This immortal is a bit fierce

Sensing something was wrong, the two hurried towards the entrance.

"What will happen if the secret realm is destroyed?" Huang Feng asked hurriedly.

Li Motang said: "It's hard to say. The best outcome is to fall out of the secret realm and be safe. If only the entrance is destroyed, you may be trapped in the secret realm."

Seeing that she still wanted to explain various situations, Huang Feng interrupted her: "Can you just tell me the worst?"

"I'm dead." Li Motang didn't show any panic on his face and said with a smile, "What, are you scared?"

"No." Huang Feng didn't hide it at all.

"Don't worry, you won't die. It's not that easy to destroy the secret realm. Even if you really destroy it, I can still find a way." After Li Motang finished speaking, he looked slightly stern, "Destroying the secret realm is a taboo in the monk world. Not only will you not get any benefits, but you will also It would offend the entire monk world, and even be hunted by the Twelve Immortal Sects. Unless it was a mortal enemy and no other means of revenge could be found, no one would do this.

or……"

Huang Feng understood: "You want to say that maybe, just like Cangyun Mountain, he is here for you?"

"You'll know if you go out and take a look." Li Motang's sword swept towards the entrance like a stream of light.

Outside the secret realm, many monks have been killed. One person was wearing a black robe and holding a ghost-head rosary. He stood at the entrance, chanting words and casting ghost spells.

Amidst the ghost curses, countless black energy surged from the ground, and souls of the dead floated out from the ground, surrounding the entrance, like threads, constantly passing through both sides of the entrance, trying to sew it together.

As the number of dead souls increases, the entrance to the secret realm can no longer bear it.

At this moment, a sword energy struck countless dead souls, and for a moment the world was filled with the roars of resentful souls, which was horrifying.

Li Motang turned a deaf ear and struck out with another sword.

"It's really not that easy." The man in black robe gave up casting the ghost curse, but did not escape, as if waiting for Li Motang to escape.

In the secret realm, the clever ghost sniffed carefully, and before seeing the other party, he said with certainty: "The aura of life and death. This person is obviously dead, but his soul is completely sealed in his body."

"So, he is a puppet." Huang Feng said.

"There are not necessarily no clues on the puppet." Li Motang said, and with another sword, he completely cut away the dead soul who wanted to seal the entrance.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

After the two people rushed out of the secret realm, they were very surprised when they heard this sentence.

In the black robe was a bloodless face, which had indeed met them once.

"It's you!" Huang Feng looked at Fahe who had taken off his black robe. The once dazzling Buddhist golden light had long since disappeared, and the Zen staff had become as dark as ink, which was extremely strange.

"Almsgiver Li, this young monk is here to save you." A stiff smile appeared on Fahe's face.

"What happened?" Li Motang asked.

Fahe didn't answer and was about to cast a ghost curse. Just when they thought he had no real consciousness and were about to take action, the ghost curse stopped.

There was a trace of blood on Fahe's face, and his dull pupils showed some clarity, but just as he was about to speak, the blood faded again.

The curse was cast again.

A statue of Yama came to life from behind him, with a ghostly aura. The entrance to the secret realm seemed to have fallen into a ghost realm for a moment, and the clear sky became extremely dark, which was in stark contrast to the original golden body of Arhat.

Huang Feng was secretly stunned. It was not difficult to kill Fahe, but to destroy his Buddha's heart and become the ghost monk he was today, the method was really powerful and sinister.

However, judging from the situation just now, it is possible that Fahe has a hidden Buddhist heart and seems to want to take this opportunity to say something to them.

The image of Yama held a ghost-headed fork and stabbed Li Motang.

Under the statue of Yama, the ghost monk Fahe was not idle either. He flicked the ghost head rosary with his fingers and silently recited ghost mantras, while billowing yin energy surged towards Huang Feng.

The clever ghost said quickly: "Don't contact me. Negative emotions will flood into your consciousness. I'm here to help you."

After saying this, the clever ghost rushed to the front of the Yin Qi, opened his mouth, and wanted the whale to swallow the Yin Qi.

Huang Feng was a little surprised, thinking that this clever guy had some skills besides relieving his boredom.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this clever ghost swallowed two mouthfuls, his stomach swelled into a ball, and he hid aside and shouted: "I can't do it anymore, hold on."

"I think too much." Huang Feng complained, facing the Yin Qi with ease and no fear, silently reciting "Social Core Concept" in his heart.

When he first came into contact with the Yin Qi, it seemed as if there were thousands of dead souls screaming in his ears, and his scalp almost exploded. But soon, a radiance as warm as the morning sun emerged around him, and the Yin Qi could no longer enter.

"Can you do it?" Huang Feng asked Li Motang, who was entangled with the image of Yama.

Before he finished speaking, the Yin Qi dissipated, the image of Yama disappeared, and blood appeared on Fahe's face again. This time he finally had time to speak: "Two donors..."

After just saying hello, the statue of Yama reappeared and transformed into three heads and six arms. A one-mile radius around the two people seemed to transform into the underworld.

At this time, Fahe was exuding the tyrannical pressure of a monk in the Hedao Realm.

"Is he playing tricks on us?" Huang Feng couldn't help but cursed, "What should we do now?"

It is close to the Hedao realm, but Fahe's current state makes it impossible to break through Hedao. It seems that the mastermind behind the scenes used ghost methods to forcibly raise his cultivation level.

Just a paper tiger!

"Hold on." Li Motang was still struggling with the image of Yama, and never made a full move.

"I knew it." When Huang Feng saw Fahe casting the ghost curse again, he resisted and did not immediately kill him to a pulp and continued to waste time.

"If you can hear me, don't talk nonsense next time." Huang Feng shouted to Fahe, "Answer a few questions.

The first one is whether you can still be saved and how to save it.

Second, who did it and for what purpose.

Third, if you don't know the second question, tell us any clue. "

After Huang Feng finished shouting, the Yama statue disappeared again. Fahe took advantage of the blood to appear and said quickly: "Two donors, don't worry, the little monk is hopeless.

I really can't answer the second question. The other party had a strong murderous intention towards Donor Li, but they didn't send me here. Instead, the young monk used the ray of Buddha's heart hidden when he was dying to forcibly take back the occupied skin. Sneaked over.

It's a pity that this skin has serious murderous intentions towards Almsgiver Li, so you two can take action in a moment and save the young monk.

The last question, go to Qu..."

The color faded from Fahe's face.

Huang Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but uttered a curse word, "It's almost here, why don't you hold on for a few more seconds, it's going to make people very angry."

He took out the Lingpo he had just obtained, and with a thought, the Lingpo turned into a long cylindrical tube.

Huang Feng put the long barrel on his shoulder and said angrily: "Get your consciousness back quickly, or I'll give you a big shot!"

What responded to him was the ghost-headed fork in the hand of Yama.

Huang Feng kept talking but did not take any action, and used various means to stop Guitoucha.

But after this, the two of them dealt with Fahe for a long time, but they didn't see him change back again.

"It's probably out of the question." Huang Feng sighed.

Li Motang nodded: "It seems that what he just said has completely wiped out all the remaining consciousness in him. Let's do it. I will do it this time!"