"Sir, we don't recognize him, but the world of ghosts knows a thing or two about him!" Xie Bian looked at the actor walking in the sky and explained to him.

Dugu Feng asked: "Tell me, what is this world like? Is it really as scary as that old boy said?"

"Yes! The situation in the Strange World is indeed as he said. It follows the forest law of the weak and the strong. The Lord of the Strange World cultivates his subordinates by raising gu!"

Xie Bian continued to explain: "He uses the entire world as his cup and all living things as his gu, and the last surviving living beings will be taken under his command..."

"Huh? It's so cruel and inhumane!" he said after hearing this.

"This fortune teller may be a rising star in a million years!" Xie Bian thought.

Goodbye on the side spoke quickly: "Sir, did you lead three thousand sword immortals to invade the world of ghosts, fight with the master of the world of ghosts, and finally seize the fruits of their World Tree! That makes one's blood boil.

..."

The other coffin bearers looked at Dugu Feng with admiration.

"Babbling...why don't you say anything?" The fortune teller shook his head and babbling like a opera singer, walking towards the man whose limbs were uncontrollable.

He patted the other person's cheek and said softly: "What a pity, officials are not my type, and their cultivation level is so low!"

Immediately, several transparent threads shot out from the fingers of the fortune teller and penetrated the man's body.

Everyone could only hear the crunching sound of flesh and bone being separated. The man's face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he screamed in pain with his mouth wide open.

Unfortunately, he couldn't make a sound and could only struggle silently.

Die slowly in pain and despair.

"Then you can only be my puppet..." The fortune teller said softly and looked at the lifeless corpse with a smile.

"Ah~" Everyone felt inexplicably horrified when they saw this, and they all retreated hundreds of feet in shock.

He looked at the actor who burst into the scene with horror.

Goodby looked at the corpse standing on the top of the mountain and said: "This man's soul is still wailing in his body, bound by a strange force that cannot be dissipated. There is a hint of law!"

"I'm afraid this is a powerful person in the Celestial Realm who has touched the path of law..." Fan Wujiu said to the crowd with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, Dugu Feng slapped his thigh and said, "This is going to be difficult!"

I regret not listening to Wang Erlong's words and running away earlier.

When Tang Chen saw the cruel scene in front of him, he was so scared that he covered his neck and shouted in horror: "He won't make me into a puppet..."

His lips were trembling as he stared at the thread manipulated by the fortune teller.

Then he said again: "Brother Heijun, why don't you put me in the coffin!"

"I think your coffin is very comfortable to lie in..."

The coffin bearers didn't even look at him, they just stared at the mountains in the distance.

The dramatist covered his mouth and chuckled: "You officials, do you also want to be a slave? You want to be my puppet..."

As his words rang out, the stiff corpse on the side suddenly moved its limbs and said: "Master, your doll servant misses you!"

The next second, the puppet corpse howled miserably: "Ah, it hurts, please kill me, I don't want to be tortured anymore..."

It was as if a tortured soul was trapped inside the puppet.

The scene was very strange, with the puppet laughing strangely and wailing at other times.

"Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa; This is the perfect puppet, it is indeed my masterpiece!" The dramatist heard the horrifying screams in his ears, and looked at the martial artists in front of him with pride.

"Oh my god! You are really perverted!" Dugu Feng said to himself.

Leyang said to him with a worried look: "Master, let's go. Looking at this man's crazy eyes, I'm afraid the situation is not good!"

"Mr. Ye, cousin!"

At this time, Luo Xinghao and others walked through the woods and came to the river. Ye Shan shouted softly to the crowd.

"Hey, cousin, you are here too, as well as Senior Brother Luo. It's such a great meeting here!" Dugu Feng said in surprise when he heard the news.

Ye Kai came to him holding the sword and greeted him coldly: "Cousin, you are welcome and safe!"

"Cangjun is destroyed!" He then said sadly.

"Well! I already know that the mastermind behind this is the Blood Demon Sect!" He said solemnly.

Suddenly, Ye Kai's eyes bloomed with astonishing murderous intent, and he growled: "Kill!"

"Dugu Peak?" Nie Feng supported Bu Jingyun and followed Qin Shuang towards the direction of the general rudder of the Tianxiahui.

Suddenly seeing the handsome young man in the crowd, he tentatively shouted: "Is it really you?"

Ma Shang reminded him: "He is a member of the Tianxiahui!"

He patted his cousin's shoulder comfortingly, and said nothing. He turned back to look at Nie Feng and several others, paused and said, "Brother Feng, have you obtained the Blood Drinking Knife?"

"Thanks to you, I will be able to find my father's relics next time! This is for you..."

Nie Feng raised the Blood Drinking Sword in his hand, took out a bunch of Blood Bodhi vines from his arms and threw it to him, looking at him gratefully.

"Is this the Blood Bodhi?" Dugu Feng took the vine thrown from the opposite side, glanced at the red-gleaming fruit on it, and murmured in shock.

Nie Feng said: "Yes, it's Blood Bodhi, just to express my feelings!"

"Hehe, take it, take it!" He looked at Nie Feng happily and unceremoniously picked off the Blood Bodhi from the vine and stuffed it into the cloth bag he carried.

I thought happily in my heart: It’s really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

"By the way, Senior Brother Feng listened to my younger brother's advice. No matter what happens after a while, just run away for your life!" He glanced at the fortune teller in the distance and reminded them.

Give him a peach and give him a plum!

"Save it! We have no intention of staying here!" Nie Feng nodded.

"Amitabha~ I didn't expect that you kid is here too!"

Monk Kongshan also rushed over at this time, looked at everyone with a serious face and said: "Old Demon Leyang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to return to the innate realm!"

"Amitabha! Disciple pays homage to the master..." Immediately, the young monk in the crowd saw Kongshan and others, walked out quickly and saluted with his hands clasped together.

Jichan looked at Tianxiu and asked: "Amitabha, the young monk comes from Daleiyin Temple, are you Tianxiu?"

"Yes, that's right, young monk! May I ask what advice this senior brother has?"

"I don't take advice seriously. We have heard that your Dharma is profound and we just want to talk about it with you!" Silent Chan replied humbly.

Tianxiu responded: "Amitabha, I am so pleased, little monk!"

At this time, he saw Junior Brother Liao Chen behind his master, his eyes evasive. He couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "Junior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why haven't you seen Miss Xiu?"

When Liao Chen heard his senior brother's voice, he immediately said in a cryptic way: "Liao Chen has met my senior brother!"

"Show girl, she...she..."

Tianxiu suddenly swooped down, came to Chen, grabbed his shoulders,

"What's wrong with her?" Tianxiu asked nervously.
Chapter completed!