In the dark Burial Mountain, the heavy wind and snow could not hide the crying.
A middle-aged man flew among the tombs in the mountains and soon found several little beggars who were about to freeze to death. After questioning, he found several more little beggars.
However, some young beggars either froze to death or starved to death...
The middle-aged man sighed slightly, looked at the frightened little beggar shivering in the wind and snow, and said gently: "There is food at the bottom of the mountain, I will take you down the mountain..."
At this time, he couldn't help but rejoiced. Fortunately, those evil spirits did not rush up and kept kneeling at the foot of the mountain. However, if he did not appear, even if those evil spirits did not come up the mountain, these little beggars might not survive tonight...
When going down the mountain.
The strange mourning that had been ringing in my ears suddenly stopped.
The middle-aged man looked around carefully and saw evil ghosts through the wind and snow, kneeling down and trembling, their ugly heads tapping the ground.
His expression suddenly changed, and he rushed out of the dark mountain with seven or eight little beggars...
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The top of Burial Mountain was filled with a strong and strange aura.
A young man with a pale face, carrying an aura that frightens evil spirits, walked up from the endless darkness.
Every time the young man takes a step, the evil spirit becomes more frightened.
When he walked to the top of Burial Mountain, all the evil spirits knelt down in fear, their ugly heads pressed tightly against the ground, not daring to make the slightest move.
The middle-aged man happened to see this scene and rushed out of Burial Mountain without hesitation.
At this time, the young man stood with his hands behind his back in the wind and snow, looking down at the evil ghosts kneeling at the bottom of the mountain like a king, but his brows gradually furrowed.
What the hell are these linen-clad ones?
It looks like a ghost, but it exudes a strange and evil aura.
This was definitely not the ghost he knew. Instead, it was like an evil monster after a "strange" ghost happened. It was a weird existence that was different from ordinary ghosts.
well--
The young man sighed, but finally woke up.
He stared into the distance for a long time, and the dream he had while sleeping gradually became blurry. Even if he tried hard to recall, he could only recall the general outline...
In fact, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a real world in his previous life.
He only knows that his current name is Feng Qingyan.
After a while, Feng Qingyan looked at the kneeling evil spirits again. They were afraid of him, but why? Then, he actually "saw" a strange darkness on his back, and there was a looming stone door hidden in the darkness.
The stone door is dark and exudes the aura of death that makes the soul tremble.
It turns out that the evil ghost is not afraid of him, but the dark stone door in the darkness on his back...
He was very familiar with this stone gate, it was the legendary Ghost Gate.
However, this ghost gate does not have the bloody words "Ghost Gate", nor are there sixteen ghost generals guarding it.
Feng Qingyan was not too surprised. He pondered for a while and then tried to control the ghost gate.
As he thought about it, the strange darkness on his back disappeared, and the ghost gate naturally disappeared as well. As a result, the towering and trembling evil ghosts raised their heads one by one, no longer afraid...
But at this moment, his expression changed slightly.
He felt that there was a pair of extremely evil and terrifying eyes hidden in the darkness in the distance, staring at him like prey, and they were rushing towards him quickly.
What kind of evil spirit is this?
Feng Qingyan felt that the evil spirit rushing toward him was ten thousand times more sinister and terrifying than the kneeling evil spirit, and he also felt its strong desire to devour him.
At this time, the darkness behind him reappeared, and the emergence of the stone door once again frightened the evil ghost to kneel down in fear. However, it seemed to have little effect on it, as it was still approaching, but at a slower speed.
But in the end, I was still very afraid of Shimen. I didn't dare to approach rashly after getting close to a certain distance. Instead, I hid in the darkness and waited for opportunities.
Bad luck!
When the stone gate appeared, Feng Qingyan somehow knew what kind of monster was coming towards him.
Moreover, he also felt that the Ghost Gate may not be able to deter the evil... After all, the current Ghost Gate is just a rootless gate and cannot exert its due power.
Now it can frighten evil spirits and make countless evil spirits kneel down in fear, but it is just a residual power.
When the remaining power is exhausted, even ordinary evil spirits may not be able to be frightened.
And now, in addition to being burdened with the ghost, he is so weak that he is not even as good as an ordinary person...
However, he didn't have the slightest fear. He just looked coldly in the direction of the murderer, but the night was too dark and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"trouble……"
The young man looked down and saw that his hands had no strength at all, and his brows gradually wrinkled.
Although he was not afraid or afraid of death, there was no point in dying like this.
Daji gradually overcame his fear of Shimen and tentatively approached a little bit. However, seeing the young man standing with his hands behind his back, he did not feel the slightest fear and instead became a little hesitant.
At this time, the young man took a step forward, leaving the hidden evil stunned for a moment.
"Ah……"
The young man sneered in a low voice and walked towards the big murderer step by step. The invisible aura on his body was rising steadily, overwhelming him like a rolling wave.
Da Xiu was shaken and retreated step by step.
However, the young man did not really want to kill someone, he just wanted to use the ghost gate and the "power" on his back to try to frighten the evil. After all, in his sleeping dream or in his previous life, he was the master of control.
The Lord of the Underworld who holds the Ten Yama Halls will naturally have the "power" to frighten all ghosts...
But, after all, it was in a dream, or in a previous life...
However, he could no longer tell whether it was a dream or a past life, but the "power" on his body was simulated.
Moreover, if he dares to show any cowardice, the evil will definitely pounce on him immediately.
And he couldn't outrun the evil force at all...
This is a dead end.
Where is my trump card?
Where are my trump cards?
As the young man walked, he was looking for his own trump card. Unfortunately, except for the ghost gate behind him, he had no trump cards. After all, he was not the Lord of the Underworld in charge of the Ten Hell Palaces now. Even if he borrowed "power", he could
In a moment, he frightened the evil spirits.
But Da Xi is, after all, a being comparable to the level of a great Confucian.
And the "momentum" he borrowed has no support from strength. It is just a "momentum" without roots, just like the flowers in the moon mirror in the water.
When Daxi calmed down and saw through the so-called "potential" at a glance, the "potential" that had been like a rolling wave disappeared in an instant without a trace.
"Ouch——"
Daxi suddenly became angry, let out an angry roar, and pounced on him ferociously.
The young man sighed...
Is it really just a dream?
However, if it is a dream, why is there a ghost gate behind me?
boom!
The approaching beast suddenly hit a hill.
At this time, not only Daji was stunned, but even the young people were a little stunned. Where did this hill come from?
Ouch——
Daxi roared angrily, tore the hill apart in one fell swoop, and rushed towards the young man again.
However, there was another hill blocking the young man.