Lin Feng guessed that the mask dropped by the white ghost after his death could not be useless at all. Maybe the reason why he would not be attacked by the white ghost was because of this white mask?
Lin Feng couldn't help but feel excited when he thought of this. You must know that there are already more than a thousand white ghosts outside this ruins. If these ghosts were put into this pit, they would be in trouble. Lin Feng didn't know what happened to other monks.
But if he faces so many white ghosts, he will definitely die.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little excited. Maybe his guess was true? How would he know if he didn't try it? Maybe this white mask could give him some unexpected help in his subsequent journey?
If this is really the case, then the white mask may be a trump card that allows him to walk sideways among the white ghosts!
Thinking of this, Lin Feng looked at the white ghost on one side and slowly took off his mask on the other. That is, the moment the white mask left Lin Feng's face, the white ghost not far away suddenly raised his head.
, let out a scream, and swooped towards Lin Feng.
At this time, Lin Feng was standing on the fourth level of the pothole stone steps, while the white ghost was standing on the first level, and this dive was directed towards his face.
If it was normal, Lin Feng would definitely not even think about slashing out with his sword, and the white ghost would definitely be chopped into countless pieces, but at this time, he consciously wanted to try out the effect of this white mask.
Then the Lingshuang Sword in his hand suddenly slowly turned from blue to white, and the frosty cold air gradually escaped.
The white ghost grabbed Lin Feng with one claw, and Lin Feng's Lingshuang Sword also went up to fight with the white ghost. He did not want to kill the white ghost so quickly this time, he just wanted to see the use of the white mask.
Lin Feng's body moved on the small steps, dodging the attacks of the white ghost from time to time, looking very relaxed and comfortable, while slowly putting on the white mask on his other hand.
The claws of the white ghost that were originally stabbing at his face stopped at this moment, and even when Lin Feng's Lingshuang Sword was about to strike it, it didn't react at all.
Lin Feng immediately stopped the Lingshuang Sword. His control over the power had reached such a high level that he was able to stop it steadily even though he was only the slightest distance away from the white ghost.
At this time, the white ghost was only a few dozen centimeters away from Lin Feng, and after stopping, the white ghost's extended claws slowly retracted and stood quietly on the spot.
"Hey, is this thing interesting?" Lin Feng put away his sword and stood up, walking around the white ghost a few times. This was the first time he observed the white ghost so closely.
The last two times, the white ghost was beheaded before I could take a closer look. Now when I took a closer look, I realized that the white ghost really had no legs.
The whole white ghost stood quietly on the spot, a little taller than Lin Feng, with pale skin and slightly long nails on his hands.
Moreover, Lin Feng also found a vague symbol on the back of the white ghost. If he hadn't had the opportunity to look carefully, he wouldn't have been able to find it. It was an inverted gourd, but he didn't know what it meant yet.
Lin Feng saw that the observation was over, and without further delay, he killed the white ghost with one sword. The white ghost turned into nothingness and disappeared under the sword, but it was a pity that no more mask appeared this time.
However, Lin Feng didn't care. After all, the mask didn't just pop out when it exploded. Maybe it was his own luck.
Now that I can understand the function of this mask, I feel more confident in my heart. However, the white ghost outside should not be killed. After being blocked by this barrier, Lin Feng's sword energy cannot reach the outside.
But at this moment, the barrier outside the steps suddenly became distorted. The unnatural distortion only lasted for a moment, and then another white ghost came in from the barrier, and this time
The interval is shorter than last time.
"Could it be that the white ghost will enter the pothole faster and faster?" Lin Feng put away the white mask. The white ghost that entered the pothole steps immediately became murderous and rushed directly towards Lin Feng.
But how could this white ghost be Lin Feng's opponent? The Lingshuang sword in Lin Feng's hand drew a perfect arc in the air, directly cutting off the white ghost.
After killing the white ghost with one sword, no mask appeared. However, Lin Feng didn't hold out any hope. After all, the mask still seemed to be very effective.
Just imagine if there is anyone among this group of white ghosts who can walk around leisurely, it must be him with this white mask.
Lin Feng suddenly felt much more relaxed when he thought of this, because facing the unknown depth of the ground, with such a trump card, the journey ahead would undoubtedly be much easier.
Finally, he took a look at the group of white ghosts on the outside of the steps. The white ghosts were still crowded, and there was no change at all because of the death of three companions. Lin Feng felt this situation in his heart.
Thinking about it, if it was a human monk or a monster, it would be sad to see the rabbit die and the fox be sad. Lin Feng calmed down his mood and stopped thinking about these messy thoughts.
He had just estimated when using the white mask that in a quarter of an hour, the amount of infuriating energy needed to be consumed was only one percent. Such a quantity was nothing to him.
But after thinking about it, maybe this mask may not be so easy for other monks to use. The amount of Qi in his body now is five times that of other ordinary monks. Calculating this, the amount of Qi that other monks need to consume is probably
More than ten times his.
While Lin Feng was going down the stone steps, he was thinking about the danger below. The only sound on the road was his own footsteps. If his spiritual sense hadn't been able to sense things normally, he would have been a little panicked.
Bar.
Walking all the way towards the pothole, each stone step is not very high. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, it has only dropped a few dozen meters.
But this distance is only the first half of the entire pothole, and perhaps even the layer of clouds and mist has not been reached yet.
Lin Feng frowned and looked up. At this time, he was already some distance away from the starting position. He could vaguely see some white figures moving at the beginning of the steps, which must be white ghosts.
At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly saw a flash of red light among the whites, and then a powerful murderous aura erupted above Lin Feng.
Then there were flashes of sword light, and the scarlet sword light killed the moving white ghost in just an instant.
Lin Feng's heart was shocked. As a sword cultivator, he could feel the sword energy contained in the sword light. It was an extremely domineering sword intention!