Fatty Huang walked up behind Lin Xiaofeng: "What's wrong?"
"Look." Lin Xiaofeng pointed to these footprints: "Looking at the appearance of these footprints, there should be more than five people, and the footprints are very fresh."
After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaofeng looked towards the top of the mountain: "It seems that this group of people is going up the mountain."
Fatty Huang asked: "Maybe it's the footprints left by the villagers who passed by before?"
"Maybe." Lin Xiaofeng nodded: "You go back to the village with Feng Dongming and the others first, and I'll go to the top of the mountain to have a look."
Lin Xiaofeng felt something was wrong.
The footprints he found made him feel very uncomfortable.
Fatty Huang nodded, turned around and said to Feng Dongming and others, "Let's go back first."
Feng Dongming glanced at Lin Xiaofeng and asked, "What about Brother Lin?"
"He has something to do with his stay."
After Fatty Huang left with a few people, Lin Xiaofeng took the demon knife and rushed to the top of the mountain.
After walking for about half an hour, climbing mountains and wading in rivers, we finally reached the top of the mountain.
The top of Wuzhu Mountain is a very flat and wide place, and in the middle of the top of the mountain, there are five stone pillars ten meters high and one meter in diameter.
These five stone pillars are engraved with complex charms, which may make people dazzled at a glance.
The ground beneath the stone pillars is carved with complex runes based on five stone pillars.
This should be the formation set up to suppress evil spirits.
And on the edge of this formation, there were actually more than a dozen people busy.
These dozen people were wearing black robes, and their faces could not be seen clearly.
What do these guys want to do?
Lin Xiaofeng had some doubts in his heart, and he slowly approached these people in the grass.
Fortunately, these people were focused on the formation and did not pay attention to their surroundings.
Soon, Lin Xiaofeng got close and heard the conversation of these people.
"Brother, is God really sealed here?"
"Well, as long as God comes out, we can really gain power."
Lin Xiaofeng listened to the conversation of these people and found that these grandchildren spoke like fanatical believers, full of respect for the demons sealed inside.
He is even called God.
And Lin Xiaofeng also understood the purpose of this group of people, which was to release the demons inside.
"Brothers, aren't you being kind to do this? When this monster comes out, I don't know how many people will die, and you still have to let it out."
Lin Xiaofeng walked out of the grass.
The group of people were startled by the sudden appearance of the person.
After seeing clearly that Lin Xiaofeng was alone.
The leader took off his hat, revealing his face full of tattoos.
He asked: "Who are you?"
Lin Xiaofeng replied: "I should ask you this. Although I don't like to meddle in other people's business, you can't let this monster go."
"Monster? This is a great god!" There was a slight madness in the man's eyes, and he shouted: "Kill him!"
Then, two fangs appeared in the mouths of this group of people.
"Zombies?"
Lin Xiaofeng was shocked, but then he calmed down. There was no corpse aura in these people's bodies, but rather a faint demonic aura.
Lin Xiaofeng sniffed and smelled the smell of bats, and then he understood.
"It turns out they are a group of poor people who have been attacked by evil spirits." Lin Xiaofeng said.
Many powerful monsters like to do this and wash away humans with their monster energy.
Such human beings who have been washed away by the demonic energy will become neither human nor demonic, unable to enter the six realms, unable to enter reincarnation, and their final end will be to lose their souls.
Their leader clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "Let this ignorant guy see what power is!"
All these people rushed towards Lin Xiaofeng.
Lin Xiaofeng didn't need to use the demon sword to deal with them.
He put the demonic sword back into its scabbard, and then made a secret: "Demon star demons, ancient cave elves, raise your heads to look at each other, bow your heads to listen together, there are Liujia above, six Ding below, the harassment is severe, Dingqian Lei, Taishang
If you have an order, order me to carry it out."
One palm after another.
Anyone photographed by Lin Xiaofeng will be knocked back and fall to the ground, turning into black fly ash.
One palm at a time, beating them to pieces.
Seeing that most of his men died in an instant, the leader looked at Lin Xiaofeng coldly: "Boy, we are here to invite God to come out. If you leave now, God may forgive your ignorance."
"You are just a bunch of wretches. Why don't you drag others to be buried with you if you want to die?" Lin Xiaofeng said.
Unexpectedly, the leader took out a dagger and smeared it directly on his throat, sprinkling a large amount of blood on a stone pillar.
The few people left alive followed their leader's footsteps, wiped their own necks with a knife, and sprinkled their blood on the stone pillars.
"Oops!"
This group of people were not as good at doing things themselves, but they were so good at committing suicide that Lin Xiaofeng had no time to stop them.
In other words, Lin Xiaofeng never expected that these lunatics would commit suicide.
After the blood was sprinkled on the stone pillar, it boiled.
Then, at the bottom of the mountain, white mist began to slowly rise.
When Lin Xiaofeng saw the white mist, he remembered the scene in his dream.
The demon sword behind him also vibrated violently.
This time the vibration was stronger than before.
"What's going on?" Lin Xiaofeng looked back at Yaodao.
Demon Sword: "My sword slave, I feel it. The one sealed here is one of my former sword slaves."
"Your sword slave?" Lin Xiaofeng heard this and asked: "Since we are acquaintances, let's discuss and let him continue to sleep here."
"Stop joking." Yaodao snorted and said, "This guy's name is Chen, and he is an extremely bloodthirsty monster."
"At first, it coveted the endless blood in my sword and was willing to become my sword slave. But then it was seriously injured and I don't know where it went."
"I didn't expect to be here."
"Chen?" Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Is there any way to deal with it?"
The demon sword said with some pride: "It was my former sword slave. With your current skills, you can only guarantee that you will not die in its hands. Dealing with it is simply wishful thinking."
"Oh shit."
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but cursed and rushed to Wuzhu Village.
Sure enough, the plot of the dream has begun to appear.
At this time, Lin Xiaofeng only hoped to rush back to Wuzhu Village and then lead the villagers to evacuate Wuzhu Mountain.
Although Lin Xiaofeng ran fast, when he returned to Wuzhu Village, the entire village had been shrouded in white mist.
In other words, the entire Five Pillars Mountain was shrouded in white demonic mist.
Fatty Huang was standing at the entrance of the village with an anxious look on his face, watching Lin Xiaofeng running back from the forest: "Xiaofeng, what's going on? Why is there so much fog in broad daylight? Could it be the scene you dreamed about?"
Lin Xiaofeng looked ugly, nodded and said: "Hurry up and inform the people in the village to get down the mountain!"
The demon sword behind him suddenly said: "It's too late to leave now, it has already arrived."