I cultivated into a god by inhaling incense

Sanxiu's calls for help became louder and louder, and the voices of the film crew asked for help one after another. It seemed that they were too noisy, and the village chief finally spoke, using words they could understand.

"Shut up and yell, if you disturb the immortal, I will ask for you." The village chief scolded.

Following his words, the expressions of the villagers became ferocious.

The people in the crew were not fools, and they didn't dare to say anything at once.

Zhou Hao and the others were stunned for a moment when they heard what the village head said.

Fairy?

Qi Jing was also taken aback.

But Yan Lin didn't even change his expression.

Qi Jing looked back at Yan Lin, swallowed, Yan Lin saw what he wanted to say, and took his hand. At this time, the backyard of the ancestral hall was silent, and it was not appropriate for them to speak.

Otherwise it will be discovered.

Yan Lin thought of writing in Qi Jing's palm, "Maybe it's not a fairy, maybe it's some kind of ghost."

Yan Lin's hot fingertips poked the palms of his hands, and Qi Jing was the most ticklish. He wanted the senior to stop several times, but he couldn't help but want the senior to continue writing.

Sure enough - the Internet is right, liking someone is torture and happiness at the same time.

Qi Jing thought for a while and felt that what the senior said made sense, so he nodded.

Yan Lin continued to write on his palm, "Let's communicate like this later. I think Zhou Hao and the others have some skills, but they can catch them all. That ghost is at least at the ghost king level."

Ghost kings are also divided into levels. For example, those ghosts who have only a few decades of practice can grow themselves from ghost generals to ghost kings by devouring other ghosts, but that kind of ghost king is not dangerous.

There is also a kind of ghost that is more than a hundred years old. Their strength is relatively close to the ghost king, but there is still a certain gap with the ghost king.

The last type is the real ghost king, a king born from thousands of ghosts. Once a ghost king is born, even the underworld can't do anything about it.

Ghost King!

Qi Jing was taken aback, if it was the ghost king, he might not be able to beat him.

But thinking that Duan Aiyuan was so afraid of getting close to her seniors before, maybe she can rely on her seniors this time.

He stared at Yan Lin's gaze, which instantly became hot, grabbed Yan Lin's hand, and wrote in the other's palm.

Like a feather scraping gently on the heart, itchy, and can't help wanting more.

Qi Jing wrote in Yan Lin's palm, "Senior, if there is a ghost king, can the senior deal with it?"

Yan Lin didn't answer, and Qi Jing continued to write, "Senior, do you still remember Duan Aiyuan from before?"

Yan Lin nodded.

Qi Jing continued to write: "I discovered Duan Aiyuan at that time, no! It should be said that Yin Hun is very afraid of seniors..."

"Is it possible that this time the immortal is also afraid of the senior?"

Yan Lin's expression was lingering, although he didn't speak, but judging from his expression, he should be thinking.

What else did Qi Jing want to write, Yan Lin grasped Qi Jing's hand and interrupted what he wanted to write next, Qi Jing looked at Yan Lin puzzled, not understanding why he interrupted himself.

Yan Lin wrote in Qi Jing's palm, "Something is coming."

Qi Jing:?

The next second, there was a strong wind outside, and there were no leaves, but there was a rustling sound, like the sound of hitting something, or the sound of a ping pong ball hitting the ground.

what happened?

What is that sound?

Yan Lin protects Qi Jing behind him almost out of instinct, Qi Jing's heart warms up, but thinking of the senior's body, he can't help but want to protect the senior.

"Senior, be careful—"

Qi Jing whispered.

Yan Lin had been vigilant for a long time, and at the same time released the air of chaos, wrapping his whole body.

Qi Jing felt warm on his body, as if something was wrapped around him, it should be——

Qi Jing felt that this warm feeling should be from the senior, but he didn't know what it was, he didn't feel the fluctuation of true energy from Yan Lin.

"Don't move around." Yan Lin wrote in Qi Jing's palm.

Qi Jing didn't dare to move for a while.

It was still daytime just now, and in the blink of an eye, the sky gradually darkened.

This is?

When Qi Jing raised his head, Yan Lin also raised his head.

It was cloudless just now, but in an instant, the dark clouds covered the top, and the power of chaos released by Yan Lin also deflected, indicating that the magnetic field here has changed. If they use the words of Xuanmen, they have entered another space .

It is separated from the outside world and forms its own space.

Qi Jing quickly wrote on Yan Lin's palm, "Senior, I've never seen this kind of scene before. I think the fairy that the village chief said must be very powerful. Let's be careful."

Yan Lin nodded in agreement.

All of a sudden, the villagers looked dull and their eyes protruded more round than ever. Their bones were strong, but their bodies were very flexible. They twisted their waists left and right, and circled around Zhou Hao and the others, as if they were holding a grand ceremony.

"What are they doing?" Qi Jing wrote in Yan Lin's palm.

The two have gotten used to this way of communication, and Yan Lin doesn't feel itchy anymore.

Yan Lin wrote: "I don't know."

It was getting darker.

There was a huge sound of wind outside the ancestral hall. The sound was like a pair of old hands pushing open the old heavy wooden door, making a sound like an old man coughing.

Rumbling--

The next second, it was completely dark, and the village chief ordered several people to light oil lamps. Under the faint candlelight in the backyard, the expressions on the faces of the villagers looked even more strange.

The female star, the male star, and the director all stood on their heads, not daring to show their air, for fear of disturbing the group of people.

these people--

Maybe it was too scary, they were frightened by these people, even though they were scared to death, they forced themselves not to make a sound.

The village chief was quite satisfied with their performance.

Yan Lin dragged Qi Jing to sneak into these villagers while it was just dark, knowing that these people would not be able to find out if he restrained his breath, but just now Qi Jing still smeared yellow mud on his face and Yan Lin's face .

Inadvertently, it looks like the skin color of the people in the village, sallow and sallow.

Yan Lin and Qi Jing glanced at each other, they didn't make a sound, and twisted around with these people. Ten minutes later, there was a strong wind outside, and gusts of wind blew in, completely plunged into darkness, even the oil lamps were alone. Then one goes out.

The casual cultivator who was tied to the stake had never seen such a scene before. He passed out directly because of inhaling too much Yin Qi, and the crew also fainted one after another because of inhaling a lot of Yin Qi.

Yan Lin found that the villagers were not affected by these yin qi, either they were ghosts, or they were dying people, but it was obvious that they were neither.

Yan Lin frowned, and turned his head to look at Qi Jing in the next second. Qi Jing looked at him with a confused face, not understanding why the good-looking senior kept staring at him.

Qi Jing hesitated for a while, and was about to write in Yan Lin's palm, when Yan Lin held down his hand and quickly wrote a few words in his palm.

"Did you find anything?"

Found what?

Qi Jing carefully observed the movements of these people. Their movements were stiff and slow, and they walked with twists and turns. He thought of the child he saw before, and the woman sitting on the stool twisting her upper body.

Qi Jing suddenly remembered something.

He quickly wrote on Yan Lin's hand, "Senior, I know what these people look like."

At the same time, Yan Lin also noticed it, and he also wrote on Qi Jing's hand, "I guessed it too."

"Senior, tell me what it is, maybe we can guess one."

Yan Lin wrote on the palm of his hand, "Snake."

Qi Jing felt that he and his senior had a perfect understanding.

"Be careful, there is Yin Qi all around."

The degree of strong yin energy far exceeds any ghost that Qi Jingzhi has seen, even Fan Wujiu can't reach this level.

This ghost king can be said to be quite difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Yan Lin had wrapped him and Qi Jing with the Qi of Primal Chaos before, so he was not eroded by the Yin Qi at this time.

As for Zhou Hao and the others, one of them passed out. Qin Hai and Qin Shen persisted for a while, but they couldn't resist.

Zhou Hao was the most knowledgeable among the few people inside, he immediately recognized that this was a ghost creature, and only a ghost king could create such a large area of ​​ghost creature.

He had already recognized Qi Jing and Yan Lin who were circling below, and he was relieved to see that they were all right, and at the same time, with the last of his energy, he shouted out, "This is a ghost!"

"It's about to take shape, stop it!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the villagers all fell on Zhou Hao, and then quickly shifted to Qi Jing and Yan Lin.

Qi Jing secretly scolded Zhou Hao for being an idiot.

I was very worried.

The eyes of the villagers turned from empty and lifeless to suddenly fierce, and they all rushed towards Qi Jing and Yan Lin, and they were bound to be arrested.

The village chief stood on a high place and issued orders, "Arrest them, and they must not be allowed to destroy the sacrificial ceremony."

Sacrifice ceremony? !

They actually wanted to sacrifice Zhou Hao and others, and seeing their hideous faces, they probably also wanted to tie themselves and Qi Jing together.

Yan Lin grabbed Qi Jing and ran to the door of the backyard. The villagers flocked to him. Their movements were still twisting and twisting. Their eyeballs were bulging and looked like they could fall off anytime and anywhere.

It's not right.

Yan Lin frowned slightly.

White mist suddenly rushed from all directions, carrying Yin Qi.

Yan Lin keenly sensed the danger, and when he pulled Qi Jing closer to him, he released the chaotic energy in his body, covering his whole body to avoid being corroded by Yin energy.

Qi Jing was startled, but quickly realized that he immediately used a talisman. Once the talisman was thrown towards the villagers, it exploded. It was not very powerful, and only knocked down the villagers in front.

"What is this?" Yan Lin asked.

Qi Jing said with some embarrassment: "This is a miniature version of the Five Thunder Talisman that I made myself."

The Five Thunder Talisman is specially used to deal with ghosts, and with so much Yin Qi around, it can also be used. When it explodes in the air, the power will affect the villagers before they will be brought down.

It was the first time Yan Lin saw these talismans, so he asked a little more, "Zhou Hao and the others also have talismans."

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