Shura, The Rebirth

"We must retreat. If we don't leave, we will die." Xishan Feihua suddenly walked out of the tent, and Fulong followed him.

The two of them have always been in focus, Meng Meng and Meng Meng are not out of focus, just like conjoined people, no matter where they go, they are in pairs, but at this time, the look on Xishan Feihua’s face is extremely solemn, and it appears in her hand. A prayer wheel.

Strange runes were engraved on the prayer tube, and along with Xishan Feihua's wrist shaking, the prayer tube hummed, and a white light shrouded people's eyes, immediately splitting a passage in the darkness.

Without any hesitation, Xishan Feihua took the lead and Fulong followed closely, and Pei Junlin followed Zhenye after a glance.

Seeing Pei Junlin and Xishan Feihua leave one after another, Zhenye finally gritted his teeth and followed again.

"Just leave, I'm not reconciled, this time may be the opportunity in my life, if I can't seize it, then I will go on forever." Zhenye chattered in Pei Junlin's ears with an unwilling look on his face.

Pei Junlin suddenly felt a little sympathy for Zhenye. Not all monks in this world can sit on a large amount of resources, and not everyone is naturally lucky and has great opportunities. In fact, the vast majority of cultivators have been struggling to contend with the way of heaven all their lives, and they even have to work hard in order to obtain the poor cultivation resources.

Pei Junlin turned around and found out his spiritual sense, and saw that the resentful spirit formed by resentment in the black mist was constantly growing and growing, and it was as high as a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

This resentful spirit made Pei Junlin's hair horrified, because although the resentful spirit was in the form of a human, its head was chilling. On the head of the Wraith Spirit is composed of countless densely packed human faces, and these human faces roar and howl endlessly.

Being together is like an ant nest, and the various miserable expressions make the scalp numb.

"Unexpectedly, the tide of resentment in Zhaoye Lake came so early this time, a full month earlier than in previous years. We are really in a bad time. It seems that the plan to explore Zhaoye Lake will be completely ruined this time." Xishan Feihua sighed as he turned his head and sighed at everyone while blazing a trail ahead.

Na Fulong didn't say a word, and seldom expressed opinions behind Xishan Feihua. As for Pei Junlin, he didn't say a word. Only Zhenye kept complaining about the sky and people, and sighed.

There was a scream in the black fog, which made people shudder. Pei Junlin carefully explored the entire sea of ​​black fog and found that there were more than four of them in the entire sea of ​​black fog. There were many other explorers in this team, and another team was full of people. Eight people were killed as soon as they encountered the resentful spirit. Among them, there was a Buddha treasure on his body, which was a pale yellow umbrella.

This umbrella automatically floats in the air and continuously rotates, with one hundred and eight arhats engraved on it, constantly chanting scriptures, and a pure Buddha power envelopes the last person in it.

But when Pei Junlin thought that possessing Buddha treasures on this person would be spared, he suddenly found the resentful spirit, tore his hands off, and in an instant tore the Buddha treasure in half, and it was in the protection of the Buddha. The person who went down didn't even scream, and instantly his body was corroded into a pile of bones.

A piece of Buddha treasure was destroyed in this way, poor, the bones around Zhaoyue Lake and the resentment of those resentful spirits have reached the point of skyrocketing.

At this time, at the foot of Feihua on the West Mountain, there appeared a small boat that resembled a surfboard, which could fly fast in the desert. And the boat emits a wood-like golden light, which can split the tide of wraiths around Zhaoye Lake.

The road opened by Xishan Feihua is like footprints left on the snow, which will soon be covered by heavy snow, but Pei Junlin and Zhenye are closely following.

Even so, the surrounding tides of the resentful spirits still make people frighten, especially the miserable screams of the mountain whistling and tsunami coming from the tide of resentful spirits, which shakes people's minds and damages the heart.

Pei Junlin finally understood why this Zhaoye Lake had become a forbidden place in the legend for thousands of years. The wraith spirit here has actually reached a point where it can become a tide, enough to see how many people died around Zhaoye Lake that year.

It can be described as bones, shrouded in horse leather.

Even some ancient battlefields may not be able to produce such a tide of resentful spirits. But this beautiful Zhaoye Lake is like a gem, but around Zhaoye Lake, the worst tide of resentful spirits has formed in the entire world.

The so-called tide of resentful spirits is due to the long-term consciousness of a large number of dead people remaining here, forming a existence similar to the tidal ocean, where the evil spirit and the pure Yin force form a huge wave. Slap each other.

Pei Junlin’s divine consciousness probed around in the tide of the resentful spirit. At this time, he was horrified to discover that more than one resentful spirit had grown up in the tide, except for the huge resentful spirit that was hundreds of meters long. In addition, Pei Junlin also saw several huge resentful spirits.

These resentful spirits chased around Zhaoye Lake and slaughtered those cultivators who broke into Zhaoye Lake. For a time, the whole area around Zhaoye Lake was jumping and howling.

Those cultivators who came to Zhaoyehu to explore the treasure hunt had already reached the end at this time. Even if Xishan Feihua was strong to open the way, Pei Junlin could feel that the tide of resentful spirits was getting stronger and stronger.

"No way, we are dead this time." Xishan Feihua swayed her bloated body and stopped, her face full of astonishment, her eyes widened, and her emotions were full of fear.

Without waiting for Xishan Feihua to speak, Fulong, who was standing behind Xishan Feihua, suddenly started digging. His claws were extremely sharp with strange gloves, like pangolin claws, digging quickly on the ground, just blinking. A deep hole was dug in between.

Xishan Feihua and Fulong looked at each other and jumped directly. Pei Jun and Zhen Ye didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly followed in. As soon as they entered, Fulong immediately blocked the entrance of the cave. But Xishan Feihua always muttered words, and began to arrange the next formations, layer by layer like cages, wrapping the four people like silkworm cocoons.

After all this was done, Xishan Feihua began to gasp violently, and the sweat on her head rolled down like a heavy rain.

"Are it safe for us to hide here?" Zhenye looked around the narrow cellar, with doubts written on his face.

Before he could say anything, he was scolded by Na Fulong.

"If you haven't done anything, let you follow up here, and make irresponsible remarks. If you don't want to stay here, you can just get out." Fulong said unceremoniously, and his whole body burst out even better. Zhen Ye is still strong.

Pei Junlin did not expect that Fulong, who has not been exposed to the mountains and dews, is so powerful that he has reached the peak of the late True Monarch level.

However, Xishan Feihua was already breathing hard at this time, and hurriedly came over and pulled the two people apart. The two were like roosters. They were not pleasing to each other. After staring at each other, they sat aside and said nothing.

"Brother Pei, do you think we can survive the crisis this time?" Xishan Feihua suddenly looked at Pei Junlin politely, seeming to mean that Pei Jun came to the horse's head.

Pei Junlin didn't have any expression of fear. After taking a close look at the three of them, he said slowly: "I can't deny that your method is very good, but I also want to tell you if we have been hiding here all the time. It’s absolutely impossible to escape this tide of willingness. The only way to survive is the Zhaoye Lake. If we can dig a tunnel to Zhaoye Lake, there may be a glimmer of life.”

"Zhaoyehu?" Hearing Pei Junlin say this, Xishan Feihua's face showed a stunned look, and it seemed that he didn't expect Pei Junlin to say this.

The Zhaoye Lake has always been synonymous with horror, and has become a forbidden place in the legend, but now Pei Junlin has taken the initiative to say that he wants to enter the Zhaoye Lake area, which really caught Xishan Feihua by surprise.

"Yes, we are about to enter the range of the water of Zhaoye Lake. I have observed it before. The water of Zhaoye Lake is very peculiar. There are many mysterious lotus flowers inside. These lotus flowers can resist these resentful spirits. Tide." Pei Junlin once again confirmed towards Xishan Feihua.

This time Xishan Feihua didn't hesitate. He glanced at Fulong. Fulong stood up without saying a word. After putting on his claw gloves, he began to dig the tunnel quickly, and the direction was the Zhaoye Lake mentioned by Pei Junlin. position.

Pei Junlin's current team is actually on the beach around Zhaoye Lake~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The distance from the straight line of Zhaoye Lake may be only a few hundred meters.

Such a short distance is almost effortless for a true monarch level powerhouse, but Fulong digs very slowly and is very careful. Every time a certain distance is dug, Xishan Feihua will arrange the formation to resist the infiltration of the resentful spirit tide.

Zhenye was not idle either, and a large amount of floating soil dug up by Fulong was transported to the back by Zhenye without saying a word.

Later, Fulong dug up too much soil, and there was no place to pile it up, so Zhenye simply opened up the space and put these pictures directly in the storage space.

But later, Xishan Feihua was already faintly exhausted. After all, the large number of layouts was simply a torture for him. Pei Junlin took the initiative to take the responsibility, and he rubbed a golden goldfish with his hands and flew out.

Seeing the goldfish controlled by Pei Junlin's continuous seal-cut runes, the other three showed extremely surprised expressions. Because they didn't seem to have thought of such a novel method of arranging the formation in their entire life, and the efficiency was extremely high.

　　 Please remember the domain name of the book’s first publication:. 4Fiction Network Mobile Edition Reading URL: