A pair of emerald-like eyes stared closely at the moon in the sky. Under the originally dark sky, its nostrils, which were extremely difficult to distinguish, seemed to be closing and closing, like a human being breathing.
Looking in the shadow, it seemed that the sharp, blade-like tusks between the slightly opened lips of the big mouth were chilling. It's like a real situation, clearly displayed in front of everyone. People who don't know will be stunned when they see it, as if they were in a dream.
Everyone looked at it with some shock. The scene that appeared in front of them, looking at the phantom of this alien species, even the two thigh-thick bulges below half of its body, seemed to be ignored for a while.
And it seemed like there was no one around, looking at the dark sky, as if it didn't care about the people around it! It seems as if there is something in the sky that is attracting it, constantly swallowing or staring at it.
Especially with its keen senses, it would naturally know that someone was around, but it didn't pay attention. It was simply a provocation to these people. At this time, Feng Biwei naturally did not step forward, because she felt that the Golden Forty-eight Festival seemed to be looking at her even though it was not moving. It was really a wonderful feeling!
Feng Biwei knew that it must have felt it. The drop of essence and blood that she controlled in front of her was part of its body, but now it was being controlled by her, as if it was integrating into its body. That stern and murderous look was obviously a warning and a shock.
It seemed to stare at Feng Biwei for a while, then stopped looking at Feng Biwei. That creepy feeling really made people shiver all over, and it didn't come over in the end. But he was still puffing clouds and mist towards the sky, even though he was separated by the entire stone room, there seemed to be no obstacle.
You Qi felt that its entire body was squirming slightly, and looked at its huge abdomen, which was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Feng Biwei didn't pay attention to its abdomen, but looked at its head.
I felt something like green smoke being sucked into my mouth and nose out of thin air. It was shocking and surprising to see. At this moment, no one was moving around. Everyone in Shengyuan Temple seemed to have forgotten that they wanted to capture this strange golden forty-eight knot in the void!
It will indeed cultivate the vitality of heaven and earth! And he breathes and absorbs the spiritual energy between heaven and earth! Even better than human monks, the ability to capture the spiritual energy between heaven and earth must be more tangible and qualitative! Seeing this strange scene, everyone was dumbfounded.
Looking at everything in front of me, it seems like a dream, but it is so real. As surprising as it is, the most emotional thing may be. Even though I have heard of thousands of such things, none of them are as shocking and novel as seeing them with my own eyes!
The bright moon is cloudless at this time!
Huan Huan, who was on the altar, opened her eyes slightly and kept looking forward. She had not yet turned or looked bright, but she really opened her eyes. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that this was true, that a person with no life at all could actually come back to life like this.
Yin Lihua looked at the scene in front of her and was so shocked that she was speechless. She also knew that there was a saying in practice, but the state of the woman in front of her was completely different.
There are too many unknown things in this world, not to mention that in this era where immortals are spread all over the world, this kind of thing is easy for ordinary people to accept. After all, everyone can attribute this unknown thing to gods or ghosts.
Gao Yangyi is known as the Nine Sons Ghost Mother. No one who is not a member of the Hell Sect knows what skills she practices. But I heard that she practiced the "Dharma of Li Gui Shen Soul", and just from the name, I knew that it should be a kind of self-sacrifice practice.
Phuntsok is the great master of the previous generation who still exists in Wuxi and one place!
It can be said that he is one of the Wuxi barbarians who are popular in witchcraft and one of the most famous wizards in history. There is no doubt about his reputation, and he is truly transcendent in Wuxi. Seeing Huan Huan wake up, it can be said that the magic of Wuxi witchcraft can be seen from now on.
At this time, the veil on Gao Yangyi's face floated away, revealing a face that looked like a girl's. Although it looks hazy, it has a fascinating beauty. Yin Lihua, who was standing under the altar, suddenly noticed something worrying, that is, Huan Huan's face was similar to Gao Yangyi's.
Phuntsok, who had always kept a low profile, although still sitting there upright, seemed to be exuding an invisible pressure. This huge pressure actually enveloped the entire venue, including Yin Lihua and Ran Xiuniang.
His eyes suddenly emitted a breathtaking black light, and he stared at Huanhuan closely, but a burst of language came out of his mouth that Yin Lihua could not understand. The sound came from far to near, from low to high, and soon reverberated throughout the entire field, just like the sound of Zen Sanskrit.
"Huan Huan will wake up. Come to the altar quickly!" Gao Yangxi's voice suddenly sounded in Yin Lihua's ears. Looking again, her entire jade face turned red, looking a little weird under the bright moonlight.
Yin Lihua did not dare to say anything. She glanced at Ran Xiuniang and walked quickly towards the altar.
"to!"
Phuntsok gave a sharp shout, like a voice coming from the Nine Abyss. The moon in the sky was suddenly covered by a dark cloud. Yin Lihua, who was so frightened that she had just reached the fourth floor, couldn't help but feel a sudden tremor in her heart. But a slight sigh made Yin Lihua feel certain in her heart.
This is a voice that does not belong to Gao Yangyi and Phuntsok. Who could it be?
Yin Lihua was shocked and couldn't help but quickly stepped onto the stage.
Sure enough, Huan Huan, the middle one between the two, was facing Yin Lihua who was on stage. She was looking at Yin Lihua with a pair of big black and shiny eyes. There seemed to be a hint of thoughtful confusion and astonishment in his eyes.
Yin Lihua stopped and looked at Gao Yangyi. Gao Yangyi's face turned pale, with a trace of bright red blood on the corners of his lips. Under the moonlight, the blood stains on the fragrant red lips actually gave people a sad and beautiful feeling. The redness on his face has subsided, and his face is even a little pale.
I couldn't see Phuntsok's face, but I could see that he was stooped and seemed to be a little shorter sitting there. You can imagine the effort he put in, and seeing his body swinging gently, Yin Lihua inexplicably felt some intolerance and respect for this kind elder.
What surprised Yin Lihua was that when she walked to the side, she couldn't help but tremble. Sure enough, the originally majestic Phuntsok's eyes kept pouring out blood. He closed his eyes tightly and sat there without moving.
The place where the eyeball should have been prominent is now slightly sunken. The creepy thing is that he is obviously blind in one pair of eyes. Because there was a pair of bloody eyes on the ground in front of where he sat cross-legged.
Even though Yin Lihua had been through the rivers and lakes and saw such a tragic situation, she couldn't help but cover her mouth tightly and almost screamed out.
