Speaking of the opponent hiding in the dark, everyone present, except for the three people Fengjiu had just brought in, was somewhat afraid.
"It was an illusion. The senior brother took out his own heart. We were busy with our own affairs at the time and it was too late when we wanted to stop him." One of the monks explained.
Strangely, they did not show much sadness for the dead monk.
Because when the monk fell into the illusion and went crazy, he inadvertently revealed everything he had done. He is really not a good person.
He always makes things difficult for them while being very close to them. He is a two-faced person. The most terrifying thing is that the junior fellow student with the most potential and understanding in the temple was killed by him.
Such inside information shocked not only the disciples but even the abbot. If it were not for solid evidence, no one would find it hard to believe it was true.
Therefore, even if the death of the senior brother was unjust, the monks did not have much sympathy. They could not even take care of themselves, and the abbot was also seriously injured.
Fortunately, thanks to Fengjiu's treatment, the abbot now looks better.
Taoist Qingdou could not see the secret, but Fengjiu saw at a glance that the dead monk did not have much merit, so he was of no use, which was why he died so quickly.
"You have great merits. The enemy's main target is the souls of people with great merits. In fact, you are as dangerous as those special forces soldiers, so be careful."
As long as she used the system to detect, Fengjiu could see the merit points of others. Among all the people present, except for the dead monk, Dongfang Yu and Song Shuheng had the lowest merit points.
It can be seen that the two men are selfish and never care about the life and death of others. Song Shuheng, who carries a deep hatred, may have done something immoral unintentionally.
Fengjiu was in a terrible headache. When would she be able to complete her goal? To exchange their souls?
But she was able to quickly heal the abbot's injuries, and the old monk soon woke up.
Hearing Fengjiu's words, he suddenly became worried: "Thank you, Fengjiu. What on earth are those people going to do with the souls of merit?"
Feng Jiu shook her head and said uncertainly, "Maybe it's cultivation. It's nothing more than strength, power and wealth, or immortality."
Immortality is more likely to be achieved, and is probably the lifelong pursuit of all practitioners.
"Dongfang Sheng and the others are just ahead. Are you still going in even though you're injured?"
Dongfang Shengcai is the target of Fengjiu and the other two, but saving these Taoists and monks will also benefit them.
Fengjiu didn't do it on purpose; it was just a result of her normal warm-heartedness.
And her opponent is just behind this fog. Whether this trip will be fruitful or not depends on this time.
Fengjiu didn't wait for anyone to answer and walked straight into the fog. This was a mountain protection formation and it was not easy to break.
But it is still very easy to get in, and with Fengjiu there, Dongfang Yu and Song Shuheng will not get lost.
The remaining people were all injured to varying degrees, and whether to go or not was up to them.
It was very quiet in the fog, and you couldn't see your fingers in front of you, but you could hear the sound of water drops falling. It was not a crisp, muffled sound, but like a thick liquid, such as blood.
It was so creepy that even the fearless Dongfang Yu couldn't help but curse: "This is so fucking unscientific."
"That's right, this is metaphysics." Song Shuheng felt very uncomfortable without making some human voices. Now, if a grunt rolled over, he would think it was normal.
"It is indeed metaphysics. The mist contains a trace of spiritual energy, and also hallucinogens. If I hadn't placed amulets on you, those with weak minds would have likely gone crazy."
Once a person goes crazy, he is easy to control.
This is exactly what the other party is planning, but with Fengjiu's arrival, their plan will fail.
The evil cultivators also stayed at various points of the formation and cast spells, waiting for the formation to be perfected before they could close in.
Through the fog, Fengjiu could clearly see that each of them held a Buddhist bead in their hands, and the person guarding the eye of the formation was wearing a string of beads on his hand.
Each bead exudes bright Buddha light and rich spiritual power.
Fengjiu walked straight towards the person in the center of the formation. Only when she got close did the person notice the arrival of Fengjiu and the other two.
He was a man wearing a mask and a long black robe. Even Fengjiu couldn't tell his true gender, but there was no need to tell his appearance.
Because the mask this person wore was also a magical weapon, Fengjiu had also seen it in heaven, and it had the effect of hiding and disguising.
The man in black was startled when he saw Feng Jiu and the other two coming, and suddenly disappeared into the fog.
Unexpectedly, Fengjiu was able to follow closely and attacked the man in black with her spiritual power without saying a word.
The man in black was surprised again. He didn't expect Fengjiu's spiritual power to be so strong. He didn't want to fight anymore. He made a quick decision and made a feint. With the help of the magic weapon, he directly shielded away.
It was as slippery as a loach, and Fengjiu couldn't catch up.
Because she did not use her powerful magic weapon, it would be inappropriate to reveal more before knowing the opponent's strength.
"Just let him get away like that?" Dongfang Yu was a little dumbfounded. They hadn't caught up with him yet. They thought there would be a big battle, but the enemy just ran away.
"I can't catch him. He's running too fast." Song Shuheng was dragging Dongfang Yu's regularly exercised body, but he was still out of breath.
For the first time, I knew that physical strength is related to the soul that controls the body. Look at Dongfang Yu using his body, he is so fast and flexible.
He was clearly not good at sports before, damn!
"Forget it, let's break the formation and rescue Dongfang Sheng first."
Fengjiu broke the formation without mercy, and her method was so fierce that the other defenders who had no time to retreat were directly attacked.
At this time, a whimpering and eerie sound of a flute was heard, and Fengjiu saw that the injured defenders had abandoned the broken formation and fled.
However, they did not forget to collect the souls of those who had just died.
Fengjiu got anxious and used her more powerful magic power to attack those people from a distance, while also sending out warnings through telepathic communication.
"Put down the heroic spirit and I will spare your life!"
In fact, the distance was too far, and Fengjiu couldn't do anything to those people, but it was still possible to scare them.
Sure enough, the sudden warning sound in their minds caused those evil cultivators to panic and abandon their heroic spirits and run away.
Is that her? It’s her! The female devil has arrived.
They had just snatched away the soul of the elite that was about to be obtained by them in the fire, and now they had to rush into the fog to rescue those special forces.
hateful!
Fengjiu's voice was not only heard by the evil cultivators, but also by everyone within a few miles.
For example, Dongfang Sheng, after hearing Fengjiu's voice, regained some consciousness for a short time, and his eyes became clearer.
Then he saw Fengjiu running towards him hurriedly, and of course, his younger brother Dongfang Yu.
Won't he die?
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