Renduo Baozhong, who had fallen to the ground for a long time, did not notice that he had fallen and had blood flowed. He stared blankly at what happened in the middle of the Yellow River. His son, along with the most elite private soldiers in the family, fell into the cold water of the Yellow River in the cold winter: "Buddha, are you angry and come to punish us...?"

On the Yellow River, the number of people is much smaller. Only Zhang Shuye brought the escort team of these 200 people and the staff of several clan leaders, which will not exceed 500.

Unlike the other side of the Yellow River, the atmosphere of the people here became strange, and the air seemed to be quiet for a moment. Wen Fei was looking at the ones that were happening in the distance with a telescope, and was dancing, but he seemed to feel the change in the atmosphere. He looked back and saw that the patriarch and the people they brought, all of them looked like earth. Many of them were even kneeling on the ground!

Unlike the opposite side who thought it was the River God who was angry, although everyone here didn't know how Wen Fei did it, they all knew that this was Wen Fei's method. When Wen Fei looked over, the Qiang people who were already immersed in huge fear were all as if they were staring at by beasts, their legs and feet were weak, and they couldn't help but kneel down.

Even these soldiers of the Song Dynasty were not much better. The second time I saw Wen Fei use such a method, and this time this time it was much more spectacular and tragic than the last time that Yeli Yinqi killed him. With a loud bang, the ice layer of the entire Yellow River cracked, and the team of thousands of people were swallowed by the surging river water. This scene will never be forgotten by them in their lifetime.

In this strange atmosphere, Wen Fei's reputation spread rapidly among the Qiang tribes. Many of the Qiang tribes, who had originally dispersed, heard the news one by one and were frightened to turn around.

The leaders of the Qiang tribe, big and small, were much more respectful this time than when they came last time. They all crawled and knelt at Wen Fei's feet and kissed Wen Fei's boots. Now they understood why Wen Fei didn't care about their surrender, because he could drop thunder and destroy thousands of enemies...

However, conquering these Qiang people was indeed as Wen Fei thought at the beginning. The huge power of incense surged wildly from the void like strands of spider silk threads, trying to drill into Wen Fei's body, but at this moment, ripples flashed around Wen Fei's body, and this scene seemed to be when you were about to travel.

But when the huge white energy encountered this ripples, it disappeared without a trace. No matter how many it came, it was swallowed by the ripples. This is the jade pendant that is devouring the power of these incense beliefs.

Wen Fei was shocked. He couldn't let all the jade pendants swallow these things, right? His Ghost Emperor's magic image also needs the power of incense and faith to replenish it!

Immediately, my body shook, and the ghost turned into a magic form of the Ghost Emperor. Suddenly, the power of the incense of faith that fell from the sky like spider silk was like a summoned, and rushed towards the magic form of the Ghost Emperor.

At this time, the Ghost Emperor's Dharma Image, which Wen Fei transformed into a god, actually had the meaning of solemnity of treasure. He pinched the Ghost Emperor's Skills with one hand and the Ghost Emperor's Jade Seal with the other hand, and incense fell like raindrops, and everything was like a god and a Buddha coming to the world.

An extremely comfortable and happy feeling poured in with the incense, making Wen Fei float like a cloud. This feeling that is hard to describe is more like the great pleasure after sucking and poisoning. It makes people feel so happy. Wen Fei gritted his teeth. At this time, he must not be addicted to it. Keep his consciousness clear, otherwise he will easily get lost.

The magic image of the Ghost Emperor slowly took shape in the incense vows, and a faint golden light appeared in the air. The power of incense faith that surged in the air began to gather, gathered in the air into a celebratory cloud, shrouded on Wen Fei's head.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wen Fei finally realized that he had reached his limit. His soul returned to his body, while the ripples around him were still there. It seemed that the jade pendant had not absorbed slow energy yet.

Wen Fei took out the jade pendant and saw that the jade pendant was flashing and emitted a faint blue light. At this time, Wen Fei finally completely confirmed that the energy required for this time and space jade pendant to travel through time and space is the power of faith.

He was happy in his heart and finally solved the problem that had been bothering him for a long time. In the past, although he had realized something in a daze, he had never been as clear as this time.

What Wen Fei has always been most troubled by the fact that this jade pendant is good, but there is nothing without a user operation manual to guide the use. Instead of being exploring everything now, I still don’t know how to replenish the jade pendant.

The incense power that surged in the wild lasted for three days and three nights. The jade pendant was still absorbing until three days later. The power of the incense belief began to stabilize. Although it was not as fierce as in these three days, it was a long flow of water. As long as these Qiang tribes still remembered Wen Fei's horror and worshiped Wen Fei, they had always had the power to replenish them.

Wen Fei visualized the magic image of the Ghost Emperor again, and the light became extremely dim, as if it was dusk again.

Wen Fei looked down and saw that he was wearing the crown robe of the twelve evil ghosts, with beads hanging down on his head. Wen Fei was not so panicked. He knew that this must be the appearance of the Ghost Emperor, so now his consciousness has entered the appearance of the Ghost Emperor?

Thinking of a legend in a Taoist sect, Wen Fei thought to himself that this is the method of transforming a god? He pondered in his heart, looked up at the surroundings, and saw a thin light, desolate everywhere, and there was nothing.

What is this place? It's not like being in his own realm of skill, Wen Fei thought to himself. Suddenly a gust of wind blew over like a knife, and he could feel a bone-broken chill. He penetrated deep into his soul. Wen Fei even felt his body shaking, as if it was about to dissipate.

He was shocked and pinched the magic tricks, then he closed his body that was about to disperse. He became more and more clear that this must be not in his own state of practice.

Fortunately, at this time, a figure passed by him not far away. Wen Fei was immediately happy, chased after him for two steps, and was about to shout and ask questions, but he felt something was wrong. The man was floating lightly, as if his feet were not touching the ground. Wen Fei suddenly felt cold in his heart, and he realized that he looked around, but there was more than one figure floating in one direction.
Chapter completed!