Feng Wuyao tapped his toes and jumped to a branch, looking down at the grass and trees in the forest.

It's too quiet here.

How could there be no birds singing in a normal forest?

Feng Wuyao took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, spread his spiritual sense out, and carefully sensed every inch of land.

Every time the spiritual consciousness advances by one meter, Feng Wuye feels that the discomfort will aggravate a little.

It is an extremely disgusting thing, which is incorporated by her spiritual consciousness and then causes a sense of disgust.

Finally, Feng Wuyao focused all his attention on a small hill in the north.

Retracting his spiritual consciousness, calling him a bun, and rushing all the way toward him.

As he approached the target, Feng Wuyao finally saw a stone tablet erected there.

It seems that some soil is stained with it, so I can't see the handwriting clearly, but I just vaguely saw a holy character.

Feng Wuye didn't want to take the risk, so he pushed a talisman over first.

As soon as he approached the stone tablet, a golden light suddenly shot out from the talisman, and then the talisman quickly burned out.

And the golden light entered the stone tablet in an instant.

Feng Wuye took two steps back and stared at the stone tablet with his eyes tightly.

The surrounding air became turbid to the naked eye.

With the stone tablet as the center, a black air began to emerge, and then slowly rotated and increased at a very stable speed.

Feng Wuyao sneered, "I finally found you."

This should be the origin of the evil energy here.

For ordinary people, once they are entangled by this evil spirit, they will be lingering in the sickbed at the least, and they will die in the worst.

But for Feng Wuye, this is a great tonic.

Feng Wuyao reached out and made a spinning move. The black cyclone's speed actually accelerated and became more intense.

"Good thing, then I'm not polite!"

After saying that, his palm suddenly shrank back, and the black air followed her strength and actually penetrated straight into her palm.

Feng Wu Yao sucked most of the black gas, and the stone tablet seemed a little unwilling to accept it. It even shook and made waves of whimpering sounds.

I don't know, but I thought someone was crying.

Tsk, this picture is really terrifying.

Feng Wuyao felt that the evil energy in his body was about to reach a critical point, so he decisively stopped adsorption, and then another jade tablet was added in his palm.

The continuous black gas was sucked into it by the jade token.

This is such a small container that Feng Wuyao barely made with the purple aura on Qin Zicheng's body and his own spiritual power.

The stone tablet was shaking even more powerful, as if he was unwilling to accept his power being taken away, and the whimpering sound gradually turned into a kind of singing!

And the sound suddenly increased and spread far.

Qin Zicheng's ears moved and realized that Feng Wuyao might have gained something.

The black gas on the stone tablet became weaker at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the speed of coming out became slower and slower, as if it was exhausting its power.

Feng Wuyao noticed something under the stone tablet, and punched two talismans one after another, one nailed it to the stone tablet, and the other followed the gap before, and actually drilled into the stone tablet directly.

The black gas disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Feng Wuyao took the jade token and took two steps back.

The bun followed her feet, looking left and right with a cute tiger head, very vigilant.

There was a movement behind him. Feng Wuyao's attention was on the stone tablet at this time, and he did not dare to distract himself.
Chapter completed!