I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

After simple treatment, the head no longer bleeds, but still retains the expression before death.

Shock, fear, and a hint of disbelief.

It seemed that he couldn't understand why the policeman, who was always easy to talk to and had a good relationship with him, came to his lair and beheaded him after he had done such a trivial thing.

Number 9 hurriedly closed the box.

He was afraid that one day, his own head would be put into it in this way.

After covering the box, No. 9 took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Mr. Chen and talk to him.

He called out Chen Feng's phone number and was about to dial it, when suddenly, a voice came into his ears: "No need to call.

Following these words, right next to him, a voice appeared silently, it was Chen Feng or whoever it was.

No. 9 was startled, and jumped away instantly, staring blankly at Chen Feng: "Mr. Chen, how did you get in?"

Chen Feng: "I can come in naturally if I want to."

Number 9 felt like his heart was about to jump out: "Mr. Chen, when did you arrive?"

Chen Feng: "It's been a while."

No. 9: "Did you see it when Chief Nachawa delivered the things?"

Chen Feng: "I see."

No. 319 quickly picked up the box and handed it to Chen Feng: "Mr. Chen, then this is for you."

Chen Feng held it in his hand, and the next moment, the box burst into flames.

Soon, there was nothing left, not even a little ashes.

Under the true fire of Samadhi, there will be no ashes of mundane things.

No. 9 didn't even smell the smell, and just watched the head disappear like that.

He rolled his throat and swallowed hard.

He knew that Mr. Chen was indeed stronger than he imagined.

What he did was completely beyond what normal people could do.

No. 9 tentatively asked: "Mr. Chen, what are we going to do next?"

Chen Feng burned his head: "Chawa's affairs this time were handled fairly well, and the response was considered timely.

That gang no longer exists, so I don't care.

You'll be fine as usual.

The two wounded are recuperating here, and I will send a few more herbal pickers to replace them.

No. 9 nodded repeatedly, expressing that he understood.

Chen Feng: "You tell Chawa that I have received the things, okay, I'm leaving.

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng's figure disappeared immediately.

No. 9 looked left and right, but Chen Feng was nowhere to be seen.

But he didn't know whether Chen Feng had left or not, he was worried and uncomfortable for a moment.

Chen Feng really left.

No. 9 a big man's room, what he left to do.

Are you still fighting each other?

Chen Feng had already called Li Zhengqing in advance, told him about the matter here, and asked him to send some herbal pickers over.

Li Zhengqing was also very worried when he heard that someone was injured again.

He didn't feel relieved until Chen Feng said that the injury was only minor and the danger here was eliminated.

After leaving the hotel, Chen Feng released the Heaven Mending Sword Yu Jian and flew out of the city.

Not long after, he came to a mountain peak with few people.

And on a cliff, I saw the Seven Immortal Orchid.

Chen Feng smiled.

With a wave of his hand, several formation disks flew out, and a large formation was set up here.

The next moment, the seven-petal sword fairy orchid abruptly disappeared in place.

But if you reach out and touch it, you can touch it.

This is the effect of this formation, to hide this seven-petal sword fairy orchid so that people cannot see it.

Chen Feng looked at it for a while, then turned and left in satisfaction.

When the time came to the early morning of the next day, Chen Feng appeared on the prairie.

Not far in front of him, there is a very ordinary-looking grass.

There is not much difference between this small grass and the surrounding grass, except that the leaves are greener.

However, within a few meters around it, there is no life, it is a barren land, and no other plants exist.

Chen Feng stepped into the barren land, and suddenly felt a sinister force falling on his feet.

But there was a slight shock on Chen Feng's feet, and all that force was ejected.

But just as it bounced off, new power was born, which continued to land on his feet, and quickly spread to his thighs.

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "As expected of a five-step Heartbroken Grass, it's really powerful."

He moved his feet, and the power bounced off again [and was covered with an aura.

Even if it was ≡, Chen Feng saw that the aura was gradually turning black.

If he stays here for a long time, his aura will be corroded by the poison of the five-step Heartbroken Grass.

"What a powerful poison."

Chen Feng reckoned that if he took this five-step heartbroken grass to kill people, he could easily poison a whole city to death.

However, it is of no use to him.

Whether it is the immortal body or the strengthened scale armor strengthening technique, it can prevent the poison from harming him.

Not to mention, he also has spiritual protection.

But if you really eat it, it's hard to say.

Chen Feng didn't dare to take the risk.

With a wave of Chen Feng's hand, several formation disks flew out again.

In an instant, this wasteland became the same as the surrounding grass.

And on the grassland, who would care about a single grass?

Chen Feng smiled and left again.

Leaving from the prairie, Chen Feng came to Wuling Mountain this time.

On the edge of a stream in Wu310 Lingshan, Chen Fengfu was there.

He unfolded his consciousness and spread to the surrounding area.

Not long after, his eyes lit up, and he walked towards a place full of weeds.

Pushing away the weeds taller than a person, there is a cave in front of you.

It was pitch black inside the cave, but to Chen Feng, who had clairvoyance, it was no different from daytime.

In this cave, he saw stone tables, stone chairs, stone collapses, and some used bronze and porcelain wares.

On a stone shelf, there are still several volumes of books left.

Moreover, the book was intact.

"Hey, there is a slight fluctuation in mana, and it turned out to be left by a practitioner.

Chen Feng felt mana fluctuations on the bookshelf.

It is also this residual mana that keeps these books until now.

Even after such a long time, it has not rotted.

"The mana is already very weak, I don't know if it's because the practitioner is not strong, or because it's been too long.

Chen Feng felt it for a moment, then walked towards the bookshelf, with a light wave of his hand, he broke the mana layer and got those books.

The books are all bamboo slips, and it seems to have been a long time ago.

He took one of the volumes and opened it, and saw that the writing on it was official script.

Chen Feng heaved a sigh of relief, he could still understand this thing. .