I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

With a wave of Chen Feng's hand, the gray bead floated in front of him again.

An Qi's eyes narrowed, she was still a little afraid of this fragment of time and space.

Chen Feng: "Thanks to this space-time fragment this time, otherwise, I would be really in danger. You help me guard, and I will go in."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared in place, leaving nothing behind.

This is the first time for An Qi to clearly see a person entering the fragments of time and space, as if that person was swallowed by this world, which is extremely shocking.

Chen Feng only felt his eyes dim and bright, and then he returned to the dense forest full of tall trees.

Feeling the strong aura again, Chen Feng was shocked.

However, within this abundant aura, there was also some death breath mixed in, which made Chen Feng's heart ache.

In the previous battle against Reaper, the reason why he didn't use the space-time fragments from the beginning of "Two Five Seven" was that besides the above reasons, there was also another reason that he was afraid of taking those death auras into it, causing the aura environment inside to be destroyed, causing the All these trees died.

The aura environment in this space-time fragment is of great use to Chen Feng.

Whether it is letting An Qi in to practice, or transplanting some rare medicinal materials, it is very useful.

It would be a pity if it was destroyed.

However, at the end of the battle, he himself almost died in the hands of the god of death.

There is no way, no matter how precious things are, they can only be used.

Sure enough, now Chen Feng sensed that the fragments of time and space were infected with the breath of death.

With a movement of his body, he flew into the air, and saw that a large amount of black mist had accumulated in a corner of this space.

Those black mist are exactly the breath of death.

However, what surprised Chen Feng was that those death breaths did not directly melt into this space.

As if this space had its own consciousness, it squeezed the breath of death into a corner.

Then, this space gradually devoured and melted those death breaths.

No wonder, just now he felt that the breath of death in the aura was not strong, only a little bit, so it was because of this.

"it's wired!"

Curiosity arose in Chen Feng's heart, and he flew towards the large mass of death aura.

This cloud of death aura does not have the source of the god of death, no one is controlling it, and the degree of danger has been greatly reduced. At least for the current Chen Feng, it is no longer threatening.

Stopping outside the death breath, after getting closer, Chen Feng could feel more clearly that this space-time fragment really swallowed up those death breaths little by little, and then merged with the original space.

"Why do space-time fragments devour the breath of death? Is this of great benefit to this space?"

Chen Feng was a little puzzled.

This is completely different from what he imagined.

He was also worried that this aura space would be destroyed, but now it seems that it will not.

Letting go of the worries in his heart, Chen Feng also heaved a sigh of relief.

No matter how the time and space fragments develop in the end, at least it is much better than he imagined.

He can accept whatever the final result is.

Just letting this space slowly absorb those death breaths, Chen Feng withdrew from the space-time fragments.

Seeing that the body suddenly appeared in place again, An Qi was no longer so novel, she just asked: "How is it?"

Chen Feng opened his eyes: "The death aura of the God of Death has been absorbed into the time-space fragments by me, and some changes are taking place in that space, and I don't know what will happen in the end.

However, I want to speed up the refining of this space-time fragment to prevent accidents. "

An Qi: "Okay, I will protect the law for you."

Chen Feng had already mastered some power of time and space, and when he wanted to refine this bead, the process went very smoothly.

In just three days, he completely imprinted his consciousness on this bead, allowing this bead to be completely under his control.

Now, he can feel the situation inside without entering the space-time shards.

Can see that space, the process and progress of devouring the breath of death.

In addition, Chen Feng also got a surprise.

After this bead was completely refined by him, he found that his grasp of the power of time and space was also increasing little by little.

Although, this speed is not fast, but it is increasing.

Chen Feng was overjoyed.

The power of time and space, this is the real power of the avenue, once it reaches a certain level, it is completely different from the original concept.

Chen Feng is quite looking forward to this.

Seeing Chen Feng put away the dusty beads, An Qi asked, "Successful?"

Chen Feng nodded: "Success...."

But the next moment, he waved his hand, and there was another huge black sickle in the room.

As soon as the sickle came out, An Qi felt extremely strong pressure, and the breath of death from above made her feel heart palpitations.

An Qi was shocked and said, "Is this the Death Scythe of God of Death?"

Chen Feng: "Is that what you call it?"

Angie: "Do you have another name?"

Chen Feng: "Does the Death Scythe count?"

An Qi rolled her eyes: "Can you be more straightforward?"

Chen Feng shrugged: "It's just a name, don't worry about it, do you know anything about this weapon of death?"

Angie: "In legend, no matter what creature is cut by the death scythe, it will die.

Chen Feng: "Didn't you say you don't know the god of death?"

Angie: "I've said it all, it's a legend, it's a myth."

"Okay." Chen Feng nodded: "But I didn't feel that this scythe has such a powerful power that the legend should be false.

An Qi: "It is not because of its powerful power that it physically destroys the enemy, but to harvest the life of the enemy."

"Oh?"

When Chen Feng thought of fighting the god of death, the god of death kept saying that he wanted to harvest his lifespan.

In this way, it makes sense.

Chen Feng: "Wait a minute, I'll go to 5.6 to find something to test.

Chen Feng's figure flashed, and he disappeared in place.

When he came back again, he had a few more mice in his hand.

Throw a few mice on the carpet, but the mice don't move.

However, they didn't die, they were just frightened by the aura emanating from Chen Feng's body, and couldn't even move.

Chen Feng picked up the death scythe and cut it across the three mice.

The mouse was easily split in two without hindrance.

From this point of view, the sickle is at least sharp.

However, Chen Feng didn't feel any Shou Yuan being harvested by the sickle.

Chen Feng looked at An Qi: "It doesn't seem to have any effect."

Angie: "Don't look at me, I don't know how to use it, but this is the weapon of death, and it must not be so simple to be effective.