In the world of ghosts and gods, I pick up attributes and become stronger

Lin Feng remembered that there was still the corpse of the white-winged tiger in the space that had not been disposed of.

Six days have passed, and I don't know if the rot is or not.

The body has almost recovered, and he changed into a tiger head carved leather jacket made in the past few days and went out of town.

In the city, no matter where the twenty-meter-long white-skinned tiger is, it will attract countless people's attention.

Moreover, in case of decay, it will definitely stink, and the loss will be great.

Might as well throw it outside.

As he moved forward, he found that there were many fewer people who paid attention to him.

All the way to the woods outside the city, where there are relatively few people.

When the corpse of the white-winged tiger was released, the whole person was a little confused.

What it was like when he died, and what it is now.

Not to mention the rot, the wound is still slowly oozing blood to the outside.

"Groove, is time standing still in the storage belt? After six days, it still remains the same? With

a smile on his face, he quickly took out the bloodthirsty sword and broke it along his belly.

Then, without damaging the fur, the entire white-winged tiger skin is torn off.

Each part of the muscles is removed, revealing the leg bones, spine, tailbone, etc., wrapped in tiger skin.

As for the two tons of meat that were removed, they were loaded into the storage belt again.

The packaged tiger skin is taller than a normal person, and it is not something that ordinary people can lift.

Also put in the storage belt, did not return to the city to hand over the task, but went to the southwest.

Since it came out, I didn't plan to go back empty-handed.

Now in the storage belt, there are only bloodthirsty swords, fire cloud long whips, heroic soul swords, tents, tiger skins and tiger meat.

There is still plenty of space.

Besides, the qi and blood are stable, the muscles are restored, and all the attributes have been digested, and we should find a way to solve the problem of internal strength.

There was one aspect left that he needed to figure out slowly.

Open the mission app, look for the three-level mission in this direction, and you can't return empty-handed.

After watching for a while, I took on three tasks.

One was to explore the monastery, and an ancient temple appeared nine kilometers away, and dozens of people had died in it.

The second, eight kilometers away, is Snake Valley near the lumber mill.

Many bold men went, and they all ran out in fear, killing many third-level powerhouses.

The third, nine thousand five hundred meters, an extremely fast wind sickle skinning monster, has already killed nearly a hundred third-level leaders.

Nothing to say, he felt that he could do it, and then he hurried to his destination.

In the past few days of cultivation, I have exercised the tiger eagle Vajra claw, and the footwork of the tiger leaping over the world, which is a special harvest.

Even if it is not as amazing as the system says, it probably has some effect.

Not long after walking, I was suddenly surprised to find that the range that the ghosts could not approach had become larger.

Reached twelve meters.

You know, in the past few days, he has not picked up the attribute light ball, it is just the beginning of cultivation and various martial arts.

Perhaps, after the qi and blood are permeable, it will naturally increase.

Walking all the way, compared with the awakened people of the tense war, he seems to be on vacation.

With grass roots in his mouth, his leather jacket open, and his expression relaxed, he almost accompanied a beautiful woman by his side.

Lin Feng wanted to say a word, and there was a cigarette in his mouth.

Until now, he has not found anyone selling cigarettes on the Internet, let alone smoking.

Ignoring everyone's attention, looking at walking slowly, in fact, rushing at a speed of 100 meters and five seconds, just slowing down when you meet people.

A high-profile time that made him remember for a long time.

People, it's better to get rich low-key.

So that everyone does not know that it will bring unexpected trouble to themselves.

By eight kilometers, there were significantly fewer awakened people here.

When I found the lumber factory, I found that this was a peach forest, the source of raw materials for Taoist peach wood swords and various peach wood products.

The same six white jade pillars soared straight into the sky.

Various Buddhist statues almost surround the peach grove.

The people working inside are also second-level awakened people, with various talismans and Buddhist sutra protectors.

The guardian is a Buddhist Vajra.

Being in mid-air, all kinds of Buddhist scriptures around his body turned, and from time to time one flew out, and there must be a third-level evil demon who died in it.

The first time Lin Feng saw the Buddha Sect powerhouse, he was also mysterious and powerful.

For them, the third-level demons are all scum, and they don't even have to move their fingers, and they are directly killed.

There was some envy in his eyes, and finally he quietly retreated and walked to the Snake Valley five hundred meters away.

It is said that there are many third-level snake demons inside, which are very powerful.

If it weren't for the fact that there were fourth-level human guards right next to the peach tree forest, it is estimated that the field would have already been formed.

When Lin Feng rushed to Snake Valley, he found that there were already people standing at the mouth of the valley, ready to do the task.

Twelve people, all of them could not see the equipment of the sect.

Some people were wearing leather clothes, and all kinds of Buddhist cipher texts on them, exuding brilliance, even the ghosts could not get close to within ten meters, and they dissipated instantly.

Some wore robes made of feathers and were also engraved with various talismans.

There were also people wearing square hats with fiery red feathers inserted on them, exuding coercion, allowing the evil demon to avoid far away and dare not approach.

Even the weapons in their hands are different from normal people.

It is not the traditional weapon of Buddhism and Confucianism, there are feather fans, bone swords, bone sticks, bird beaks, and evil skulls.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person from a normal sect, but like a group of evil demons.

However, as soon as they went there, the second-level demons in the Snake Valley all hid twenty meters away and did not dare to approach.

Even if the snake array is coiled and hissing, they dare not rush up.

According to Lin Feng's cognition, second-level demons have no wisdom, only instincts.

In this case, there is only one possibility, and that is that there is coercion in the crowd that causes them psychological oppression.

It's just that in Lin Feng's eyes, they are just third-level awakeners, so what kind of threat is there.

It is estimated that the aura emitted by some equipment makes the snake demon fearful.

Suddenly, I felt that the south of the city was all novices and experienced, and the masters had reduced the crisis a lot.

On the contrary, in other directions, it is either a master, or a family of exorcists.

Well equipped and experienced.

It's as if the south of the city is an opportunity for ordinary people in the inner city to rise, and everything starts from scratch.

In other directions, a certain scale has been formed.

Even high schools are only designed in other directions, which shows this.

When he has time, he has to turn around the east and north of the city, and it is estimated that the scene is still different.

Even if he thought of this, Lin Feng didn't care.

If someone else can start from scratch, he can also revitalize a family and even change a group of people!

Sitting on a stone not far from the valley, taking Lingyuan as a jelly bean to eat, lifting Erlang's legs, leaning against the stone wall, and watching how they killed it.

After all, a large number of people is very easy to cause evil devils.

Maybe it's his leisure, or maybe the twelve people don't like to be watched and their eyes shift.

One of them, holding a bamboo pole with a bird's beak sword, pointed at Lin Feng and shouted:

"Who are you?" What to do here? We Fenglin Twelve do less and don't like people watching!

The strong man next to him with a skull and a scar on his face conspiratoriously said:

"What nonsense! You give me over, take the lead! I never make sense! "

This Lord spoke, very unkindly.