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"Who threw it?"

"..."

Faced with Chen Feng’s questioning.

None of the ghosts admitted or testified, they were all pretending to be stupid.

Some even looked at Chen Feng provocatively, not paying attention to the pressure at all.

Many ghosts and ghosts have already regarded Chen Feng as a silver pewter spear head.

Chen Feng let go of the bone chopping knife with his fingers. The bone chopping knife fell to the ground and was directly inserted into the ground.

He stepped on the handle of the knife and looked at the ghosts expressionlessly.

"Hand over the owner of this bone-chopping knife, or you will all die."

"..."

At this moment, the expressions of all the ghosts and monsters changed.

They all looked at Chen Feng with unkind expressions.

Some timid onlookers have begun to retreat slowly.

But the few old ghosts, monsters and monsters standing at the front were still confronting Chen Feng out of spite.

"Then let's play with you seriously."

Chen Feng took out his own paper figures and threw them out together with Li Gooshou's four paper figures.

The paper people landed next to Chen Feng, each carrying a musical instrument.

The three brothers and sisters, the fox-faced corpse demon and the black-clothed ghost in the middle of the band, were a little confused.

What are you trying to do?

Chen Feng took off the small clock and held it in his hand.

"I'll lend you some music."

"No problem, Brother Feng, you can use it as you like."

Xiaopangdun is the inherited Spirit Treasure of the White Bird Sect Shang Feng Hongzhong lineage, and his strength is equivalent to the intermediate level of human Body Integration.

Otherwise, it will not be able to withstand the attack of the Transcending Tribulation Stage.

It is very dangerous just to enter the Underworld Forbidden Area as a Spirit Treasure.

If Chen Feng didn't have a treasure on his body that prevented the underworld's power from corroding it, it would have been screaming to leave.

With the increase in the Body Integration stage of Xuan Tong Jin Zhong, the upper limit of Xi can be directly raised to the middle level of Transcending Tribulation Stage.

And even if there are beings in the Underworld Forbidden Land who were in the Transcending Tribulation Stage during their lifetime, their status has been greatly reduced after death.

His aura is still at the same level, but his strength may have dropped a big rank.

So this time, Chen Feng is sure to take advantage of these ghosts.

The paper erhu player started playing, and the piano player started to follow.

A sad melody sounded by the river.

At this moment, the white mist in the entire Huangquan Forbidden Land boiled.

[Holy shit, is this a venue bonus? ! ]

[Playing the music of the underworld in the underworld, is Brother Feng going to celebrate his new achievement? ]

[The other side has begun to realize the seriousness of the matter. ]

[Let you sneak attack Brother Feng, don’t you know that the protagonist of the comedy series can’t afford to offend him? ]

The billowing white mist was like a terrible tsunami sweeping in from behind Chen Feng. The originally fog-free riverside was instantly swallowed up by the yellow spring mist.

The ghosts and ghosts were completely panicked when they saw the thick white mist under their feet that could not see their lower body.

They have been here for thousands of years and have never seen such a phenomenon in the entire Huangquan Forbidden Land.

The face of the dead corpse changed drastically and he kept retreating.

"No! He can actually mobilize the power of the forbidden land! He is really capable of killing us!!"

The evil swordsman couldn't help but scolded the person next to him: "Mad, I said why are you messing with him when you have nothing to do!!!"

The half-faced ghost tried to comfort him: "Master, don't make trouble, we will find the murderer right now!"

The white-haired zombie roared at the demons and ghosts.

"Who is it! Who threw the knife at this man!!"

Suddenly a ghost shouted: "It's the butcher, it's the knife thrown by the butcher! When it sees a stranger, it can't help but want to eat the stranger's intestines!"

A group of demons and monsters immediately moved aside, revealing a fat man with a big belly and a slit mouth wearing only a vest.

The butcher backed away in a panic, turned around and wanted to run away.

As a result, he was immediately caught by white-haired zombies and other old ghosts and demons, and was thrown directly in front of Chen Feng.

The butcher looked at Chen Feng in horror.

Chen Feng didn't even look at it. He just used the small bell as a percussion instrument to accompany the song, then opened his mouth and sang.

"On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, which is an auspicious day, the sorghum is carried up, dressed in red clothes, and cut in a hurry."

"After cutting off my beloved, I have no choice but to return, pretending to be beautiful... castanet red sandalwood, said briskly, really hard to guess

. "

After Chen Feng started singing, the color of the billowing white mist gradually became darker, completely stained with the filthy color of Huangquan.

Only then did those old ghosts, monsters and monsters truly realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Damn it! He doesn't buy it anymore!"

"No, we can't walk! These fogs have locked us in!"

"Uncle, please spare my life!"

"We won't dare anymore. We recognize you as our master."

"How about helping you dominate the forbidden land of hell! Let us go!!"

But it was impossible for Chen Feng to stop playing, after all, he would suffer the consequences instead of dying.

Now that you have chosen to be an enemy, if you do it, you must do it forever.

The Pipa Paper Man and the Jazz Drummer Paper Man have joined in the rhythm.

This adds a different kind of tension and killing intent to the sad melody.

"Listen! Turn over three miles away at Mao Shi."

"Pingqi! The sound of horse hooves is gradually rising, and the word "chou" is beginning to appear..."

…………

Chen Feng sang immersively, and the emotion in his singing gradually became stronger.

"Guess why she is crying while laughing!"

"She's crying, look how she's crying and laughing!"

"Worship the heaven and the earth!!"

Then the paper girl let out a teasing shout.

Two red and white paper figures on the left and right of Chen Feng blew the suona directly.

this moment.

There is only the melody of great joy and great sorrow left in the whole world.

All the ghosts and ghosts felt their scalps numb, the hairs all over their bodies standing up, and their souls trembling uncontrollably.

The three brothers and sisters, the fox-faced corpse demon and the black-clothed ghost, had curled up into a ball.

The ghosts and ghosts outside the music formation had only one thought.

This song will send them to a deeper death.

The fog rolled in and the suona sounded.

Two teams, one red and one white, walked out of the thick yellow fog.

This time they did not carry any realm aura of cultivation, but they made all enemies even more desperate.

They are like the incarnation of Huangquan's will, like an indescribable existence.

Wherever it passes, everything returns to the underworld and completely decays.

Little Fatty was also curled up in the Artifact Spirit Space, shivering.

He covered his ears and closed his eyes.

He didn't even dare to look outside, for fear of knowing too much and being taken away with him.

He had seen with his own eyes that Chen Feng had killed the sword spirit of a Spirit Treasure-level black sword that was not weaker than him just because of a disagreement.

Outside the forbidden area, the sky was covered with dark clouds, strong winds, and lightning and thunder.

On the high mountains surrounding the forbidden area, the monks looked at the fog that suddenly turned yellow, feeling that a disaster was imminent.

They all left the mountain top as if running for their lives, far away from the forbidden land of hell.

The defenders at the mouth of the canyon looked at the white mist that was constantly spitting out, and they felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Fortunately, the vision left just as quickly as it came.

Soon everything returned to calm.

On the bank of Wangchuan River, beside the ferry.

The song is over.

The yellow mist sinks and the white mist recedes from the riverside.

They were the only ones left by the riverside where Chen Feng was.

Of course, three miles further away, there were some ghosts and monsters who, like Little Fatty, didn't dare to hear or look. They covered their ears and closed their eyes, huddled together and shivered.

"Really, why are you messing with me when you have nothing to do, don't you think so?"

"Yes Yes…"

The three brothers and sisters, the fox-faced corpse demon and the ghost, nodded quickly like chickens pecking at rice.

Even the power of the Underworld Forbidden Land can be mobilized, so where is the exploration here?

This is the young master strolling in the back garden!