"Damn it!"

Hu Chunsheng gritted his teeth and restrained his companion's body.

At the same time, he looked around, his spiritual awareness reaching its peak.

But……

No!

Nothing!

The surroundings were as quiet as ever, and the houses on the street stood empty, like ghosts that should have died long ago.

Only the smelly blood stains on the ground were silent proof of the tragedy that had just occurred.

No one saw what it was that killed this companion.

"Everyone stay together, don't scatter, and always open the spiritual shield."

Hu Chunsheng remained calm and reminded.

At the same time, he looks for a relatively safe direction based on his talent and secret skills.

"Come with me!"

The group of people no longer had the relaxed state of mind before, and observed the surroundings with great nervousness.

However, apart from the underlying sense of crisis, they could not find any traces of living creatures or evil spirits.

We walked on the street for some distance again.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

There was a faint sound of dripping water, which was particularly clear in the silent darkness.

A hint of coldness continued to seep into the body surface.

It's chilling.

Hu Chunsheng frowned and looked in the direction of the sound of water drops. He was about to speak, but his eyes widened in surprise.

"Lao Hu?"

Xiong Batian made a strange sound.

But soon, he also opened his mouth wide and could not speak.

In their eyes, there were three companions who were watching from left to right without realizing it, with nervous expressions on their faces.

His face looked normal.

However, below the heads of the three people, there was nothing.

Nothing is left.

Only the thick blood fell drop by drop on the ancient streets.

Very weird.

"I……"

Seeing Hu Chunsheng's gaze, the three of them finally noticed, before they had time to say a complete sentence.

The head that was still in the air suddenly fell to the ground.

Everyone is a person who has experienced hundreds of battles, but facing such a strange situation, they can't help but feel frightened and have a chill in their whole body.

Until now, they haven't even seen the enemy's face!

"hateful……"

Xiong Batian clenched his fists and his whole body was shaking with anger.

"Don't let me catch you!"

Hu Chunsheng was also itching his teeth with hatred.

They are monsters who came out of a mountain forest and have extremely deep feelings.

"The longer you stay here, the more dangerous it becomes."

Hu Chunsheng held back his grief and pointed the direction: "Go this way!"

*****

After some twists and turns.

Xiong Batian and others arrived in front of a simple and solemn temple.

This temple is made of bricks and stones and looks seamless.

The walls are somewhat worn and still have signs of weathering.

But you can feel the wildness and simplicity coming towards you.

"Is this place... really safe?"

Xiong Batian asked worriedly, sweating.

Hu Chunsheng: "Believe me."

Before they opened the door, a hoarse question came from the temple.

"Who is coming...?"

A depressing atmosphere that seems to be absent spreads.

Hearing this, many monsters became vigilant, with a faint momentum, ready to take action at any time.

Any existence encountered in such a ghost place must be dealt with with caution.

"This is……"

Xiong Batian's hair stood on end and he was breathing heavily.

Hu Chunsheng's heart skipped a beat, and he smelled something familiar in this depressing feeling.

He stood upright and said respectfully.

"My Excellency, Hu Chunsheng, I wonder who you are..."

"come in."

Xiong Batian and others were worried and looked at Hu Chunsheng.

Hu Chunsheng glanced behind him. Perhaps that unknown evil spirit was behind him.

There is no time to hesitate.

"Walk."

Under his leadership, the group of people slowly opened the door.

As they walked into the temple, they all felt a deep gaze sweeping over them.

It was like being watched by an indescribable terrifying being.

"What a strong sense of oppression..."

"Is it evil? Or a monster?"

They were breathing heavily, sweating on their backs, and feeling uneasy.

The qi and blood in Xiong Batian's body were stimulated and surged on their own.

He thought to himself: "What on earth is it?"

"You can actually put so much pressure on me?"

Walk into the main hall.

Hu Chunsheng saw four mediocre human monks, with weak auras and not worth mentioning.

He looked past the four people and raised his head.

In the place where the statue of the god should have been placed in the temple, a tall figure with a dark body was sitting.

The surface of the red and black armor was covered with countless barbs and sharp corners.

Mysterious power flows, giving off a disturbing color.

It seems that he is still breathing in and out rhythmically, absorbing certain substances in the air.

This armor is alive!

The whole person's temperament is as deep and terrifying as an abyss or a mountain.

Staring at him was like staring into a bottomless abyss.

Next to this man, there was a rather mysterious black panther, staring at them coldly with ink-colored vertical pupils.

The black panther looked down and spoke slowly.
To be continued...