On the shade of this Red Firefly Mountain, waves of gray and white mist rose, and pieces of gray frost continued to transform into the air. These frosts were the size of a palm, and were tilted towards the surroundings with unspeakable coldness and silence.

Baiqi appeared in front of the nostrils of the girl in red and Han Lizong, just like in winter.

If Wang Dong was here now, he could tell that it was just by thinking about it with his toes. This was a sign of the appearance of corpse spirits.

Whether it is a monk or a monster, as long as the soul is strong enough, the consciousness can remain immortal after the physical body is destroyed and a unique species - undead creatures can be formed.

However, if most people do not have the support of subsequent vital energy, their strength will gradually fade away, and even their consciousness will slowly disappear. The final result will either become some kind of energy body attached to special spiritual materials, just like the refining material of the sci-tuo chain.

But some big shots will be exceptions.

Some great masters can find new sustenance and accumulation of vital energy in the void before their consciousness disappears, and continue in another form of life after their life spans, before their consciousness disappears.

In some special cases in the cultivation world, some great masters become undead creatures even stronger than when they were alive.

Oscar curled up, buried his head in his chest, trembling.

He buried his head because he didn't want the girl in red to see his face, but he was trembling, but he was really a little frightened, because he immediately judged that the spitting in the ancestral temple was clearly the Vedic method.

How could Vedic warriors show their power in their ancestral temple now?

The off-white frozen gas quickly swept across the entire Red Firefly Mountain.

Black figures, one after another, quietly appeared in the gray-white fog, and in a strange spiral flying posture, the gray-white fog drilled out of the passages and flew around the group of people in the red-clothed girl.

"What's this?"

The four rookie junior brothers behind Han Lizong started to scream in surprise again.

In their opinion, there were six weird winding men.

These six snailed men were covered with nauseous mold scars and tumors, but their bodies were not entities, but empty black shadows. The strong atmosphere outside them was particularly strong, forming long feather-like frozen frost.

"The immortal creature of the spirit is immortal!"

The girl in red finally reacted completely and roared at Oscar who was curled up beside her with a powerful tit: "Oscar!"

At this time, it is no point in thinking about the affairs of the ancestral palace. Anyway, that is not his personal matter, but the affairs of the entire snail human race. In this roar, Oscar stopped trembling and quietly raised his head. There was no fear on his face, only a teasing expression. He also squeezed his eyes at the girl in red and smiled, "I'm sorry, I lied to you."

The girl in red was stunned.

"You're looking for death!"

In the next snap of his finger, the girl in red reacted, her fingers whirred, and the earthly evil real fire of three colors, black, gold and red, roared out.

"What's going on!"

But at this moment, the girl in red and four Daolangs who had drawn their swords, including Han Lizong, who had been ignored by her, and four rookies, were all covered in cold air, and they found that they could not move any more!

An inexplicable pressure directly suppressed them from the spiritual level.

Or to put it more appropriately, it directly "solidified" them.

This kind of spiritual pressure is completely different from the high-level monks who are familiar to them.

For example, the pressure of the golden elixir monks is like a bright mountain that directly relies on its power to hit their spiritual level. The spiritual pressure from these undead creatures, the pressure is like a cold and frozen that cannot be described in words.

“Wow hahahaha!”

Oscar pounded the ground with a smile, and his fat body shook.

"You foreigners, Wuning, don't know the situation, actually want to come to us to steal holy water. She also pinched a magic weapon to serve as a big shot. As a result, she missed our toilet when she gave you the mark, which made your fat grandfather feel constipated. And just now, your fat grandfather figured out why you looked at our Red Fire Mountain with the expression just now, and then you still slap." Oscar jumped from the ground and looked straight at the lower body of the girl in red with a proud look, "You fat grandfather will open your eyes and take a closer look."

The girl in red wanted to burn Oscar into a ball of ashes at the bottom of the pot, but now she can't even speak, let alone moves.

The spiritual pressure of these undead creatures of the winding wings is even more terrifying than that of the great Jindan monk.

Even when facing the Jindan monk, she was self-righteous and could barely struggle in the blink of an eye after a moment of loss of mind.

"Bad vegetables are bad"

The girl in red wanted to cry and even more wanted to die, but she couldn't even commit suicide. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she fell into the hands of this fat snail man.

"Actually, I have a genius plan. The knowledge passed down from my ancestors to me made me think of it when I saw you." Oscar nodded to the six immortal snails. These immortal snails seemed to be unable to speak, but they obviously had their own consciousness and nodded to him. Oscar turned his head and drooled to the girl in red and continued: "It would be a pity just to study and study you or kill you. It would be better to let you breed these men, inherit their descendants and produce them in large quantities. In this way, we snails have an additional source of meat. If they are diligent and your descendants are also diligent, perhaps in a few generations, we snails will not lack meat at all. According to our cognition, it seems that you outsiders are easy to raise. The sweet potatoes dug out of the ground can make you grow white and fat."

""

His words almost made the girl in red faint.

If there is no savior, this may be the end that awaits her.

Han Lizong was so scared that he even peed out, but when he heard Oscar's words, he was a little secretly grateful.

It's not bad to be alive, and the girl in red seems to be very good-looking.

But just when some indescribable dirty thoughts flashed in his mind, the savior had already arrived.

The wind comes from outside the mountain.

Giant hot air balloon-like lantern flowers suddenly appeared in their field of vision.

"Are they really Vedic people?"
Chapter completed!