"Ma, elder sister, what are they doing?" The golden eggs, who stayed peacefully beside Feng Xi, stared at the few people kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but curiously asked.

Seeing the wind in this scene, I couldn't help but frowned.

Although they didn't understand what they were talking about, it was not difficult to guess it.

They were piously understanding the dark **** because of a word from Pharaoh.

This is behavior, just like that ancient feudal superstition.

"Senior Sister, what should I do now? Go or not?" Looking at the few people on the ground suddenly, the Pharaoh frowned and asked the wind.

Up to now, Pharaoh has understood one thing, and it is a waste of words to reason with these people.

"Let's go!"

Feng Xi glanced at the few people who were still kneeling on the ground, retracted their gaze and said faintly, and walked towards the village gate.

Naturally, the Pharaohs didn't stay for a while, and walked towards the door of the village following Feng Xi's footsteps.

"My lord, my lord...you can't leave the village now..."

Just as Feng Xi was about to step out of the village entrance, Mr. Wu suddenly screamed from behind him.

Feng Xi didn't stop under their feet for the shouts coming from behind, they planned to leave the village quickly.

However, in Fengxi's footsteps, a few people just stepped out of the village gate.

suddenly!

The dark clouds in the sky changed color, and the wind was surging. The sun had just risen from the east, and it was suddenly covered by the rushing clouds.

There was a strange atmosphere in the air full of dark elements.

Others may not be able to tell the difference, but for Feng Xi, who has eight elemental constitutions, he can obviously feel the changes in the element molecules in the air.

The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, and the breath in the air began to become muddy.

Such a situation was something Feng Xi had never encountered when he came to this world.

What's the matter?

Just when Fengxi and the others hadn't figured out what the sudden change was about, a cloud of black mist appeared in the clouded sky.

"Those who dare to offend the gods, die!" That seemed to be an ancient voice from a long distance.

The old Wu who caught up behind him saw the black fog in the sky.

‘Cock! His feet softened, and he knelt down on the ground again with a hurried expression on his face.

But at this moment, they weren’t grunting in the ground, and Wu Lao shouted immediately; “Respected God of Darkness, the benefactor didn’t intentionally offend you just now. Please show mercy and calm down your anger. Please be late. Fengcun must offer delicious sacrifices to Lord God."

A few people at the entrance of the village raised their heads and looked at the clouded sky after the old Wu chanted in panic.

The muddy breath came from the black mist in the sky.

It feels like a huge fluctuation, as if it is so far apart, it can also make people feel the oppression of Mount Tai.

But, what if this is the **** of darkness that is believed in? This is a little strange.

Even if Feng Xi hadn't seen a real god, if there was a **** in this world, it would definitely not be such a muddy breath.

To give the feeling of wind, the power contained in the black mist is like a trip to muddy dirty water.