Chapter 970: The Worshiped God of Darkness [2]
"Ma, sister, what are they doing here?" Jin Dandan, who had been staying by Fengxi's side all the time, stared at the few people kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
Looking at the wind of this scene, I couldn't help frowning.
I couldn't understand what was going on in their mouths, but it wasn't hard to guess.
Because of Pharaoh's words, they were religiously understanding the god of darkness.
This is an act, similar to the ancient feudal superstition.
"Senior sister, what should I do now? To go or not to go? Looking at the few people who suddenly knelt on the ground in front of him, Pharaoh asked with a frown on his brows at the moment.
By now, Pharaoh had understood one thing, and it was in vain to reason with these people.
"Let's go!"
Feng Xi glanced at the few people who were still kneeling on the ground, retracted his gaze and said lightly, and walked towards the village gate.
Naturally, the Pharaoh didn't stay for half a moment, and walked towards the village gate with his windy footsteps.
"Your Excellency, Your Excellency...... You can't leave the village yet......"
Just as Feng Xi was about to step out of the entrance of the village, Wu Lao's rushing shouts suddenly came from behind him.
The wind and the few people didn't stop long at the shouting behind them, and planned to leave quickly as soon as they left the village.
However, just as the footsteps of the wind and the crowd had just stepped out of the village gate.
Suddenly!
The dark clouds in the sky changed color, and the wind was surging, and the sun had just risen in the east, and it was suddenly obscured by the swarming dark clouds.
A strange aura was mixed in the air of the dark element.
Others may not be able to tell the difference, but for Feng Xi, who has the eight elemental physiques, he can clearly feel the changes in the elemental molecules in the air.
The surroundings suddenly fell into a gloom, and the breath in the air began to become turbid.
This kind of situation is something that Feng Xi has never encountered in this other world.
What's going on?
Just before the few people could figure out what this sudden change was about, there seemed to be a black fog in the cloudy sky.
"Whoever dares to offend the gods, die!" It was like an ancient voice coming from far away.
The old Wu and the others who caught up behind him saw the black fog in the air.
'Gurgling! His feet went limp, and he knelt on the ground again with a panicked face.
At this time, the few of them were not muttering something in the ground, and Wu Lao suddenly shouted; "Respected God of Darkness, the benefactor didn't mean to offend you just now, please be merciful and calm your anger, later, our Lingfeng Village will definitely offer delicious sacrifices to the gods."
There were a few people at the gate of the village, and under the frightened and begging for mercy of the old man, he raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky.
That turbid breath came from the black mist in the air.
It feels like it's a huge fluctuation, as if it's so far away, it can also make people feel the oppression of Mount Tai.
But if this is the god of darkness that is worshipped? It's a little weird.
Even if Feng Xi has never seen any real gods, if there is really a god in this world, it will definitely not be this kind of turbid breath.
Giving the feeling of the wind, the power contained in that black mist is like a trip to muddy and dirty water.