I just want to be a quiet man

They were so anxious that they searched from house to house inch by inch, and even leaned on the wall, opened the door with a bamboo pole, and searched carefully. The dry well in the village, the wing house that the villagers have not used for a long time, the grove in the village... No, no, nothing. !

Even the village head took people to the underground secret room, but still found nothing, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

But at this moment, on the side of the road that must pass through the village, the casual cultivators stood loudly, but their expressions were very relaxed.

"I really didn't expect that this little trick of concealment could turn them around."

"After all, they are all mortals, so it would be strange to see through our Xingzang."

"The main reason is that this place is weird. I thought that these ordinary-looking villagers would have some special means when they were in a hurry..."

"Strange! Lord Shi and Su Zhentian's fairies, why haven't they come back yet? Could something have happened?"

"I don't know. In fact, it's fine if they don't come back now, we can keep hiding like this. On the contrary, if they come back and know what happened, they will probably ask us to draw lots."

"That's right. Now it seems that the most dangerous and weirdest place in this village is the funeral. As long as we don't go to the funeral, nothing will happen."

The casual cultivators chatted unscrupulously, and the village head and villagers ran back and forth beside them, their expressions becoming more and more anxious each time. The last time, when the village head staggered past, his face was wet and his chin was dripping with water. I can't even tell if it's sweat or tears.

It's just that in the eyes of ordinary people, the roadside is empty, and they can't see the foreigners they are looking for at the moment, they are all standing there, watching their anxiety, with cold eyes.

Even laughing and having fun.

Seeing that the outsiders could not be found anywhere, the village chief knew that something was wrong, and counting the time, the sun would be gone, so he staggered into the underground secret room alone, came to the statue, knelt down beside the weeping woman, and kowtowed repeatedly , praying to the gods who have not responded for a long time to save Zicun.

However, after begging and begging, dark spots quickly appeared all over the village chief's body, and then quickly festered, abscessed, and rotted... In the end, he died in a horrific way just like the weeping woman.

Night has come!

In Zi Village, as night fell, all the villagers rotted to death amidst crying.

The woman washing clothes by the river, when she was rinsing her dress, found that the flesh on her hands was washed into the bottom of the river together with the saponin, and her white skeleton was quickly exposed; The firewood fell to the ground at the same time, it was his flesh and blood; the children playing in front of the door chased each other, and the flesh and blood spread all the way... At the end of the flesh and blood, there were a few small, ungrown skeletons, which kept running posture, slowly fell to the ground.

Except for a few casual cultivators who watched, most of them were indifferent.

It is probably difficult for casual cultivators to survive. They have long since wiped out a lot of sympathy under heavy pressure. Besides, they are mere ordinary people. There is still something wrong with this village. It may be a good thing for these people to die.

But soon, they discovered that black spots also appeared on their already enlightened bodies, and, at a speed visible to the naked eye, they began to rot.

Many casual cultivators couldn't help being shocked!

Afterwards, they began to take pills and perform healing techniques one after another, but they had exhausted all their means, but there was no effect at all.

"what happened?"

"Curse! This is the curse that the village chief said!"

"We are not villagers of this village, why are we also cursed?!"

For a while, they were in a mess.

At this time, whoever remembered it and shouted: "What the village chief said just now may be true. Some of us violated the rules of the village!"

Originally, none of the casual cultivators believed what the village chief said.

After all, Fairy Qiao, who was so innocent, died inexplicably because she believed in this village...

But now, everyone is cursed, and any possibility of self-help must not be let go.

Therefore, this sentence reminds everyone at once!

"Quick! Let's draw lots immediately!"

While speaking, all the casual cultivators rushed to the village head's house immediately.

However, after searching around, they couldn't find the village head at all. Fortunately, the bamboo tube for the lottery was in the inner room of the village head's house, and they found it quickly.

At this moment, the whole body of the casual cultivators has few pieces of good meat, and they are rotten to a bad shape, with bones exposed in many places.If it is a mortal, at this point, he must have lost his breath.

However, the monk's vitality is strong, but he can still support it.

"Quick! Quickly draw lots!" A monk grabbed the bamboo tube and shouted sharply.

The other rogue cultivators didn't care too much, and came up to draw lots together in a hurry.

However, all the monks who drew out their lot felt a chilly air descending suddenly, quickly lingering around their sides.

Somewhere, they felt another powerful curse coming.

Yes, it's night, and all the bamboo sticks have become sacrificial sticks!

Bang, bang, bang...

The casual cultivators held their sticks with unwillingness on their faces, and fell to the ground one by one...

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Tribulation and thunder rolled.

The murderous spirit spreads inside and outside Sang Village.

Qiao Ciguang's dress was already blood-colored, and there were small puddles of blood on the soles of her feet. She was seriously injured, but under the feeding back of the Heavenly Tribulation Power, her injuries were recovering rapidly.

Not far in front of him, the village head of Sang Village had suffered several rounds of thunderstorms, and now he was disheveled, disheveled, and very embarrassed.

As for the main hall of the worship hall, most of it has also collapsed, and the decorations with lights and festoons have also been covered with a layer of sand and gravel. The original celebration has disappeared.

Right now, the only person who has not been affected in the slightest is the groom.

Just now, the village head of Sang Village tried his best to fight the catastrophe several times, injured himself, and forcibly blocked one attack after another for the groom.

The catastrophe is not over yet, but Qiao Ciguang already has the upper hand.

No matter any tricks of ghosts and monsters, under the might of Huanghuang Tianwei, they will disappear in smoke!

Chapter 331: Twelve Cities in Sangjian.

"Your calculations can be said to be deep." Qiao Ciguang was stunned, countless brilliance bloomed on the Wanxuan branch, she focused on the village chief of Sang Village, and said coldly, "Unfortunately, the might of the sky is far beyond your imagination! And , you don’t understand, the background of Suzhen’s innocent inheritance!”

This village head of Sang Village is very strong!

The calculation is also extremely sinister.

But the other party shouldn't use [Heart Demon Dayan Curse] on her!

If there was no [Heart Demon Da Yan Curse], her condition at that time was extremely bad, and she might not even be able to catch the first round of tribulation thunder, and she would have died by now.

And the other party, in order to prompt her to worship, used this spell to help her recover, even surpassing the heyday. After the catastrophe, now her foundation is more stable, her cultivation base has greatly increased, and her strength has returned to the peak. Under the suppression of the thunder, this thunder can no longer do anything to her!

And next, Qiao Ciguang wants to kill the village chief and the bridegroom before the end of the thunder calamity, with the help of Tianwei, and with the help of the meaning of the Dao at this moment, to wipe out all traces of the "curse" left here, and end this A long-lasting curse!

She will also use this to prove the truth!

Originally, he was in a hurry to congeal the baby and was not prepared enough. Qiao Ciguang was already prepared that even if he succeeded in crossing the catastrophe, he would only be able to congeal the most basic fairy baby.But now, although the casting of the [Heart Demon Da Yan Curse] has an ulterior motive, it also filled the vacancy in her chance and summoned this catastrophe that exceeded her true strength.

Right now, as long as she successfully crosses the catastrophe, she is still expected to condense the best fairy baby!

Before the words fell, the thunder rolled and exploded in midair, and amidst the rumbling sound, another round of calamity thunder struck down.

Looking at the sky full of thunder and light, Qiao Ciguang's bloody clothes fluttered, his momentum was as solid as a rock, and he held the Wanxuan branch tightly with his bare hands, stepping on foot, making a formula with one hand, and when he swayed it, the Wanxuan branch gave birth to changes, and the buds on it instantly aligned bloom.

No, more than buds bloom on the branches.

Those buds appeared in the mid-air centered on Qiao Ciguang. At this moment, thousands of buds bloomed in full bloom, like a vast sea of ​​flowers that appeared in an instant, almost submerging Qiao Ciguang.

The sea of ​​flowers looks fragile and beautiful, but after appearing, it immediately rushed towards the tribulation thunder that fell overhead.

boom boom boom boom...

Amidst the sound of violent thunder, the entire Sang Village was on the verge of collapse, and soon, it was razed to the ground by the lightning strikes one after another and the unbridled power of the magic weapon.

After a while, the thunder and lightning gradually stopped, revealing the most central scene.

Qiao Ciguang was panting heavily, and there were several scars on his cheeks, his blood was bright red, his skin was more radiant than snow, and the red and white contrasted off, making it even more shocking.Her eyes were as sharp as a sword, and the Wanxuan branch in her hand was full of vitality. She was still absorbing the aftermath of the thunderstorm, and looked coldly at the village chief who was not far away.

The village head of Sang Village did not have such good luck. His strength was indeed stronger than Qiao Ciguang, and much stronger!

But Tianlei is extremely restrained from evil and sneaky, let alone this is a robbery?

In addition, this is Qiao Ciguang's Nascent Soul Tribulation, not the Heavenly Tribulation of the village head of Sang Village. He lingers in Qiao Ciguang's Heavenly Tribulation, and does not conform to the rules of not being able to rely on outsiders for crossing a catastrophe. .

Therefore, under the roar of the thunder, the power of the thunder that the village head of Sang Village has to face is more terrifying than Qiao Ciguang's thunder!

Moreover, every time Qiao Ciguang survives a round of tribulation thunder, she can get the feedback of the tribulation force. It can be said that she has the opportunity to continue to recover and transform.

But the village head of Sang Village didn't have anything, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Right now, in order to protect Pei Ling, the village head of Sang Village can't even dodge any. Every time, he can only catch all the thunderstorms. His whole body is scorched black, and many places are torn apart, revealing black blood stains, and even bones exposed Although the wound was still standing, it was also crumbling, as if it was the last breath left.

"Evil!" Qiao Ciguang shouted coldly, "Today is the time for your death!"

After saying that, Wan Xuanzhi turned into a flying sword, the sword light was like frost, and he slashed at the head of Sang Village.

The speed of the flying sword is extremely fast, and the blade has a purple-blue color. It is a trace of the true meaning of thunder and thunder absorbed by the natal magic weapon after devouring the robbery power. It has a strong restraint and lethality against sneaks.

With a flash of sword light, he was in front of the head of Sang Village.

As soon as he was about to slash him under the sword, there was a sudden silence all around!

The village chief of Sang Village raised his head slowly, his aura suddenly erupted, and his cultivation base was like a volcano erupting, reaching an extremely terrifying situation in an instant.

With a slightly scorched black palm, Wan Xuanzhi trembled suddenly with a slight flick, as if he had been hit hard, and couldn't even maintain the shape of the flying sword. out.

"Hehehehehe... You underestimate the [Heart Demon Dayan Curse] left behind by the master! The catastrophe is transformed by the Dao! The [Heart Demon Dayan Curse] is also the evolution of the power of the Dao!" The head of Sang Village paid attention Qiao Ciguang showed a ferocious smile, "Do you think it was the Heavenly Tribulation that suppressed the [Heart Demon Dayan Curse]?"

"No!"

"Heavenly Tribulation, it is the perfect refinement of [Heart Demon Dayan Curse] into your soul and body!"

"Without this catastrophe, maybe your master's sect really has some means to relieve this [Heart Demon Dayan Curse]."

"But now, even if you seize your body and reincarnate, you still cannot escape the shackles of the [Heart Demon Dayan Curse]!"

"This is the way my former master left behind."

"How could it be that you, a little golden core, can only imagine it!"

Speaking of this, the village chief straightened his back and looked up at the black clouds of calamity in the sky. There was no fear on his face, but a bloodthirsty expression, "As for you want to use this catastrophe to get rid of me...hehehehe ... Ordinary sneaks are indeed afraid of catastrophe, just like a mouse is afraid of a cat, but it is an instinctive fear."

"but……"

"I once, also survived the catastrophe!"

After saying that, a huge mulberry phantom suddenly appeared above his head!

The mulberry tree is so tall that it almost reaches the sky and the earth, and the crown of the tree is pavilions, and there are twelve giant cities on it!

The twelve cities have different styles, but the same thing is that they are all extremely tall and majestic, revealing a sense of simplicity and gravity.

At this moment, almost endless souls of the dead flew out of every city.

The sharp and ear-piercing howls of souls surged like a tidal wave, like thousands of troops charging. For a moment, the momentum of the wave of dead souls was comparable to that of the Jieyun above the sky.

Another round of tribulation thunder fell.

Qiao Ciguang snorted coldly, unmoved by the words of the village chief, and immediately made a move to meet Jie Lei.

boom boom boom boom...

The whole Tianwai Island couldn't help trembling, as if it couldn't bear it, and it would sink to the bottom of the sea anytime, anywhere.

When Wanxuan branches were swaying, thousands of flowers bloomed, and the moon blade fluttered. Qiao Ciguang once again blocked the thunder, and not far away, the river of dead souls rolled back, also blocked the thunder, and firmly protected Pei Ling , is not affected at all.

Soon, tribulation thunder came again.

boom boom boom...

boom boom boom boom...

Boom boom boom...

The roar of thunder was endless.

Pei Ling was still in custody, motionless.

Every time the village head of Sangcun rescued him, he could feel a strong life force fused into his body.

This is the remaining fate of the village chief's son!

As the village chief took more and more shots, especially when he personally blocked the attack several times, Pei Ling gained more and more fate.

I don't know why, but the fate of the village head's son is extremely rich.

He has absorbed it for so long, yet there is still no tendency to exhaust it.

In contrast, with the sacrifice of Kang Shaoyin's eight famous furnaces just now, he has completely absorbed and refined Kang Shaoyin's fate, and the remaining soul of Kang Shaoyin in the soul-raising bag has completely dissipated.