I just want to be a quiet man

"Any monk who is in the late stage of Qi training can slaughter the huge villa."

"Supposedly, a family like this is under the rule of my holy sect, so it shouldn't and it's impossible to provoke too powerful enemies."

"Even if there is a conflict with someone accidentally, Senior Brother Han Sigu's Life and Soul card has not been broken, and the other party should always consider being a human being and staying on the line."

"That's why the sect initially set it as a task that can only be accepted at the sixth level of Qi training, which is already thoughtful."

"I didn't expect that four groups of people would be lost in a row, and only He Yi escaped from birth and brought back a few words..."

"And just now, with Tang Nanzhai's strength, he was forced to use the Xuanlei Talisman at the very beginning."

"This Han family, what exactly did you provoke?"

Lu Fujiang pondered for a moment, and said: "It should not be a monk. If it is done by a monk, it is impossible to keep the Foundation Establishment Pill Formula, the Red Suteng Vine, or even the entire treasury of the Han family."

"That's right." Jiao Pu nodded, "No matter how the Han's Villa falls, it's after my disciples of the Sacred Sect. If the monks did it, they should have fled long ago. How dare they stay and continue to murder the disciples of the Sacred Sect?"

Lu Fujiang added: "Monsters are also unlikely. If they were monsters, there would be no monsters in the villa, and no matter whether it was the Yinshui magic lotus array or the vegetation in the villa, they were almost completely preserved without any monsters. A sign of the beast's past."

"So..." Jiao Pu raised his head and thought for a while, "It's kind of like... a curse."

He frowned, "Last time He Yi was only at the peak of the eighth level of Qi training, and after seeing the things in the treasure house with his own eyes, he was able to escape back to the sect. But this time, before we came in, we disappeared for nearly ten years outside the village. People. If it’s a curse, I’m worried that it might not remain the same, but it will become stronger as the number of monks who die in the villa increases.”

"If this is the case, it will be troublesome!"

Lu Fujiang was thoughtful when he heard the words, and was about to speak, when a monk suddenly exclaimed in a low voice not far away!

Immediately, the two figures flashed and appeared next to the monk, asking in unison, "Did you find anything?"

"Junior Sister Jiang...is gone!" The cultivator hesitated for a moment, pointing to the open space next to her and said, "Just now she was still here, I looked up and saw her, and before I could speak, she suddenly disappeared."

"Huh?" Jiao Pu and Lu Fujiang looked at each other, and were about to step forward to check, when they suddenly felt the solid floor tiles under their feet suddenly turned into a soft piece...

At this moment, Tang Nanzhai punched the void in front of him with a sullen face.

The wind of the fist was fierce, and there was a killing intent that could only be had by slaughtering countless creatures, causing a gap to crack in the originally dead void.

Exposing the neat and clean bookshelves outside.

He took advantage of the situation to punch continuously, and the crack continued to expand... Finally, following Tang Nanzhai's roar, there was a faint sound of silk breaking in the void.

The next moment, a group of people appeared in the study room, and not far away, a picture of the river of blood in the underworld fell silently, and the little aura that was originally attached to it disappeared.

"Lin Meng isn't here." After Tang Nanzhai came out, he looked around quickly, frowned slightly, and ordered, "Lin Long, feel for him, is he delayed somewhere? Why hasn't he come here for so long."

A female cultivator in white behind him nodded slightly and closed her eyes.

But not long after, she showed a look of surprise, and said uneasy: "Brother Tang, my younger brother... seems to be still at the place where he stopped Zhang Shuo and the others just now."

"Huh?" Tang Nanzhai frowned, and immediately said, "Go and see."

After a while, the group of them looked at the corpses scattered all over the courtyard with livid faces.

If Lin Meng's head hadn't been carefully wiped and placed upright in the middle of the courtyard, they wouldn't have recognized that this was their companion who had been with him day and night!

"Ghost control technique..." Tang Nanzhai stepped forward to hold Lin Meng's head in his hands, checked for a while, and soon found the bruises of the ghost's hand on his neck, his eyes were burning with rage, "Those who dare to kill me... today Zhang Team Shuo, no one can leave Han’s Villa alive!!!”

Chapter 1: Golden Winged Red Line Centipede.

The back house of Han's villa, the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Senior Sister, I've searched all over and found nothing." A female cultivator in pink frowned slightly, and hurried to Guan Xuerui, who was leaning on the beauty and gently shaking her feather fan, and reported, "Even the ground has sent a ghost Infiltrated and inspected."

Not far away, all the monks were empty-handed and disappointed.

Guan Xuerui's feather fan half-covered her jade face, and looked thoughtfully at the lotus pond in front of her that was crowded with lotus flowers and leaves: "Since this lake pavilion has been searched, if the treasure house is here, it is likely to be a treasure house." At the bottom of the lake."

"This pool of flowers and leaves is a little in the way."

After saying that, she casually tossed the feather fan aside, and the two-tailed red fox quickly jumped up and grabbed it.

Seeing Guan Xuerui standing up, forming a formula with both hands, her shape is like an orchid, her long hair moves without wind, and a little green light gradually lights up in her eyes.

A moment later, there was a sudden gust of wind on the lake, Guan Xuerui's red dress was pulled back and forth, and countless green light spots were forcibly pulled out from the flowers and leaves all over the lake, and converged between her palms.

"Senior Sister Guan is really ingenious." Seeing this, the female cultivator in pink skirt twitched her eyebrows and couldn't help admiring in a low voice, "This [Health Preserving Technique] was originally used by us to restore our bodies, but Senior Sister used it here to solve the problem of the full pool. Flowers and leaves, there is nothing more suitable."

When everyone heard the words, they all nodded in agreement.

At this moment, the two-tailed red fox suddenly opened its mouth, let the feather fan fall, and let out a scream!

Guan Xuerui was startled, she stared at it, but saw a pond full of lotus flowers, shedding tears of blood...

Immediately, the swaying lotus flowers gradually revealed their true faces because of being robbed of their original vitality by the [Health Preservation Technique].

With heads in all directions, they quietly stared at Guan Xuerui and his party in the pavilion in the center of the lake.

... Houshan, Han's Ancestral Hall.

The doors and windows were suddenly closed, the lights were turned off, and everyone was instantly plunged into darkness!

Pei Ling immediately pulled out the life-hating knife on his back with his backhand.

The accident happened suddenly, but all the monks present were in the late stage of Qi training. Although they were not shocked, Zhao Changan quickly lit a ghostly green ghost fire, and saw ghosts coming out of the ground, walls, and roof of the main hall.

There are men and women, old and young, and there are even a lot of monsters mixed with the resentful souls. It looks densely packed, and there are thousands of them.

Simple resentful souls are not enough to move everyone, but the aura of these souls is not weak. After a rough scan, almost all of them are above the seventh level of Qi training!

"Get out!" Seeing the last scene, everyone's expressions changed.

Without Zhang Shuo, they couldn't deal with so many resentful souls in the late stage of Qi training.

Zhao Changan shouted, and took out a blood flag first. The flag was red like blood, and in the middle was a bloody mouth with two pairs of fangs gleaming coldly.

Stimulated by his spiritual power, the big mouth on the blood flag seemed to come alive. It suddenly rushed out of the flag, and sucked it hard, and the resentful souls that rushed to his face were suddenly swallowed by it involuntarily!

As the number of resentful souls swallowed increased, the blood-colored flag moved without wind, constantly showing various shapes of limbs and faces.

It seems that the resentful soul swallowed by the huge mouth is struggling desperately inside.

"Go back!" Zhao Changan's face turned red, and for a moment, he had no choice but to scold in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to point at the giant mouth. The giant mouth let out an unwilling roar, and instantly retracted to the surface of the flag.

Due to the return of Jukou, the fluctuations on the flag surface suddenly decreased a lot.

It's just that Zhao Chang'an is temporarily unable to restrain the resentful souls in large numbers, so he can only wave the flagpole and use it as a spear: "Junior Sister Lu, hurry up!"

"Xiao Jin, go quickly!" Lu Luqiang didn't need him to urge, she had already sacrificed the golden-winged red-threaded centipede, this insect is indeed specialized in countering ghosts and ghosts.

Although it is only the size of a finger, it is not afraid to face many resentful souls. Instead, it is as if it has encountered a rare delicacy, and it can't wait to meet it.

Two pairs of golden wings waved, like a little golden light, quickly shuttled between the resentful souls.

Wherever he went, the resentful souls were silently dimmed and annihilated.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly gathered together and rushed towards the gate!

However, halfway through, the golden-winged red-line centipede suddenly let out a sharp neigh!

Lu Luqiang, who was closely connected with it, suddenly felt dizzy, and stood still involuntarily, her eyes were distracted.

"Junior Sister Lu?" Xu Song was startled when he saw this, and quickly turned his shield to knock away one of the resentful souls that was about to attack. However, the light in the room was dim at the moment. He had already quietly approached Lu Luqiang, and was grabbing her eye sockets.

Just when he was about to call Zhao Changan and Li Xiaqing before he could rescue him, a bloody white bone knife stretched out not far away, and stabbed into the resentful soul. Where the blood touched it, the resentful soul was like foam, In an instant, it was wiped out.

"What a powerful evil spirit!" Xu Song's pupils narrowed slightly, but he didn't have time to think about it at the moment. He waved the bronze shield and swept out a clearing, forcing away several resentful souls who wanted to make trouble.

"...Xiao Jin, come back quickly!" After a brief absence, Lu Luqiang finally came back to her senses, held back the discomfort in her head, flew out with a long whip in her hand, and scattered the resentful souls who were too late to dodge, and shouted anxiously ,"quick!"

Everyone heard the words and followed the reputation, and saw that the golden-winged red-line centipede, which was like a fish in water among the resentful souls, was caught by a particularly solid resentful soul.

Looking at the appearance of that resentful soul, it was a young girl in her twenties and eight years. On her translucent face, there were two lines of blood and tears, and her pale and translucent hands were fiercely tearing at the golden-winged red-threaded centipede.

The original two pairs of wings of the golden-winged red-lined centipede have only one left, and more than half of the hundreds of pairs of legs have been broken.

The golden-winged red-lined centipede, which was showing off its might just now, is already on the verge of death.

"Ninth level of Qi training!" Li Xiaqing gasped, damn it, what happened to the Han family?

How could there be resentful souls from the ninth level of Qi training here?

She hastily reminded, "Golden-winged red-line centipede's cultivation base is too low to deal with resentful souls at the ninth level of qi training... use fire to attack!"

While speaking, Zhao Chang'an had once again summoned the ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp and smashed it heavily at the resentful soul.

In an emergency, Pei Ling also summoned a cluster of cold marrow fire, followed closely behind.

Two balls of fire, one green and one blue, flew to them one after another. Although the resentful soul had a high level of cultivation, but with low intelligence, he let go of the golden-winged red-threaded centipede without hesitation, and grabbed a cluster of flames with one hand.

The ghostly green ghost fire only ignited for a while and then went out instantly. However, the cold marrow fire has a domineering temperament, and it forcibly followed its tiger's mouth and burned towards the arm.

The golden-winged red-lined centipede took the opportunity to escape back to Lu Luqiang's sleeve!

Seeing this, everyone looked at Pei Ling in surprise, but they didn't bother to ask more questions at the moment: "Let's go!"

After they rushed to the gate, Xu Song slammed his fist heavily on the door frame, but the door panel remained motionless, instead several talismans lit up out of thin air.

"Damn it, it's a trap!" Xu Song roared angrily, "Hold on, I'll make a living."

While speaking, he pushed the bronze shield aside, took out the ghost hand compass, and calculated quickly.

And at this moment, the young girl's resentful soul suddenly reached out, grabbed a few resentful souls who were at the seventh level of Qi training beside her, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it loudly.

Following its devouring, the aura flourished, and the cold marrow fire on the arm finally slowly extinguished.

The girl's resentful soul swallowed the last piece of her finger, raised her head, and with her empty eye sockets, she fixedly looked at Pei Ling through the many resentful souls!

Chapter 1: Changes happen!

At this moment, Pei Ling's whole body was covered in blood-colored gauze, and the pale blade of the life-hate knife was reflected in crimson.

His heart was full of murderous intent, but his mind was extremely calm. He noticed the gaze of the young girl's resentful soul, and instead of being afraid, he gave it a cold glance. He swung his long knife, and chopped a pounced resentful soul to ashes.

The girl's resentful soul raised her head, let out a mournful howl, and immediately the whole figure rushed towards him!

"Be careful!" Seeing this, Lu Luqiang hurriedly reminded her, and swung out her long whip, trying to stop Pei Ling.

However, the speed of the resentful soul at the ninth level of Qi training was extremely fast. Just as she made a move, the young girl's resentful soul had already rushed in front of Pei Ling.

Seeing that its five fingers were like claws, ready to grab Pei Ling Tianling Gai, Zhao Chang'an and the others sighed secretly, and made preparations for Pei Ling's tragic death on the spot.

The next moment, Pei Ling's whole body turned into a cloud of blood, and instantly appeared behind the girl's resentful soul. The blood was profuse all over her body, and the life-hate knife was as lustrous as blood, and she slashed down fiercely!

The Life-Banning Knife was as fast as lightning, but just after it cut into the body of the girl's resentment, the girl's Wraith turned into a cloud of black mist, and wrapped around Pei Ling's arm along the Life-Banning Knife.

There was an extremely dangerous cold air coming from the blade. Pei Ling didn't have time to think, but his body had already reacted instinctively. The cold marrow fire immediately spread along the meridians, spread to the arm, and wrapped around the blade!

Hei Wu was very afraid of the cold marrow fire, and quickly retreated from the blade, turning into a young girl again, and at the same time slapped Pei Ling heavily with one claw.

The cultivation base was two small realms short, and at such a short distance, Pei Ling had no time to use the vampire escape method, so he immediately raised his knife to block.

clang!

The claw of the girl's resentful soul hit the Bisheng knife, and a huge force suddenly came from the blade, causing Pei Ling to retreat repeatedly.

Seeing this, the resentful souls around immediately swarmed over, scrambling to rush towards Pei Ling, drowning him in an instant!

"Junior Brother Pei!" Zhao Chang'an and the others were taken aback. They saw the young girl's resentful soul pounce on Pei Ling just now, and said that the newly-acquainted junior brother would definitely die. There is a return.

But unexpectedly, the accident came so suddenly.

A flash of shock and helplessness flashed in Lu Luqiang's eyes, and she muttered in a low voice: "Damn it, how can I tell Junior Sister Jin when I go back..."

"Senior Brother Xu, how long is it?" Li Xiaqing flipped her bare hands, the bronze mirror in her hand was shining brightly, and wherever it was illuminated, resentful spirits ran away screaming.

It's just that she didn't have any joy on her face, but looked at the resentful soul in front of her, and urged in a deep voice, "With Senior Brother Zhang's cultivation level, he couldn't resist just now. This place is not easy, so we have to leave quickly! change!"

"Hurry up!" Xu Song looked serious, and the pointer of the ghost hand compass turned wildly. He took the time to say, "Hold on for a few more breaths!"

Before the words fell, not far away, the power of the cold marrow fire exploded.

Everyone followed the prestige, Pei Ling's eyes were ice blue, his expression was stern, the raging blue fire and the bloody evil energy complemented each other, with him as the center, all the resentful souls were wiped out within ten steps.

"Junior Brother Pei!" Lu Luqiang was stunned and couldn't help being overjoyed. Just as he was about to speak, Xu Song suddenly felt relieved, and the compass floated in front of his chest. go!"

"Squeak..."

The door, which had been closed for a long time, lit up with several dim lights, and finally opened slowly.

Xu Song escaped first, followed by Li Xiaqing who was the closest.

Zhao Changan was about to follow, but he just turned around when he caught a glimpse of the beaded curtain in front of the altar out of the corner of his eye, and stretched out a fingertip, as if he wanted to push the beaded curtain away again.

At the same time, the door that had just been opened suddenly stopped.