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The wind whistled, stirring up bursts of sand and dust in the empty land.The moonlight is like a waterfall, casting endless moonlight, illuminating the village shrouded in darkness below.

In such hot weather, the day is always much longer than the night, but it also seems to come to night in an instant.Looking around, the vast undulating fields are covered with a veil of moonlight.

"It's such a pity that there are no crops to grow on such fertile land... and the pair of master and apprentice just now, I hope they can listen to my dissuasion, don't stay too long, and leave here as soon as possible."

The tall man was holding a machete and sitting not far from the village entrance.Different from when the sun had not completely set, his face at this moment was fierce but powerful, and his strong body was shrouded in the moonlight, as if he was wearing a solid armor.Looking from a distance, it looks like a solemn door god.

But the body of this door god was broken. During the day, he could barely keep his whole body under the power of the sun, but now it looked tattered under the moonlight. Even the arm holding the knife had large chunks missing, as if it had been hardened by something terrible. It's like tearing it apart.

"There are still practitioners in this era. Hey, it's really rare! However, I hope they won't meddle in their own business here, otherwise their lives may be in danger..."

"You are worthy of being the great protector of the calamity. As the sect god of thousands of families, you still retain some divine power even in this calamity."

The sudden sound was ethereal, as if it came from the void, and seemed to come from all directions.This voice was like a ghost. Just by echoing here, it was stained with a layer of frost on the ground.

At this moment, as if he didn't notice the other party's increasingly cold expression, the faint voice continued to echo with a joking tone:

"But... with your broken body and the lost artifact, how long can you last and how many lost people can you save now? In the end of the catastrophe, Haotian fell, the heavens were covered with dust, and the great demon was born. With you, With this resilience, it is better to devote yourself to the supreme master. Maybe you can also create an immortal body, maybe~"

There seemed to be endless temptation in the voice, but it could not shake the heart of the Dharma Protector.He just held the long knife tightly and laughed mockingly:

"It sounds grand. I don't know who was killed by the Xuanjun, the seal. If the supreme master in your mouth had the ability to break the seal, I am afraid that he would have turned into a ghost long ago. He is just a clown, I am What’s there to be afraid of!”

"You——! Ying Hua, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the wine as a penalty. Today next year will be your memorial day!"

"Little devil outside the territory, let me teach you why I am called the Great Heavenly Lord Protector of the Doomsday Tribulation!!!"

Amid the roar, golden thunder roared, penetrating the heaven and earth.At this moment, the golden moon disk is shining, and against the background of the thunder pillar, it is still as dim as a firework.

The originally deficient divine body was quickly replenished, the golden armor breathed out thunder, and the nine-section divine whip held in the hand was surrounded by layers of light patterns, shaking the void. Amidst the roar of the great protector named Ying Hua, it suddenly whipped out. Somewhere into the void.

"Do not!!!!"

The void exploded, and endless blood-colored eyes were densely imprinted in the strange space. This could stop the child from crying at night, but at this moment, his eyes were full of horror and panic.

Under its horrified gaze, the runes formed by the lightning that filled the sky from the bearer of the nine-section divine whip shattered the void, crushing his immortal body inch by inch.

"At the end of the tribulation, I am the one you respect!"

Amidst the roar, the void completely exploded, and the magical demons howled and turned into ashes.But the Great Heavenly Lord, the protector of the Mojia, who was so powerful before, just looked up at the Jade Rabbit in the sky and sighed slowly.

The golden light slowly passed away, and the divine whip in his hand turned into a rusty sword again.

Weakly holding the hilt of the knife, he leaned against the tattered door and smiled bitterly: "After all, this world is no longer what I am familiar with. The end of the tribulation? Hahahahaha, there will be new life after the tribulation. This time , I’m afraid it’s going to be shattered…”

The light slowly dissipated, and the voice of the Dharma Protector became lower and lower, and finally turned into dust and disappeared.

"I just hope... my hometown is still there..."

In its place, only a tattered New Year painting remained. In the painting, a mighty door god was holding a golden whip, with his beard and hair spread out, and his eyes about to split.

On the red paper on the side, two lines of large characters are vaguely visible.

To protect all the people of the world, the Great Heavenly Protector of the Dharma should be robbed!

…………

The world was turbulent, but it seemed to be confined to a small space, without affecting the outside world at all.But Zhang Mingyuan, who walked into the village, still mustered up the courage and asked Tang San:

"Master, that is..."

"Door God, I didn't expect that there is still a god alive now."

Opening his palms, there was obviously nothing on the jade-white palms, but Tang San's enchanting eyes reflected golden light.

"There is no need to worry about him, and there is no need to help him. He does not need our pity. Since he is letting us leave, it means that he has confidence in himself. If we go, it will be a hindrance."

and……

Looking at the seemingly non-existent golden brand in his palm, Tang San couldn't help but be slightly lost in thought.He was amazed that a realm of martial arts that had never been created before had a reference standard so quickly.

"Let's go, let's see what is hidden in Renjiazhuang. A god is actually allowed to stay here."

After regaining consciousness, Tang San clenched his palms, no longer feeling the undulating space behind him, and strode forward.

…………

It is indeed like two spaces. Stepping out, the moon is still there, the wind is still there, but the originally lonely crowd suddenly becomes denser.

Although people's faces still looked a little haggard, the originally deserted streets suddenly became bustling with people.Big red lanterns hung high on both sides of the wide street. Even though it was night, it was still lively.

"This is Renjiazhuang? So just now..."

Zhang Mingyuan, who had little experience, seemed a little shocked. This scene seemed to him like an immortal trick, as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and seas in an instant.

Just when he was looking around curiously, wanting to see what was wrong here, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the alley, grabbed his sleeve and dragged him in.

Before he could react in shock, the young man in burlap clothes with a mustache and an upright face made a "shh" gesture. When he looked around and no one noticed, he breathed a sigh of relief. .

"Brother, why did you suddenly drag me here?"

Zhang Mingyuan asked curiously. He saw that the young man in front of him was not a villain, so he did not panic. Instead, he wanted to learn the information here through the other party.

"Lin Fengjiao, a Taoist priest from Maoshan, came here unexpectedly. But you, how did you get in? This ghost place has been closed for a long time, and outsiders should not be able to enter."

The young man... No, Lin Fengjiao looked Zhang Mingyuan up and down. Apart from the cultivation level of the man in front of her, she didn't see anything special, which made him secretly surprised.

"Your name is Lin Fengjiao? Lin Jiu?"

Suddenly, a question came from behind Lin Fengjiao. This sudden voice made his back shiver. He wanted to make any move, but was instantly held down by Zhang Mingyuan in front of him, unable to move.

At this moment, Tang San had walked up to Lin Fengjiao, his eyes flashing with strange colors.

"Ask me again, are you Lin Fengjiao?"