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Xiao Yunyang suddenly stopped and pointed to the house next to him. Several people looked at it together and saw a [-] or [-]-year-old child being gently coaxed by a woman, with a baby lying in a cradle next to him.

Ming Fan stepped forward, and the woman noticed someone coming. She raised her eyes and glanced up, as if she was frightened. She hurriedly picked up the child and hid in the house, closing the door.

Hold the baby, close the door, and lock it in one go.

Ming Fan turned around and asked Rong Hua: "Am I scary?"

Rong Hua actually started to think seriously: "Although she is not as naturally beautiful as me, my junior sister can be considered a sleeping dragon and a phoenix."

"?" Crouching dragon and phoenix chick, who taught him to use it like this? !

Leshan snorted and laughed. Since the junior sister arrived, everyone has gradually become mortal.

Several people circled the village twice more. There were fifty-three households in the village. Some of the people were gone and the houses were empty.

The village is generally not big, and nothing much was found.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened. If it was according to what the old man said, tomorrow would be the day they went to the mountains to pay tribute.

"It seems that this matter will be settled."

Now they bumped into this place by mistake, and they couldn't leave until the monster was removed.

Even if they forcefully break the formation and leave, the road ahead for these mortals in the village is still unknown.

The vicissitudes of the righteous path, eliminating demons and slaying demons, purifying evil and ugliness, and protecting peace in the world.

They have been taught this since they stepped into the immortal gate, and morality does not allow them to sit idly by.

The next day, Ming Fan and others came to the old man's house and agreed to go into the mountain on their behalf today to find out what was going on.

"Ah! Mom, help me!!" A ghost screamed in the silent night sky, frightening the birds returning to their nests in the trees.

"You idiot, what's your name!" Leshan frowned and said displeased.

"Yes, there is a ghost catching me!" He Mu said with a stiff back and trembling.

Lin Wanshu broke the branch that caught his clothes, pulled it off his body, and sighed softly.

"All right."

Seeing it was a branch, He Mu breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at several people.

Lin Wanshu has a mysophobia and he dare not touch her. Rong Hua pulls at him during the day. Xiao Yunyang always has a cold face. He doesn't like it. Leshan... forget it, they don't get along.

In the end, only Ming Fan and Mu Guan were left. They rushed to her side at the right time, hugged her arms, and said pitifully: "Little junior sister, protect me."

Ming Fan had no choice but to push him away, letting him hold him and dragging him one by one towards the mountain.

The mountain road is steep, and the higher you go up, the more evil Mingfan feels.

"Did you smell it?" Ming Fan asked.

"What do you smell?" Several people were surprised.

"Demon."

Several people shook their heads.

"Little junior sister, you must have a dog nose." He Mu looked at her and said seriously.

Ming Fan smiled softly: "Naughty, be careful, I'll beat you up."

He Mu was afraid that his junior sister would not want him either, so he did not dare to speak anymore.

A few people followed the village chief's instructions and groped to find the temple.

There is no door to the temple, and there is only a dilapidated altar table inside. Grass clippings are piled up, spider webs are everywhere, and half of the roof is exposed.

"It's so broken." He Mu covered his mouth.

Several people waved their hands to drive away the smoke and dust.

The Buddha statue in front was a statue of an earth god. The statue looked at the six of them with a smile on its lips. The eight hands behind it were stretched out in the dark, as if to invite someone to come.

Apart from this, there is nothing else in the temple.

If the monster has a real body, it cannot be hidden in this place. If there is no real body... then there is only this statue.

Several people's eyes were fixed on this strange and eerie statue.

"Excuse me, please show up." Lin Wanshu locked his eyes on the statue, and a bloody vine surged out of his hand.

A silence.

Ming Fan stretched out his hand and attacked the statue directly. Her spiritual root now carried the power of thunder and was the nemesis of evil spirits.

Sure enough, the motionless statue of the god was hit by the spiritual energy containing the thunder and came to life. He turned his head stiffly, rolled his eyes up and down, twisted his arms, and threw them towards Ming Fan.

Ming Fan dodged and dodged the attack. Unexpectedly, the statue's body suddenly became soft and twisted at a strange angle. It crawled on the ground, chasing Ming Fan, and slapped Ming Fan with eight hands.

Ming Fan subconsciously leaned back, his palms grazed her, and they were all thrown to He Mu behind her.

He Mu was stunned.

He never dreamed that the junior sister he chose would be the most dangerous existence.

Ming Fan suddenly remembered his second senior brother behind him and turned around with an embarrassed smile: "Oh, I'm really sorry."

He pulled and pushed He Mu casually and pushed him out of the temple: "Get out of here."

At this time, Xiao Yunyang and others also reacted and surrounded the statue.

The blood vine flew out from Lin Wanshu's hand and tied the arms and limbs of the statue. Xiao Yunyang stabbed it with his sword.

The statue was in pain and started to swing wildly. Ming Fan made a seal with his left hand and held a knife in his right hand. The magic formula containing blue and purple spiritual power shrouded the head of the statue.

The idol let out a sharp roar and took advantage of his illness to kill him.

Ming Fan wielded a machete and slashed straight at the neck of the statue, once, twice, three times,

... His head was still stiff, Ming Fan simply threw the knife to He Mu: "Your knife."

That's right, the knife belonged to He Mu. Who would have thought that a weak young man who couldn't take care of himself would have a machete as his magic weapon?

The situation in Wuwang Peak is really complicated, too complicated.

Fu cultivator, sword cultivator, and I don’t know what kind of cultivator, there is no sword cultivator, ah, no, there are some, Xiao Yunyang is one, but whether it is authentic or not, it is difficult to judge.

At this time, under the crushing attack style of several people, the statue was beaten to the left and right.

Ming Fan threw out a bunch of talismans, aimed at the statue, and knocked it down.

There were just a few clicks, and the statue began to crack from the chest. Lin Wanshu took this opportunity to throw out a few blood vines, and used them as whips, inserting them into the body of the statue to stir.

After a while, the statue finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell apart.

A dark body stood out from the broken limbs.

The main body appeared, the statue became furious, and rushed out of the temple with scarlet eyes.

"Stop it!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. The statue rushed out of the temple and rushed towards He Mu in the grass.

At the critical moment, Rong Hua threw out his belt, wrapped it around He Mu's waist, and pulled him over.

The idol flew into the air and fled into the mountains.

Several people followed it in hot pursuit, and before they knew it, they were led to a mass grave.

"No one of you can leave today." The statue spoke, and its voice was like an old bellows, which stung people's ears.

"You little evil devil still wants to cause trouble to the world!"

That idol is just its container. This dark, twisted and gloomy thing at this moment is its true body.

Evil thoughts and evil spirits produce spiritual wisdom, which is called evil spirits.

Mingfan flipped his hands, and a demon-suppressing formation appeared on his fingertips, bounding towards the evil demon.

"You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!" The demon roared, continuously absorbing the surrounding Yin Qi.

During the child period, the yin energy is the strongest.

The evil spirit was sucked into the demon-subduing formation and could not escape, but it could not be saved in a short time.

Just listening to the incantation chanted from its mouth, the black mist around it gradually condensed into substance.

"When I completely sacrifice myself, the Blood Ancestor will grant me supreme power. Die, die, you will all die."

The demon had scarlet eyes and kept mumbling in his mouth, as if he was crazy.

"Do you think you have this chance?" Ming Fan chuckled, cut his finger and squeezed out a few drops of blood.