The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

The leisurely look of the green-faced woman disappeared in an instant. She prostrated herself on the ground in panic, a cold sweat breaking out on her back. She swallowed her saliva, and shivered with a pale face.

"Master Hui, there are no girls of the right age in Xi Que Village."

"How could there be none? I have prepared so many people."

"They...they all went to Xier's wedding banquet. There are no masters there."

The village chief turned around and stared at her with cold, bloodthirsty eyes, "Since there is no one else, then you take over!"

"No! Don't do that! Village chief, I'm your daughter, how can you be so cruel?"

"Yuanyuan, be good. Am knows that you are the most obedient and sensible person. You also want Am's plan to succeed, right? It doesn't matter if you have to pay something for it, right?"

"Hurry up, cover the lady's mouth and drag her away to wash up. We'll need her for the wedding banquet tonight!"

"Yes." The guard said as he walked quickly towards the green-faced woman. The green-faced woman dodged in panic but was quickly captured.

"No...no..." The green-faced woman struggled in fear and stretched out her hand towards her, begging for her to soften her heart.

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At this moment, Nan Zhiyi suddenly felt the resentment around him surging, and the bottleneck of his long-standing practice had begun to loosen under the impact of a large amount of power.

It looks like the Wansha Formation is about to be completed. Here comes the delicious dessert.

"Let's go to the Wutong tree." Nan Zhiyi immediately stood up, picked up the sword, hugged Qian Yujun, and rushed out.

When the others saw this, they continued drinking as if it was nothing strange. Anyway, as long as it didn't cost them their lives, they didn't want to care, and they couldn't care, about what he did.

The delicious smell of hatred, resentment, despair, and painful struggle, like sour, sweet, and bitter ice cream, kept seeping into Nan Zhiyi's mouth and nose.

He looked at the two freshly-minted ghosts standing in front of him and marveled at them.

"No, you can't go in there. The Ten Thousand Evils Formation is rioting. If you go in or out, you will be corroded by the evil spirit and go crazy."

"It's just a mere Ten Thousand Evils Formation! I've been to the Soul-Breaking Ridge, so why would I be afraid of this?" Nan Zhiyi said as he teleported to the phoenix tree.

The two of them watched helplessly as they fled into the distance.

"I said you painted?"

"it is good."

"Jia Liu, Ding Si..."

The two of them worked in perfect harmony, and soon the Wansha Formation was changed as they operated and completed ahead of schedule.

A red light shot up into the sky with the paulownia tree as its origin and quickly expanded outward, covering the entire Magpie Village, forming a blood-red area visible to the naked eye.

The first time a spirit appeared in front of everyone, everyone panicked and looked for places to hide.

Nan Zhiyi looked at the red light from inside destroying the phoenix tree, revealing the willow tree inside, and couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know who set up this formation. He is really an outsider.

The Ten Thousand Evils Formation uses the locust tree as its eye, and requires the sacrifice of tens of thousands of lives. It takes thousands of years to form, and once formed it can slaughter immortals and destroy gods. "

"It must be very powerful. Should we escape first?" Qian Yujun looked at Nan Zhiyi who was calm and composed, and asked in surprise.

Nan Zhiyi waved her hand and looked at the Wansha Formation with disdain, "This isn't even a low-profile copycat version, it's just like a child playing house, there's no need to run.

First of all, the center of the formation was chosen wrongly, and only a few hundred people were sacrificed, and the time was only one or two hundred years. Later, the core of the formation was replaced.

To be honest, if you were given another ten years, I think you could break the formation by yourself."

"You little brat, you are so arrogant." The village chief discovered that the formation was activated and rushed over immediately. He heard Nan Zhiyi talking nonsense here and was very angry for a moment.

Without even a word, he rushed towards him, and instantly shot out countless soul spikes at them, "Thousands of spikes shock the soul."

Nan Zhiyi looked at the overwhelming soul nails, which were like rain. She waved her hand and Hong Ling rolled and swung them back to her.

The village chief dodged the soul nail rain in a panic. He slapped the fish basket he was carrying, and countless poisonous insects crawled out of it and quickly flew towards Nan Zhiyi and the others.

At this time, a melodious flute sound was heard. The insect was controlled by the unknown flute sound, stopped moving, and stood stiffly in place.

The village chief hurriedly took out the flute he carried with him and started playing it, struggling for control with the person hiding in the dark.

"You go and help disrupt it." Nan Zhiyi put Qian Yujun down and approached the willow tree alone.

"What about you?" Qian Yujun drew out his sword and controlled the poisonous insects that kept cutting the ground, while blocking the attacks of the ghosts.

"I'm going to recycle the garbage." Nan Zhiyi chuckled, and flew over the layers of willow vines and quickly approached the tree trunk.

"This willow tree has become a demon, does it need my help?"

"It is still far from being a demon. This world does not allow it. At most, it is a demon with a little intelligence.

Don't forget that I am thirty years old, and you are just twenty."

As Nan Zhiyi spoke, Hong Ling rushed out and instantly entangled the branch that was trying to bypass her and attack Qian Yujun. With a fierce pull, it broke into pieces.

The roots that wanted to launch a sneak attack from underground were nailed to the ground by the soul nails he borrowed from the village chief, and they could not move.

With the help of the mysterious man, Qian Yujun quickly got rid of the poisonous insects on the ground and kicked the village chief to the ground.

She covered her injured chest, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and stared at them with resentment.

"You damn bastards, you dare to destroy my hard work. I'm going to kill you! Kill you!" She said as she quickly chanted a spell.

No, she wanted to activate the power of the formation.

Qian Yujun used his lightness skills to rush in front of her and stabbed her, chopping her into a paste without giving her any chance to finish the spell.

The village chief looked at him angrily. He didn't expect that he would die so hastily.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened. Her soul frantically absorbed the evil spirits of the people around her and became more and more condensed.

Nan Zhiyi pulled out a branch he had picked up from the willow tree, and the willow tree instantly collapsed and turned into ashes. Countless blood-red evil spirits rushed in, half of which was absorbed by him and the other half was absorbed by the soul of the village chief.

Nan Zhiyi waved his hand to set up a protective shield for Qian Yujun, and then went forward to meet the village chief's soul body.

Qian Yujun watched in amazement as all the resentful spirits disappeared the moment they approached him. "Do you want to help Young Master Qingyi and the others?"

"No need, Master Liaokong is here, he will help them."

"Master Liaokong, don't open the door. There are too many people here and you can't shelter them." A villager panicked and grabbed his hand on the door handle.

"Amitabha, good, good. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Please take your hand away and don't interfere with me saving people."

"Why don't you listen to advice, you old bald donkey? Do you know who is outside? You dare to open the door. Aren't you afraid of killing us all?"