Jie Lei Yubo is still domineering, centering on the village, rushing in all directions.

There were several traces of scorched lightning strikes on the ground that was originally intact, and along with the smell of fireworks, the texture of colored glaze appeared in the mud.

Even though the five people of Shi Wanli had retreated in time just now, they were still affected by the aftermath of the catastrophe, and they were swept away by the powerful energy from behind.

Bang bang bang...

The five people knocked down countless plants and trees in the middle, and finally all kinds of trees smashed into the depths of the bushes before they got up in embarrassment.

Fortunately, it was not too close to the Jieyun Center, and the injuries were not serious.

They quickly got up, but before they had time to breathe a sigh of relief, they saw another round of thunder and thunder crashing down!

Shi Wanli's expression changed, he hurriedly played a magic technique, supported Ruan Zhi and others, and continued to retreat towards the distance: "Back again! Hurry up!"

Boom boom boom...

The roar of the roaring thunder, the whole island was shaken!

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Catalpa Village.

The white-haired and white-bearded village chief had a pale face, and led the villagers to search for those outsiders everywhere.

They were anxious, looking from house to house, even vacant rooms were lying on the wall, opening the door with a bamboo pole, and carefully searching for the dry wells in the village, the wing houses that the villagers had used for a long time, the small woods in the village... No, no, no. !

Even the village chief took people to the underground secret room, but he still got nothing, his forehead was cold and sweaty, rolling down.

But at this moment, just beside the road that the village must pass, the casual practitioners are standing arrogantly, but their expressions are very relaxed.

"I didn't expect that this little blindfold would turn them around."

"After all, they are all mortals, so it's weird to be able to see through what I am waiting for."

"Mainly this place is weird. I thought that these seemingly mortal villagers would have any special means if they were forced to..."

"Strange! How come Shi Louzhu and Su Zhentian's fairies haven't come back? Nothing happened, right?"

"I don't know. Actually, it doesn't matter if they don't come back now, we can keep hiding like this. On the contrary, if they come back, knowing what happened, they will probably ask us to draw lots."

"Yes. It seems that the most dangerous and weird place in this village is the funeral. As long as we don't go to the funeral, nothing will happen."

The casual practitioners chatted unscrupulously. The village chief and villagers ran back and forth beside them, looking anxious every time. The last time, when the village chief staggered past, his face was wet, and water stains could not keep dripping from his jaw. It is not even clear whether it is sweat or tears.

It's just that in the eyes of ordinary people, the roadside is empty, and there is no way to see the outsiders they are looking for at this moment. They are standing there, watching them with anxious eyes.

Even laughed for fun.

I couldn’t find those outsiders everywhere. The village chief knew that something was wrong. Counting the time, the sun would be gone. He staggered into the underground secret room alone, came to the idol, knelt down beside the crying widow, and repeatedly smashed his head. , Pray for the immortal who has not responded for a long time to save the village.

But begging and begging, the village chief quickly showed dark spots around his body, and then quickly ulcerated, abscessed, rotted... He finally died in a terrifying manner like the crying widow.

It's nightfall!

In Catalpa Village, as the night fell, all the villagers rotted to death while crying.

A woman in a coat by the river, when she was rinsing her dress, found that the meat on her hands, together with the saponins, rinsed into the river bottom, quickly revealing the white skeleton; the farmer who was chopping wood in the house went down with an axe, and Chaihe landed at the same time, it was his flesh and blood; the children playing in front of the door, you chase me, and the flesh and blood shop all the way...At the end of the flesh and blood, there are a few small, ungrown skeletons that keep running. The posture, slowly fell to the ground.

Except for a few people who can't bear it, most of them are indifferent.

Survival in casual cultivators is generally difficult. They have long wiped out a lot of compassion under heavy pressure. What's more, it's just a mere mere mortal, this village is still so wrong, these people are dead, maybe it's a good thing.

But soon, they found that their bodies, which had already entered the Tao, also appeared dark spots, and, at a speed visible to the naked eye, they began to rot.

Many casual repairers can't help being shocked!

After that, they began to take medicine pills and use healing techniques, but the methods were exhausted, but there was no effect at all.

"what happened?"

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

"We are not villagers in this village, why would we be cursed?!"

For a time, they were in a mess.

At this time, I don't know who remembered it, and shouted: "What the village chief said just now may be true. Some of us have violated the rules of the village!"

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

After all, Fairy Qiao, who is so true to heaven, died inexplicably because he believed in this village credulously...

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

Therefore, this sentence reminds everyone at once!

"Quick! Go to the draw now!"

As he spoke, all the casual cultivators rushed to the village chief's house.

However, after searching around, they didn't find the village chief at all. Fortunately, the bamboo tube that was drawn was in the inner room of the village chief's house and was quickly found by them.

At this moment, there were no good pieces of meat all over the body of the San Xiu, and they were rotten to the ground. In many places, dense and white bones were exposed. If it were a mortal, at this point, he would definitely have lost his breath.

However, the monks have strong vitality, but they can still support it.

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

The other casual repairmen didn't think much about it, and rushed up to draw lots together.

However, all the cultivators who had drawn the lottery felt a cold air suddenly descending, and quickly lingered on their side.

In the dark, they felt the coming of another powerful curse.

Yes, at night, all the bamboo sticks have become sacrificial sticks!

Bang, bang, bang...

The casual cultivators were unwilling to hold the lottery, and fell to the ground one by one...

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The robbery is rolling.

The murderous air is everywhere in and outside Sang Village.

Qiao Ciguang's clothes and skirts were already bloody, and small blood pits gathered on the soles of her feet. She was seriously injured, but under the backfeed of the power of the catastrophe, the injuries were quickly recovering.

Not far in front of it, the mayor of Sang Village suffered several rounds of robbery thunder in succession. At this moment, he was very embarrassed with disheveled heads and gray faces.

And the main hall of the worship hall has collapsed for the most part. The lanterns and colorful furnishings are also covered with a layer of sand and gravel, and the original celebration has disappeared.

The only one who is not affected at all right now is the bridegroom.

Just now, the head of Sangcun tried his best to take the catastrophe several times and was injured himself. He also forcibly blocked offensive after attack for the bridegroom.

The catastrophe is not over yet, but Qiao Ciguang has already prevailed.

Regardless of any ghost tricks, under the majesty of the sky, they will disappear!