Just as the villagers were beating gongs and drums into the mountain to find someone, a black shadow flitted among the mountains and woods.

Looking closer, it was a one-legged monster with black hair and arms above the knees, resembling a human. As the sound of gongs and drums approached, it began to panic, so that even the village woman who was carrying it on her shoulders ignored it, threw it in the grass aside, and then jumped towards the deep mountain.

After being thrown like that, the woman finally came back to her senses under the pain. She suddenly realized that she was on the mountain at the moment, and her expression was still a little blurred, but the villagers' gongs, drums and shouts sounded again, and she hurriedly called out incessantly.

There was a thinner-looking man among the villagers. He heard the shouting first. He put his hand next to his ear, and after listening carefully, he shouted loudly to the middle-aged man who was leading the way: "Brother Qin, I It seems that I heard Aunt Luo's voice, it's over there."

"Where, where is it?" The middle-aged man came to the man in three steps at a time.

At this time, the middle-aged man and others also heard the woman's cry for help, and they followed the sound to look for it. They used the wooden sticks in their hands to push aside the grass and bushes, and only then did they see the village woman from before.

But at this moment, a woman in a yellow shirt was squatting beside the woman, patted her back, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

A villager saw that Aunt Luo was about to go forward, but the middle-aged man stopped her with his hand, pulled out the hatchet from his waist, and shouted warily, "Aunt Luo, Aunt Luo. "

However, the woman seemed to have never heard of it, but the shouts from her mouth kept coming, the surrounding night was dark and the forest was deep, owls howled, wolves howled, frogs croaked and insects hissed again and again, the woman in the yellow shirt still patted the woman on the back without haste .

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help their scalps getting numb, and the hairs all over their bodies suddenly rose. In such an environment, this woman in yellow shirt suddenly appeared, either a fairy or a ghost.

Those two dogs were scared by the mandrill before, but seeing such a weird scene again, they couldn't help but backed up a few steps, and subconsciously came to the middle-aged man's side.

And the hatchet in the middle-aged man's hand was gripped even tighter. With the light of the fire in everyone's hands, he saw that the yellow-clothed woman was holding her feet, and her clothes were bare, but not messy at all. He gritted his teeth and asked tentatively: "Girl, are you a human or a ghost?"

"Have you ever seen such a beautiful female ghost?" Yi Xuedan laughed.

After she finished speaking, she stood up, and under the light of the fire, the shadow behind her gradually lengthened.

When the middle-aged man and other villagers saw the shadow of the woman in the yellow shirt, they felt a little relieved.

"There are shadows and there are shadows, are they people..." Er Gouzi said in surprise.

It's just that before the last word 'ghost' could be said, Yi Xuedan exhaled lightly, and it suddenly turned into a blizzard, freezing the dozens of villagers into ice sculptures in the blink of an eye.

With a few clicks, the dozens of ice sculptures were broken into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Yi Xuedan made a light move, and a billowing blue aura rose from the shattered ice, condensing into a ball, while the corpses of the villagers on the ground turned into ice-blue fine powder one by one.

She opened her mouth, swallowed the cloud of blue air, and said with satisfaction on her face: "Although there is little aura contained in it, the taste of this entrance is different from that of a monk, it really has a special flavor. It’s just that there is more resentment, otherwise if I swallow tens of thousands more mortals, maybe I can advance to another level with my Xuanyin Yousha Art. It’s a pity that Zhang Daoyou is like a piece of wood, otherwise it’s better to be happy with his dual cultivation, and get his strength. With a child body, the effect might be even better."

After finishing speaking, Yi Xuedan rose into the air, randomly found a direction in the air, turned into a startled rainbow, and disappeared.

After she left, most of the ice blue fine powder on the ground began to melt little by little, soaking into the soil, leaving only broken meat and bones all over the ground. However, there is only one slight difference. Instead of melting, it condensed into pieces little by little, and finally turned into a human-shaped ice sculpture.

And his appearance was exactly that middle-aged man from before, I saw that his expression was still a little dazed, and he whispered in his mouth: "Did you die again?"

The middle-aged man stood quietly on the spot, and after a few more breaths, his bewildered expression gradually dissipated, and his appearance changed accordingly.

If Yi Xuedan was still here, seeing this man's new appearance, he would definitely think he saw Zhang Shiping.

However, this person's demeanor and temperament are completely different from Zhang Shiping, I saw a fist-sized fair-skinned child crawling out of his head, but this child is full of seriousness, not the slightest naive.

The child was holding a jade ring. After looking at the direction where Yi Xuedan disappeared for a while, he suddenly laughed: "This girl has the aura of the old ghost of Misty Valley, and it belongs to the Yi family. Human? The fellow Daoist Zhang she was talking about, could it be that boy, is he not yet conceived? No matter, no matter if the spiritual barrier is broken, the Nascent Soul is hopeful, and I don’t need to do anything else.”

After finishing speaking, the Nascent Soul villain submerged into his body again from his celestial spirit cap. The middle-aged man opened his eyes, still confused. He looked around, and it was pitch black everywhere, and his feet were wet and soft on the ground. Feeling, he whispered: "What happened just now, is it raining?"

Then suddenly, he remembered something, and with a look of horror on his face, he ran out of the mountain forest and came down the mountain.

The villagers who were waiting on the small road in the village suddenly saw a figure rushing out of the forest, and several young men with sticks stepped forward immediately. It's just that they saw the blood-stained appearance of the middle-aged man through the light of the fire, and they couldn't help being shocked.

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On the other side, UU reading www.uukanshu. com After Bai Shiyu left, he landed on a small mountain, walked into a mountain wall covered with magic formations without any hesitation, and arrived in Fangshi.

The owner of the workshop here is a hale and hearty white-haired old man, who has cultivated in the middle stage of foundation establishment. As soon as he saw Bai Shiyu, he bowed repeatedly: "I pay my respects to the elder. I don't know what orders the elder has for coming in person?"

"No one else, just use the teleportation circle, go down." Bai Shiyu said. He walked to the depths of the cave, where there was a stone formation engraved with various complicated runes, about several feet in radius.

Bai Shiyu waved his sleeves, and several high-grade spiritual stones full of aura fell into several grooves in the stone formation, filling up about one-third of it. He flipped his hand and took out a bronze-colored teleportation token.

Then as he muttered words, the entire formation gradually glowed with fluorescence, and finally the fluorescent light was in full bloom, and there was a flash of white light, and the others disappeared in place.

The next moment, Bai Shiyu suddenly appeared in the teleportation circle in front of a waterfall. He looked around, then flew up into the air and came to the waterfall.

There was a man with half black and half white hair sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. He held a green bamboo pole and threw the other end into the rushing water ahead.

"Old Ancestor." Bai Shiyu said softly as he fell behind this man.

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