The horror of the atmosphere made the villagers feel like the sky was falling, and only the old village chief had seen the outside world. The heart was still calm and calm, and immediately took the lead:

"Chenniu Village welcomes you adults..."

The old village chief sang aloud, and the other villagers also spoke together, and the fear of the voice was more of awe.

"call out!"

A short burst of sound broke out. In the blink of an eye, five cultivators appeared in front of the crowd. There were men and women. The head of the man was a young man wearing a black robes and horrible fluctuations.

He was standing in the void, and there was no support at his feet. He faintly glanced at the people in the cold cattle village, and his voice was flat:

"What about the demon fire? Lead the way."

"At the end of the village, in the log cabin, the old farmer leads the way for the adults."

The old village chief quickly replied, and his words were humble.

"When you lead the way, isn't it all bright? Go."

The man was frowning, and his wide sleeves swayed and plundered the old village chief directly into the void, as he flew to the end of the village.

"It is here."

The old village chief was all squatting, pointing to a wooden house.

"Go in and see."

The man's cold voice, flew directly into the wooden house, saw the pile of burning flames, his scorpion suddenly brightened, trembled:

"This is suffocating, bonfire, I have been searching for decades and have not found it. I found it in this backcountry. It is my chance."

"The brothers are cautious and cautious. I always feel that something is wrong." One person stood behind the man and frowned.

"Yes, I think so. If this is a bonfire, how can it appear here, and the suffocation will be extinct. I am afraid that the miles will be lost."

One of his beautiful women said quietly.

"Is this a bonfire with a master?"

The man’s fever of the year suddenly fell, guessing.

"It is possible that the villagers said that this is the residence of a little girl, it may be the bonfire she left." Some people guessed.

"Little doll? Hey, I think she just discovered it inadvertently. How can a little girl be able to conquer the bonfire? Let me see the power of this bonfire, that is, the possession of the Lord will fall into my hand and become mine."

The man snorted with a sigh of relief, and said that he would have to take the bonfire, and he had longed for a long time for the bonfire.

In the year, the man’s body spirit flashed, giving off a sigh of anger, and went straight to the bonfire, completely disregarding the dissuasion of the same brother.

However, when the man touched the bonfire, his body was like a ignited, burning in an instant, it was the same door that could not be ruined, but there was a tendency to become more and more fierce.

"what!"

A scream of screaming sounded, and the man was burned to ashes. The bonfire had not stopped yet, but it was even more vigorous. It seemed to burn the remaining cultivators.

The remaining four cultivators were shocked and stunned. They repeatedly flew away and shouted to ask the elders to come.

The villagers who rushed to the scene saw the pictures of these high-level cultivators who fled and fled, and they did not know what happened, but they were deeper about the so-called demon fire.

As soon as the immortals left, the villagers also dispersed, and the cold cattle village returned to calm. Only after the third day, there were also immortals coming. The head of the village was a white man who had to be white, with four people who had escaped before. The immortal.

"Uncle Shi, in the wooden house." Road to the cold cattle village, a disciple reminded.

"boom!"

The old man’s scorpion flickered, and the sleeves waved, directly destroying the wooden house, and the rumbling sound rummaged through the entire cold cattle village, and many villagers rushed.

The old man did not care about the other villagers. He just stared at the orange flame of the ruin and saw the burning wood. He said one word:

"Tianyang vine, Tianyang bonfire."

The old man’s discourse has a difficult color to cover, and he said that he took out a stove and squirted a piece of blood into it, and made several prints, which made it difficult for people to look straight.

"Receive!"

The old man sighed at the mouth of the furnace against the impotence of the day, and suddenly he trembled and flew directly to the Tianyang bonfire, and directly collected the Tianyang bonfire.

This scene made the villagers who had just arrived, screaming and shouting.

"What about the little girl here?"

The old man asked, and the indifferent eyes swept away many villagers, making everyone fall like ice.

"We don't know adults. We found that the demon woman drove away the demon girl, and now she doesn't know where she went."

The villagers all feared to open their mouths, fearing that these practitioners would turn their faces directly.

"Nonsense, the smell of some of your personal clothes is exactly the same as that of the owner of this wooden house. You will not know where she is? Do you bully the old man?" said the old man.

"This..." The crowd heard a word, close to what it meant to think about the old man's words.

"Hey!"

The old man is obviously a patient who has no patience. He saw a villager killing him and turned it into a pool of blood fog to shock everyone.

"Don't say this is the end!"

"I know, adults ask for anger. I know that my clothes are washed in the Wang Widow's shop. The former widow's clothes were for the little girl to wash. Now it may still be in the Wang Widow's shop."

A villager said with a quick move, and other villagers also joined.

"Oh? It’s still in this village, and the old man can’t feel the breath of the little girl, it’s a bit weird.”

The old man’s words suddenly came to an interest, and his mind turned and he immediately said:

"Take the way, go to the widow of the king."

Immediately, everyone came to the widow's shop with the old man. The old man Yuan Lingyi immediately saw a young woman and a little girl.

The weird thing is that the little girl he didn't feel the breath, as if he had been used by a clever means, or to use some magic weapons to cover up his breath, and the old man locked in the heart.

The old man has always been straightforward, especially in the face of mortals who have not been repaired at all. They don’t have to worry about anything. They directly explored and condensed a giant hand and seized the little girl.

"You are a little mud baby? Is it the owner of the wooden house, the owner of the Tianyang bonfire?"

The old man looked at the little girl in the near future and asked the voice coldly.

"Who are you? I don't know what you are talking about."

Xiao Yihan turned pale, but still calmly said.

"Oh, my mouth is hard, I am going to see what you have to snuggle."

The old man suddenly sneered at the news, and the five fingers were a little harder, and the giant hand of the Yuanling was also clenched. It seemed that the palm of his hand would also be pinched.

"Uh!"

Immediately, the face also turned red, and even the breathing became extremely difficult. The bones were squeezing and seemed to be exploding.

"boom!"

At this time, the body also suddenly lit up a green mang, Qingmang directly bombarded the old man's condensed Yuanling giant, wrapped in the culvert and fell to the ground.

"This... is a big brother."

He also thought that he was going to die. When he saw this change, he immediately rang the light blue jade pendant that Ye Chu had given her, and he muttered to himself.

"Hey? Some doorways, magic weapons? Then see if my move can be broken."

The old man was contemptuous, and then his face sank. His easy-handed attack made a little girl break. Even if she only knew that the person was using the magic weapon, his heart was not good.

Between the words, he went on again, and the void condensed a huge yellow fist, and he went with a sigh of relief.

"boom!"

The result is obvious. It also broke out with a green awn at the neck, and directly defeated the yellow fist, turning it into a meta-spirit that dissipated between heaven and earth.

This scene is not to say that the surrounding villagers were shocked. The immortals who followed the old man were also surprised. They could see clearly. The little girl did not have traces of cultivation. At this time, she could resist the attack of the uncle. It’s really amazing.

They were shocked, and the old man who was shot was also surprised. He did not think that the magic weapon worn by the little girl was so powerful. He had to use 90% of the strength before.

"go with!"

The old man took a sigh of relief and took out a long sword directly. The scorpion was reminded, the long sword and the yellow awning flashed, and when it became a long sword, it was also smashed into the culvert, and it was necessary to pierce the chest!

It is also inevitable that it is inevitable and has no ability to evade. After all, the cultivators are strong and strong, and the speed is almost unbelievable. It is far from being able to cultivate.

"block!"

However, the result is still not to be avoided. She shines here and shines, and the long sword that has come from it is broken and turned into pieces scattered on the ground.

"Damn, how can there be such a magic weapon in this backcountry in this cold cattle village? Is it not a pearl to fall on an ordinary man's hand? This kind of treasure should have it."

The old man saw no anger, but he was overjoyed. In his opinion, the treasure of this little girl is not his, there is no strength how to hold this treasure, and the customs are his prey.

"But this treasure is extremely weird, but the storm is not good, you have to find a way."

The old man sank, his eyes turned, and suddenly saw the villagers around the fear, suddenly a smile, but the smile did not have a smile, only cold.

"Do you have a little mud baby? I know that you are not the demon girl of their mouth. It is just an ordinary person. As long as you give me the magic weapon of your body, I will prove to them that the reason for these things will make you no longer Discriminated against."

"Of course, you can also refuse, but the consequence of the refusal is to bear the burden of Hanniu Village. Who told them to let me know that a magic weapon can be obtained here? I am not happy, and naturally I can't be happy."

The old man said with a smile, but the words spoken were to make the hearts of the villagers fearless. The old man in the discourse did not have the answer of the quiet, but the direct sleeves and a wave of innocent villagers. Turn into blood fog.

Unspeakable at random, killing people like a slaughter of animals is chilling, but the old man is not the same, still laughing:

"This is the consequence. One cannot fully assume the two until there is no one."