I am King Gou

Although he could only see the back of the other party, Qiao Ciguang immediately realized that he was able to come here as a sacrifice this time, and the bridegroom officer was probably the target of the sacrifice.

If not, it must be very important.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ciguang stretched out his plain hand without any hesitation, and slammed his palm at the groom!

boom! !

As soon as the palm strength reached mid-air, it was shattered by a cold force.

A ghostly figure flashed past, and immediately blocked Qiao Ciguang's face.

"Bride, hurry up and pay your respects." The head of Sang Village stared at Qiao Ciguang, his eyes were dark, and his words were bewitching, "My son wants a wife to marry a dead person, but you are a living person, so you can't be a regular wife. Can be a concubine."

"Now that the ceremony is approaching, in my capacity as Ah Weng, I grant you permission to use the etiquette of the first wife entering the house."

"Aren't you going to worship inside quickly?"

When he was speaking, a strange force kept impacting Qiao Ciguang's state of mind, forcing her to agree with the other party's statement.

However, the brilliance in Qiao Ci's eyes flickered, and he sneered, but it was not affected at all.

This kind of ghostly trick is not good for monks who are not strong enough, or who are not cultivated enough.

But to her, it was just a breeze blowing on her face, which had no effect.

Qiao Ciguang immediately stretched out his hand, and suddenly there was a flower branch in his hand that seemed to be broken off just now.

This flowering branch is about a foot long, and on the brown branches, there are dots of white buds blooming.

There are countless small and complicated runes looming on the branches, petals, and buds.

This is Qiao Ciguang's talisman, Wan Xuanzhi.

"Evil demons heretics, everyone can get them and punish them!" Qiao Ciguang said coldly, pointing with a plain hand, the white buds on the Wanxuan branch immediately fell off by a dozen, turning into frosty moon blades, piercing the sky, with a Dodge made a strange arc and cut towards the village chief.

The village chief's face changed, he looked at the roaring moon blades, raised his hands, and grabbed all the moon blades in the air.

For a moment, all the moon blades transformed by Beilei were restrained, unable to move.

Feeling the majestic and vast power between the village head's palms, it is not something that monks in the alchemy stage can contend with. Qiao Ciguang's magic trick changed, and the entire flower branch suddenly turned into a flying sword with a strong sword spirit. Since then, it has already penetrated the body of the village chief!

hum!

As soon as the long sword passed through the village head's chest, the howling sound came to an end.

But at the next moment, the village chief turned into a cloud of black mist, which quickly re-formed not far away, and was completely intact.

Qiao Ciguang's expression was dignified, the spell in his hand changed again, and his aura became stronger and stronger. The flying sword turned suddenly in mid-air, and with a slight shake of the blade, immediately, one split into two, two split into four, and four split into eight.

The eight identical flying swords roared and slashed at the village chief with a cold air and awe-inspiring sword intent.

But at this moment, the village chief's face suddenly faded quickly, his facial features quickly disappeared, and countless bloody mantras appeared around him.

swish swish

The flying sword cut into the mist, and immediately disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, completely failing to hurt the village chief.

Immediately afterwards, the fog expanded rapidly and filled the entire area, obscuring everyone's sight.

But at this time, a crisp voice sounded: "Take it!"

The next moment, the dense mist began to thin out at a rapid speed, and within a short time, all the mist was absorbed by a strong suction force, and was sucked into it by a blue gourd suspended in mid-air.

After collecting the mist, the blue gourd immediately fell into Qiao Ciguang's palm, and the eight flying swords also emerged from the void, reunited as one, and turned back into flower branches, surrounding her side, ups and downs with her breathing.

Although his sight became clear again, Qiao Ciguang did not relax at all.

After just this fight, she knew that the village chief in front of her was extremely powerful, and it would be unwise to continue fighting with him. She had to get rid of the groom who accepted the sacrifice first!

Thinking of this, Qiao Ciguang thought, and a black and slender silk thread suddenly appeared in her hand.

This is the binding thread, which is specially aimed at sneaky things.

As long as it is bound by this magic weapon, no ghost will have the power to resist!

Qiao Ciguang quickly made a formula in his hand, and Lingsi quickly jumped up and tied it to the village chief. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wan Xuanzhi split into eight, like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, and slashed at the groom.

Seeing this scene, the village chief was furious. His son is devouring the young master's life, and he must not be hurt by others!

In an instant, the village head erupted with a terrifying aura

Azusa Village.

The funeral procession walked into the village and was about to disperse. At this moment, a villager hurried over and said anxiously, "Village chief, it's not good! People suddenly started dying in the village, it seems to be a curse."

"We have clearly followed the rules, why is there such a disaster?"

"Could it be that the rules have changed again?"

"What should I change? In my opinion, Zi Village's deadline has come, and we can't survive!"

Restlessness lingered in the hearts of the villagers, and before the village chief could answer, they couldn't help but clamor.

"Curse?" The village chief's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he immediately turned to ask Sanxiu, "Among you, is there anyone who wears red at night and wears hairpins during the day?"

According to the rules of Zi Village, anyone who wears red at night and hairpins during the day will definitely be selected in the next sacrifice draw.

If it's just being selected, it's nothing.

At most, there will be a few more sacrifices at that time.

But this time is different!

This time, the fairy girl directly used herself as a sacrifice, and asked for the sacrificial lottery.

So yesterday, no one else in the village, no matter if they were villagers or outsiders, did not draw lots again.

The village head didn't even know that there were other sacrifices.

Now that a curse suddenly descended on the village, it must be because there were fewer sacrifices this time.

We must quickly find the missing sacrifices, and offer them again before dark.

The casual cultivators who participated in the funeral looked puzzled, then shook their heads and said, "No, we didn't see anyone wearing red hairpins yesterday."

Hearing this, the village chief was taken aback, didn't someone wear red hairpins?

What exactly is that?

In his panic, the blood in his chest was churning, but he calmed down quickly, and ordered: "Call everyone over, and draw lots again. Someone in the village must have violated the rules!"

The villagers immediately followed suit and dispersed to call for help.

Immediately afterwards, the village head told Sanxiu again: "Please call all your people here and draw a lot. When the curse falls on the village, someone must have violated the rules. You only need to draw a lot to know who broke it." rule."

Hearing this, the casual cultivators looked at each other expressionlessly.

What does the dead people in Zi Village have to do with them?

However, the village is weird right now, the village chief looks like a mortal, who knows what's inside?

The casual cultivators didn't dare to offend them face to face, so someone immediately said: "Yes, but we have to wait a while, we still have comrades who haven't returned yet."