I am King Gou

The village chief did not doubt him, and reminded: "This matter must be resolved before dark, otherwise the whole village will be in great trouble!"

"Okay." The casual cultivators nodded in response, and immediately left.

When they got to a place where the village chief couldn't see, they began to communicate with each other to discuss the matter: "What should we do now? Will we really go to draw lots later?"

"Hmph! This village is not normal. It would be best if everyone died!"

"That's right! Qiao Zhenchuan has always trusted the villagers here, but now, Qiao Zhenchuan is dead!"

"I think it's better not to go. After all, who knows if someone will be caught in the lottery? There will be a funeral in this village every few days. Now that outsiders like us are here, they are likely to find a way to let us let's die"

"However, we can't decide this matter."

"Yeah, let's talk about it when Lord Shi and Su Zhentian's fairies come back. They must have the final say on whether to go to the lottery or not."

"Forget about that, after we go back, we will discuss it with other people. I guess everyone will definitely not take risks."

"Yes! As long as we don't go, the Lord Shi and the Fairy Su Zhentian are going to kill us all for the mere mortals in this village? What kind of righteous way is that!"

While discussing, they walked into the mansion in the east of the village.

field.

The ancient trees are towering, and the vines are like waterfalls.

In the soft and muddy forest, Shi Wanli and four Suzhentian disciples followed the guidance of the compass, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Gradually, they walked into a fog.

Zhang Jing held the compass in her hand and walked in the front, Ruan Zhi and the others followed closely, and Shi Wanli walked at the end.

While walking, Zhang Jing suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Shi Wanli asked immediately.

"Senior Sister is awake." Zhang Jing said in a deep voice, "We have to speed up, otherwise we won't be able to help Senior Sister!"

Shi Wanli frowned, and nodded immediately: "You lead the way at full speed, I can keep up."

"Okay!" The speed of the five of them suddenly increased, and they quickly passed through the fog.

After a while, according to the instructions of the compass, they gradually heard the sound of water, and not long after, through the thick fog, across the small river, the outline of a village appeared on the opposite bank.

Shi Wanli and the others immediately understood that this was where Senior Sister Qiao was.

"mulberry"!

Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately fled towards the village.

But it was soon discovered that the situation in this village was completely reversed from that of Zi Village. No matter how close they were, they couldn't enter the village.

After trying for a while, the five had to stop.

"It can't go on like this." Shi Wanli said in a deep voice, "We have to think of other ways."

Zhang Jing's eyes flickered: "Try the technique!"

Mulberry Village.

Countless houses near and far were overturned, and the sound of "cracking" from the beams of the spiritual fire burning sounded from time to time.

The entire village is full of traces of spells, ruined walls, corpses strewn across the field, human skin, human bones, and human blood scattered all over the place. However, due to the hard work of the village head of Sang Village, the main hall used for worship, and Pei Ling on the main hall, were unharmed. lossless.

A big battle is about to end.

Qiao Ciguang was soaked in blood, and the corners of her mouth were also stained with blood. She half-kneeled on the ground, and the flower branch could not maintain the shape of the flying sword, and it was inserted obliquely on the ground not far in front of her.

The surviving villagers stood between the walls of the damaged houses and watched, with strange and longing eyes. They looked at Qiao Ciguang, as if people in famine saw the food they had been longing for, and their greed was beyond words.

A few zhang away, the village chief of Sang Village was standing with his sleeves folded in neat and undamaged robes.

"Now pay respects to my son obediently, you will be a member of my Sang Village from now on, and you will live forever forever, isn't it a good thing you dream of?" The village chief's lips moved, full of bewitching words, and each sentence came to Qiao Ciguang in the ear.

He now has the chance to win, and everything is under control!

This human female cultivator is indeed very strong, but after all her cultivation base is too low to be his opponent, let alone stop his plan.

Next, regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, today's worship must be completed!

Hearing this, Qiao Ciguang smiled coldly and stood up from the ground with all his strength.

"I am indeed no match for you, a demon. Even if all the monks on the island add up this time, I can't match you. But what about Heavenly Tribulation?" She said coldly, and before the village chief could react, she quickly took out a After swallowing a pill, the breath in his body suddenly rose.

In an instant, Qiao Ciguang's cultivation was rising steadily, and in the next moment, countless black clouds gushed out of the originally gloomy sky!

Seeing this scene, the village chief's face suddenly changed.

Pei Ling, as well as the eight furnace nuns, were also shocked.

This is the breath of Jieyun!

Qiao Ciguang, I want to condense the baby on the spot!

Looking at the more and more robbery clouds gathering in the sky, Qiao Ciguang smiled coldly. Her cultivation had already reached the peak of alchemy, and she could congeal a baby at any time.

It's just that Nascent Soul is divided into two levels: Immortal and Mortal.

Fanying is an ordinary breakthrough. Since then, it is difficult to get on the road, and there is no hope of longevity. The difficulty of breakthrough is also the simplest, and there is no big movement.

As for the fairy baby, there is a trial of the catastrophe. Although the catastrophe is difficult to overcome, as long as you pass the trial, the road will be wider and you will see a different scenery from now on.

With her current background, as long as Ningying is born, she must start as a fairy baby!

But among the fairy babies, there are also high and low points.

In order to condense the best fairy baby, she has been struggling to suppress her cultivation, and she has not entered the Nascent Soul for a long time.

But right now, with a strong enemy in front of him, whether it is for the teachings on how to eliminate demons and guard the way that he has received since childhood, or for the lives of himself and his junior sisters, only by using the power of the heavenly tribulation can he win a ray of hope to break the situation!

Therefore, Qiao Ciguang didn't care about the quality of the Nascent Soul right now, and directly congealed the baby without hesitation, so as to attract the catastrophe.

There are many rules in this place, and it seems that a little carelessness will attract curses.

Then she wants to see, what rules are there, can curse the catastrophe?

"This should be my catastrophe." Qiao Ciguang sighed inwardly, but there was no trace of regret in his eyes.

The majesty of the sky is brilliant and thunderous.

And now that she is seriously injured and her mana has been exhausted, there is almost no possibility of surviving the catastrophe.

But it doesn't matter, what she wants is to borrow the power of Heavenly Tribulation to die together with the whole "Sang"!

Pull the inheritance left by the taboo in Yousu's tomb, and go on the road with me!

At this moment, the head of Sang Village frowned. This human female cultivator is looking for death!

Of course, it doesn't matter if the other party dies, but if Du Jie dies, there will be no bones left, and all gods and forms will be destroyed.

The other party is a sacrifice, the key to his son's fight for the son's fate.

Before worshiping, at least leave the other party's body behind.

Thinking of this, the village head suddenly smiled strangely: "Very good! You female cultivator, you dare to think, dare to do, dare to fight and kill, even your own life is at stake. It's a pity that Xia Chong is beyond words, you I don't even know how powerful our former master is! And the means left behind by the master, how wonderful!"

"You're lucky today, and I'll give you a fortune."

As he said that, the village head turned his head and bewitched the voices of the eight Fuding people who were sitting on the seats under the main hall: "Your master is about to complete the grand ceremony with the mistress, so let's play the lute and the sheng to add to the fun."

While speaking, with a thought, he took out eight musical instruments, including Qin, Se, Sheng and Xiao, and handed them to the eight furnace cauldrons.

The eight furnace cauldrons did not have the slightest doubt or delay, and immediately followed suit.