The aftermath of the thunder thunder is still domineering, rushing in all directions with the village as the center.
The originally intact ground instantly showed several charred lightning marks, and accompanied by the breath of fireworks, the texture of glass appeared in the mud.
Even though Shi Wanli and the other five had retreated in time just now, they were still affected by the remaining power of the heavenly tribulation and were swept out by the powerful aura coming from behind.
Bang bang bang bang...
The five people smashed countless plants and trees in the middle of the journey, and finally fell into the depths of the shrubs before they got up in a mess.
Fortunately, it is not close to the center of the Tribulation Cloud, and the injuries are not severe.
They quickly got up, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw another round of thunder falling!
Shi Wanli's face changed, and he hurriedly used magic to support Ruan Zhi and others, and continued to retreat to the distance: Retreat again!quick!
Boom boom boom boom...
The thunder roared, and the entire island was shocked!
********************
Azu 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 and searched from house to house inch by inch. Even the empty rooms were lying on the wall and poking the door open with bamboo poles. They searched carefully. The dry wells in the village, the wing rooms that the villagers had no use for a long time, and the groves in the village... No, no, nothing!
Even the village chief took his people to the underground secret room, but he still found nothing, and his forehead was cold sweat and rolled in.
At this moment, just beside the road that must be passed in the village, the casual cultivators stood tall, but their expressions were very relaxed.
I really didn't expect that this little trick could make them play tricks around.
After all, they are all mortals, so it would be strange if they can see through our actions.
The main reason is that this place is strange, and I thought that these seemingly mortal villagers would have some special means when they are forced into a hurry...
strangeness!Why haven’t the owner of Shilou and the fairies of Su Zhentian come back yet?Nothing happened, right?
have no idea.In fact, it’s better if they don’t come back now, we can keep hiding like this forever.On the contrary, they came back and knew the incident, so they would probably ask us to go and draw lots.
That's right.Now it seems that the most dangerous and weirdest place in this village is the funeral.As long as we don't go to the funeral, there will be nothing.
The casual cultivators chatted unscrupulously, and the village chief and the villagers ran back and forth by their side, their expressions becoming more and more anxious. The last time, when the village chief staggered past, his face was wet, and his chin could not be describing whether it was sweat or tears.
But in the eyes of ordinary people, the roadside was empty and they could not see the foreigners they were looking for at this moment, standing there, watching their anxiety and cold eyes.
Even having fun.
Seeing that the foreigners were not found everywhere, the village chief knew that something was wrong, and counted the time, the sun was about to disappear. He staggered into the underground secret room alone, came to the statue of the god, knelt beside the mourner, kowtowed repeatedly, begging the immortal who had not responded for a long time to save Zi Village.
However, as he begged, dark spots quickly appeared around the village chief, and then he quickly ulcerated, abscessed, and rotted... He eventually died in a thrilling way like the mourner.
Night is coming!
In the village of Zi, as the night falls, all the villagers are rotting and dying while crying.
The woman washing clothes by the river was rinsing her dress, and found that the flesh on her hands was rinsed into the bottom of the river with soap beans, quickly exposed the white skeleton; the farmer who was chopping firewood in the house went down with an axe, and the flesh and blood fell to the ground at the same time as the firewood; the children playing in front of the door chased each other, and the flesh and blood were all over the way... At the end of the flesh and blood were several small skeletons that had not yet grown, and they were still running and slowly fell to the ground.
Except for a few people who were watching, most of the wandering cultivators were indifferent.
It is probably difficult for the casual cultivators to survive. They have already wiped out many pity shirts under heavy pressure. What's more, just mortals, but this village is still so wrong. If these people die, it might be a good thing.
But soon, they discovered that their body that had entered the Tao also had dark spots, and they began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The numerous casual cultivators were shocked!
Afterwards, they began to take pills and perform healing techniques, but they used up all the methods but had no effect at all.
What's going on?
curse!This is the curse the village chief said!
Why are we not villagers in this village cursed?!
For a moment, 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 violated the rules of the village!
Originally, no one of the casual cultivators believed what the village chief said.
After all, Fairy Qiao, who is so honest, believed in this village and died inexplicably...
But now, everyone is cursed, and no possibility of self-rescue cannot be spared.
Therefore, this sentence reminds everyone at once!
quick!Go and draw lots right now!
While speaking, all the casual cultivators immediately rushed to the village chief’s house.
However, after searching around, they couldn't find the village chief at all. Fortunately, the bamboo tube drawn by the lot was in the inner room of the village chief's house and was soon found by them.
At this moment, there were no good pieces of meat on the left cultivators' bodies, which were rotten and were exposed in many places.
If it were a mortal, it would have lost its breath to this point.
However, the monks have strong vitality but can still support them.
quick!Draw lots quickly!A monk grabbed the bamboo tube and scolded him sternly.
The other casual cultivators didn't have to think too much and rushed to draw lots together.
However, all the monks who drew the lottery felt a sudden cold aura coming and quickly lingered beside them.
In the dark, they felt the arrival of another powerful curse.
Yes, it was night, and all the bamboo sticks became sacrifices!
Bang, bang, bang...
The casual cultivators pinched the tags with unwilling expressions and fell to the ground one by one...
********************
Thunder rolls in.
The solemn and murderous aura spreads inside and outside Mang Village.
Qiao Ciguang's dress was all bloody, and a small blood pit was gathered in the soles of her feet. She was seriously injured, but under the feeding of the power of the heavenly tribulation, her injuries were recovering quickly.
Not far ahead, the village chief of Sang Village suffered several rounds of thunder, and at this moment he was disheveled and covered in dust, and was very embarrassed.
The main hall of the church has collapsed most of the time, and the decoration of the lights and colors has been covered with a layer of sand and gravel, and the original festiveness has disappeared.
The only one who has not been affected at the moment is the groom.
Just now, the village chief of Sangcun fought hard to take over the heavenly disaster several times and was injured himself, and forcibly blocked one attack after another for the groom.
The heavenly tribulation has not yet ended, but Qiao Ciguang has already gained the upper hand.
No matter what tricks are, under the might of heaven, they will disappear!
The originally intact ground instantly showed several charred lightning marks, and accompanied by the breath of fireworks, the texture of glass appeared in the mud.
Even though Shi Wanli and the other five had retreated in time just now, they were still affected by the remaining power of the heavenly tribulation and were swept out by the powerful aura coming from behind.
Bang bang bang bang...
The five people smashed countless plants and trees in the middle of the journey, and finally fell into the depths of the shrubs before they got up in a mess.
Fortunately, it is not close to the center of the Tribulation Cloud, and the injuries are not severe.
They quickly got up, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw another round of thunder falling!
Shi Wanli's face changed, and he hurriedly used magic to support Ruan Zhi and others, and continued to retreat to the distance: Retreat again!quick!
Boom boom boom boom...
The thunder roared, and the entire island was shocked!
********************
Azu 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 and searched from house to house inch by inch. Even the empty rooms were lying on the wall and poking the door open with bamboo poles. They searched carefully. The dry wells in the village, the wing rooms that the villagers had no use for a long time, and the groves in the village... No, no, nothing!
Even the village chief took his people to the underground secret room, but he still found nothing, and his forehead was cold sweat and rolled in.
At this moment, just beside the road that must be passed in the village, the casual cultivators stood tall, but their expressions were very relaxed.
I really didn't expect that this little trick could make them play tricks around.
After all, they are all mortals, so it would be strange if they can see through our actions.
The main reason is that this place is strange, and I thought that these seemingly mortal villagers would have some special means when they are forced into a hurry...
strangeness!Why haven’t the owner of Shilou and the fairies of Su Zhentian come back yet?Nothing happened, right?
have no idea.In fact, it’s better if they don’t come back now, we can keep hiding like this forever.On the contrary, they came back and knew the incident, so they would probably ask us to go and draw lots.
That's right.Now it seems that the most dangerous and weirdest place in this village is the funeral.As long as we don't go to the funeral, there will be nothing.
The casual cultivators chatted unscrupulously, and the village chief and the villagers ran back and forth by their side, their expressions becoming more and more anxious. The last time, when the village chief staggered past, his face was wet, and his chin could not be describing whether it was sweat or tears.
But in the eyes of ordinary people, the roadside was empty and they could not see the foreigners they were looking for at this moment, standing there, watching their anxiety and cold eyes.
Even having fun.
Seeing that the foreigners were not found everywhere, the village chief knew that something was wrong, and counted the time, the sun was about to disappear. He staggered into the underground secret room alone, came to the statue of the god, knelt beside the mourner, kowtowed repeatedly, begging the immortal who had not responded for a long time to save Zi Village.
However, as he begged, dark spots quickly appeared around the village chief, and then he quickly ulcerated, abscessed, and rotted... He eventually died in a thrilling way like the mourner.
Night is coming!
In the village of Zi, as the night falls, all the villagers are rotting and dying while crying.
The woman washing clothes by the river was rinsing her dress, and found that the flesh on her hands was rinsed into the bottom of the river with soap beans, quickly exposed the white skeleton; the farmer who was chopping firewood in the house went down with an axe, and the flesh and blood fell to the ground at the same time as the firewood; the children playing in front of the door chased each other, and the flesh and blood were all over the way... At the end of the flesh and blood were several small skeletons that had not yet grown, and they were still running and slowly fell to the ground.
Except for a few people who were watching, most of the wandering cultivators were indifferent.
It is probably difficult for the casual cultivators to survive. They have already wiped out many pity shirts under heavy pressure. What's more, just mortals, but this village is still so wrong. If these people die, it might be a good thing.
But soon, they discovered that their body that had entered the Tao also had dark spots, and they began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The numerous casual cultivators were shocked!
Afterwards, they began to take pills and perform healing techniques, but they used up all the methods but had no effect at all.
What's going on?
curse!This is the curse the village chief said!
Why are we not villagers in this village cursed?!
For a moment, 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 violated the rules of the village!
Originally, no one of the casual cultivators believed what the village chief said.
After all, Fairy Qiao, who is so honest, believed in this village and died inexplicably...
But now, everyone is cursed, and no possibility of self-rescue cannot be spared.
Therefore, this sentence reminds everyone at once!
quick!Go and draw lots right now!
While speaking, all the casual cultivators immediately rushed to the village chief’s house.
However, after searching around, they couldn't find the village chief at all. Fortunately, the bamboo tube drawn by the lot was in the inner room of the village chief's house and was soon found by them.
At this moment, there were no good pieces of meat on the left cultivators' bodies, which were rotten and were exposed in many places.
If it were a mortal, it would have lost its breath to this point.
However, the monks have strong vitality but can still support them.
quick!Draw lots quickly!A monk grabbed the bamboo tube and scolded him sternly.
The other casual cultivators didn't have to think too much and rushed to draw lots together.
However, all the monks who drew the lottery felt a sudden cold aura coming and quickly lingered beside them.
In the dark, they felt the arrival of another powerful curse.
Yes, it was night, and all the bamboo sticks became sacrifices!
Bang, bang, bang...
The casual cultivators pinched the tags with unwilling expressions and fell to the ground one by one...
********************
Thunder rolls in.
The solemn and murderous aura spreads inside and outside Mang Village.
Qiao Ciguang's dress was all bloody, and a small blood pit was gathered in the soles of her feet. She was seriously injured, but under the feeding of the power of the heavenly tribulation, her injuries were recovering quickly.
Not far ahead, the village chief of Sang Village suffered several rounds of thunder, and at this moment he was disheveled and covered in dust, and was very embarrassed.
The main hall of the church has collapsed most of the time, and the decoration of the lights and colors has been covered with a layer of sand and gravel, and the original festiveness has disappeared.
The only one who has not been affected at the moment is the groom.
Just now, the village chief of Sangcun fought hard to take over the heavenly disaster several times and was injured himself, and forcibly blocked one attack after another for the groom.
The heavenly tribulation has not yet ended, but Qiao Ciguang has already gained the upper hand.
No matter what tricks are, under the might of heaven, they will disappear!
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