When Wang Changsheng came, he knew that as long as he stepped into Wu Miao's village, it would be a man-made sword, and I was in the realm of fish and meat, and there was already a soft place that was held in the hands of others, plus a deep hatred of people, where would he not clean him up to death?

But Wang Changsheng was still unwilling and asked again: "After solving their Gu, I will deal with it with you, okay?"

Ma Xiong shook his head and said, "I can't solve it, I can't do it." ”

Wang Changsheng squinted his eyes and said, "Do you really want to die?"

The last word fell, from behind Wang Changsheng's robe, the seven-inch peachwood sword suddenly soared into the sky, but it was not slashed at Ma Xiong in the distance, nor did it stab at the Miao people in front of him, the peachwood sword flew away from the village with a "swish", flew to the halfway up the mountain, and a sword slashed into a towering tree, the sword body was deeply inserted in the trunk, and the hilt of the sword still trembled.

That tree was the hub of Wang Changsheng's feng shui array all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

When the tree moves, the array moves.

Suddenly, a mist spread all over the mountain, and the fog filled the entire mountain almost instantly, and the mist seemed to have a pair of wings, and flew up the mountain from the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

As a result, the entire mountain was shrouded in a thick mist.

Except for Wang Changsheng, whether it is Ma Xiong, or Jiu Mu, or Jiu Ying and Ma Ka, no one in the entire Wu Miao people knows, and they don't see how the fog came up, it seems to be from outside the village, and it seems to be from under the feet, in short, it is everywhere.

Then, Wang Changsheng's figure disappeared in the fog and disappeared.

The fog was so big that people could barely see with both eyes, and could only see the scene within a range of about three meters around them, and further away it was a white expanse.

Wu Miao's people were panicked at first, but they recovered later, and Jiu Mu whispered to the two elders beside him: "It seems to be a bit like a trick to tell our people not to move, and ...... The blinding method works for people, but it may not work for Gu, Ma Xiong?"

"Yes!"

When the fog rose, Ma Xiong jumped down from the far stairs, trying to quickly hide his figure, he knew that Wang Changsheng would definitely come to him, Ma Xiong replied to the elder's words, and immediately changed his position to hide.

Jiumu said: "If I ask again, you don't have to reply, remember to ensure that you don't get taken down no matter what, he came all the way to Miao Jiang just for your Gu, I don't believe he is willing to ignore the lives of his own family, you are here, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous!"

Jiumu's words were said to Ma Xiong, and they were also said to Wang Changsheng.

It seems that in order to verify Jiumu's words, after he explained it to Ma Xiong, it was just an instant, and suddenly a scream came from nowhere, and the person screamed very miserably, the kind of miserable that heart-rending.

"Poof" someone's body slammed into the ground.

Nine Eagle was stunned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I point to the sky with my left hand and the ground with my right, looking at the Chang'an City under the Qinling Mountains......" A Qin dialect suddenly came from the fog, and his voice was a little hoarse, and there was a bleak vicissitudes of life and sadness.

In this vast fog, the voice seemed particularly ethereal.

"Since ancient times, the mountains and rivers of Chang'an have been flowing around the city, and I want to tear the dragon robe as a paper ......" Wang Changsheng's figure suddenly flashed in a fog ten meters away from Jiumu and the others, he seemed to be like a ghost, standing in front of a witch seedling without warning.

The man was very surprised, the spear in his hand reflexively lifted up, Wang Changsheng's movements were a little faster, he stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the opponent's gun, and folded his backhand, the body of the gun was pulled down by him, and with a light pick, the tip of the spear crossed the man's arm without warning, and he quickly pinched the person's chin with his left hand and twisted it left and right twice, and his hook was removed.

The other party opened his mouth and screamed twice in horror, but he couldn't say a word.

"The gun is fast, but unfortunately it can't cut my body. Wang Changsheng whispered, stretched out his hand and pinched the person's neck, dragged the person out, and found a stilted building and stuffed it in.

In the mist, Wang Changsheng's somewhat desolate voice sang again: "I don't know whose yellow coat was torn off, half of the dragon robe was used as paper, and the paper was full of blood...... The first person to go on the Huangquan Road is slower, and there will be people who will go later, you have a companion, but you will not be lonely on the bridge. ”

"Stal, trample" Wang Changsheng's footsteps sounded in the mist, and he quietly appeared behind a Wu Miao man, his hand raised his knife, and slapped the back of the opponent's neck with a palm.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng dragged another person and threw it into the previous stilted building, and at this time, there were already six or seven witch seedlings lying on the ground in the building, all of whom were more or less injured.

Wang Changsheng looked at them expressionlessly and said, "I hope that in the end, don't really force me to really kill you all."

Wang Changsheng was like a death scythe walking in the dark night, harvesting a witch seedling almost every few moments, and his figure appeared and disappeared in the fog from time to time.

The three elders of Wu Miao were terrified, they really didn't expect that it would be such a scene, where would they have thought that the other party would actually trap them with a large feng shui array, and they were constantly slaughtering.

"Blood, blood, the ground is full of blood...... Several witch seedlings were originally gathered together, back to back, holding spears and knives in their hands, they stared cautiously around, but someone suddenly found that a stream of blood flowed from the ground two meters away, and then flowed more and more to the feet, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

But at this time, Wang Changsheng's voice did not come again, only a few panicked Wu Miao shouted hysterically.

Wu Miao's people were suddenly in a mess, and the first thought of people in this environment was to escape from this unknown situation, they were like headless flies, spinning back and forth in this fog, but they could not get out of this acre and three points of land.

No matter how far they go, they will eventually find that they are back where they were.

It's as if they're all imprisoned in this space.

Wu Miao's people screamed in horror one after another, and gradually the sound of panic became more and more.

The three elders had solemn faces, and Jiumu gritted his teeth and roared: "Don't scream, you can't lead people over?"

"What should I do? When Ma Xiong came back, he didn't say that this person would know such things as feng shui arrays, and he trapped us. Ma Ka sighed helplessly and said, "Kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, who of you knows how many people have died in the village at this time?"

Jiumu's face was pale, his lips were suffocated into purple, his hands were full of green tendons, and he said angrily: "Catch him, you must, you must let him pay for his blood debts."

But what all Wu Miao didn't expect was that Wang Changsheng was no longer in the village at all at this time, he was outside the village.

There was a lot of mist around him, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a bottle of water and dry food from the bag he brought, and then ate it slowly.

It was dark outside the village.

It's getting late.

Wang Changsheng didn't plan to do it again, but instead of resting, he wanted to create an atmosphere of fear for Wu Miao's people.

When the second senior brother chatted with him in the temple, he once told him: "Actually, the dead are not the most terrible, because when people die, they don't know anything, but what do you know is the most terrible? That is, when people are facing death all the time, they are the most terrible, because they don't know when they will die."

"If there are a lot of people in this situation, the effect may be better, and when the atmosphere of fear spreads, people's hearts will be chaotic and scattered."

Wang Changsheng was still very ignorant and immature, and he asked puzzledly, "Isn't that cruel?"

The second senior brother sneered: "Be merciful to the enemy, but cruel to yourself, why do you want to kill? It must be because the other party has offended you, there is no mercy in the battlefield fighting, and there is no distinction between good and evil, there is only friend and foe, the enemy is dead to you or, you are the winner, you are dead, the enemy is still alive, do you regret being useful? Also, that is, ...... The people of Kunlun Temple are not monks who eat fasting and chant Buddha, and in the thousands of years that we have guarded the dragon veins in this land, too many people have fallen under our feet."

Wang Changsheng nibbled on the dry food, looked at Wumiao Village indifferently, and said, "You should be sleepless tonight."

I don't know how many years have passed in the mountains.

Naturally, I don't know in the fog.

Nine eagles among the three elders took out a small piccolo with the length of a little thumb from his body and put it into his mouth, blowing out a piercing tone, this feng shui array can trap people but can't trap the tone, the sound of the piccolo faintly spread far away, there were several black clay pots in a stilted building, and several black beetles crawled out of it, and then crawled in the direction of the flute sound in the fog.

After a while, these Gu worms crawled over from the fog and climbed all the way to the side of the three elders, and several people were immediately overjoyed when they saw this, they expected that this kind of blinding feng shui array could trap people, but it might not be able to trap these Gu worms, Gu were all psychic, and they were far more sensitive than people in some aspects of perception.

"Follow them, you should be able to get out......" Jiumu swallowed a little excitedly, urging him.

Jiuying let out a "hmm", and the flute sound between his mouths sounded again, and after the Gu worm turned around in place a few times, it began to crawl outward, as if it was about to touch the dawn.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is generally cruel.

These Gu worms came in quite quickly, but when they went out, there was obviously a problem, and the result was a few more headless flies.

The Gu worms swirled around on the ground, completely devoid of any sense of direction, and drew arcs with the three elders in circles and circles.