On Chinese New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers resounded across the land.

The year will come to an end, and thousands of miles will not return. Families are immersed in the joy of reunion.

The snow was still falling aimlessly, but it couldn't hide the thick bloody smell of the village.

On the street of the village stood a thin figure, holding a long black knife in his hand, and the blood and qi continued to flow into the blade, and the village was already dead silent.

After absorbing a large amount of blood qi and vitality, the Yuan Devouring Knife escaped a trace of white vitality and surged towards its right hand.

The fragments of the ancient stars in the endless darkness suddenly moved, and the gray bracer on Shi Ming's right hand divided that trace of vitality.

The fragments of the ancient stars emitted a little starlight, conveying a trace of cool breath that poured into Shi Ming's mind.

There seemed to be stars circulating in Shi Ming's eyes, and the scarlet color gradually faded.

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"This is really difficult, we still have to run errands for people in the Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

"Don't say it, that's what we're going to eat. ”

"The main reason is that the young master is not at home, how can you explain?"

"That's knowing, let's be honest. ”

"What did you say the young master did, he didn't go home in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

"Who knows, what's so good about the wild girls in this village. ”

"I guess it's a fresh picture. ”

"You said that kid dared to argue with Commander Yang. ”

"Hey, I don't think that kid will live to next year. ”

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Shi Ming gradually regained his clear color, and the scene in front of him began to gradually become clear.

The village was already in shambles, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

In addition, there were many corpses of villagers lying on the ground, and their bodies were already like dried corpses, and their faces were full of horror and horror.

Shi Ming stared blankly at the scene around him, his eyes full of shock.

Not far away, Uncle Liu's house was in ruins, and a row of houses on the street had been destroyed by a powerful force, taking on the hollow shape of a huge palm.

Shi Ming slowly walked to the kitchen, and through the cracks in the ruins of the house, he saw Uncle Liu and Liu Rong hugging each other tightly, and their blood was still devoured.

Shi Ming couldn't help but take two steps back, and there were several armored corpses lying in the courtyard, and the girl was leaning helplessly against the wall, with a hideous face.

Shi Ming staggered a few steps, looked at his bloodstained hands, turned around and ran towards the courtyard.

on the streets of the village.

Shi Ming knelt on the ground guiltily, he lowered his head, looked at his trembling hands, and tears couldn't stop dripping to the ground.

Two hours later, the two men saw the outline of the village in the distance.

"Aren't they going back yet? They don't want to live in that village, do they?"

"I don't know, I haven't met anyone along the way. ”

"Something is wrong, why is there no movement of firecrackers in this village. ”

"yes, something isn't right. ”

"You smell it, there's a bit of blood in the air. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

The two looked at each other, quickened their pace, and ran towards the village.

There were several corpses lying crookedly at the entrance of the village.

The two of them looked startled and tiptoed into the village.

The corpses of the villagers everywhere made the two of them a little sick to their stomachs, and Uncle Liu's house was already in ruins.

"What are you comparing to?"

"This ...... Is this a hand?"

The man looked at the wide open palm, and a huge hole appeared in a row of houses, and it was a huge palm print.

"God, what about Commander Yang?"

The two hurriedly rushed into the courtyard, only to see the girl and many soldiers lying in a row, still losing their voice, and Commander Yang was lying not far away, with Bai Sensen's stubble exposed on his shoulder, and his flesh and blood had dried up.

The two of them were walking slowly in disbelief, when suddenly there was a sound of crying in the silent village.

The two of them looked at the end of the street in unison, only to see a thin black figure trembling. The two of them only felt that their scalps were numb, their feet were weak, and they almost collapsed to the ground.

"This ......"

"It can't be that kid, right?"

The two looked at the back in horror, tiptoed out, and then fled the village desperately.

The sky was already a little cloudy, the snow seemed to be falling, and the smell of firecrackers on the ground didn't seem to have dissipated.

Yang Jing rushed to the village with a gloomy face, his son has not returned yet, and a few hours ago, the soldiers said that his daughter-in-law and a group of soldiers died in that mountain village, and a wave of anger and blood surged into his heart, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

Yang Jing exuded a strong murderous aura, and his figure continued to disappear into the mountains and forests, leaving strong traces of vitality behind him.

The smell of blood in the village has dissipated, and everything in the village is hidden under a thick layer of snow.

Yang Jing stood outside the village, his consciousness covering the village.

Every corner of the village clearly appeared in Yang Jing's mind.

Snow-covered corpses, dilapidated houses, and a courtyard with many corpses lying on the ground, mostly in armor. Known as Uncle Yang's corpse, although the face of his daughter-in-law's corpse was covered with snow, Yang Jing still recognized his closest relatives at a glance.

"Ahh

At the end of the village street was a figure kneeling on the ground, already covered with snowflakes, like a snowman built by a child.

The figure was motionless, as if it were a sculpture, but Yang Jing could still feel the abundant vitality of the figure.

"Little cub!" Yang Jing was furious, and was about to kill the figure in place.

An iron rod with intricate patterns engraved on the surface appeared in Yang Jing's hand, and the majestic vitality escaped from the body of the stick.

Yang Jing slowly lifted the iron rod, as if it weighed tens of millions of catties, and it was quite difficult.

A huge phantom of an iron rod appeared in the sky, like an ancient tree floating in the sky.

Pick it out with a stick!

The phantom carried the momentum of ten thousand jun, and wanted to crush Shi Ming into powder.

A strong air current swept towards the village dozens of miles away where Yang Jing was, and the mighty pressure almost flattened the village, and the snowflakes on the figure's body were blown down in an instant, revealing a thin body.

The huge phantom of the iron rod followed, and the houses of the entire village instantly turned into powder, stirring up dust in the sky, and hiding everything in the village in the chaos and nothingness.

The phantom of the iron rod was aimed at the street where Shi Ming was, and the entire street collapsed in an instant, and the stone-paved road on the ground turned into rubble and rubble.

Shi Ming only felt as if the sky had fallen, and the air seemed to have frozen, making him unable to move.

The strong pressure caused Shi Ming's seven orifices to overflow blood, and the muscles and bones all over his body seemed to be broken, and the intense pain reached Shi Ming's mind, and the natal vitality also trembled, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

The huge phantom of the iron rod fell, and the vitality in the air became violent, as if with the breath of annihilation.

The iron rod phantom composed of cyan vitality collapsed, and as long as Shi Ming touched that breath for a moment, he would turn into powder with the village and disappear into the world.

It all happens in just one breath!

At the moment when Shi Ming was about to turn into powder, a cyan bead emitting a misty blue light suddenly appeared in his body, and the cyan bead seemed to bear this fatal blow for Shi Ming.

The cyan beads made a crisp sound and turned into powder.

The rich cyan vitality formed a boundary similar to a space-time rift in front of Shi Ming.

A space-distorting force came, and Gu Hao's figure appeared in front of Shi Ming.

"Heavenly Realm Overhaul!" Gu Hao felt the fluctuation of the terrifying vitality that permeated the village, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Shi Ming was already seriously injured and unconscious, if it weren't for Shi Ming's strong body, the shockwave before the arrival of the huge phantom could kill him.

Gu Hao pinched his hands, and a mysterious pattern appeared on Shi Ming's body, and bursts of blue light shone on Shi Ming's body, and the pure cyan vitality seemed to treat the injuries in Shi Ming's body, so that Shi Ming's injuries would not worsen.

Despite this, Shi Mingqiqi was still bleeding, and his face was already covered with blood.

Yang Jing suddenly sensed that there was an aura in the village that was equal to him, or even worse, which made him feel shocked.

"Could it be that this kid is a Heavenly Realm cultivator?" Yang Jing squinted at the village.

Before the heavy dust dissipated, a figure slowly appeared on the village, looking at Yang Jing from afar.

"Yang Jing. Gu Hao looked at Yang Jing indifferently, "Why did you hurt my Zhao family." ”

"Who did I say, it turned out to be a dog of the Zhao family. Yang Jing drove his body and flew to a higher place, looking at Gu Hao condescendingly.

"Eat me a stick!"

The huge phantom of the iron rod resurfaced in the sky again, smashing towards Gu Hao with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

"Broken!" Gu Hao took out a cyan bead in his right hand and threw it at the huge phantom.

The cyan orb suddenly collapsed, mingling with the huge phantom, and the phantom made of the vitality instantly distorted and scattered in the sky.

"It is worthy of Zhao Xingdong's most powerful dog, and he really has two hits. Yang Jing's vitality increased again, and the cyan vitality wandered in the sky.

"Can you tell me how my children provoked you? Gu Hao looked at the furious Yang Jing, and had some scruples for a while.

"That little cub killed my son and daughter-in-law!" Yang Jing said through gritted teeth.

"Impossible, he only has the realm of mortality, and it is absolutely impossible to kill your son and daughter-in-law. Gu Hao took out five cyan beads and scattered them in front of him, and the vitality collapsed in the sky, forming a huge cyan shield.

Yang Jing quickly turned the iron rod in his hand, and the phantoms of multiple iron rods appeared in the sky, blasting towards Gu Hao.

Gu Hao's right hand was wide open, and with the vibration of the cyan shield, his right hand also trembled slightly.

The cyan shield shattered, and the shadow of the iron rod turned into nothingness.

"Where are the bodies of your son and daughter-in-law?" Gu Hao looked at Yang Jing coldly, "You can tell if Shi Ming killed them." ”

"Corpse?" Yang Jing laughed, "My son can't be found now, and the old servant who followed him has also lost his whereabouts." As for my daughter-in-law, she has been reduced to powder with the village, so let her be buried with the group of soldiers. ”

Gu Hao turned his head to look at the village that had turned into flat ground, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

"You're really a madman!" Gu Hao looked at Yang Jing coldly.

"Crazy?" Yang Jing muttered in a low voice with long hair flying all over his head, "I hate it when people call me crazy......