The bamboo butterfly moves, and it is determined in one go.

Xiao Jinchen's qi instantly climbed to the peak, there seemed to be a strange giant beast roaring in the sky behind him, the cicada sword was even more domineering, with the sound of cicadas chirping in the humming, the first move was the sword intent that Xiao Jinchen realized when he was fed by Chen Wenbo.

The Bamboo Butterfly Sword Intent was like a substance, one after another, branching out countless thin lines, and the thin lines were intertwined into a net, and the volley was pressed towards the demon hall disciple who had rushed to Xiao Jinchen's side.

As soon as the expert made a move, he knew if there was any, in the face of Xiao Jinchen's sword intent in the world, Mo Dye shouted angrily, using the flute as a knife, and a diagonal split was going to forcibly break through the sword net, but this method was learned from Confucianism, it can be said that Xiao Jinchen is the most powerful style at the moment, and the true qi cultivation has entered the fifth grade, coupled with the domineering blessing of the Great Freedom True Dragon Divine Method, the ink dye was stunned and did not work, and the whole person was pressed ten meters away by the sword net, a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, just because you also want to train Prince Ben to be a puppet, I'm really not afraid of flashing your tongue."

Xiao Jinchen sneered, but he didn't relax, and in an instant, he was divided into six, and he was about to form a small world of sword formation with the fairy shadow as the base, the bamboo butterfly fist intent as the main body, and the killing swordsmanship obtained by the iQue as the supplement.

He had experienced a fight outside just now, and the speed of true qi recovery was obviously unable to keep up with the speed of expenditure, this fight, he could only ask for speed, but when Xiao Jinchen formed a sword formation, the Great Freedom True Dragon Divine Law on his body suddenly had an uncontrollable sense of longing, Xiao Jinchen didn't realize something, and resolutely dispersed the formation to one, but it was simply another sword stabbing out.

Mo Ran didn't know Xiao Jinchen's plans, he looked at the young prince who had been reunited, and his eyes were sarcastic.

"Hmph, there are a lot of flowers."

The flute collided with the cicada, which actually caused ripples in the place where the two clashed, Xiao Jinchen's face quickly turned pale, and he was swept away by the air wave and hit the palace wall, the young prince suppressed the bloody qi that surged up his throat, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand holding the sword continued to drip blood, ticking and ticking, which was extremely clear.

When Xiao Jinchen was about to fall to the ground, his left foot was a little back, but he abandoned the sword in the air, and the whole person jumped onto the sword in a very chic attitude, Xiao Jinchen was not a seven-grade monk, and there was no way to fly with the sword, so the moment he jumped to the sword, he was on the tip of his toes again, and the person clenched his left hand in mid-air, and the sword intent turned into a fist, and he was suddenly handed out.

Mo Ran turned the flute with his hand, his head tilted back, and the whole person slid on the ground, pulling out a deep groove on the soles of his feet, and he actually avoided the punch directly.

Xiao Jinchen was not annoyed, he turned around and ran wildly, one point two, two points three, and in an instant, six figures on the ground clenched their fists and blasted out towards Mo Ran, this punch is really wonderful, if it is usual, Xiao Jinchen himself has to shout Okay, but at the moment, he can't take care of too much.

"Insect carving skills."

Mo Ran said it easily, in fact, Xiao Jinchen's move had already made his face a little pale, is this still the fifth grade feather realm, it is more difficult than his own six grades, but when he thought that this was the domineering bonus brought by the Great Freedom True Dragon Divine Method, he was a little bitter.

Xiao Jinchen didn't know the terrible thing about the method he cultivated, but he knew that this was a method that was coveted by the hall master, and it was valued by Yao Xian many years ago, could it not be powerful?

Besides, if he obtained the seed of the gods, there would be another benefit, and this was also what their hall master had asked for all his life, otherwise why would he be here?

The people of the Sage Village have always regarded themselves as supernatural in the unique way of the town dragon well, but they don't know that there are five places in the world in this town dragon well, and for the plan of the first generation of saints in their demon hall, countless years ago, the seeds of the gods contained in the ancient books were cultivated with the yin qi of these five places, and finally matured with the blood of the people who lived in the local area when they died unjustly, and then as long as they got this great freedom of the true dragon divine method, and finally fused the five seeds of the gods, and refined the legendary demon pill, they could ascend to the legendary grandmaster.

What kind of situation is above the grandmaster, the world is probably unimaginable, in fact, their hall master does not know, after all, since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone who can reach this step.

Unthinkable is unimaginable, but who doesn't know the horror of the grandmaster who represents the pinnacle of the world, a body of true qi is mysterious, and it can be called wonderful.

As for how this secret ink dye knew, it started by accident, when he was still very young, he heard the hall master tell the senior brother and the second senior brother about this plan, and later his hall master was discovered, and he thought that he would definitely die, but who would have thought that the hall master did not blame him, but entrusted him with a heavy responsibility and ordered him to personally take charge of the sage village.

After hearing the four words of the plan for a while, he came to this underground palace, using soul-attracting incense to create the illusion of a ghost baby, and then using the magic flute in his hand to control the villagers of this saint village to kill each other, and finally obtained the blood of this blood pool that integrates countless grievances, until Xiao Jinchen arrived, just ripening this seed of the gods.

I thought there was only this one credit, but how could I stop it when luck came? No, the son of Yao Xian, who happened to practice this method and was the one who was the one their hall master would kill, touched his hand.

There is one thing that no one has ever known, the reason why he is willing to work hard for the hall master is because of the ambition of the hall master, what about the grandmaster, Lao Tzu wants to go to this cultivation of the gods, gather human blood, refine the demon pill, and climb to the top of the master The number of hegemonic roads, Lao Tzu should not do anything eighth in the world, Lao Tzu must be the only one in the world!

Mo Ran had a lot of thoughts in his head, and he was unceremoniously in his hands, shattering Xiao Jinchen's phantoms one by one, but he didn't notice that Xiao Jinchen didn't care much about his own figure being shattered and his seven orifices bleeding, he just looked at the cicada sword that was obliquely inserted into the ground when he threw it away, and showed a strange smile.

The five phantoms were shattered, and the last one left was naturally the real body, Xiao Jinchen, who was already extremely badly injured, was poked in the chest with a flute, and blood sprayed wildly in his mouth, and he actually knelt on one knee.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I don't know if you will personally tell me the mental method of the Great Freedom True Dragon Divine Method, or if you will find it in your mind when I train you to become a puppet, you can suffer a little less if you say it, why not do it!"

"Phew." Xiao Jinchen stared at the ink stain and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Okay, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Mo Ran admires your courage."

The man took a step back, as if he had no idea of making another move, he put the flute in his mouth and began to play the song that Xiao Jinchen had been listening to outside for a long time.

The melody is sharp and extremely harsh.

At the same time, from the round hole where the starlight could be seen, villagers began to jump down one after another, gradually gathering in a circle behind the ink dye.

The man glanced back and nodded with satisfaction, well, although he was almost refined by the master with divine will to refine the soul-attracting incense on it before, but fortunately, the things refined by the hall master were strong enough, and now it has been restored, in fact, just now, he was still a little panicked, that master should be Jiupin, even if he has the hall master's trick, if it takes a little more time, I am afraid that he will be recognized, but I don't know why, the master suddenly left, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and then turned around, He saw the prince of Chu State, and the ink dye secretly praised, looking at how good Lao Tzu's luck is, could it be that God has opened his eyes.

This is the second time Xiao Jinchen has seen that lady, but Li Xinghua is even more terrifying now, her already skull-like face is full of blood, her mouth is constantly panting, and like those people around her, they are all looking at the young prince who is half squatting on the ground.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, it's too late to regret it now!" The ink dye gently stroked the bamboo flute, but there was a little bit of a sense of delicacy that only women can have.

Xiao Jinchen grinned: "I regret your mother!"

As soon as the young prince's voice fell, he saw that the cicada sword that fell behind Mo Ran instantly turned golden, and from the blood pool, there was a translucent light cluster rushing into the sword, and the cicada song flashed away, and the next moment, it passed through the back of Mo Ran, and the tip of the sword was the heart.

The man's face instantly stiffened, the flute in his hand fell directly to the ground, blood continued to ooze from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed thick disbelief.

"You ......"

Xiao Jinchen shook his head, his hair was scattered, his seven orifices were bleeding, his clothes had already been soaked in blood, but his face was smiling brightly.

He walked in front of Mo Ran, plucked the bamboo flute with his toes, and stepped on it violently, the bamboo flute instantly scattered into pieces, and with this shattering, the villagers behind the ink dye seemed to have no sense of God, whether dead or alive, they all fell to the ground, and the ink dye that was pierced by the sound of cicadas popped and knelt down violently.

Xiao Jinchen grabbed the ink-dyed hair, his face hideous.

"Thanks to you, this is the closest prince to death, but unfortunately, this prince is still not dead, aren't you very strange, how did I abandon the sword, kindly tell you, you only know the name of the Great Freedom True Dragon Divine Method, but I have it in my body, just now, it suddenly had a feeling of extreme thirst, and then the prince actually found that his true qi had recovered a point, think about it, this is the connection between the seed of the Divine Essence and the Great Freedom True Dragon Divine Method, so the prince simply threw the sword, Leave only a trace of true qi, let him go and store the seed of the god you said, you also saw it, oh, no, you didn't see it, there was already a group of light rushing into the sword just now, otherwise, I really can't plot against you, I will send you a word before I leave, and when you fight against people in the next life, use your brains more! ”

He stretched out his hand in front of the ink dye and closed the dead eyes for the demon hall disciple.

Xiao Jinchen took a step back, and golden spots of light began to appear slowly on his whole body, and at the same time, both major and minor injuries on his body began to heal slowly, with sufficient qi and blood, and a ruddy face.

beckoned, and the cicada sword returned to his hand, the sword body was smooth, and there was no trace of blood.

"Uncle Shi, although I don't know what the reason is, I think the purpose of you calling me here is this kind of Yunshen."

Xiao Jinchen said to himself, but when he paid attention to the innocent people behind the ink dye, he had an urge to cut the ink with a thousand knives.

This fucking has a hairy relationship with these poor people, the Demon Hall, the Blood Hall Demon Saint, this prince will uproot you sooner or later. The young prince suddenly had an unprecedented sense of transparency in his heart, he wanted to accept fate, Chen Wenbo was right, life in the world, if you don't even dare to pick up those established fates, how can you let go of it, why hate it?

"Childe?" A female voice dragged Xiao Jinchen's sanity back, it was Li Xinghua, and the villagers next to her who were just as puzzled as she were the sane villagers.

"Auntie, it's okay, the curse of your Sage Village has been lifted, you see, this is the so-called ghost baby." Xiao Jinchen tried his best to be kind, and pointed at Li Xinghua, which could be regarded as an explanation for her and the villagers of their Sage Village.

Li Xinghua was stunned when she heard this, looking at the corpse kneeling on the ground, blood-red tears sliding down the corners of her eyes.

"Really?" One of the villagers had the courage to ask.

"Hmm."

"Great, great, lady, did you hear me, what did this son say?"

"He said, he said that the curse of our Sage Village has been lifted."

"What about my son, what about my son, Xinghua, I remember when I and my family saw the ghost baby, you were okay? Do you see my son? ”

"Haha, oh my God, do you hear me, we're saved."

"Ah, this is, dog, donkey, how did they become like this."

"My poor son, you died so miserably, why don't you wait for your mother!"

……

Listening to the words of these villagers, Xiao Jinchen felt very uncomfortable, he could probably guess what the ghost baby was, and he could also guess where the missing or dead people went.

The so-called ghost babies are actually just illusions, they should be those special fragrances in the air, and the ghost babies that these villagers encountered later were probably because they had been eroded by those fragrances and controlled by the bamboo flute in their hands.

As for those who disappeared or died, they were probably killed by those of them who were controlled, Xiao Jinchen could almost imagine that kind of tragic situation, being killed by people who got along day and night, and watching them lose their minds, this is probably the cruelest punishment in the world.

Xiao Jinchen didn't plan to tell them these things, it was too inhumane, and he could only leave it to time to calm it down.

Knowing that it was Xiao Jinchen who saved them, led by Li Xinghua, almost everyone knelt on the ground silently.

"Li Xinghua, a folk woman, thank you for the great kindness of the son."

"Grass man Li Wen, Xie Gongzi's life-saving grace."

"Grass People Yang Yi ......"

"Grass Folk Liu Zhi ......"

……

The words of thanks came one after another, and the young prince watched and burst into tears.