Yeshu quickly came back to his senses, and immediately roared with anger on his face: "I'm XXX, you actually dare to touch the porcelain, hurry up and let go of me!" everyone is watching" He pointed to the onlookers of the villagers.

However, none of the villagers stepped forward to say anything, but all of them had an expression of watching a good show and not thinking it was a big deal.

And the young man's hand seems to be weak, but the strength is surprisingly great, no matter how the night art struggles, it will not let go, and a posture of not wanting to die if you don't get the money.

Some villagers who usually hated or wanted to drive the night art out of the village for a long time saw this as an opportunity, and immediately shouted without blushing and heartbeat: "Night ruffian, you see what you have knocked people into, don't you hurry up and lose money!"

And the villagers who had just come over and didn't know the whole process also started drinking, "That's it, don't lose money quickly!"

"Lose money!"

Hearing the words of the villagers, Yeshu was stunned for a moment, "Ah?".

Turning his head to look at the villagers behind him, he was presented with indifferent and ruthless faces.

Looking at these people's night arts, he was quickly relieved, after all, it was not a day or two that the villagers hated him so plainly for no reason, and he didn't even bother to defend himself. But what I didn't expect was that they would directly reverse black and white to frame themselves, thinking that they were just standing by.

But Yeshu didn't know when, and he didn't care about these things anymore, because he had no feelings for this village for a long time. Don't leave the village, it's just that the time has not yet come.

Seeing that the young man's eyes did not show the slightest joy and pride, but a feeling of pity and lamentation.

The abrupt Shuangniu Peak "boomed" and made a loud sound that shook the world, and the sound like thunder on the flat ground was transmitted to the ears of all the villagers, and their hearts jumped violently, which frightened a wit.

Then everyone's eyes invariably looked at the peak of Shuangniu Peak, only to see a huge rock the size of a house, from the peak of Shuangniu Peak, like an ancient beast, roaring towards the entire street.

When all the villagers saw this huge rock, their eyes were very large, and this sudden change made everyone stand in place in a daze.

At this time, the village chief heard the sound, and when he saw the huge rock, he was startled at first, and then his eyes widened to see the villagers who were still in a trance, and immediately shouted: "Run away!"

The villagers who heard the sound were like frightened birds, their faces were full of panic, and they fled like crazy, crowded into a ball, and cried in all directions. And the people who were watching the play just now also dispersed in a hurry, and each took care of his own life and ran for his life.

For a while, the streets were full of people, and only night art and youth remained.

Seeing the rolling boulder, Yeshu gasped and immediately ran away, but seeing that the young man didn't have the slightest intention of running, he ran back as soon as he gritted his teeth, and scolded angrily: "You're crazy!, don't you run away quickly, do you want to be crushed into a meatloaf?"

The young man stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, and glanced at the night technique very curiously, but his expression was as calm as water, and said lightly: "Small scene, what are you lying?"

Nocturnal looked like a beast-like boulder, but anything that touched it was in ruins without exception.

He preliminarily judged that the young man was a madman, and he could only complain that he was too unlucky today, and he was about to run away.

At this moment, the boulder accelerated abruptly, and it was only a moment away, and he couldn't run this distance at all.

Seeing that he couldn't run, his soul was frightened, and he shouted in panic: "Help! Lao Tzu hasn't married a wife yet!"

When the village chief saw this, his heart rose to his throat, and he shouted: "Night boy!" Suddenly they took a step out of the morning night technique, and they came quickly, but with the speed of the village chief, they couldn't catch up at all, and the boulder had already arrived.

The situation was at a critical juncture, and Yeshu subconsciously closed his eyes, and at the same time put his hands in front of his chest, and secretly said in his heart: "Oh my God, your son is going to die, as long as you can help me tide over the difficulties, I am willing to exchange the lives of those villagers and their whole family in exchange."

At this time, "Huh~" A gust of wind blew out of nowhere, and after a few breaths, Yeshu felt that there was no pain coming, thinking that he had been inspired by God, and opened his eyes nervously.

He was shocked to find that the huge boulder that had just come was gone, leaving only a large pile of dust, and standing in front of him was the young man who had a calm and full face just now, and he could guess that this was definitely done by the young man in the Silly Night Technique.

The young man thought that his nostrils were a little uncomfortable, so he reached in with his little thumb and pulled it out, and said lightly to the night art who was in a stunned state, "I said a small scene, panic?"

Yeshu was completely stunned, his mouth fluttering and he couldn't speak for a long time, and the same was true for the village chief.

The young man looked at the surprised two, his expression changed suddenly, and he punched the palm of his hand: "Oh damn it, forget that I'm wandering, I can't use my strength, I can't help it"

"Apocalypse Eyes" The young man groaned lazily, his eyes were slightly closed and opened, only to see a strange golden halo coming out of his eyes, the halo dissipated, and the entire pupil color suddenly turned into an amber-like golden yellow, and a very conspicuous golden wheel pupil pattern also appeared with the dissipation of the halo.

If the eye fighting spirit of the night art is the pupil of the evil god, a representative of darkness, then these eyes are diametrically opposed, bringing hope and light to people, and all the evil cults in the world seem to be able to evolve by him, and are the representative of light.

"Fighting Spirit Technique-Thousand Worries and Broken Memories" The young man snorted lightly, only to see the golden wheel pupils turn sharply, and a holy power burst out from his eyes in an instant.

The young man sighed lazily, and then tapped his long pointed fingers in the vacuum, and a golden brilliance like a bubbling blue wave suddenly spread out in all directions with his fingers as the center.

The villagers who were hiding on both sides of the street, as soon as they touched this Jinhua, they immediately fainted, and the village chief was no exception, and except for the young people in the audience, the only one standing was the night technique.

The night technique didn't know why, but he could feel that the first time after receiving the Guanghua sprint, his brain first transmitted a burst of dizziness, but it was blocked by the thing in his body that had been absorbing the spirit element, so that he did not pass out.

The young man looked surprised, but more curious, looked at the night art, and grinned: "Boy, follow me!"

As soon as the words fell, before the night technique could react, he was grabbed by the young man.

The young man's hand knife void suddenly shook, and immediately after that, the void turned into countless crystal clear fragments. And a pitch-black, abyss-like crack appeared where the fragments fell, and Yeshu looked at the scene in front of him with his mouth wide open.

The young man stepped on his tiptoes, and then a golden light attached to the surface of the night technique, no matter how he struggled, he was still dragged in by the young man.

After the two of them fully entered the crack, a flash of light flashed, and the crack magically closed together, and the sky was as quiet as ever.

At this time, in a secluded valley, a crack suddenly appeared above the valley, and the night spell was directly thrown out and smashed to the ground.

"Ahh

The young man stepped out of the crack and immediately fell down like an immortal, with a grim expression on his face.

As soon as Yeshu reacted, he heard the young man's cold voice coming: "Boy, who are you?"

After speaking, an invisible aura of slaughter roared out from the young man's body in an instant.

Night Jutsu only felt that the murderous aura swept out, like a sharp blade refracted from the cold ice by the hilt of several knives, piercing through his heart, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, cold sweat kept overflowing, and even felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, this feeling was more terrifying than facing the huge rock that rushed straight just now, as if he had reached hell.

After a few breaths, the surrounding atmosphere was depressed to the extreme, and the brain of the night art was blank, only fear remained, and his face was purple.

The young man looked at the night magic with a purple face, and suddenly laughed, and the terrifying killing aura disappeared in an instant.

"It seems that the tone of those old guys' voices is really not something I can learn" After speaking, the young man asked with concern, "Hey, boy, are you okay?"

As the murderous aura disappeared, Yeshu was inhaling and exhaling heavily, and he had never felt that the air was so clear.

Hearing the young man's words, Yeshu hurriedly replied, "That crazy ...... No, no, senior, I'm fine" He didn't want to offend the person in front of him again.

After feeling the restraint in the night term, the young man shook his head unhappily: "Boy, I don't like this tone, you don't have to."

Yeshu was stunned when he heard this, and said with a grin: "Senior, I won't tell you that I don't like this kind of extremely boring conversation, so it's better to return to normal."

The night technique is worthy of the night technique, and the desire to survive is extremely strong.

"Yes, yes, the boy has a future," the young man laughed, and he found the night art more and more interesting.

Yeshu didn't look at the young man from beginning to end just now because he was nervous, and he was completely stunned at this time.

The young man's face was angular, his fair and handsome cheeks were cold and feminine, and under his sword eyebrows were a pair of eyes that were deep and boundless.

The long jet-black hair is soft and shiny, tied up by a cloth belt, but the most attractive point is the elegant and tranquil temperament on his body, although his demeanor is a little lazy, but on the contrary, it adds a different kind of beauty to it.

Looked at by Yeshu so dementedly, the young man sighed in annoyance, and said: "It seems that being handsome is also a kind of mistake, even if the woman doesn't let me go, even the man ....... Oh, I'm damned," the young man quickly relieved.

Yeshu heard this narcissistic words to the extreme, and secretly said, "There is a man in this world who is thicker than me, but his appearance does threaten my status as Shuai Ritian."

The young man was stunned suddenly, as if he had thought of something, and then looked at the night technique with very curious eyes, and said, "But I'm still very curious, how did you stop the thousand worries and memories."

After the "Apocalypse Eyes" finished talking about the youth, the pair of golden eyes reappeared with the glow of gold.

Yeshu's heart suddenly shook, and an extremely strong pupil force entered his body, peeking at everything in his body, making his anus a little cold.

After a few breaths, I saw that the young man's expression, which was originally as calm as stopping water, suddenly changed, and he was shocked: "It's actually a companion fighting spirit! No wonder, no wonder"

When Yeshu heard the words Companion Fighting Spirit, his face was confused, it was another word he had never heard of at all, at this moment he only felt that he knew too little about the world of spirituality, and then instinctively asked: "What is Companion Fighting Spirit?"

The young man slowed down, calmed down again, and then patiently explained.

"The companion fighting spirit is a very strange and strange fighting spirit, divided into a main spirit, an accompanying spirit, but the associated spirit is an extreme undead, the general undead can not accept the spirit quenching body, but the difference is that the associated undead can use the main spirit to guide into the body to absorb the spirit element cleanly, so that they can not quench the body"

"Of course, there is only one way to solve this problem, and that is to repair the companion spirits, but this is not realistic, because the spirit elements required to repair the companion spirits cannot be achieved even if they are exhausted in a lifetime.

"There are good and bad, but the good of the companion Dou Ling can only be reflected in the Spirit Monarch Realm, but this will never be reflected in you"

After saying that, the young man patted his head, "Oh, it's pretending again!"