The fist is fierce, like the wind and a knife.

The fierce strength ran down the torn sleeves of the man in black, slicing his shirt and cutting the veil from his face.

Finally, the true face of the man in black was revealed.

Seeing the person in front of him, Liu Ziang was stunned.

The face is incredible.

I saw that his naked upper body, the muscles were like stones, no worse than Liu Ziang's.

Just like his arms, the skin of his upper body is golden.

Obviously, this is some kind of secret work.

On top of that, he has a shiny bald head!

That's right, it's a bald head as bright as a grinding mirror.

And he, too, is no one else!

It is the Wuming that Liu Ziang and Xu Ling have just met today!

"How are you?"

Looking at Wuming, Liu Ziang's brain couldn't turn around.

He himself said that he was a little novice!

Although he did not walk, sit and lie down like ordinary monks.

It's not a shirt that wears, but I like music.

But what he said was occasionally quite Zen.

And his demeanor is also different from that of mortal people, and he does not have red dust and fireworks.

No matter what Liu Ziang thinks, Little Master Wuming is not lying.

He is indeed a monk!

But tonight, he really didn't act like a monk.

Decisive killing.

Don't listen to persuasion yet!

For a while, Liu Ziang stared at Wuming, and he really didn't know what to say.

As for Wuming, he only frowned slightly, and then turned around again.

He was going to rush towards the god again.

"Little Master!" Liu Ziang came back to his senses in an instant. While shouting, he rushed towards Da Wuming again.

Liu Ziang's mentality has changed slightly.

As he rushed towards Wuming, he also took a deep breath.

At a glance, Liu Ziang took advantage of the wind.

But in one step, he rushed behind Wuming.

With the help of heavenly arts, Liu Ziang's power has increased wildly.

The shot was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it buckled on Wuming's shoulder.

Then there was another soft drink.

I saw Liu Ziang clasping Wuming's hand, and his fingers jumped out of the fire.

At the same moment, Wuming trembled, and he lost most of his strength.

My body is weak and I want to fall!

It's also a shame that for a while, Wuming's mind is all on the gods.

Otherwise, even if Liu Ziang used heavenly magic, it would not have been possible to have this miraculous effect.

At that moment, he grabbed Wuming's shoulders, pulled back, and pulled to his side.

"Let go of me!"

Before he could stand firmly, Wuming shouted at Liu Ziang.

He frowned, his expression slightly frivolous.

How can there be a treasure in the daytime

gya

state.

While drinking, he gritted his teeth and shook his body lightly, trying to break free from Liu Ziang's hands.

"Do you really want to watch the villagers die?"

It's that sentence again!

Liu Ziang shook his head.

While clasping Satorium's shoulders harder, he said to him, "The villagers can't die. ”

"On the contrary, it's you, who really kill the people in the gods, and it will cause a catastrophe!"

"I'm a professional, you have to trust me!"

Wu Ming didn't believe it at all.

The strength of the struggle suddenly increased.

He was ready to open his mouth and drink.

At the same time, the mutation can occur abruptly.

The vast lake of gentlemen all stopped.

The gods in the crowd also stopped.

Correspondingly, in the cemetery, the honor guard around the villagers also stopped shaking the lanterns in their hands.

The crisp ringing of the bell also stopped.

The strange thing is that even the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning seem to be much weaker at this moment.

For a moment, the chaotic night was much calmer.

Even Liu Ziang's mood calmed down.

He still clasped Wu Ming and said to him again: "Believe me, the villagers will never be fine!" ”

Without waiting for Wuming to speak, he forcibly stomped his feet and leaped straight back.

A little bit of your feet in the dot.

Jumped back into the village, stepped on the roof, and finally jumped onto a tall tree in the village.

After standing firmly, Liu Ziang stretched out his hand and pointed towards the graveyard, "Take a good look." ”

As Liu Ziang spoke, he saw the officials around the god moving quickly.

The officials on the left and right in front of him made way for the gods.

The eight horses that led the god seemed to be able to psychic.

No one to drive and no one to spur.

After the officials let the road open, the eight divine horses stepped at the same time. He led the priest and walked straight to the graveyard.

The speed of the god's march was not very fast.

The target is the five new graves that have been erected.

Judging by the speed, it will take a while to reach the location of the new grave.

I'm afraid that Wuming will take advantage of this gap and rush to the god again.

So Liu Ziang buckled Wuming's shoulders hard.

While asking Satoru in order to divert his attention.

"The person in the coffin, is he still alive?"

Liu Ziang felt that Wuming had used some force.

But after all, Wuming still didn't break free from his hands.

And Wuming also replied to Liu Ziang at the same time: "Can't live? ”

"Can't live?" Liu Ziang frowned slightly.

Wuming's answer is not that he is not alive, but that he can't live, which means ......!

Liu Ziang's surprise had just fallen, and Wu Ming nodded.

"The people in the coffin took the initiative to drink the poison at night!"

"After they are in the ground, they should be dead."

Although I have long known that the person in the coffin must be dead, I have long known that the person in the coffin is going to die on his own initiative.

But at this moment, Liu Ziang still couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, sighs are sighs, Liu Ziang is no longer funny before.

This mountain village, this strange customs, can actually lead to the strange scene of Yin Si going out on patrol.

This shows that the customs in their village are not due to the ignorance of the villagers.

Rather, it is very likely that you will be bewitched by someone or something, or even some legendary 'god'!

Finally, at this moment, eight divine horses led the gods to the cemetery.

The horses crossed the new grave and stopped in the cemetery.

The tall chariot stopped just before the new tomb.

The wide gate just shrouds the five new tombs.

"What is this for?" Wuming's strange voice came out, "It's different from what the host said." ”

"Presiding?" Liu Ziang gave him a strange look.

Obviously, this host is not talking about Uncle Zhang.

After just taking a look, Liu Ziang said to him: "This is what Uncle Zhang said, 'leading to immortals'." ”

"Whew!"

Liu Ziang's words had just fallen, and the wind that had calmed down a little suddenly rose sharply.

And when the wind was blowing, I saw that in the five new graves, a cloud of black gas suddenly came out.

Black gas is like smoke and fog.

But it's condensed.

Steady under the storm, lightning and thunder!

After the black qi appeared from the tomb, it slowly floated up.

Eventually, we drifted to the main gate of the shrine!

At the same time, five clouds of mist trembled and drummed at the same time.

In the midst of this trembling, the five clouds of mist actually appeared in the form of limbs, bodies and heads.

"Soul?" When the black mist emerged from the new grave, Gomei's eyes widened.

Even though he is a monk, even though the cemetery is now full of people who look like ghosts and people, like smoke and mist.

But he still doesn't seem to believe in metaphysics.

It was only then that the black mist suddenly turned into a figure.

For Wuming, it is equivalent to seeing the appearance of the 'soul' with his own eyes.

This made him shudder slightly.

"It's not!" Liu Ziang said indifferently, "Although I don't know if there is a soul in this world, those five black gases are definitely not souls. ”

He lowered his head and swept towards the officials and honor guards in the cemetery, "This is definitely not a ghost or a ghost." ”