The afterglow of the setting sun glowed with a fish's eye, and in the fading light, all the seeds of sin and uneasiness were hidden, and the turmoil in the dark night really began in this gradually dissipating starlight.

In the strange market, a layer of rich black is unconsciously shrouded, and when the night comes, it is also the time for them to act.

Wei Jiu and his entourage, the action was not hidden, but there was no fanfare, and in addition to Wei Jiu and Hua Yiliu, there were only four or five Jiuyi Hall elites, and they all knew that this time the conquest was completely to crush the other party in terms of strength.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the courtyard of Moshi was closed early, which was completely different from the prosperity of Hangzhou, and in such an environment, the hidden village was particularly conspicuous. Although it is not said that it is a city, it is also a big man who is full of yards, drinking wine and eating meat in big bowls, most of them are barearmed, and there are many horses guarding the door.

Wei Jiu's convoy stopped at the far end of the village, and with the strength of their group, the chance of being spotted on foot was almost zero, and before they knew it, several people had already approached the village.

Wei Jiu's consciousness swept away, turned to Hua Yiliu and said, "There are three hundred and fifty-two people inside, there are no innocent women and children, all of them are gang members, Liu'er, what do you want to do?"

Hua Yiliu didn't speak, just looked ahead quietly, and said to himself for a long time, "May there be no more quacks in heaven!"

The body was extremely fast, Hua Yiliu's body shuttled in the air, Wei Jiu did not hesitate, and was even more by her side, only to see her fingers pinching lightly, pinching in the air little by little, palms, one by one silver needles flashing rapidly in the air, surrounding the village, wrapping the village in it little by little.

In the palm of his hand, somehow, a delicate glass bottle appeared in Hua Yiliu's hand, and the liquid pouring out of the bottle was transparent, dripping on the ground but quickly disappeared on the surface, to Wei Jiu's surprise, this liquid can penetrate the surface, little by little to spread to the ground, once it touches the groundwater, it will immediately incorporate the groundwater into its forward pace, and what is even more amazing is that the life that encounters it is quickly withered and withered, until it disappears at the end of Wei Jiu's divine consciousness, its power has not decreased by half a point.

It's not over yet, as if Hua Yiliu's magical powers are not just like that, she whispered to me Wei Jiu, "Jiu, can you take me up?"

Flying in the air is everyone's innate dream, but the art of controlling the sky is not as simple as imagined, cultivators can basically only reach the stage of transformation to truly counteract the gravitational pull of the earth, and secondly, the wind attribute spell and some Qimen sword skills can also complete simple flight, but the time and altitude of the flight are also determined by their own cultivation.

The art of controlling the sky is extremely difficult, and it is indeed eye-catching to learn, but there are some exceptions to it, such as Wei Jiu.

Although Wei Jiu's "Nine Tricks of Heavenly Pills" practiced by Wei Jiu could not fly in the sky, but he who awakened the wind element, flying was naturally not a problem, and secondly, on the Hidden Heaven Peak, he was united with the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword Heart and God, and he could resist the sword with his heart, so what is the difficulty of flying the sword?

"You will wait here and do not reveal your whereabouts!"

Wei Jiu said solemnly to the brothers behind him, without hesitation, he summoned the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword, only to see that the sword body became bigger, Wei Jiu took Hua Yiliu and stood up, and said gently, "Liu'er remember to hold me tightly, if you fall down, you will become a little pig's head!"

The Qianyuan sword slowly rose, and the night came, but no one noticed this strange scene, and Hua Yiliu on the sword, only then did he put down his cold face, and the opportunity to be alone with him was really too few and too few, leaning tightly in Wei Jiu's arms, and said to himself, "Seeing that I am living so happily with Jiu Jiu now, Dad will also be relieved in the spirit of heaven, right?!"

Even if it is gratifying, even if it is mourning, but those enemies, none of them can be spared!

Finally, the Qianyuan Sword rose to a height that could not be seen clearly before stopping, only to see Hua Yiliu's hand raised, and the purple sand in one hand was blown down by the wind, floating in every corner of this village!

"The mysterious needle is chaotic, the mysterious needle is piercing, and the soul is chaotic!"

"Sorrow turns bones into wine, sorrow all over the world, bones and tendons!"

"The heavenly demons are resentful, the heavenly demons are magnified, and the hatred is reconciled!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Although it was a self-talking chant, Wei Jiu on the side could hear the words in it, looking at Hua Yiliu in front of him, he wanted to know what kind of shock this girl would give him.

At this time, a vision suddenly appeared.

Purple sand fell from the sky and hit the ground with a "ding" sound, and then purple smoke burst out of the gravel. At the same moment, the liquid that spread to the ground finally couldn't bear it anymore, and it rushed to the ground, followed by a huge green liquid that was included in the transparent liquid, and this liquid slowly grew larger, and rushed into the village wantonly.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

"Woohoo"

The purple and green space is accompanied by screams, collisions, and screams of pain.

In the purple shrouded crowd, the bare-armed young men fought and beat one after another, the simplest art and the most primitive violence were visible at this moment, and the green impact of the crowd, where the water flowed, there was no grass, let alone people, not even the bones had a trace of existence.

People outside the chaos saw this strange scene and ran towards the door one after another, but will Hua Yiliu really do what they want?

Before he could run out of the village, the layers of red ropes trapped him firmly, and one by one silver needles pierced his head, and then the running man stopped, and then stood there in a daze, but he was like a walking corpse, and he no longer had any expression.

The smoke and colors slowly dissipated, and the surrounding space gradually returned to tranquility.