And in the past hundred years, this mysterious passage has also not been peaceful.

Sometimes it seems that there is an extremely ominous aura approaching, but when those outsiders perceive the immortal aura here and the deterrent power deliberately released by the tortoise, they probably also find that the owner of this place is not easy to mess with, so they consciously take a detour.

Reluctance to generate unnecessary conflicts.

And when everything was completed, until it became the appearance of Du Bai when he first saw it, the turtle did not stop, and at this time, with the formation of the enchantment, the strange aura and screams around it had decreased a lot.

At least to the extent that it can be tolerated.

And it climbed back into the room, looked at the pale corpse of the scholar on the bed, and returned the bead to his body.

But this can only temporarily save the scholar's body from decay, and the turtle himself can feel that the blood qi in the scholar's body has been almost exhausted, and in the long run, he may be infected by the yin qi in this place and become a sane zombie.

For this reason, it thought for a long time, thinking of what the scholar had said to him, and remembering the ungrateful atrocities of the villagers before, and its eyes gradually became cruel.

At last, he made up his mind to implement a plan to obtain flesh through mortal sacrifices.

That is what Du Bai saw before.

It walked out of that door again, and returned to that river after a hundred years.

For such a long time, even the oldest people in the village have long since passed away, and no one remembers the existence of a river god in this Suwon village.

As for the smashed idol, no one knows about it.

The first time the turtle arrives is to announce its existence to the people here, and ask them to offer sacrifices on time to maintain their flesh.

But in Du Bai's eyes, it was indeed just because of this at first.

But as time passed, after a long period of killing and being soaked in blood and resentment, its mind had been corroded, and it was not at all as normal as it had been.

There has even begun to appear a trace of evil energy, which is weird and inexplicable.

"Perhaps it was from this time that this turtle really fell into the magic barrier, and finally even forcibly killed all the villagers, turning all those villagers into ghosts and mutilating passers-by."

Du Bai couldn't help but sigh lightly as he watched the turtle gradually become crazy.

He already had a general understanding of what had happened, and although the turtle savior was heartbroken, the crimes he had committed in the process were absolutely unforgivable.

Now that he has blown himself up, it may be regarded as another suitable destination.

Seeing that he had understood what had happened, there was no need to stay here, he stretched out his hand, and everything in front of him instantly turned into a cloud of smoke and gradually dissipated.

Strictly speaking, this is another form of dreaming. The ability of the Dragon King himself was naturally more powerful than that of his own mortal body, so just touching it was enough to detect the other party's memory information.

It is not even limited to the events of his life, but also includes some memories after death......

Returning to reality, Du Bai looked at the corpse of the scholar in front of him.

"Now there will be no more turtles to collect blood qi for him, if this continues, I am afraid that the result will be completely eroded by the yin qi here, it is better to leave the last decent result......"

He turned and walked out of the cabin, and with a thought in his mind, a faint blue flame began to burn behind him, and quickly covered the house.

In the blink of an eye, the entire wooden house was covered in flames, and the blue flames were accompanied by bursts of gray smoke, but there was no strange heat wave, but it seemed that the temperature around the body had been sucked away, and it was even colder and biting than before.

And the speed of burning was also extremely fast, and in a short time, the wooden house and courtyard that were originally quite rustic had been turned into a puddle of ashes, and the scholar's bones were already mixed in with it.

Du Bai stretched out his hand, and all these ashes gathered into his hands, intending to return to their original positions after returning to reality later.

But in the midst of the ashes, there was another thing that caught his attention—the jade bead he had seen before.

This thing is a real immortal relic, not something that can be burned by ordinary flames like Fang Cai, and it can't even leave any marks on it.

At this time, the bead also flew into his hand, and with a slight sense, he could feel that it was empty.

It's about the same as when I first got the Dragon Ball.

It was all the previous master's unreasonable use, which led to all the immortal power being exhausted.

But fortunately, Du Baiben doesn't care about these things.

"The name of the river god sounds good, but how can it compare to the dragon lord?"

Functionally, it's not what I just need now, and it's not bad to use it as a collection and research of the power of the Immortal Buddha.

He flipped his palm and pocketed it, not paying much attention to it.

Then, he looked at his surroundings and frowned slightly.

At this time, after the wooden house was destroyed by himself, everything here changed to the original appearance, and the sound of some kind of ghost crying in pain could be faintly heard in the dark distance, which was terrifying.

"This should not be the internal structure of that small world, but more like a special passage made through that small world, connecting this unknown world......"

Du Bai looked around, guessing in his heart.

But for some reason, he always had a sense of déjà vu that he had seen it somewhere.

"Maybe it's not me, but the impression of a former immortal?"

He was thoughtful, but as the small world outside began to gradually collapse, there was not enough time, so he could only leave here for the time being, waiting for another opportunity next time.

However, he kept an extra eye, and he did not forget to leave a mark here, so that he could find it himself in the future.

"Boom ......"

At this point, the passage is outside.

This small world, which has been going on for hundreds of years, has finally come to an end of its own. The sky was like a mirror shattering, fine and dense cracks appeared, and the black and oppressive clouds were pressed to the point that they seemed to be within reach, and sometimes silver-white lightning tore through the fog, dyeing the world white.

As for the villagers, they have not known when they have returned to their original state, they are not aware of the change in the weather at this time, and they still maintain their behavior before their death.

Both the words and the demeanor are exactly the same, as if a program is stuck in an endless loop.

Du Bai glanced at them, did not linger, and left this small world directly.

With the destruction of the small world, they should also be finally liberated and reborn.

This is the best outcome for these mortals.