He Xiaotian reached out and picked up Pixiu, hung him in the air, and then shook wildly.

"Spit it out! Spit it out! ”

He really didn't have a second way, and he couldn't fly in the air.

What if you fall into the river of doom and are targeted by some invincible thing, like swallowing thousands of Horo fish in one bite?

Pixiu, who was sitting on He Xiaotian's right, instantly shrank into a ball and trembled.

Previously, in the secret room of Zhushan, the picture of lying on the gold and silver mountains and constantly retching is vivid.

Roger turned his head and saw He Xiaotian, who was 'destroying' Pixiu, and the whole person instantly became bad.

A Pixiu that only goes in and can't leave, you expect it to spit out things, what about trouble?

As a result, before Roger could speak, he saw the stone beast in He Xiaotian's hand, with a big mouth.

"Gross!!"

"Bang la la"

The bead-shaped aura crystals spat out of its mouth.

Falling into the depression with a crisp crashing sound.

Then, the jade dragon, who got the 'money', finally stabilized again.

And at great speed, rushing to the riverbank.

About fifteen seconds later, Pixiu, who was hanging in the air, couldn't spit it out at all, no matter how He Xiaotian shook it.

He gently placed the stone beast on his seat, and then smiled and focused his gaze on the other one who was shivering.

"Brush!"

I saw Pixiu, who was shrunk into a ball next to He Xiaotian's right hand, took the initiative to pounce on the depression, opened his mouth and spit out spiritual energy crystals to maintain the Four Dragons Royal Car.

Vice Minister Luo, who witnessed the whole process, was full of sluggishness.

Damn?!

The legendary Pixiu not only made He Xiaotian shake until he vomited, but also made him take the initiative to spit out what he ate.

It is more shocking than the legendary stone oil extraction.

Am I Luo someone dreaming?

Don't talk about him, he is well-informed, and the greedy and angry head who is not surprised is confused.

How can this be explained, there is no such information in the divinity of Prajna!

"Smack!"

A jade book spit out of Pixiu's mouth.

He Xiaotian: "?! ”

As soon as Pixiu's eyes rolled, he was about to swallow it in one gulp.

It's just the piercing gaze on his back that freezes his movements.

Then with a big hand, he picked up the jade book.

"Smack!"

He Xiaotian slapped Pixiu on the back of the head and shouted.

"Keep throwing up, don't stop until you get ashore."

Roger: "......"

It's me who underestimated you, you're not Zhou Papi, you're even more ruthless than Huang Shiren.

“...... Book? ”

There were four big characters on the jade book, but for some reason, the first two characters on the head had been damaged and could not be recognized.

Only the rest of the books can still be distinguished.

He opened the jade book and saw that there were spells recorded on it.

Unfortunately, most of them are incomplete, and only a few numbers remain.

"I'll include it for the time being, and I'll talk about it later." He Xiaotian muttered, and then put the jade book into the storage space. The scanning level is not enough, and he is not a Taoist expert, unless he can get 10 million experience points, he chooses to strengthen the scan after upgrading the system.

But the question is, do you want to decompose this function?

Magical powers, strange arts, not ready to improve!

"Boom"

I don't know when, Pixiu, who was lying in the depression, couldn't spit out the aura crystals.

But to their relief, they arrived at the riverbank.

The four jade dragons disappeared separately, and the two fell from a height of several hundred meters.

Pixiu?

The treacherous and cunning two stone beasts turned into pendants before they fell and hung them on He Xiaotian's waist.

"There's a village down there!"

Roger has three heads, eyes and ears.

"Is there anything unusual?"

"Nope!"

Vice Minister Luo replied, but He Xiaotian was still a little uneasy.

After tossing for nearly a night, he didn't want to continue to have an accident.

Even if you let it feel at ease for a while, you can nourish a slightly tired spirit.

I saw He Xiaotian on the way to fall, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with golden light.

The eyes of the law are open!!

"Safety."

His eyes didn't detect anything unusual, and the village below was indeed made up of living people.

"Poof!" "Poof!"

One after the other, the two fell into a huge house in the center of the village.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Roger, choking on smoke and dust, coughed constantly.

Compared to him, He Xiaotian is much better.

It's just that when he looked up and saw the densely packed spiritual positions not far in front of him, his face changed.

Nima, something happened.

This is obviously an ancestral hall, and even women or minor children in the clan are not allowed to enter without permission, otherwise they will be severely punished.

Now, he and Roger directly lifted the lid on the 'hall' where people worship their ancestors.

The angry villagers are afraid that they will be eaten alive.

"Li Shen?"

When He Xiaotian heard this, he immediately turned his head to look at Roger.

I saw this guy lying on the ground, holding a tablet in his hand, and reading it out with a serious face.

As for why he had this thing in his hand, it was possible that the ground shook when the two of them fell.

caused the tablet to bounce off and then land on top of him.

didn't wait for He Xiaotian, scolded Roger and let him put him back in place.

Outside, the sound of dense footsteps sounded.

And there were also fires, and it was obvious that the villagers had gathered and were coming.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! ”

"Second brother, did you get the knife? Remember, if it's weird and evil, don't talk nonsense and just cut it. ”

"Hey, big brother. I forgot anything, I can't drop the ghost slaying knife of the incense sacrifice! ”

There was a burst of conversation from outside, although the two of them didn't care. But the tone was a little trembling, which showed how scared and fearful they were.

"Bang!!"

The door of the ancestral hall was vigorously kicked open from the outside.

Then dozens of torches illuminated the inside of the hall.

As a result, many villagers armed with swords and soldiers looked at He Xiaotian and Roger.

"People?!"

The first middle-aged man who was about forty years old frowned.

Beside him, there was a guy who looked about fifty percent like him, with a ghost-headed knife on his shoulder.

Depending on the situation, these two are the brothers He Xiaotian just heard the conversation.

"Weird!!"

Suddenly, Roger, who was carrying a big knife, shouted angrily as he stood up with one finger.

Then, without saying a word, the whole person bent his legs, jumped up and slashed at Roger's head holding the tablet in both hands.

Vice Minister Luo: "??? ”

If you don't agree with each other, you will cut someone!

And it seems that we haven't spoken yet, how did you live to middle age in the Nightmare Realm with such recklessness?

For the ghost head knife in the man's hand, Roger was a little too lazy to hide.

A mortal soldier can split his head, isn't it......

"Be careful!"

He Xiaotian clearly saw that a ghostly light flashed from the ghost head knife in the man's hand.

A sharp aura overflowed, and the surrounding tables, chairs, benches and other objects were torn apart in an instant.

Especially at the fracture, the brilliance is like a mirror.

Naturally, Roger also discovered the unusual power of the knife, and then the figure flashed.

"Boom!!"

An incomparably sharp white brilliance slashed out from the Ghost Head Knife.

The stone floor is split in two and peeks out of the wall.

The strange thing is that where Huaguang passed, it did not cause much damage to the ancestral hall.

It turned out to be a small fracture that split the wall along the ground.

If you don't look closely, you may not be able to find out.

"Dead"

The man with the ghost-headed knife swept towards Roger again, who had just stood still.

"Brush!"

He Xiaotian's figure flashed and came in front of Roger.

The right hand reached out like lightning, and the index and middle fingers slammed into the blade of the head, and gently clamped it.

"Boom!"

A spark erupted, and then it was impossible to move forward.

"You?!"

The man's face was full of surprise, this knife was made of ancestral incense.

Not to mention the ordinary weird, it is that those things in the wild that are invulnerable and temper the flesh to the peak can be easily cut open.

He Xiaotian was able to hold it with his fingers and was not injured.

How can it not be surprising?

"Alright, dick. They're human, not weird. The middle-aged man, led by the villagers, spoke up.

"But big brother, this person has three heads and six arms......" Before he finished speaking, He Xiaotian shook his arm.

"Pedal ......"

The man holding the ghost-headed knife only felt that an overwhelming force swept towards him layer after layer.

The body continued to retreat uncontrollably, and it took a dozen steps to retreat into the crowd.

If you look closely, it is exactly the same as the position at the time of the outbreak.

It can be seen how accurate He Xiaotian's grasp of strength is.

"Why did this strong man come to my Li Village?"

A middle-aged man who looked like a patriarch took a step forward and clasped his fists with both hands.

He Xiaotian's eyes flashed with a touch of strangeness, knowing that what the other party said was not the words of the world, but he could understand it.

Could it be the ability given by the bronze door again?

He hasn't forgotten that the same was true of the world.

"The two of us came from the other side of the river to cross the Doom, and after a series of events, we accidentally landed in this ancestral hall, and we looked at Haihan." After all, it was him and Roger who tore down the house of their ancestors, and you have to admit your mistakes when you should admit them, you can't be unreasonable just because there is a reason for it, and you don't say anything and raise your fists to kill people.

"Big brother, I believe what this man says. But the three-headed, six-armed guy ...... "the man with the devil's head knife, and he didn't finish his words." Seeing the middle-aged patriarch, he waved his hand.

"There is an ancestral tablet here, whether it is evil or weird, there is nothing to hide. This man can move easily, and his complexion does not change. It can be seen that it should be human, although it looks like us...... It's a little different, but you can't kill people because of their looks. As the patriarch spoke, he paused in the middle of the conversation, apparently searching for a slightly better word to describe Roger.

"Yes, I'm sorry." The man slapped his forehead sharply, put down the ghost head knife, and apologized to Roger with both hands in fists.

He Xiaotian: "......"

Is it so sloppy?

"The power of the ancestral tablet of the Earth Nightmare Realm is very strong, and all the clansmen believe in it. The two of them don't believe in you, but in their ancestors. A greedy voice sounded behind him, which made He Xiaotian suddenly realize.

Only in this way can it be explained.

"Patriarch, patriarch. Oh no, no. ”

Outside the crowd, a child about twelve or thirteen years old ran around.

Of course, in the Nightmare Realm, he can't be considered a child, he can be called a man.

"Aunt Li...... Aunt Li's family...... Something strange happened to her family! ”