So the second life stretched out his hand and gathered the incense altar together, and finally the entire altar shrank to the size of a palm, and then he swallowed it in one gulp, and then a small incense altar appeared in his dark consciousness realm.

When Second Life came out of the dark gradient, the land was filled with black ghosts.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the huge black mist spiral in the sky at that moment, he knew very well that the Demon Venerable's demon demon was devouring that Terran city.

In the super plane, even ordinary people have consciousness bodies that surpass the Nether Realm by hundreds of times, and such unique conditions are also the main reason why the second life can refine incense.

The second life is down Dou Po, preparing to enter the city to summon macaques and to the next city. But as he reached a valley, a wisp of fragrance stimulated his snort, and he stiffened his nose, and turned sharply, his cold eyes fixed on an old tree opposite.

It was an old locust tree, with dense foliage, and it was difficult to find even if there were dozens of people hiding in it. It's just that those branches and leaves can't stop the eyes of the second life. He soon saw through the gaps in the dense foliage, and saw a pair of frightened eyes, and a small, pale and bloodless face.

It was a teenage girl with a wide open mouth and bright red lips that were almost bleeding from her teeth. She tugged at the old woman's dress tightly with her small, white and tender hands, and it was obvious that her fear was on the verge of collapse.

"He, he's scary".

"Don't be afraid, miss, aunt is there," the old woman's loving eyes swept her cheeks, and stroked her dark hair with the palm of her hand.

"Auntie, is that person a human or a ghost?" The little girl still couldn't calm down, and rubbed her head into the woman's arms.

"It doesn't matter if it's a human or a ghost, my aunt will never let him hurt Miss," the old woman said, her originally soft gaze gradually became condensed, she swept her head sideways and swept a few maids and palace maids beside her, and then a few long sleeves, streamers rushed out of the gaps in the dense leaves.

Seeing four or five women floating towards him, the second life was unmoved, but kept his eyes on the old woman through the trunk of the tree. He could perceive the old woman's cultivation, at least in the middle and late stages of enlightenment. Even if the second life's real combat power is no less than that of the Enlightenment Period, his true cultivation is only in the Enlightenment Realm. Therefore, he is not absolutely sure of victory, especially when he faces the true plane opener for the first time, he also needs to evaluate the strength of the super plane powerhouse.

As for the few maids and palace maids who only had the opening period, the second life ignored them at all, and it was not until they rushed in front of them that the second life shook his hand slightly, and a dazzling light fixed their figures, and as his palm bent, several strange spirit spells shot out with his backhand. With the crisp sound of air explosion, several women with moonlight flowers fell from the air with a sigh.

One move drops five opening periods in seconds!

The old woman was stunned by what was happening in her eyes, and she thought she could subdue them, but she couldn't do it as easily as he did.

It can be seen from this that the true cultivation of the young man in front of him will never be as simple as the opening period on the surface.

As soon as the young man appeared, the old woman smelled a very dangerous smell from him, so she dragged the young lady and hid in the tree. In the end, he failed to avoid his perception.

The indifference to the young man, as well as the extremely terrifying killing intent on her body, made the old woman feel ominous.

She was also a well-established person, so she quietly ordered the last of her maids to return to the valley at once with her young lady.

And she greeted the youth and stepped out of the big locust tree.

When the little girl saw the old woman go out, she was stunned, and she suddenly forgot that she was afraid, and even broke free from the maid's arm with all her might, and fell in front of the old woman.

"Auntie".

Just as the old woman's figure fell, the tiny body beside her was also catapulted in front of her.

The old woman looked anxious, turned around, and stared at the little girl, and the frightened maid.

"I can't catch Miss," the maid hurriedly explained.

The little girl also jumped into her arms and said, "Auntie, I won't leave, I want to be with you."

"Silly child, my aunt doesn't want to leave you, my aunt just wants to get rid of this wicked person" When the old woman saw the innocent little face of the girl in her arms, the anger in her heart suddenly disappeared, and she stared at her with a kind face.

"Auntie, Yi Xue is here waiting for you to beat the wicked away" The little girl didn't know whether she had forgotten her fear at this time, or she was in a blind and ignorant trust of the old woman, and she actually dared to face the young man who came face to face.

When the old woman heard this, she frowned slightly, sighed helplessly, and said, "Okay, you stand behind, wait for me, if...".

She was about to say that if she was defeated, something seemed to choke on her throat and she couldn't make a sound.

She turned around with red eyes, facing the young man with green light in his eyes, and slowly unfolded the Mu family's peerless learning, Jiuxuan True Strength.

Her arms circled in front of her body as fast as she could, and in the blink of an eye, she drew nine spirals, each of which seemed to converge into a real whirlpool, sucking the high energy of heaven and earth into it.

With the formation of the Nine Mysterious Powers, the little girl, who was still a little anxious, unexpectedly puffed up her little hands at this time to cheer for the old woman.

Although she is young, she has been cultivating the Nine Xuan True Power with her aunt since she was a child, and she also admires the family mastery, once she sees her aunt fully unleashing the Nine Xuan Powers, she thinks that her aunt will be able to defeat them, and in her young heart, the Nine Xuan True Power is the strongest exercise in the world.

However, neither the old woman nor the maid next to her had such a relaxed face as her. Especially the old woman who was in the battle situation, she personally sensed the mysterious cold momentum from the young man opposite. It's like dragging her whole person into an ice cave that won't melt for thousands of years.

The young man kept approaching, but he never started the exercises, and this power alone made the old woman sigh to herself.

Although she was a little discouraged in her heart, she had never really fought, and the old woman was always unwilling to admit that she would lose, besides, she had another reason to win, and that was to protect the young lady's safety.

She is the only bloodline of the eldest young master, whether it is to report to the old lady or her as the nurse of the eldest young master, she must also raise their only bloodline to adulthood and retake charge of the first village in the future.

Now the owner of the first village has become Mu Er's master, he will kill the second young master of the sin on Hua Niang, and also take the opportunity to unite and Jiuyou and other big forces to completely subvert and control the first village. Since then, the first village has become the puppet of Jiuyou and Xuanzong, and Jiuyou has done countless dirty transactions with the help of the business of the first village, so the first village has also lost its reputation in just a few years, if it is not for the business in hand, I am afraid that the name of the first village has long ceased to exist.

As for the business road, no one thought that the first village was only partially mastered now, and the real business road to several super realms was always in the memory of the little girl behind her. This was the foresight of the old man back then, he had made preparations before he disappeared, he knew that his eldest son was mellow and kind in his heart, and it was difficult to balance the second young master.

So he didn't teach him all the business ways, but carved some of the most important business ways in the form of memory imprints in the little girl's consciousness, when the little girl was still young, she didn't know what it was, and when she grew up, she told the magic imprint to the flower girl, so the flower girl also knew the layout made by the old man.

If there is no such map, Hua Niang will never let the little girl return to the first village to suffer, and let her live happily in Taoyuan Valley for a lifetime. But when she knew the secret hidden in the little girl, she had to change her mind, so she agreed to the little girl's request to go out, and personally led several of the strongest disciples as escorts. Originally, she thought that with their combat strength, they would be enough to protect the little girl and return to the valley safe and sound, but who knew that she had not gone far before she encountered such a terrifying opponent.

Hua Niang shook off the frozen frost on her palm, she knew very well that if she didn't make a move, she was afraid that she would not have any chance to make a move.

So Hua Niang's arms stood up diagonally, her sleeves were stirring, and nine whirlpools were circling around her body.

At this time, she turned into Nuwa Niangniang, pointing her hands to the sky and painting her feet to the ground, the feeling of being above everything in the world made her suddenly arrogant, and she was a palm, volleying towards the second life.

Walking on this country road, Lao Xiaotou felt as if he was in a ghost.

There were shriveled corpses everywhere, as well as some decaying corpses.

As soon as he walked into the village, the number of dead bodies had already shocked Lao Xiaotou, and he couldn't believe what force had slaughtered so many people.

They are all ordinary people who are powerless, that is, the most native of Taxu, who were born in Taxu.

Although these people's bodies can resist the high pressure of stepping on the void, they do not know how to spell. Maybe their ancestors were mages, but the bloodline transformation has made the trace of mana in their bodies long gone.

Therefore, it can be regarded as another mortal-dominated world.

This point, when Lao Xiao Tou was collecting false information, he had a deep understanding, but compared with the shocking in front of him, he still couldn't believe that all this was true.

The bodies of the Void Traders seemed to have been drained of their souls and turned into shriveled stems, and their stiff expressions seemed to record the fear before they died.

At the moment, there are at least hundreds of these people, lying on the ground in all directions, and they are all over this country road. Among them were women, the elderly, and children. In short, it was a massacre without distinction. It can be seen that the murderer's nature is cruel, and he has reached the state of anger between people and gods.

It's not that Lao Xiao Tou has never seen dead people, but most of them are in battle formations and magic battles, and this kind of cruel method that completely poisons ordinary mortals is the first time Lao Xiao Tou has seen it.

Old Xiao Tou strongly restrained the raging anger in his heart, slowly turned around, and gave instructions to the guards behind him, although he knew that there would never be any living people in the entire village, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope, and let them search every house.

Another team was also dispatched to search for the evil murderer within a radius of a hundred miles.

In the end, the logistics team came up to collect the corpses, and the whole mountain village became busy, but no one spoke, and when the dried corpses were carried out, only the sound of salsa rubbing under the feet of the soldiers was heard.

Depression, anger, sympathy, sadness.... I don't know that at this moment, several emotions are hovering over the village, and they are converging into tears on the faces of the soldiers.

is very strong, and when facing them, he also becomes unable to control himself.

When the last sentence of the corpse was transported out, Lao Xiaotou stood at the head of the village, staring indifferently at the empty village in front of him. He didn't say a word for a long time, just stared at every detail of it, as if to imprint them deep into his soul.

I don't know how long it has been, but Lao Xiao Tou slowly raised his arm, waved his hand weakly and said, "Burn it."

After a few words, I heard the low and loud trumpets of a group of soldiers. This is a glory that can only be found in the army for battle-damaged soldiers.

At this moment, no one questioned their approach.

With the loud trumpet, the fire engulfed the village, annihilating the last vestiges of its existence in this world.

But it doesn't seem to have disappeared, and in the hearts of Old Xiao Tou and every general here, it has been re-established.

It will guide them to track down the murderer and catch the cruel and bloody devil.

The heavens and the earth were solemn, and the soldiers of the Quartet clan, from Lao Xiaotou to every soldier, all brushed the military salute.

The brigade then withdrew from the stockade, leaving only a patch of black soot.

At the end of the line was a thin, snotty teenager. He stared at his once familiar home with those immature, but resolute eyes, and a drop of blood seemed to fall down his dirty cheek from the corner of his eye.

He didn't cry, he didn't gnash his teeth, he said goodbye to those who had lived in his memory in the most silent way.

Nothing is there anymore. The eldest uncle of the front village, the tiger brother of the back village.....

The numb nerves almost stiffened his limbs, and even when he was lifted and thrown on his horse, he still maintained a tensel-twisted posture.

The general did not force him, but put a helmet on his head, jumped on his horse, and galloped wildly towards the way he came.

Old Xiao Tou looked at the little boy's eyes that had lost his innocence, and looked at the empty eyes created by the transition of loss. It was as if he had seen another small bell at this moment. Could it be that she had the same fate as him?

Old Xiao Tou's pity in his heart suddenly appeared, and it was precisely because of this that he gave part of his love for the little bell to this poor orphan.

Since then, this thin black boy has become the only registered disciple of Lao Xiaotou.

And Lao Xiao Tou also gave him a new name, called Black Mountain.

Although the name is a bit earthy, it is a memorial to his past.

(End of chapter)