This person should be trying to coax Jiang Yan and the others, and want to use the power of the Blood Sacrifice Formation to temporarily break through the high-level weird fog blockade.

And Jiang Yan and the others are the blood sacrifice materials.

"What fucking bad luck!"

Jiang Yan couldn't help but scold fiercely in his heart, what day is this today?

It's just that he was besieged by high-level weirdness, and an evil god apostle came out to design him halfway.

Fortunately, I discovered the identity of the green-robed man in advance.

Fortunately, I was cautious enough and didn't trust others at will.

Otherwise, if he really used this Blood Sacrifice Array, he and all the disciples under his command would have to turn into food for the evil gods.

There will be nothing left.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan's eyes were even more murderous, and he took a deep breath gently.

"Are you watching?" the green-robed man urged again.

"That's it!"

Jiang Yan raised his head violently and smiled at the green-robed man, which was meaningful.

The next moment, the power of his whole body suddenly exploded, and he was directly printed with one palm!

"You?" The green-robed man suddenly lost his voice, he didn't expect Jiang Yan to sneak attack him without warning.

This time, even if he was on guard, it was useless, the two were too close.

Whew! Jiang Yan pressed his palm on the chest of the green-robed man, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Palm print heart, a dark energy directly shattered the green-robed man's heart.

Burst!

The green-robed man was directly knocked away, and in mid-air he spat out a mouthful of blood and died directly.

Jiang Yan slowly withdrew his right palm, his eyes indifferent.

The corpse smashed to the ground, splashed dust, and then melted away.

Jiang Yan clenched his fists, closed the formation diagram in his palm, and crushed it.

The eyes of many of the Great River Gang disciples were a little surprised, but Jiang Yan didn't explain anything.

Zizi!

In the fog, this strange sound became more and more intense, disturbing people's minds.

"There is no way out. ”

Jiang Yan said to himself, the green-robed man just now said something that was not wrong, Jiang Yan's internal qi was not enough to support him to get out of the place shrouded in strange power.

In fact, Jiang Yan still has two mid-grade talismans, and if they continue to use them, they can continue to go farther, but at most, it will only be one or two streets.

Jiang Yan was silent, but he still took out the middle grade talisman and continued to open the way.

As he thought, it was better to go as far as possible.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, Jiang Yan and the others continued to walk two more streets, and above his long sword, the talisman power was exhausted.

Unable to move forward, Jiang Yan and the others randomly found an attic not far from the street entrance and temporarily stationed there.

To the southeast, the roar was endless, but here he was, the fog was still thick.

Apparently, the monster has not been killed.

Whew! Jiang Yan sighed softly, at this moment, he deeply felt his weakness.

In this strange coming, which is close to disaster, he is like a small sailing ship floating on the sea, and his fate is not his own.

"Hall Master, here you go!"

A gang member walked over and handed over a few pieces of osmanthus cake.

"This ......" Jiang Yan hesitated, but still took it, he picked up a small piece of osmanthus cake, took a bite gently, and chewed it slowly.

"Thank you. A breath of sweetness entered his throat, and Jiang Yan's mood was inexplicably relieved, "Your name...?"

He couldn't remember the man's name.

"Subordinate Chen Li. The man took the initiative to introduce himself.

"It tastes good, where did you buy it?"

"Over there on Lunan Street!" replied Chen Li.

"Indeed, in the whole Guihua City, the osmanthus cake on Lunan Street is the most delicious. Jiang Yan nodded and stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth, "Thank you today, next time I buy osmanthus cake, I will bring it to you." ”

"Next time?" Chen Li squeezed out a smile on his face, "Hall Master, can we still carry it this time?"

There was some desperation on his face.

"I don't know. Jiang Yan casually pushed open a window, "But let's persevere, maybe the next moment, the powerhouse of Guihua City will kill the weird, right?"

"So, we must persevere until the end......"

Hey?

Before Jiang Yan finished speaking, his words suddenly stopped, because he found that the fog outside was slowly fading.

From his vantage point, the silhouette of the building in the distance was already faintly visible.

Weird, killed?

Jiang Yan was suddenly a little excited.

"Chen Li, am I right? As long as you persist, you will definitely be able to ......."

"It's time to harvest the grain......"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him.

Jiang Yan's body stiffened when he heard this voice, and then he slowly turned around.

"It's time to harvest the grain......"

Chen Li, who had just eaten osmanthus cake with him, said this again.

Then, he took off his weapon and cut it directly at his head.

The long knife crossed the air and cut straight down Chen Li's neck.

Jiang Yan stretched out his arm, opened his palm, and held the long knife firmly in the palm of his hand.

"Chen Li, don't make trouble, the fog has cleared, you should wake up. ”

Jiang Yan's eyes showed sadness, he knew that Chen Li was finished.

"It's time to harvest the grain......"

Sure enough, after Chen Li said this sentence for the third time, his neck directly rotated, and his head was twisted off.

His body slowly fell to the ground.

Jiang Yan turned around violently and looked out the window, the fog was about to disperse, why was Chen Li still charged?

Well?

At this moment, the fog has thinned, and the scenery outside the window can be seen more clearly.

Jiang Yan looked out the window, and his whole person became a little rigid.

The windmills rotate, the mountains and forests are verdant, and the flower fields are splendid.

"Here...... This is, that village?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, outside the window, a red sun suddenly rose, illuminating the whole world.

This light was so strong that Jiang Yan couldn't help but close his eyes.

......

Swish!

Jiang Yan opened his eyes.

A golden ray of sunlight caught his eyes, and he hurriedly covered his eyes.

At this moment, he was dressed in a sackcloth shirt with a sickle hanging from his waist.

In front of him, there was a field of golden rice.

"Again, let me cut my own neck?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth, he raised his palm, pulled out a steel needle from between the nails of his thumb, and then, he inserted the steel needle into the gap between the fingernails of his index finger.

Hiss!

An indescribable sharp pain came from the nerve endings of his fingers into his mind, and Jiang Yan bit his lip in pain.

Under this sharp pain, the rice field in front of him blurred and twisted.

At the same time, Jiang Yan remained sober.

He suffered a loss, so he would naturally find a way to resist this kind of mental control.

The needle is inserted into the fingers, although it hurts sharply, but it is effective, and that is enough!

Rustle...

A dense stream of people walked out of the village and stood on the edge of the rice fields.

Jiang Yan inserted the steel needle into his middle finger for the third time, and he counted them at random, and near him, it was estimated that there were hundreds of people.

"Can't you, this weird plan is going to eat hundreds of people at once?"

Jiang Yan endured the severe pain, and his heart was furious.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the sun suddenly brightened on his head, and a pure grain fragrance permeated the entire field.

"It's time to cut the grain......"

In the dark, a clear thought suddenly came to him, filling the minds of everyone present.

Picking knives, cutting grains, everyone moves in unison.

Puff puff puff!

The rice grains were cut off, countless heads fell, and blood stained the earth.

Jiang Yan pricked the needle for the fourth time and stayed awake.

Rustle.

On the village road, hundreds of people approached again.

Jiang Yan casually glanced at it and found that there were two other acquaintances.

These two people turned out to be the two body refining martial artists of the Lishui Gang before.

As if they hadn't seen Jiang Yan, the two of them walked straight to Jiang Yan's side not far away, and also stopped.

After a while, the sun was shining again, and it was time for the harvest to cut the grain.

Jiang Yan's face was pale, and he pulled out the steel needle, ready to pierce his little finger.

At this moment, his head swelled, and a thought shouted frantically in his head, "Cut the grain, cut the grain, cut the grain!!"

Even if it was a sharp pain, it couldn't stimulate his mind.

Jiang Yan pricked the needle, and his eyes returned to clarity again.

However, at this time, a brighter sunlight shone directly on Jiang Yan, and at his neck, a pitch-black ring appeared.

As soon as this ring appeared, the hairs on Jiang Yan's body immediately stood up, and at the same time, his left hand suddenly became cold.

Jiang Yan's heart sank, it was strange to notice him.

"What should I do, what should I do, what should I do?" Jiang Yan's head was sweating, and his heart was pounding.

He had a hunch that even if he didn't cut off his head himself this time, Weird would take the initiative to help him once.

"It's time to cut the grain......"

"Damn!

Jiang Yan's eyes flashed.

He took a leap to the side of the white-clothed man of the Lishui Gang, raised the sickle in his hand, and took a step ahead of him.

Cut off the rice at the feet of the man in white.

Poof!

A red line suddenly appeared on the neck of the man in white, and his head fell to the ground.

Cutting grain, cutting whoever cuts is also cutting...

......