Soon, the village chief and the wizard set out with the children. On a dim snowy day, the children were talking and laughing, eating rock sugar gourds, laughing and laughing, and everything was so harmonious.

However, Zhu Yanjin felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, feeling that something big was about to happen.

In the dantian, the blue light flickered slightly, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon.

More than an hour later, a fierce wind blew, and endless darkness spread from the northern sky, devouring everything like a greedy beast, and a piercing and noisy howl could be heard in the distance, like purgatory.

Seeing this, the villagers scattered in fear, shouting as they ran: "O natural disaster, the end of the world!"

Zhu Yanjin felt an unfathomable evil aura, gushing out from the north, with an overwhelming momentum.

Zhu Yanjin looked nervously to the north, that was the direction of the altar, Xiao Zhu and they might have had an accident.

After sensing the evil qi, the blue light cluster in the dantian was very excited, as if it had been awakened, and began to shake violently.

The light cluster in the body may have some connection with that evil qi, maybe this can restore the former cultivation.

Zhuyan Jin really wanted to go to the altar to see what was going on, both to save Xiaozhu and to find out the relationship between the light group and this evil qi.

However, he can't operate his spiritual power, and even a wizard can't win if he goes, let alone a monster that can release such a terrifying aura.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yanjin looked at the giant sword meaningfully.

With a wry smile, he led the horse with his sword on his back and rode north alone.

Walking to the entrance of the village, there was an old voice of Zhang Laoweng behind him.

"Childe, please bring Xiaozhu back, the old body is here to kowtow to you. ”

Zhu Yanjin glanced back, only to see that Zhang Laoweng's withered body was kneeling in the snow, two lines of old tears were dripping in the cold snow, he knocked his head deep in the snow, repeating over and over again.

Zhu Yanjin's heart first ached, then sad, and finally ignited a fire.

Zhu Yanjin faced the wind and snow, and drove in the dark for half an hour, and by the faint light, he saw a cedar forest in front of him, and heard the villagers say that the altar was in a cedar forest.

It should be this forest, Zhu Yanjin felt the light in his body even more excited, and he whipped into the forest.

It wasn't long before he saw a fire in front of him, and the light was getting closer, so he dismounted and walked on foot, approaching cautiously.

A figure came into view, a boy, who had been nibbling and eating with relish.

Zhu Yan Jin recognized this child, he was going to do something with Xiao Zhu, Zhu Yan Jin ran over excitedly and accidentally bumped into him.

At this time, a severed hand fell to the ground, and the boy was actually gnawing on the severed hand just now, his eyes were hollow, as if he had lost his soul.

The boy didn't pay attention to Zhu Yanjin, but picked up the severed hand sluggishly and continued to gnaw.

Immediately afterward, Zhu Yanjin saw several more children, like the boy, like the walking dead.

"Their three souls and seven spirits are gone!"

Zhu Yanjin was even more worried about Xiaozhu, carrying the giant sword, and desperately rushed to the firelight.

At this time, Xiaozhu was trembling and curled up in the corner of the altar, so frightened that he couldn't speak.

Grandpa the village chief, grandpa the wizard, they, why did they harm us?

In front of her eyes, black gas continued to spew from the altar, and the last companion was pressed in the center of the altar by the wizard, who wailed in pain and struggled desperately, while the wizard still pressed it deadly, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, the altar fell silent again, the wizard let go of his hand, and the companion became blinded and slowly crawled out.

The black air of the altar became thicker, and it seemed that a behemoth was about to awaken.

The wizard sneered and walked over to Xiaozhu, who grabbed him and dragged him towards the center of the altar.

Xiaozhu struggled weakly, casting a pleading look at the village chief on the side.

The village chief still looked peaceful, and he smiled gently: "Don't worry, your grandfather will come to accompany you in two days." ”

Xiaozhu still didn't give up, she cried with all the strength of her body, she didn't want to die, she hadn't been to Pingzhou City yet, and she hadn't eaten enough rock sugar gourds......

"Don't shout, save some effort, no one will come to save you, seeing this situation, ordinary people have already fled for their lives, who will have the courage to come in and send them to death?"

The wizard smiled grimly, and was finally done.

At this time, a figure interrupted his fantasy, and Zhu Yanjin stood in front of the altar with a giant sword and a white snow.

Seeing Zhu Yanjin, the fear in Xiao Zhu's eyes instantly dissipated.

The wizard was startled at first, then laughed: "I originally wanted you to live a few more days, but since you are in a hurry to be reincarnated, then it will fulfill you." ”

The wizard didn't take Zhu Yanjin in his eyes at all, he had just used his divine sense to probe, and he couldn't feel a trace of spiritual power on Zhuyan Jin.

The bodies of ordinary people could not resist the attacks of cultivators at all, and there was no suspense in the battle between the two sides.

The village chief looked disdainful, in his eyes, the wizard could tear apart Zhu Yanjin's body with a random move, and he urged: "Don't talk nonsense with him, hurry up and deal with him, and then we will complete the ceremony." ”

"Good. ”

Before the sound ended, the wizard instantly appeared in front of Zhu Yanjin, leaving behind him. The wizard waved his palm, and a cloud of bloody black qi rushed towards Zhu Yanjin's face.

The village chief stared and said secretly: The wizard is worthy of the realm of the second vortex, such a speed is paired with a fatal palm, and the opponent will definitely die.

The village chief had already anticipated the result, turned around and prepared to grab Xiaozhu to the center of the altar and continue the ceremony.

However, the envisaged scenario did not materialize.

When the black qi approached, Zhuyan Jin smiled evilly, quickly grabbed the blade of the sword, and slid it hard, and blood flowed on the sharp blade.

In an instant, a powerful evil qi gushed out from the giant sword, swept in all directions, and even overwhelmed the evil qi of the altar for a while, directly devouring the black qi released by the wizard.

Seeing this, the wizard retreated in a panic, as if facing a great enemy, he felt a powerful spiritual power.

The village chief also put on a posture, ready to come up and fight Zhu Yanjin with the wizard at any time.

He was shocked, that kid had no spiritual power on him at all, and this spiritual power was a giant sword!

This sword, there is a problem!

In common sense, magic weapons and weapons cannot have their own spiritual power, unless they rely on the user's spiritual power.

At this moment, Zhu Yanjin easily raised the giant sword with one hand, only to feel that the sword was as light as paper.

I still used this trick, and I got angry.

He pointed at the wizard and joked, "It seems that you guys didn't have a lot of luck today. ”

As he spoke, Zhuyan Jin slashed a sword, and the sword qi broke through the air.

The wizard turned into an air shield, however, the sharp sword qi directly shattered the air shield, and it drove straight in, leaving a deep wound on the wizard's chest.

The wizard was shocked more than ten feet away, vomiting blood, and the altar next to him was also affected by the sword qi, and a large piece was damaged.

The village chief immediately gave up his plan to do it, changed his face, and smiled at Zhuyan Jin: "Childe, let the old man have a way to live." ”

After speaking, he took advantage of Zhu Yanjin's inattention and seized the opportunity to slip away.

Zhuyan Jin didn't plan to chase it, the most important thing at the moment was to settle the wizard.

At this time, the light cluster in the dantian finally couldn't be suppressed, and the closer it was to the altar, the more excited the light cluster became.

Zhu Yanjin was distracted by this, and the wizard took the opportunity to grab Xiao Zhu and drag his seriously injured body to escape.

Zhuyan Jin's secret path is not good, so he hurriedly chased after him.

The cavalrymen had grim faces, clenched their spears, and under the command of the leader, they maintained a formation with a murderous awe-inspiring awe.

The two sides fought together as soon as they saw each other, cold guns and white blades, swords and swords.

The men in black besieged the cavalry with a large number of people, and many of the cavalry were hacked to death with random knives, and their flesh and blood were blurred.

However, after all, the cavalry was well-trained and battle-hardened, and they still calmly guarded the carriage, relying on the superiority of the cavalry, and rushed in an orderly manner in the melee, causing great casualties to the men in black.

As the stalemate lengthened, the man in black gradually ran out of strength in the chase with the cavalry, and his two legs really couldn't consume four legs.

The cavalry began to gain the upper hand, and the death of their comrades brought them grief and anger at the same time, and they became more and more courageous the more they fought.

Seeing that the man in black was about to be defeated, a cyan figure flashed out of the forest, leaving behind afterimages, and a green-robed Taoist priest appeared among the men in black.

Zhu Yanjing's expression in the carriage changed greatly, and he felt a spiritual power join the battle.

There are cultivators on the other side, and the cavalry outside is definitely not the opponent of cultivators.

Sure enough, several screams of pain were heard in a row, followed by the sound of falling horses, which meant that in just a few moments, several cavalrymen were killed.

Xiaozhu trembled and curled up in the corner, sobbing in fright, she had never seen such a bloody fighting scene, this time she was really frightened.

Zhu Yanjing hugged Xiaozhu, who was like a frightened bird, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

As he spoke, he removed the cushion from his seat, lifted a few planks, and with great effort, dragged a huge sword out of it.

The sword stood there about the same height as Zhu Yanjing, several times as wide as an ordinary sword, and weighed as much as a rock.

After Zhu Yanjing became a wasted person, he didn't have a trace of spiritual power in his body, and he couldn't lift this giant sword at all.

He stared at the greatsword and muttered, "I still have to rely on you." ”

Outside the carriage, the man in black was joined by a green-robed Taoist priest, and quickly turned the tide of the battle, turning from a fight between the two sides to a one-sided slaughter.

The green-robed Taoist priest came and went freely in the melee, his body was like lightning, and in the afterimages, he easily killed more than a dozen cavalrymen, leaving only the Dao blood mist.

The cavalry panicked, they couldn't see the figure of the blue-robed Taoist priest clearly, and only saw that their companions were constantly being killed.

Such a terrible force, such an irreparable gap, finally broke down their psychological defenses, and they began to be overwhelmed, waiting for death to come.

The leader's eyes were full of despair, the blood stained the black armor and the spear, the barrel of the gun was full of blood, so slippery that he couldn't grasp the gun tightly, he couldn't count how many enemies he had killed, he dragged his tired body, and fought with the enemy.

He understands the mission of this trip and the meaning of the people in the carriage to Pingzhou, he will not give up, even if he dies, he will fight until the last moment.

"A bunch of ants, still want to do a battle of trapped beasts, it's ridiculous, haha......"

The green-robed Taoist priest killed a few more cavalrymen and sneered proudly.

He looked at the carriage, the corners of his mouth raised, and he shouted: "Zhu Yanjing, suffer death." ”

The sound did not stop, the strong wind blew, and the people had reached the front of the carriage.

"Protect Your Highness!"