In the air, there was a faint ominous aura wafting through it.

Shi Xin looked at the village shrouded in twilight in the distance, and his brows furrowed. didn't think much about it at the moment, and hurriedly walked towards the village with the burden under his feet.

It's just that the closer he gets to the village, the stronger the uneasy feeling in his heart becomes. At the same time, the whole village is quiet, without any life.

Due to the terrain restrictions, Langya Village is built against the mountain, sitting west to east. Yun Yingxue's wooden house is the first one in the east of the village.

Shi Xin walked closer, only to see that the small wooden house where Yun Yingxue used to be was unrecognizable, and even the beautiful flowers and plants planted in the yard had been destroyed and covered in the soil.

His eyes widened as he stared at the ruins, and at the same time he felt a pang of horror in his heart.

The glow in the sky, which Shicai still felt beautiful, shone on his face at this time, but it seemed to feel hot and hot, and his head was buzzing.

The scene in front of me was as if the whole place had been burned by fire, leaving only devastation and unbelievable.

Shi Xin settled down, and he had already guessed in his heart that there were cultivators who had fought here.

When he thought of this, he suddenly remembered Yun Yingxue again. Suddenly startled in his heart, he hurriedly threw aside the spirit body fairy sword and baggage behind him, and then quickly rushed to the pile of ruins, and kept picking up the planks piled together with both hands.

Dust flew up and shook the air.

The hut had collapsed, and the broken trees were piled up, and his sleeves were soon stained with dirt, but he couldn't care so much anymore.

I don't know how long it took for him to remove all the broken logs that had been piled together. Standing in the ruins at this time, although he was panting heavily, he was relieved to see that there was no one under the ruins.

"If I didn't find Miss Yun, maybe I just won't be fine. He was secretly relieved in his heart.

Then, as if remembering something, he didn't stop, leaned over and grabbed the Spirit Body Immortal Sword on the ground, and ran towards the other end of the village.

After a long time, after he had looked around the village, he finally knew why this Langya Village was so quiet.

In the whole village, there is not even a single villager!

There was silence all around, as if falling into a bottomless abyss, and the darkness was eroding itself little by little. His heart shook violently like a thunderbolt in the air.

The beads of sweat on his forehead kept dripping, and even the right hand holding the Spirit Body Immortal Sword couldn't stop trembling.

How so? How so?

Why did the entire village disappear as if out of thin air?

He shouted silently in his heart, he didn't know what had happened here since he and Yuqing left, but in just a few days, the feeling that Langya Village gave him had changed dramatically. At this moment, in addition to doubts, there is more horror in my heart.

In the distant sky, the twilight has begun to fade slowly, and the sun has quietly sunk. Only the waterfall in the water pool in Langya Village still rushes down from the mountain, causing the water to be misty and the pearls to splash everywhere.

It's just that this teenager has no intention of appreciating all this. It's not that he's worried about his life, but he just thinks what happened today is too unbelievable.

He was silent, and there was an inexplicable sadness in his heart, quietly breeding.

He was the only one left standing there in the huge Langya Village, lonely and depressed, standing there......

The long night finally came, and the endless darkness engulfed the whole village like a wild beast. He looked at the vanishing village, sad and sad. It's like a long, long time ago, when an earthquake struck his young village, he felt lonely and helpless hiding in a crevice in the rocks.

Finally, the boy seemed to be a little tired, leaned against a big tree, and sat down in a decadent manner.

He couldn't see anything in front of him, and if he couldn't vaguely hear the sound of the waterfall rushing down Langya Mountain, he would almost think that he had arrived in the underworld.

But even so, my heart is still unstoppably depressed. He looked at the darkness in a daze, looking at this small village that was like a peach blossom fairyland a few days ago, and a tear actually fell from the corner of his eye.

The soft night breeze was not cold, and it blew through the hem of his clothes, blowing down the tears of sorrow. He gently put down the Spirit Body Immortal Sword in his hand, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained away, leaving only sadness.

Perhaps too tired, he leaned against the tree and closed his eyes before he knew it. In the darkness of the night, only the sound of his steady breathing remained.

The moonlight was cold and silent.

There has never been fog at night in Langya Village, but tonight for some reason there was a faint mist. However, at this time, Shi Xin was already groggy and asleep, so he naturally couldn't notice the changes in the night.

The mist was hazy and mysterious, and in a few moments the entire village was covered in a white coat.

The night is getting deeper.

I don't know how long it was, like the awakening after an eternal sleep, a white light suddenly appeared in the thick fog and lit up, like a ghost fire, like a ghost, and then a few white lights in different places in the fog lit up, which was really weird.

But what was even more terrifying was what happened next—a few white rays of light in the mist, as if devouring something, didn't take long for them to form figures.

The air seemed to be cold suddenly, and Shicai still had a bit of bright moonlight, but it also became extremely bleak at this time. Between heaven and earth, only the white mist remains, and the gusts of yin wind are still blowing.

"Woo......" Around him, wails arose.

The white light that formed a human figure actually slowly walked out of the fog together.

Wraiths!

Those human forms that are like green smoke are actually resentful spirits that are transformed by the souls of people after death!

Stone Heart was still asleep, like a dream.

But those resentful spirits slowly floated around the big tree that Stone Heart was leaning on, as if they wanted to pull him into the fog and devour him at this perfect time.

"Zheng!" With the sound of a dragon's groan that had not been seen for many years, the Spirit Body Immortal Sword that had been lying beside this young man flew out and thrust it upside down into the ground without anyone urging him.

At this time, the resentful spirit, who was less than three zhang away from the heart of the stone, was actually forced back a few steps by the clear light of the spirit body immortal sword.

These resentful spirits are all incarnated by lonely souls and wild ghosts who have not entered the reincarnation and rebirth, and they originally lived in the yin and damp Yizhuang, or in the dark and lightless underground. I don't know how to gather in this Langya village.

However, at this time, they were very afraid of the spirit body immortal sword that flew out on their own, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.