The whole village of this small village is surnamed Ji, it can be called Jijia Village, there are a total of forty-seven households, one hundred and forty-two villagers, although the village is small, but there are all kinds of fishing, farming, woodcutters, and farmers, Wang Zhong Shennian sneaked into the self-inspection scanning fluctuations of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, and unconsciously spied on this small village that seemed extremely strange everywhere, in addition to knowing these basic information, he also found a lot of interesting information.

On the surface, the villagers in this village are kind-hearted, and they don't see anything unusual at all, but in the middle of the night, strange things happen.

After a busy day of farming, the middle-aged farmer who seemed to be sleeping soundly because of fatigue and snoring suddenly opened his eyes after twelve o'clock in the night, and the cold electricity flashed in his eyes, turning over like a cheetah.

In the small village, there are flickering figures everywhere, they are superb, the momentum is extraordinary, they are just ordinary villagers during the day, and now they all show the ability of super martial artists, and then they have a sneaky look, and they all gather towards the back mountain of the village.

And the first thing they said when they met was:

"I'm starving, who has something to eat, roast chicken, roast duck, roast goose, roast pig, whatever, I ate some green vegetables with porridge during the day, and my mouth faded out of the bird, first come to a bottle of hundred-year-old daughter red gargle. ”

"You're stupid, won't you secretly find a place where no one is there to eat?"

"Don't mention it, the little ghost doesn't know what is crazy today, and he has been wandering around me all day, so that Lao Tzu is afraid of revealing any flaws. ”

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These seemingly poor villagers during the day, eating and drinking luxurious food that is completely inconsistent with their identities at night, are very happy, and after satisfying their appetites, these villagers will fade away from the ordinary disguise, or sit and talk, or fight a fist and kick, or learn from each other in twos and threes to hone their martial arts, and between words and deeds, there is an indelible temperament.

The butcher who killed the pig in the village did not behave vulgarly at this time, on the contrary, he was elegant and calm, usually calculating, stingy, a senile old woman in the village, at this time she was also quiet and calm, sassy and atmospheric, as if she had learned a lot of Confucianism.

But after a faint muttering and the sound of a bed turning in the center of the village, there was a rush of chickens and dogs.

"Huh, Uncle Huai'an, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I can't sleep, come out and breathe. ”

"Uncle Huai'an, why are you sweating. ”

"No way, it's hot in the room, so hot that I sweat, I can't sleep. ”

"Hey, Uncle Huai'an, why do you have such a strong aroma of barbecue. ”

"Go, go, little ghost, who are you confused, Uncle Huai'an, I am one of the poorest ghosts in the village, how can I have the money to buy barbecue to eat, you must have slept in a daze to smell wrong." ”

"The last time I left home, I smelled this smell in a restaurant in a nearby town, and I can't be wrong, it's the smell of roast suckling pig. ”

"Oh, I'm old, I was blown by the cool breeze, my legs were a little weak, I accidentally fell, I was miserable, I was covered in mud, and it was all stinky. ”

Ji Xuanyuan, who got up in the middle of the night in a hurry to urinate, was stunned and watched Uncle Huai'an accidentally "fall" On the ground, rolling frantically on the ground, after getting up for a moment, the fragrant smell of meat has completely disappeared, replaced by the smell of stinky mud, sparing his head, Ji Xuanyuan doesn't plan to say anything to this old neighbor who has been in the neighborhood for more than ten years, after all, this kind of occasional convulsions, Uncle Huai'an is not the first time to do it, according to Daddy, Uncle Huai'an has always been a little nervous because the sow he had a crush on when he was young was slaughtered and eaten meat.

When Ji Xuanyuan finished hissing and went back to bed and fell asleep again, there was a reassuring sound of relief in all directions of the village at this time, and the "villagers" who came to the party in the middle of the night quietly stuck their heads out of their houses and dared to go out again after confirming that Ji Xuanyuan was really asleep.

"What a ...... What about interesting villages?"

In the career of the earth as the king of special forces, Wang Zhong has also carried out many twists and turns and bizarre missions, and he thinks that he has seen the world, but it is the first time he has seen something as strange as this village now.

There is no doubt that the whole village is full of actors, they have extraordinary conversation and temperament, but they hide their true colors, they obviously have good strength, but they hide their true skills, and they do their best to play the role of an "ordinary villager", and there is only one audience, that is, Ji Xuanyuan, who had a relationship with Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong is not a person with a lot of curiosity, because for a soldier king who has been carrying out the task of the dark side of the country for a long time, it is not a good thing to be too curious, in case he accidentally knows something that the high-level should not know, it is not impossible to evaporate from the world, so Wang Zhong is not too interested in the secret behind this Jijia Village.

And what he is interested in is that every "villager" in this village has a sin hidden in his heart that is suitable for being corrupted by hell.

Although the appearance and expression did not look unusual, whether it was during the exercise or when the true face was exposed, it was a rather graceful expression, but in the hearts of these people, it was a barren and dead silence, like a desert that had been dried by the wind, and the withered smell of corruption had been smelled from afar.

Although Bai Mo gave Wang Zhong a lot of tasks openly and secretly through the identity of the old-timer, collecting 10,000 soul contracts was the first one, and it was also the most cautious task that Bai Mo explained, and this task was also concerned about Wang Zhong's escape, so he couldn't treat it carefully.

Wang Zhong's true body was still sealed in the sealing space of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, through the back door left by Bai Mo, Wang Zhong infiltrated the core of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, relying on the mystery of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array passed on by Bai Mo, and stole some of the original power of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, and unknowingly created a "copy" of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, relying on this "copy" Although Wang Zhong is in the seal, it is not impossible to extend his power to the outside world, of course, the price is that the sealed true body will be refined even worse.

But Wang Zhong's heart is also quite strange about this, what Bai Mo came, the knowledge about the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array is too detailed, and it gives people the feeling that it is not so much that Bai Mo knows a lot about the structure theory of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, it is better to say that Bai Mo is too familiar with the Zhou Tian Xingdou that is now shrouded in Jijia Village, no matter how big or small, all the mysteries and changes are well understood, if not, it is not easy to steal the power of the origin of the Great Array without alarming anyone, especially the refiners of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array.

A wisp of Wang Zhong's divine thought conjured up a vague phantory shadow, which flashed and disappeared in the sky above the village, distorting and turning into a black mist invisible to the naked eye, like an ominous snake swaying in the sky for a moment, and then scattered.

Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array cut the space, shrouding Jijiacun in a small plane of different time and space that is not compatible with reality, in which the aura circulation has a unique function, collecting the qi of the main material plane of the Shenwu Realm, fusing the aura of other different time and space, purifying and refining it, and slowly descending, bringing a different kind of luxuriant vitality to this small plane of different time and space.

The abundance of the aura in Jijia Village is more than ten times that of the main material plane, and the martial artist can practice here for one day to withstand ten days, which can be described as an extraordinary blessed land, and these "villager actors" did not live up to this blessed land, after Ji Xuanyuan fell asleep, he began to cultivate, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and refine his true qi, and Wang Zhong's goal was a middle-aged scholar who played the role of "private school teacher" in this village.

Perhaps out of the consideration of concealing their identities, these villagers will try their best to cover up when cultivating, but in the eyes of Wang Zhong, who combines his will with the great array, this disguise is not of much use.

The invisible essence gathers into wolf smoke, rises into the sky, and transforms into a purple gold brush in the nine heavens of the green and dark world, although it is an illusory thing formed by the combination of will and essence, but it is infinitely powerful, as if the next moment you can use heaven and earth as a scroll to write a pair of heirloom holy books, although other people in the village have extraordinary visions when cultivating, but most of them are not as good as this scholar, the reason why Wang Zhong chose him is not only because of his strength, but also because of the desolate sins hidden in the heart of this scholar, far stronger than others.

For example, if the sin hidden in the hearts of others is a barren and dry wilderness, then what is hidden in the heart of this middle-aged scholar is the vast desert that is completely dead and silent.

With a wisp of divine thought as a guide, it condensed into an insignificant hell demonic qi, and then mixed into the refined essence aura of the large array, and floated towards the middle-aged scholar, in Wang Zhong's nervous gaze, the middle-aged scholar did not notice anything unusual, and swallowed the aura mixed with hell demonic qi in one bite, and then began to operate Xuangong and began to refine the aura.

The middle-aged scholar sitting cross-legged in the room frowned suddenly, his face was different, sometimes sad and angry, sometimes sad, sometimes hideous, sometimes uncertain, the middle-aged scholar seemed to know that his state was a little inappropriate, so he took the gong and used the meditation method to pinch his mind, and after a long time, his expression returned to his indifferent and calm color, looking into the distance, and saw a bright moon in the sky through the window, and muttered quietly.

"The country is broken, and the remnants are at the end, and I haven't thought of these things for a long time. ”

This moment of sighs and vicissitudes, although it does not show its majesty, as long as the discerning person sees it, he will definitely be able to know that this person is not a country scholar, but a brilliant wise man, because those eyes contain a deep wisdom that is not visible.

Suddenly, a strong sense of frustration came to his heart, and the once persistent cultivation habit had no motivation to continue to maintain at this moment, lying lazily on the chair, looking at the sky and the moon in a daze.

The meditation method that has been tried and tested is not very easy to use at the moment, and the thoughts in my heart are full of thoughts, and those memories that I thought I had seen through and seen away, and had been indifferent, reverberated in my mind very vividly at this moment, but it brought heartbreaking, deep pain and sorrow in the bone marrow!

"The country is breaking mountains and rivers!"

"The country is breaking mountains and rivers!"

"The country is breaking mountains and rivers!"

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If intentional, if unintentional, in the heart, in the mouth, these five words are like a ghost lingering back at all times, the more you chant, the sadness in the eyes of the middle-aged scholar becomes more and more intense, although the demeanor is not unusual, but the hand on the armrest of the chaise longue, the green tendons on the back of the hand are angry, after a long time, the middle-aged scholar found that he was out of control, raised his hand, and the armrest turned into ashes and scattered.

Looking at his hand in a daze, the middle-aged scholar showed a helpless and bitter smile, the hand that once held the pen of the sky, wrote the chapter of the hundred worlds, and ruled the life and death of countless strong enemies, now it is only worthy of pinching wood.

The power of the bridge between heaven and earth is still the same, but the belief contained in it has been shattered and cannot be found again.

The country is broken, and there is a remnant behind these five words, which is the true portrayal of his current situation.

"The glory of the One, the glory of eternity...... It's gone!"

Recalling the past, covering his face with his hands, the middle-aged scholar cried like a child, and the cry of his true temperament did not come out of the house, but he was glimpsed by Wang Zhong, and the various signs after the demonic qi entered the right person, Wang Zhong also saw it for the first time, in the past, he did not have this opportunity in hell, and after coming to the Shenwu world, he tried it with a knife, and it was also extremely rough distortion and alienation, and the current scene was also extremely valuable for Wang Zhong.

The middle-aged scholar's mind was unbalanced, but he didn't notice it himself, in the depths of his eyes, a touch of darkness flashed by, Wang Zhong watched quietly, after that wisp of demonic energy melted, it was like a saintly hand in the thief with extraordinary skills, quietly and silently sneaked into the hearts of people, rooted in the dark side of the soul, quietly fiddling, absorbing the power of the dark soul to strengthen himself.

Wang Zhong couldn't help but recall the moment he first entered hell, he was so corroded by the demonic qi of hell, and even when he fell, he didn't realize that his body and mind had completely fallen, and the magic of the demonic qi of hell eroding people's hearts can be seen.

At present, he is secretly manipulating the hell demon qi to erode this middle-aged scholar, and he has a lot of different understandings of the hell demon qi, that trace of insignificant hell demon qi is integrated into the middle-aged scholar's body, in addition to taking root in the dark side of the soul to absorb nutrients, but also with the outside world in the dark and some ominous aura has established a connection, this ominous aura is extremely strange, before the hell demon qi takes effect, it seems that it does not exist between heaven and earth at all, but when the hell demon qi is connected with it, it seems to permeate the world everywhere, Wang Zhong's divine thoughts and hell demon qi are also induced by the source of this ominous breath。

It was an extremely strange feeling, although this ominous aura only exposed the tip of the iceberg, but it gave Wang Zhong a sense of vastness, endless, as if the sky was falling into the stars, as if as long as he made further contact, there was only one way to go.

No matter what is in it, no matter what heaven and earth are! All of them are falling, all of them are empty, and all of them are destroyed! They are absolutely withered and extinct! But they contain the vastness of being one and more incomprehensible and integrated with it, just when Wang Zhong was gradually dizzy, the infinite thunder flashed abruptly, turning into thunder and slashing down!

Wang Zhong came back to his senses, but found that he was really in the originally quite quiet Heavenly Curse Brand changed violently, and the infinite thunder light penetrated everything, although Wang Zhong of the electricity was in pain, but it also completely cut off his inductive connection with the source of the ominous breath, at this time Wang Zhong felt that his body was empty, as if he had escaped death.

What happened just now, Wang Zhong was a little dazed and in a trance, but when he came back to his senses, he found that the demonic qi that he had been sealed by the Divine Curse Seal had actually broken the limit and improved, at least by thirty percent, and even the seemingly indestructible Heavenly Curse Brand had also appeared loose and damaged, such as an adventure, Wang Zhong couldn't help but have the idea of exploring again, but he hesitated, and a dark intuition warned him that the inexplicable realm and the unknown source that he had just glimpsed were definitely not the world he could touch, and once he crossed the line, there would be endless troubles。

If Wang Zhong hadn't felt the sweet temptation of being corrupted by the demonic energy of hell and thus corrupted and depraved, he might have really gone out of his way to explore the ominous source again in order to increase his strength, but now, Wang Zhong can already use his willpower to restrain and distinguish between what is a safe path and what is a path full of traps.

Distracted to pay attention to the middle-aged scholar again, but found that his situation was extremely strange, the wisp of hell demonic qi that Wang Zhong had originally divided was extremely small, and he had already prepared a long-term attack to corrupt the middle-aged scholar for a long time, but unexpectedly, when he looked back now, the situation of the middle-aged scholar was beyond his expectations.

Dazed, stunned, sluggish in a trance, with a hideous smile on his face, his eyes were filled with black gas, and even penetrated his pupils, turning into a real hell demonic qi around his body, the evil light all over his body could not be extinguished, scale armor, minions, and bone spurs began to grow on the middle-aged scholar's body, and the erosion degree of hell demonic qi climbed from eroding the mind to distorting the body in such an instant, and turned into a hell monster.

This progress was so fast that even Wang Zhong himself was taken aback, analyzed and speculated, and came up with a guess that he didn't know whether it was reliable or not.

Just now, he relied on the wisp of hellish demonic qi that invaded the middle-aged scholar's body, so as to sense the ominous source, maybe he would also piggyback on the middle-aged scholar at that time.

With just one induction, the impact of the Heavenly Curse Seal imprinted on the body of the will of heaven and earth was crumbling, and Wang Zhong's hellish demonic qi was greatly enhanced, the vastness of the evil energy of the unknown source can be known, if the middle-aged scholar also sensed the unknown source at that moment, it would be understandable to be demonized in an instant.

At this time, the middle-aged scholar's spiritual defense line has been completely eroded by the hell demonic qi, and his body has also begun to metamorphose under the effect of the hellish demonic qi, Wang Zhong is the source and master of the hellish demonic qi, no need to work hard, his will is directly infused into the soul of the middle-aged scholar.

The brocade clothes and food in his childhood, the hard practice when he was young, the travel in the rivers and lakes in his prime, the success and fame in middle age, and then the remnants of the present are also at the end, and the memories of the life of middle-aged scholars are unreservedly exposed to Wang Zhong's sight.

Qianqiu holy pen, project proposal, the former is the title of the rivers and lakes, the latter is the name, it is a dazzling heroic warrior on the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago, he travels through the rivers and lakes and does not know how many sensational things he has done, but his other identity has not been known by the rivers and lakes.

The pen elder of Taiyi is responsible for managing many classics of Taiyimen, and he is also one of the most powerful figures in Taiyimen.

Taiyi is supreme, Taiyi is supreme, Taiyi is supreme! This is the belief that the project has maintained the belief of the first half of his life, and he firmly believes that the glory of the East Pole Taiyi Gate will not be lost through the ages, and it is the strongest ruler in this world.

But his belief was cracked after the strong rise of the Qinglong Ancestor, and after the Demon Court swept and Shi Yongxin defeated the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, his belief collapsed.

The catastrophe of the Qinglong Ancestor, the Taiyi Gate did not damage the fundamentals, but the Demon Court overturned the world, but the Taiyi Gate, which was originally high, was completely smashed into the dust, and since then, the Taiyi Gate has completely fallen from the position of the master of the world to the rebellion that everyone shouts and beats.

Becoming a king and defeating a thief, it is so cruel, the people who used to cause trouble in the world and called themselves the Holy Gate, the East Pole Taimen disdainfully called the Demon Gate, and secretly called it the bandits who did not form the climate, thousands of years as one, but thousands of years later, the Demon Gate dominated the world and embraced the righteousness of the world, but the Taiyi Gate became the bandits who were despised in the past.

The belief and spirit of the supreme one, the supremacy of the one, and the supreme belief and spirit of the one were completely shattered and became a joke.

He hates, he grieves.

When he saw the Demon Court sweeping the general trend and searching for the remnants of the Taiyi Sect, when he saw those disciples who were originally confident that they were the world's heroes and were invincible under the glory of the Taiyi Sect, one by one, lost their souls and were slaughtered by the Demon Court like dogs, his heart was completely dead.

For an ordinary martial artist, abolishing his power is the most cruel thing, but for a strong man who has gone through many storms, the collapse of spirit and faith is the most cruel thing.

There is no power of the seventh-rank world, but against the team composed of ten third-rank martial artists in the previous Demon Court, in front of the light of faith in the eyes of the Demon Court martial artists, who are burning and swearing to fight to the death at all costs, he is like a homeless old dog, wailing helplessly, and fleeing in panic, because he has lost all his courage at that moment.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi persevered in the endgame, and used up the savings of the Taiyi Sect for countless years, refining a pair of Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Arrays to accommodate the remaining disciples of the Taiyi Sect, but it was already too late.

The project proposal has been abolished, and there are still many Taiyi disciples who have also been abolished, their spirits are weakened, their beliefs have collapsed, and all that has survived is just a living corpse with no strength left.

All the mental journeys that belong to the project proposal are all displayed in front of Wang Zhong's eyes, and he coldly looks at the final transformation of the project proposal.

The demonic energy of hell played with the mind and memory of the project proposal again and again, bringing the project proposal back to the nightmare of Taiyi's destruction and the collapse of faith, constantly destroying his mental defense line and distorting his heart and will.

Kill, destroy, destroy! Countless evil and dark wills swarm, once the project book completely collapses in these nightmares, then it is only a ferocious hell monster that stands up again, with the most ferocious, evil and evil will to replace the collapsed faith, to replace the project proposal of the already wasted person to exert the power of the seven products.

This is the erosion method of the infernal demonic qi that is imprinted in the instinct, and if it continues, this is the only end, but ...... Wang Zhong intervened.

He brazenly intervened before the moment when the heart and soul of the project book completely collapsed, and the incomparable will poured down.

At this moment, the project proposal is immersed in his most unforgettable nightmare.

The mountain peaks are majestic, the attic palaces are endless, and the fairy birds and plants are everywhere, this is the core place of the Taiyi Gate in the past, but now, this sacred peak that once carried the glory of the Taiyi Gate for thousands of years has fallen into blood and fire.

The peaks of the towering mountains were swept off, and the invincible Heavenly Ruyi Stick fell like a heavenly punishment, and countless Demon Court troops swarmed at the foot of the mountain like ants, and the Taiyi Sect Master Donghuang Taiyi disappeared.

The tide has ...... Irretrievable!

If it was a moment later, it would be a nightmare for the project to run away in a panic for a small army of the Sanpin Demon Court, but at this moment, everything was stagnant, and Wang Zhong's big hand tore the Nine Heavens Blue Darkness, which came down blatantly, with the blue sky on his head, his feet on the earth, staring at the project proposal that was kneeling on the ground and crying.

"Someone once asked me if I could not change my heart and move forward in the desperate situation where the whole world was facing enemies! Many years later, when I looked back again, I could have raised my head and tell that man, I can, I can! Today, I ask you in your desperate situation, can you step out of this abyss!"

Wang Zhong knew better than anyone else the pain and pain of the collapse of his faith, so at this moment he interrupted the process of the corruption and degeneration of the Hell Demon Qi and descended into this endless nightmare with his will.

In the heart of the thousands of warehouses and holes that had been corroded by the demonic qi of hell, he could no longer react too much to everything Wang Zhong said, and stared blankly at Wang Zhong, who was like a demon god.

"Do you want to regain your former glory? If you want to restore your immortal glory? If you want to, if you want to, then make a contract with me, the Lord of the Bronze Wasteland! I will give you everything you need to run on the path of your dreams!"

Wang Zhong leaned down, stretched out his finger, and pointed to the sluggish and dazed project proposal.

"I ...... Wish!"

After a long time, there was a trembling murmur, and the trembling outstretched hand touched Wang Zhong's fingers.