At this moment, the entire alley was illuminated by the firelight on Zhu Jue's body, and those living corpses were stunned in place after seeing the powerful power that he had inexplicably erupted, not daring to move at all. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhu Jue took a deep breath, and in the blink of an eye, another fireball accumulated in his hand. A frightened roar rang in his ears, and the group of living corpses turned around, instinctively trying to flee. Seeing this, Zhu Jue was about to make a move, when he suddenly heard the old man shouting in his ear: "Slow!"

Zhu Jue's body paused, and the flames in his hands subsided. He turned around and looked coldly at the old man in front of him.

"This young man, please don't rush to kill them all!" the old man took a few steps forward with a cane and said to Zhu Jue.

"Why didn't you want to show mercy to your subordinates when you chased and killed me just now? If it weren't for the fact that my skills were higher than yours at this moment, I would have become a puddle of meat and mud, wouldn't I? Besides, if I hadn't killed you today, strangers would have been killed by you another day. Zhu Jue sneered.

The old man has long lost his previous majesty at this moment, although he still speaks in a weird manner, but he has a little more fear: "This young master, we did beat the idea of a few of you outsiders, but ...... We're being forced too. As soon as the old man finished speaking, he saw the group of living corpses nodding again and again.

"Murder is still forced?" Zhu Jue frowned.

"I am the head of our village. Ula Village is a beautiful village, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the villagers are very hospitable. Passers-by in this area like to come to us to rest their feet and replenish their dry food. But one day three months ago, a black-clad and masked man who claimed to be the King of a Thousand Feet came to our village. Although he dressed a little weirdly, we still ate and drank well. Who knew that this man wanted to leave after eating, and refused to pay at all. So, one of the villagers got into an argument with him. Fortunately, he actually killed the entire village and didn't leave a single living mouth. It was miserable, the blood on the street didn't finish for five days and five nights. ”

"Then aren't you all still standing here now?" asked Zhu Jue suspiciously.

When I woke up the next day and found that I had a big bowl on my neck, but it didn't hurt at all, I was too frightened to speak. It's not just me, it's the whole village. The masked man said that although our primordial spirits are not gone, our bodies are dead, and they will rot day by day. If you want to maintain your body, you have to suck up the living and take its essence. In the beginning, we just wanted to die quietly and shut ourselves in the house all day. But as time went on, seeing my body festering and stinky day by day, the spirits of many people changed, even me. Finally, one time, a group of people came to the village, and everyone couldn't help it, so they did something wrong. There is a first time, and there is a second time......" The old man shook his head, as if he didn't want to go any further.

"Then why do we see you and Dunzi during the day, but it's normal?"

"When the sun and moon set, people who have absorbed more essence can barely regain their shape. But once the moon rises, it will appear in its original form. After speaking, the old man bowed to Zhu Jue again: "This young man, we... We really can't help it. At this moment, Dunzi also put away his original fierce appearance, stood beside the old man, and gently caressed his back with his hand.

"Where is that thousand-foot king now?" asked Zhu Jue.

"I lived in a small temple a few miles outside the village. Every time we absorb the essence, we have to hand over half of it to him. I think that's why he didn't let us die. But to live like this is more painful than to die......"

Zhu Jue nodded, sighed lightly, and then a raging fire surged up on his body. He stretched out his hands and shot out two fiery snakes, directly engulfing the villagers, the old man, and the pier. There were screams in my ears, and wisps of black gas emerged from the flames. But in the blink of an eye, the group of living corpses all turned into rotten water, emitting a strong fishy smell.

"You're right, it's more painful to live like this than to die. Go in peace, and I'll get justice for you. And the debts you owe will now be settled. Zhu Jue closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already red.

On a hill outside the city, there is a small temple standing quietly. Strangely, there is no grass around this temple, and the ground is bare, which is in stark contrast to the surroundings. In the darkness, a figure suddenly appeared, it was Zhu Jue who came to take revenge. Although he can now control the mysterious flame and increase his power, he still has to be cautious, after all, the opponent he will face is not sloppy in killing the big devil of hundreds of people in the entire village.

He crouched over to the temple, gently opened a crack in the door, and looked inside. I saw that the temple was dark, and I couldn't see anything. Zhu Jue was ruthless, kicked open the temple door, and at the same time lit a raging flame in his hand, illuminating the inside. In the center of the temple is a huge golden-bodied statue of Maitreya Buddha, facing Zhu Jue with a grinning face. For some reason, this is obviously a laughing Buddha, but there is an indescribable weirdness that makes him feel uncomfortable. There are several plates in front of the Buddha, and the offerings on them have long been gone. On both sides are wooden shelves with some books on them. Zhu Jue stepped forward and flipped through it roughly, it seemed to be some scriptures, no different from what he often saw at his grandmother's house.

Just as Zhu Jue was looking at it, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind behind him. He hurriedly lowered his head, only to see a cold light pass by, splitting the bookshelf in front of him in half. Zhu Jue was shocked, turned around, and found that it was a masked man in black. He was holding a long knife, more than eight feet tall, and he must have been the thousand-legged king.

"Where did the little ghost come from, Lao Tzu's territory dared to come in casually. The thousand-foot king pointed at Zhu Jue with a knife and said in a calm tone.

"I'm here to take your life. Zhu Jue didn't talk nonsense with him, and suddenly the fire in his hand was flourishing, and he grabbed it towards the thousand-foot king. The thousand-foot king saw that the flame was not like a mortal thing, but he didn't fight hard, he dodged it sideways, and then used a move to return the horse pistol and stabbed the big knife at Zhu Jue. Zhu Jue couldn't dodge, so he had to reach out and take it hard. The flames burst out, and I don't know what material this knife is made of, even if it touches the flames, it doesn't melt instantly like a kitchen knife like a dun, only the blade is slightly red. The Thousand-Foot King felt a burst of heat, instantly withdrew the long knife, and looked at Zhu Jue with an incredulous expression. Zhu Jue was not much better, a long cut was drawn in the palm of his hand, if it wasn't for the thousand-foot king who pulled the knife back in time, it is estimated that the whole hand would not be able to be saved.

Both of them realized that the other was not simple, and they were frozen there for a while. Zhu Jue thought that the place in this temple was too small to stretch his hands and feet, so he turned around and ran towards the outside of the temple. The thousand-legged king saw that Zhu Jue was about to run, and hurriedly chased after him with a knife, but before he could run a few steps, he suddenly saw Zhu Jue turn around with a harrier, shoot two fireballs from his hand, and fly towards him. He secretly screamed badly, and before he could resist it with his long knife, his body was swept into flames.

"Is it over?" Zhu Jue stared at the firelight tightly, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Using divine power so frequently is obviously a big burden for him now.

The firelight gradually dissipated, but a figure slowly emerged, still standing in the smoke and dust.

"Boy, dare to cheat on your grandfather, I want to make your life worse than death!" The thousand-foot king was naked, covered in scorched black, and said viciously to Zhu Jue.