Chapter Ninety-Three: Resentment Crystallizes

"Kill it, don't you know?"

Wang Fuyao pulled out his sword, the sword light was like snow, and her slight smile lit up the entire dark world.

The golden sword in the golden whale sheath also vibrated slightly, letting out a joyful roar.

Jin Beijing smiled slightly, and also showed his sword, the two swords combined, wanting to break the resentment of this heaven and earth.

Both are among the best in the world.

Wang Fuyao has already cultivated several zhang sword gang at a young age, and Jin Beijing is even more inherently supernatural, although he can't take the path of traditional cultivation, but he also relies on the power of faith to practice swordsmanship.

The mighty Pei Ran sword qi swept away the grievances with a sword, the white and golden sword lights were intertwined, and the qi between heaven and earth shook, They actually cut through the entire grievance field!

The grievances gradually dissipated, and they found that they were still standing in the Zhou ancestral hall, but at this time, the Zhou ancestral hall was lit with an inexplicable fire, and the most intense fire was the shrine in the center of the entire ancestral hall and the pitch-black tablet near the shrine.

All the tablets floated into the air when the fire was lit, and they used the tablets to face Wang Xiaotao and them.

The tablets on the left, right, front, and back are all straight and facing a few people.

Just like people, they all turned their heads and stared at them.

Jin Beijing stepped forward and waved his sword, Wang Fuyao slashed a sword towards the gate behind him, Wang Xiaotao was sandwiched in the middle, took out a few talismans bought with a lot of money from the storage bag, and slapped them on their backs.

The shrine exploded, the tablet burned out of thin air, the gate shattered, and the wall that separated the dormitory and the hall of enjoyment let out an overwhelmed moan, and the wall trembled slightly.

Yu didn't know that he was standing beside Wang Xiaotao, sideways to protect Wang Xiaotao's direction, and also slashed at the door.

Finally the walls were connected to the gates, and the windows collapsed and the dust flew up.

The resentment in the ancestral hall of the Zhou clan slowly dissipated, and was replaced by the glittering moonlight that fell from the sky.

I don't know when, it got dark.

A pair of blood-red eyes gathered around the ancestral hall and surrounded them.

It was a tiger formed by resentment, and the leader was a huge white tiger with red eyes, which stood out among a group of yellow-skinned and black-veined tigers.

They stand or lie down, their muscles open, their mouths wide open, their tails erect, staring at them like prey that they are bound to take.

"Good fellows."

Jin Bei Whale stood tall and jade, holding a sword in his hand, and looked around, "Are we entering the tiger's den?" ”

"And it."

Wang Fu shook his chin and nodded in the direction of the Fang Cai Shrine.

The shrine had shattered, revealing a wriggling black mass inside.

Resentment crystallized.

This piece of resentment crystal is the real owner of the resentment field, and the resentment of countless souls who died in the dry bone pile condensed into crystals, and I don't know what chance I get, my resentment has increased greatly, and I have my senses, and I silently take revenge on the whole village.

They were the ones who had died, they had endured all their sins, they had a lot of resentment, and when they had a chance to condense into entities, they devoured first the weakest children of the village, then the adults, and then the whole village.

Hu Xia just bumped into this incident unfortunately, died unluckily at the hands of mortals, and was unlucky to be devoured by them.

She was just unlucky from start to finish.

The resentment crystal devoured Hu Xia, and then turned into countless resentful spirits, turning into her appearance, and devouring the entire village.

This is the origin of the red-clothed female ghost in Dacheng Village, and this is the root cause of the tiger problem in Dacheng Village.

Everything comes from the ever-ending sin.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaotao couldn't help but think, 800 miles of Jing River, 600,000 people, so many people died in her hometown, don't they have grievances? Why didn't the Jinghe River form resentment crystals?

If a resentment crystal is formed like Dacheng Village, then at least she still has a place to see the old people and things in the past.

"Leave it to me here, you go outside and melt those evil spirits." Wang Xiaotao took a step forward and got a little closer to the tablet.

"How?" Jin Beijing asked.

"Send them back to where they came from."

Wang Fuyao rushed out of the dormitory with his sword and pounced on the tigers outside the door.

Jin Beijing smiled slightly, held the sword in one hand, and jumped out of the dormitory after him.

The god of light and Wang Xiaotao glanced at each other, nodded, and went out.

"I don't care what you're going to do, if you really want to help me, then leave me ······"

Without waiting for Wang Xiaotao's words to fall, the fish jumped out of the dormitory without knowing it.

In this burning dormitory, only Wang Xiaotao and the cloud of resentment on the shrine remained.

The fish didn't know that he was so obedient, but Wang Xiaotao didn't know what to say.

Taking a deep breath, it seems that she still has to talk to Yu I don't know how to talk to her.

"You've smelled me for a long time, haven't you?"

"After all, I'm so fragrant."

Wang Xiaotao took out the red-scaled dagger in the storage bag, held the blade in his right hand, and gently cut a slight wound on his palm.

A drop of pale golden blood flowed from the center of her palm.

"How?"

"Want to eat me?"

"If you want to eat, you can get it yourself."

After Wang Xiaotao's blood appeared, I didn't know if I saw or smelled something, but I was obviously excited, and I actually 'snorted' like a human being, and quickly squirmed and climbed down the shrine that was almost burned to charcoal.

But it was reluctant to get too close to Wang Xiaotao, as if it was afraid of something, a little afraid, but reluctant to leave.

Just stretched out a thick black tentacle and stretched out to Wang Xiaotao's palm.

Wang Xiaotao took the red scale dagger, swung it down fiercely, cut off its tentacles mercilessly, stepped on it, and pressed its black tentacles into the ground, but his expression seemed to be gentle with all kinds of pity.

Wang Xiaotao smiled slightly, the corners of her mouth opened a smile, and she said word by word: "Good boy, what I said is, take it yourself." ”

Wang Xiaotao grabbed the tentacle that the resentment crystal fracture wanted to retract, and pressed the blood on the wound on her left hand into the broken wound, and the resentment crystal body actually screamed in pain, making a terrible scream, and constantly trembling violently on her hand, like a twisted black maggot.

It longs for this drop of blood, but it can't bear the pain of this drop of blood at all.

"You bit me last time, right?"

"What are you calling me for?"

"I don't know if you want me to call me Fuyao Niangniang!"

"Don't call me by my name, do you hear me, call me, mother!"

Wang Xiaotao pulled the resentment crystal from the shrine to the ground, holding the red scale dagger in his hand, and cut it off with a word, cutting off all the tentacles stretched out by the resentment crystal one by one.

She pulled up the body that seemed to be bubbling with the grumbling crystal, "Is it my flesh that you like, or is this it?" ”

Wang Xiaotao gently touched the body of the resentful crystal that was constantly trembling, like fear and excitement, as if he was stroking an obedient puppy.

She took out a piece of soft flesh the size of a fingernail from her arms, glowing with white light, and put it beside Resentful Crystal as if seductively.

The resentful crystal stopped trembling, and a pair of big black and white eyes turned out of a black mist, staring straight at this piece of crystal clear white flesh in Wang Xiaotao's hand, the eyeballs kept rolling as if they were looking, as if they were thinking, and the corners of their mouths honestly left a puddle of saliva.

Wang Xiaotao tilted her head, her eyes were curled, and she smiled slightly, "It seems that you like it more, then I'm sorry, you answered wrong." ”

"It's not me that you like, which makes me sad!"

"I don't like anything that makes me sad the most."

"Did you know that there is a saying that mortals must die?"

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