Seven days later, Murong Jiu and Qi Ling came to a village, and when they saw this village, the two of them actually felt suppressed at the same time, and their two hearts beat irregularly.

Throughout the village, the trees and flowers have long since withered, and the birds have retreated. Under a dead old tree, an owl fell to the ground, its eyes bulging out, its body devoid of flesh and blood, and its body shriveled.

The doors of each house were closed, no dogs barked, birds and beasts could be heard, and the whole village was as quiet as death, and occasionally a breeze blew, but it also made people feel that it was mixed with the terrible sound of ghosts crying and laughing.

Murong Jiu and Qi Ling glanced at each other, and they felt a chill in the back of their necks and a dry throat at the same time.

Pulling Qiling to a wealthy family, Murong Jiu raised his hand and knocked on the vermilion gate, the sound of banging on the door was particularly loud in this quiet village, his eyes quickly scanned the direction behind him, paying attention to the changes around him, as if he was vigilant The knock on the door woke up those cow ghosts and snake gods who were lurking here.

Nearly half an hour passed, and there was not the slightest movement in this house, and if it was an ordinary person in this strange village, he would inevitably feel suffocated and depressed.

And Murong Jiu and Qiling, as cultivators, have their own so-so strength, although they are frightened, but they also have a lot of sense of justice and curiosity in their hearts, he pulled Qiling and flew over the wall and flew into this house.

In this courtyard, a hound was dead in the corner, and it was exactly like the death of the owl, with its eyes bulging. The whole body has lost the essence and blood of life, the fur is tightly wrapped around the bones, a few peach trees and a few pots of flowers and plants have long since died, and the whole yard has no life, and even the sunlight shining in the yard seems to be covered with a deep dead air.

Murong Jiu took a deep breath, he could basically guess the situation in the courtyard, the reason why he entered this house was the people in the room.

"Master......" Qi Ling's palms were covered with sweat, and she looked at Murong Jiu's cheeks worriedly, and even her voice seemed so weak.

Murong Jiu shook his head slowly and stared at the door tightly. He lifted his steps and walked slowly to the door. In a dead village. What would be in someone's room?

He stared at the door at arm's length, his heart pounding, and a slight feeling of mental dizziness rushed to his mind in waves.

A door separates the house from the courtyard, and the door is pushed open. What's in the house? It's a murderous ghost smiling and gnawing at human flesh and bones. It's still a terrible ghost with different shapes crying wolf. Or is it ...... Murong Jiu shook his head, his right arm stretched forward, and he suddenly pushed open the door. A cold air poured out of the house, and the demonic murmur in his mistaken sense came to an abrupt end.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, a four-foot-long bamboo stick suddenly jumped out of his right hand, and he pulled Qiling with his left hand and walked into the house gently, the only thing that made Murong Jiu feel a little relieved was that the sun shone on the two of them, casting two cautious and cautious figures on the ground.

The furniture in the room is all available, and there is no sign of destruction or messiness.

A parrot with its claws tied to it hung upside down from its cage, its eyes glaring at it, its blood drained. In the middle of the room was a wooden bed, with a light veil hanging upside down, and two bodies could be seen lying across the bed, with some clothes and four shoes scattered under the bed.

As exciting and nervous as an adventure, at this time, Murong Jiu and Qiling's hearts were in their throats, and they couldn't even speak, they held their hands together, and they quietly approached the bed, as if they were afraid of disturbing the sleeping people, and as if they were in awe of the mystery that was about to be revealed, their movements were slow, and they didn't dare to make any sound.

The green gauze tent was violently opened by a four-foot bamboo stick.

"Ah......" The blood on Qi Ling's face faded instantly, her eyes widened, and her body immediately retreated and hid behind Murong Jiu, not daring to take another look at the two people on the bed.

And Murong Jiu also gasped at the same time, and he also felt that his hands and feet were suddenly cold.

On the bed there was indeed a pair of men and women lying horizontally, their naked bodies, there was no trace of flesh on their bodies, their skin was tightly glued to the bones, as if two complete human skeletons were wrapped in two human skins, their eyes were collapsed, their eyeballs were bulging, their mouths were wide open, their shriveled mouths could hardly cover the four rows of teeth, their deaths were miserable, they were actually killed by people who had drained their blood alive!

Before he could uncover the green gauze tent, Murong Jiu vaguely thought of their deaths, but after witnessing the two dried corpses with his own eyes, he still felt a huge fear enveloping his heart.

Cruel, shocking, inhumane......

Thump...... Murong Jiu and Qi Ling plunged into a small lake, and the cool water invaded every inch of their bodies.

It had been several days since the two of them had explored the village of death, but they were still in fear in their hearts, the eyes bulging out of anger, the dried corpse with skin and bones, lingering in their spirits.

What kind of person would be so bloody that he would snatch the essence and blood function of all the lives of the entire village? Who committed such a cruel and heinous crime in a village that had nearly a thousand lives turned into a dead domain overnight?

Call...... Murong Jiu and Qiling got out of the water, they looked at each other, they could still see the faint fear in each other's eyes, and the bloody disaster without a drop of blood splashed overcast their spiritual souls.

For many days, every night, the two of them sat in each other's arms, closing their eyes as if they were shaking the terrible corpses in front of them, and a tragic cry sounded in their ears......

Under the stars and moon, a hideous ghost king in a black robe came to the village, he knelt down and worshipped the sky, and a blood moon hung over the village. A faint low curse sound erupted from the Ghost King's mouth, slowly enveloping all life in the village, and a strong aura of death immediately emanated from its body, covering the entire village.

The leaves of the trees withered and yellowed one by one, falling off the branches, the blooming petals withered one by one, and the trees and flowers lost their life functions and gradually withered.

The hounds and domestic animals were choked by the invisible ghost claws, restless but unable to make the slightest neigh.

The sleeping villagers' eyes widened in suffocation, and one by one the demons and monsters possessed their bodies, and the poor ones let out a fearful and unwilling roar in their hearts, sadly bearing the vitality of their bodies being stripped alive.

The centenarians in the village, in their thin bodies, their own spirit and spirit were rapidly draining, and they were powerless to resist only with an invisible sigh and closed their eyes.

Babies in swaddling clothes, they opened their round eyes, the pure eyes that were not stained by the world were full of tears, they waved their tender white hands, and their fingers and the backs of their hands were shrinking in flesh and blood.

Zhang Daring, a generation of martial artists with amazing arm strength, only had time to stagger out of the door, and then fell to the ground with a heavy head......

The catastrophe in the village, overnight, all lives were spared!

Murong Jiu wiped a handful of water droplets from his face, his eyes returned to clarity, and he hugged Qiling's delicate shoulders tightly, and said, "Ling'er, let's go, go to town." ”

A few more days passed, and the nameless village was subjected to the evil of draining its life function alive, like a hurricane that swept towards the entire ancient Chinese country, from the world of cultivation to the people of Limin, the whole country was shocked. Groups of cultivators walked into the village, and the warlocks who believed in their righteousness were furious, and they organized material and manpower to track down the murderers, but it took a lot of time, and they did not get the slightest valuable clues.

Finally, the disaster in the village of the Dead Realm intensified, leading to a powerful god king in the realm of Tongshen using a secret method to find out the true situation of that night, in the implementation of the secret method of tracking down the murderer, this powerful monk of the Tongshen realm was bombarded by the murderer against time and space, and he was shocked by the murderer at that time.

After the spell was cast, the god king did not leave any words, he shook his head helplessly, and drifted away with a lamented sigh.

Demons are present, and ghosts devour people...... Panic caused by the villages of the Dead Realm spreads among the common people, with suspicion, fear, depression, and panic. (To be continued......)