"Don't!"

The woman's terrible scream resounded in the sky, but she didn't expect that as soon as she came back and stepped into her yard, she saw the most desperate scene in her life.

She rushed to her daughter, who was being abused, and pushed the man on her daughter down, holding her scarred daughter and crying out in pain.

Shaking her daughter but not seeing any reaction, looking at her daughter's swollen lower body, the woman's heart slowly sank and was clouded with haze.

"My daughter~ You are her father, how can you do it?

The woman's eyes were full of rage, and her eyes were bloodshot, and she wanted to stare her husband out of a few holes.

How much has she suffered, what kind of brute is this?

"No, it's not me. ”

The man was a little more awake at this time, and was stared at by the woman's fierce and desperate eyes, and retreated a few steps back.

Seeing his daughter lying on the ground unconscious, he still clearly remembered how he treated his daughter, he didn't know, why was it like this, he really didn't know.

When the woman saw her husband like this, her heart increased with a little resentment.

Anyway, her daughter has become like this, and she doesn't want to live anymore.

The more I thought about it, the more bloody my heart stirred, and the cowardly woman of the past surged with great courage at this time.

"I'm going to fight with you!"

The woman grabbed a shovel from the ground and threw herself at her husband.

"You stinky bitch, you dare!"

The man didn't expect this woman to really dare to fight with him, and subconsciously threw himself backhanded.

There is also a ruthlessness in the man's heart, and one is not careful.

"Aa ......"

The shovel was stuck in the woman's neck, and only half of the neck was attached to the body, and a lot of blood flowed out.

"It's all you brought on yourself, don't blame me, don't blame me. ”

Seeing the woman collapse in front of him with unwilling eyes of resentment, the man retracted his blood-covered hand in fright and muttered to himself.

In a trance, he didn't understand how to make a good home, and suddenly it became like this.

"Daddy, can you come and accompany me?"

It seems that his daughter's voice echoes in his ears, and his daughter has come to him?

No! No!

"You're dead, you're dead. ”

The man was in a cold sweat, his hands trembling and holding on to the wall behind him, moving step by step, as if he wanted to escape from this place.

He doesn't want to die yet, and he can have another daughter.

"Yes, I'm dead, but I hate it!"

The cold female voice spoke faintly, and the scarred girl seemed to be walking towards him, slowly condensing into a substance under his eyes.

He stared forward in horror, his legs shaking.

"No~ah~"

The whole village is suffering from human destruction, misery and despair pervade the whole village, and finally only resentment remains.

Complaining about why he was treated like this, why he died......

"Hahaha!"

The black-robed monk laughed loudly, and he released a phantom array to expand the desires in their hearts.

Look, this is a mortal with seven emotions and six desires!

He only helped them a little, so that they recognized themselves, and they did themselves a small favor, and it would be good if they contributed their souls, and each took what he needed.

The black clouds gradually covered the shimmering moon, revealing the beasts that were ready to attack in the air, and gusts of wind drifted.

Souls full of resentment floated over the village, and it seemed that there were still resentments left in life, tearing each other apart.

"You're damned, you're damned!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Why?"

"I don't want to die!"

"Die!

The resentful and mournful roar lingered and echoed within a radius of a hundred miles, as if it was going straight to heaven.

The black-robed monk ignored their roars, and put the resentful spirits in the phantom array into the bottle one by one, just right, plus the previous collection, there were 99,999 resentful spirits.

"When the lunar year is cloudy and the moon is cloudy, let me help you be born!"

He threw out the cortical diagram that had been refined from the smooth skin of many women, and put it into the formation that had been arranged.

The cortex glows in the dark, showing how pitiful the owners of these skins were during their lifetimes, slowly turning around and absorbing the resentful spirits into it, forming a vivid human being on the map, with tightly locked eyebrows and mournful eyes, as if telling their grievances.

The wind gusted, and the sand danced, but no one cared.

Soon, soon! The black-robed monk couldn't help but laugh in his heart, but he also knew that this was a critical moment, and he couldn't be careless.

It's about to be refined into a resentful spirit map!

"Not good!"

Shi Jingzhi suddenly frowned, and said solemnly.

"The southwest direction is extremely yin, something has happened!"

Several people who were looking for an evil cultivator looked at each other, realizing the seriousness of the matter, Shi Jingzhi directly took out a spaceship, and several people jumped up and hurriedly headed towards the southwest.

The entire village was devastated except for the warm corpses of the villagers.

Even Ming Li, who was cold in the past, was extremely depressed in her heart at this time, and Mo Yan looked at the black-robed monk with hatred in her eyes, she had never been exposed to such a cruel massacre since she was a child.

"Evil cultivators! You dare to slaughter mortals and refine such evil things. ”

Shi Jingzhi couldn't bear to look at those who were still alive yesterday, and now only the corpses of empty shells remained, which was to break their reincarnation.

"I'm just amplifying the desires in their hearts, these mortals are dirty, it's their honor to help me, when I succeed in refining, I'm the first person, hahaha!"

The black-robed monk said arrogantly that it would be time for him to leave this place after he succeeded in refining and return to the immortal cultivation realm.

"Hmph, since it's called an evil thing, it also depends on whether you have the ability to control it, so as not to be eaten by it when the time comes. ”

As the two spoke, they had already moved their hands, and Shi Jingzhi vowed to cut this evil cultivator under the knife today.

Ming Li and Ji Mo Yu bypassed the battlefield of the Yuanying Monk and came to the formation of refining the resentful spirit diagram not far away.