And a moment after the three of them appeared, countless corpse puppets broke through the ground and came behind them, forming a majestic army.

"Where did you come from, why did you come from, when did you leave?"

A high-pitched voice hit He Yinuo's mind like five thunderbolts, and the three people in front of him didn't see any movement, just looked at him coldly.

He Yinuo didn't want to be imprisoned as soon as he entered the land of eternal life, so he replied truthfully, "I am from the land of the afterlife, and I have heard that there are many sects in the land of eternal life that mainly focus on alchemy and medicine, so I came here to find an antidote to save my relatives. As long as you find the antidote, you will leave the land of eternal life, and you will not stay for a moment!"

The three of them were expressionless, and after discussing with each other, the leader put the magic weapon in front of him and silently recited the mantra in his mouth.

After a while, He Yinuo noticed that the restraining power from his surroundings was gradually weakening, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he was amazed in his heart at the magic of this protective array.

However, at the moment when the Great Array was about to make complete contact, a will bombardment from the interior of the Eternal Land hit the body of the leader of the leader, and in an instant, it occupied his own divine consciousness. Then a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he stopped chanting in his mouth, and took back the magic weapon he was urging.

On He Yinuo's side, he felt that the space around him was pressed again, and the force was even stronger than before.

He frowned, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he scolded angrily, "What do you mean by this?"

Then, from that man's mouth came a word that completely surpassed his own momentum, "Bold outsiders, dare to lie all over it, how can this land of eternal life come as you want, and leave as you want! Today I will let you feel the power of the land of eternal life!"

After speaking, he shouted in his mouth, "Where is the thunder python!!"

He Yinuo's heart froze, and suddenly he felt a strong life and death crisis approaching, and he used his whole body to cultivate and forcibly break free, but he could only move half a point with all his strength.

At this moment, however, his figure was covered in a shadow. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that above him, two giant pythons were slowly approaching, with a dragon's head and a snake's body, and their flattened dark green pupils shot a terrifying and fierce light.

At this moment, a pair of long horns on their heads towered high, and there was a dazzling flash of lightning between their feet, which seemed to remind him of the appearance of the sea dragon and the turtle fighting each other in the Turtle Tribulation. They hovered in mid-air, as if ready to go.

"What do you mean, why do you insist that I'm lying, is that how your land of eternal life treats outsiders?"

He Yinuo scolded angrily, but the other party ignored it, as if it was intentional, and at the same time gave the final order to the two thunder pythons.

In an instant, the thunder python barked wildly, and the momentum of the whole body climbed in a straight line, and under his call, a large number of black clouds appeared in the sky, and a large number of black clouds gathered, the wind suddenly rose, and lightning and thunder!

All this was only in a moment, and the white electric light between their two corners skyrocketed, and at this moment it seemed that only the brilliant and pure white was left between heaven and earth.

Then a flash of lightning shot out from the top of the two thunder pythons, and from a distance, it seemed to be clinging to the rammed space, and quickly wandered to He Yinuo's body.

He Yinuo is not afraid of the power of thunder and lightning, he can survive in the thunder tribulation, and what can be compared with this heaven and earth. However, to his surprise, the power of this electric light was not the power of destruction, it did not cause much damage to himself, but it had the most fatal damage to cultivation!

The cultivation power in his body was burned in this electric light, and there was a rapid loss, and in just a moment, almost half of the Dao method was burned out, and the corresponding thing was a large drop in his cultivation, and these were irreversible.

He Yinuo wanted to use the power of the Pure Dao Law to resist and protect the only remaining spiritual power cultivation in his body, but to his surprise again, that Pure Dao Law was all gathered at the boundary stone on his chest, forming a self-closing trend!

It was as if he had sealed himself and completely isolated himself from the outside world, and while not being consumed by the power of the thunder python's electric light, he also ignored the loss of his cultivation.

In this way, He Yinuo was placed in a place of dire distress, and with the loss of the Dao Law, the power he could resist became smaller and smaller, until the power of the electric light exhausted the last trace of the Dao Law in his body, and his cultivation also fell directly from the second step of the Illusion Realm to the bottom.

At this moment, he is like a mortal, even no more than a mortal, and a sense of weakness and helplessness instantly invades his whole body!

He never thought that Fang was still planning the future with great ambition, but now he was slapped hard by reality.

The protective array around him was suddenly withdrawn, and he was no longer able to move in the air, and his body fell straight down.

Then the leader said, "This is the punishment for lying to you, and I will spare you your life to fend for yourself in the land of eternal life!"

He Yinuo felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and then passed out.

It was as if he had a dream, in which his body fell into a sea, and a cold chill invaded his whole body, and he curled up, but he could not feel any temperature.

And as his body continued to fall, the light gradually disappeared, and a sense of loneliness and weakness instantly enveloped his heart, as if he was about to fall into the abyss. At the same time, he felt a strong feeling of dizziness and suffocation.

He was immediately awakened in a panic, only to find that he was already in a dense forest, surrounded by heavy rain, and the clothes on his body had been soaked, and the cold wind was bitter and bitterly cold.

He kept coughing and gasping for breath, it turned out that he had just fallen on the ground, his mouth and nose were not in the small pool of water, and he almost suffocated to death.

He propped himself up and leaned against a large tree, only to find that this simple movement seemed to exhaust all his strength.

He found that all this was not a dream, and his body cultivation was completely lost, although the pure Dao power still existed, but it was sealed by Wuzi, as if sleeping.

He Yinuo curled up his body, resisting the cold. At this moment, a feeling of hunger struck, and when he returned to his mortal body, he could not avoid the fate of being accompanied by whole grains.

It's just that he doesn't even have the most basic survival skills at the moment, and he doesn't know how to fill his stomach.

When he was a teenager, he had slept in the open air on the way to the Mochizuki Sect with snow, and at that time he was self-sufficient rain or shine, and he had never been powerless, on the contrary, because he had ideals and goals in his heart, even if there were 100,000 mountains in front of him, he could climb them with his own mortal strength.

And now, how can he find an antidote, how can he find friends, and how can he be worthy of the innocent people who died tragically in the riverside village? At this moment, his heart seemed to be wrapped in a chill, and it was extremely cold.

He Yinuo held the big tree in his hand, stood up hard, and walked with difficulty, his body was shaky, as if he would be swallowed by the heavy rain at any time.

He left the forest, walking aimlessly, constantly draining what little strength he had left, but he didn't know where he was going, what he was going to do, maybe the only thing he wanted at the moment was to fill his stomach.

Wandering, he unconsciously came to a village nearby. He was cold and hungry at the moment with heavy rain, but this village gave him hope, and he thought that he could make a fire, dry his body, and if he was lucky, he could beg for something to eat.

Thinking of this, I don't know where the strength in my body comes from, so I run wildly. However, as he got closer and closer to the village, he realized that something was wrong.

It was almost noon, when every household was cooking with smoke, but at the moment it was lifeless, and it seemed that there was no anger in the slightest.

He was in a trance in his heart, and for a moment he remembered the tragic situation of the riverside village back then, but at this moment, it was different from that year, but there was not the slightest bloody breath coming out of the village.

As he got closer, he faintly heard angry rebukes, mixed with pleading and crying.

He Yinuo followed the sound cautiously closer, and it wasn't until he passed through a house that he understood what was going on.

Through the wind and rain, he saw a group of strongmen driving the villagers to a huge open space in the village, letting them lean together and squat on the ground, and then the strongmen surrounded them, and the heavy rain was majestic, and the villagers were covered in mud.

In order to see more clearly, He Yinuo secretly detoured to a nearby big tree and hid his figure in it.

Those strongmen were holding big knives, their faces were hideous, staring closely at the villagers squatting on the ground, and one of them, burly, was still naked even in the cold autumn, and he could be seen with a large tattoo on his body after the heavy rain. At this moment, all the strongmen respected him, and he thought that he was the leader of the strongmen.

The leader glanced at the man beside him, and the man immediately understood, quickly came to the crowd, and forcibly pulled out one of the old men who was squatting in front of him.

The old man's body trembled and fell in front of the strongman leader, splashing a cloud of mud.

The leader frowned, and boredom flashed on his face, but he didn't have a seizure, but squatted down, looked at the old man, squeezed out a smile on his face, and seemed to be very calm.

"Old village chief, if you obediently hand over the village's belongings, I will definitely not embarrass you. In this way, you protect the safety of the villagers, we will not go hungry, and we can keep your village safe for a year, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds!"

The old village chief's body trembled again, and then his body moved slowly and fell to his knees, pleading, "King, our Xiaochi Village is just an inconspicuous small village, and the villagers are all poor peasants. ”

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