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"Where are we?"

After a few days of walking, a ruin appeared in front of the migrating procession.

Here, the walls are covered with countless green vegetation, the wooden beams have decayed, and the utensils that were once used by humans are covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Here, there are some familiar ......" Several village elders frowned, and then walked slowly over with dragon head crutches, "Let's take a look at a few old guys!"

An elder picked up an object, then wiped the dust off it, and looked at it carefully for a while, "A broken blade, judging by the style, is slightly similar to the long knife used by the soldiers in my village. ”

"Oh let me see!"

Soon, several elders surrounded him, and then his face changed, "This is ......"

"Ruins of the old village!"

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"The ruins of the old village?! That is, here, once ......"

"Yes, our village was here before that happened!"

"Only later ......"

The villagers present discussed a lot, and soon, Wang Luo also learned some about the past of Yiren Village from the mouths of these people.

It is said that sixty or seventy years ago, the village was confronted by a great enemy, a black shadow armed with a sword, and almost half of the village was slaughtered.

At that time, the Wingman Village was far less powerful than it is now, but it was able to slaughter a large number of Wingman warriors with his own strength, and seriously injured the village chief at that time, forcing the entire Wingman village to move at that time, and the strength of the sword-wielding black shadow was naturally extremely strong.

"No! get out of here!"

Several old men looked frightened, and the fear that had been hidden in their hearts once again came to their hearts.

That night, the countless shadows of swords, the strong smell of blood that filled the air, and the wails of the people who were suffering from pain, everything, as if it had returned, "That demon...... He's coming!"

"Ahh

"Oh no! A few old people fainted!"

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"Village Elder, the villagers are very uneasy, please go and appease them!" The guard of the village chief of Wingren Village was a sturdy middle-aged strong man with the cultivation of a second-level demon warrior, and after he noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere of the team, he couldn't help but speak.

"Don't worry, Yufeng, you follow me and take a look in the depths of the ruins!"

However, the village chief's expression became a little strange, he looked at the guards beside him, and then muttered:

"You know what? Decades ago, I was just a teenager and didn't participate in the battle with the dark shadow, but, when I think about it, the original battle was all strange, and there were still many problems in it, I never figured it out. ”

"Today, I am fortunate to be here again after more than 60 years of absence, so let's go in with me first!"

"Perhaps, you may be able to find anything!"

The middle-aged man's expression was shocked, and then he silently followed behind him.

"But my lord, your weapon ......"

The head of the Wingman Village turned his head and glanced at the silver spear in his hand, then waved his hand, "Leave it there! I'll be back soon anyway......"

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The two of them walked slowly through the ruins, and soon came to a small half of the village.

And in the process, the old man, who was a fourth-level demon warrior, had a flat face, he put his hands behind his back, and seemed to not care about the danger that might occur.

Behind him, the middle-aged winged man guard was holding a spirit spear tightly, and at the same time, his face was vigilant.

"I remember that in the center of the village, there seems to be a stone statue of a winged god......"

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, the angry voice of a middle-aged strong man came to his ears.

"Who is it?"

"You did such a thing!"

Following his line of sight, he saw a stone pillar standing there dozens of meters away, and under the stone pillar, the head, wings and arms of the neatly cut off stone statue, especially the head, was sitting under a corpse.

Looking closer, it turned out that this so-called stone pillar was actually the body of the Winged God Statue.

"Huh. ”

Looking at this insulted Winged God statue, for some reason, the old village chief of Wingman Village didn't have a trace of anger in his heart.

"A winged god who can't protect the villagers, whether it's more than sixty years ago or now, it's the same. The village chief said secretly in his heart, "It is no longer worthy of my belief, so it is better to rely on my own ......"

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"This guy actually dares to sit on the head of the Winged God Statue, this person is extremely evil!"

The angry middle-aged wingman wanted to step forward and tear off the bones, but was stopped by the village chief next to him.

"Let me do it!"

The old man stepped forward and took the bones down, and then, hearing only the sound of "bell!"

The old man picked up the long sword, then put his finger on the blade of the sword, flicked it lightly, and immediately, a blue aura emanated from the sword.

"Even after so many years, it's still so sharp, ordinary spirit tools can't do it!"

"Come to think of it, this is also a magic weapon!"

The middle-aged strong man was overjoyed when he heard this: "A magic weapon? That's really a big profit!"

There are only five magic weapons in the entire Wingman Village, which are basically in the hands of the high-level people in the village, and the one in his hand is obviously not of low quality, and in terms of grade, it may be better than the silver spear before him.

"Hehe, it's ...... this time Huh?!"

The village chief of Wingman Village, who was still smiling, suddenly had a shocked expression, and in the next second, a powerful force burst out from his body, and directly shook the gravel around him.

The sheer force shook the expressions of the guards behind him, and then there was a burst of ecstasy.

"Village Chief, you are ......"

"Haha, I felt it, just now, I broke through the fifth-level demon warrior......"

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"Is this demonic power? It seems to be a little different......

The cyan qi blade beat in Wang Luo's hand, although his strength had just reached the level of a first-level demon warrior, but for some reason, the young man could easily use it, similar to the long-range attack method of the second-level demon Yu Jue.

"But my strength should be close to level two. ”

At this moment, he, who was still practicing the control of the qi blade, suddenly sensed something, and immediately raised his head and looked at the sky, and then, his face changed.

"Whoa!"

Under the cover of the wind, the cyan giant snake quietly came to the sky above the villagers' team, opened its mouth widely, and then, a huge cyan energy ball appeared in mid-air, and in the direction of Wang Luo, it was thrown down directly.

"Be careful!"

The boy hadn't fully reacted, and in the next second, his delicate body pressed him under him.

"Boom!!"

The energy projectile that smashed to the ground instantly erupted into countless qi blades, and all of them turned into Shura fields.

"Yu Yao!

Holding the girl behind him, Wang Luo's brain was blank, and in the next second,

He slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.

I don't know if it was because this green snake hurt the girl in his arms, or because it dared to attack itself, so that endless anger burst out from the depths of his heart, and it completely swallowed his heart.

"Whoa!"

Looking at Wang Luo's eyes full of anger, the huge green snake seemed to shrink for a moment, but only for a moment, and then, this fierce demon beast opened its mouth again, spewed out a huge wind blade, and came straight to Wang Luo's door.

"Stop!"

Then, a blue sword light appeared, and with a single blow, the Great Wind Blade was scattered.