When he listened to the sound of the wind, all of a sudden, the surrounding world changed, the surrounding light became more and more dim, and his left and right vision was trapped, confined to a range of three or five meters.

Misty is a scene of mountains and deserted villages, in which white stone monuments glitter.

There was no longer silence in the ears, and the voice was higher and higher, becoming clearer and clearer, like someone was shouting, like someone was scolding, like someone was complimenting.

In a flash, the mountains and deserted villages have become important cities in the city, and every family has come out of the young and strong, reluctant to say goodbye to their families, and the public converges on the streets of the city, and a few beheadings can be faintly heard...... Merit...... Words like tyranny.

At the front of the street in the city, the immortal cultivator rode the spirit beast to lead, and a tall man in the middle drew his sword and pointed forward, and the young and strong people all over the city walked neatly, flying spirit beasts and immortal cultivators were all over the sky, and they were facing forward with the sword finger.

Zhao Yan, as a pawn, also stood in the team, he seemed to have become a participant, but he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't move, he could only move forward with the general trend.

The timeline in his eyes passed very quickly, and after countless battles in the blink of an eye, the young and strong people in the same city were almost dead, and there were few acquaintances, but they all shouted King Xia after the war.

Zhao Yan was cheering, and a pulling force came, pulling him out of the post-war scene, and in a flash, he became an official on the Great Xia side again, busy filling the harem for King Xia.

Door to door, as long as the woman is under the age of sixteen, all of them are snatched from the house for appearance, posture, and so on.

The big family in the city sent money to ransom people, Zhao Yan gladly accepted it, but after turning around, he found out the humiliation of his woman, and then proudly returned it to the big family, as for those women who were good looking and had no money to come out, they were pulled into his back room by him, and the remaining group of women in the city would be enshrined in the palace.

The woman cried and cried on the show car, the woman's family wailed and pleaded under the show car, Zhao Yan kicked away the woman's family who was pulling the wheel, and as the woman set off, there were crying voices everywhere along the street and the official road, until the show car disappeared at the end of the official road.

But the wail only paused for a while, and then became more and more sharp, there was the wail before throwing himself into the river and committing suicide, the wail of being bullied by the powerful nobles, and the wail of scolding Queen Xia angrily in the royal court.

A little bit of it is connected, and it is extremely heart-wrenching.

"What the hell, get out of here!", Zhao Yan was brought into the story, excited for a while, sad for a while, and felt like his brain was going to explode.

He realized that this might be some kind of formation attack, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately hooked up the aura and attacked the qi of heaven and earth in all directions, but it didn't work, and all kinds of emotions that disturbed his mind were still washing unscrupulously.

Zhao Yan's brain was muddy, his head was lightheaded, as if he had drunk too much wine, swaying on the white jade steps of the mountain bag, and he might fall to the ground at any time.

In the fight against unknown things, he fell behind, and his brain was already a little unbearable, and it was very likely to be crushed by unknown things.

At this time, he suddenly thought that the unknown thing he was facing would not be a formation at all, so he couldn't break it with his natural means.

While thinking about it, he thought of a possibility, and what surrounded him might be the luck of the Great Xia Ten Thousand Years!

As soon as the idea appeared, Zhao Yan came to his senses, according to the popular saying of the earth, some important ancient addresses such as the tomb of the king have a layer of superstition in it, and the tomb of the king of Daxia is not set in Wangji, but should be placed in the Qilian Mountains, perhaps because this place is the dragon vein mentioned in feng shui.

He didn't know if there was a dragon vein in the world of cultivating immortals, but it must have a similar purpose. From this, it can be inferred that the unknown thing should be resentment, the bad luck accumulated in the 30,000 years of Great Xia.

This conclusion seems to be quite plausible, and at least it has found a direction.

"Give me death!", Zhao Yan roared after thinking about it, calming his mind.

After that, he withstood the huge pressure and released his innate ability, drained the qi luck around him, and muttered in his mouth: "I hope I guessed correctly, otherwise there is only a dead end in front of me." ”

The thirty roots opened up together and launched an attack on the surrounding area, and the pressure on Zhao Yan suddenly decreased, and he couldn't help but let out a laugh: "Sure enough, God won't kill me......!"

The natural ability to absorb qi luck first appeared, Zhao Yan was excited, and he got out of the world of resentment, and he could see that the roots under his body were piercing into the image of resentment one by one, and one after another the resentment changed back to the original gray gas, and was absorbed and refined into aura by the roots.

Whew....... The wailing of the resentment group became stronger and stronger, and he wanted to make a final kill on Zhao Yan, but Zhao Yan's natural ability was born to restrain his luck, so that the resentment group's counterattack did not work, and it dissipated in the wailing.

Smack. Zhao Yan sat down on the steps after the crisis receded, rolled up the blade and stroked the dog's tail vigorously, as if he hadn't come back to his senses.

This time the crisis is not as good as fighting with people before, death can be seen, and the resentment attack is very weird, it can be described as invisible and traceless, if it wasn't for Zhao Yan's reaction in the final stage, he would have been a dead grass now.

This is much more tiring than a fist-to-flesh battle, resentment is like a ball of cotton, not afraid of fists, you have to find the right countermeasures to be able to deal with it.

"It just so happens that I have the means to deal with qi luck, and I can forcibly refine it", Zhao Yan sat down on the ground and said with emotion.

But when he said exactly two words, he paused, and always felt that something was not quite right, but he couldn't tell what the problem was.

The guard at the foot of the mountain is still there, he doesn't come in or leave, he is waiting for Zhao Yan under the archway, especially wearing an old blue-gray cotton clothes, combined with the appearance of the old man, the image of a stubborn old man jumps out.

Zhao Yan shook his head helplessly, preparing to go up again to find an escape route, but when he got up, he found that there was a change in his surroundings, which was different from when he went up the mountain before.

First of all, the air, the pungent smell dissipated a large part, the smell is very slight now, and the second is the light, which was originally very dim on this side of the mountain bag, but now looking at the past, it is obviously a lot clearer.

Zhao Yan sniffed the smell of the air and said with a smile: "The dead old man still dares to chase me to kill, you should thank me well, I know that my luck Dafa has increased the life expectancy of your family Daxia by another 30,000, if these kings are still alive, maybe I will have to reward hundreds of thousands of yellow flower girls." ”

The defender was furious when he heard this, and pointed his finger at Zhao Yan: "Bastard Grass Demon!

Zhao Yan smiled: "You have the ability, you come up for me, you don't dare, what kind of hero is a hero with just your mouth? Come on, fight to the death with me." ”

The defenders were so angry that they raised their legs to enter.

Zhao Yan was startled, and he was about to run up, but fortunately, in the next second, the guard stopped his pace and said calmly: "Your Xia King's character is not good, and he can't even do the four words of Zhi'en Tubao." ”