"Those who dare to touch my words"

The cultivation of the person who came did not make Mingyu and Sika feel pressure, but it shocked Mingyu and Sika, and the village chief at the back door was also shocked, even Yuan Wuji's face was a little surprised.

"Golden light?"

"He is the wife and child who was taken away at the beginning, and the heir left by the Taoist priest," Yuan Wuji said.

However, the "aura" on his body is not very strong, and it can even be said to be very thin.

"Is he the only one?" the village chief asked puzzledly, in the eyes of the head of Bai Village, they must have left a large number of heirs, and there should not be only one.

Yuan Wuji quickly understood what was going on, the power of Bai Village was transmitted to the placenta through Yuan Wuji's monkey hair, so that the born baby had a unique breath, and with the deepening of the bloodline and the inheritance of the breath, the children born in Bai Village would become stronger and stronger.

But the women and children who were captured by the one-word concept, without the help of monkey hair, it is impossible to conceive of a strong child with the help of women and children, and as the bloodline slowly decreases, the children born will become less and less than one generation, and finally disappear with everyone.

From before to now, almost three or four generations have passed, and the man in front of him should be the last heir with breath.

At this moment, the man looked at Sika with some doubts in his eyes, and the aura on Sika's body made him feel friendly, and he couldn't help but want to get closer to Sika. However, thinking of what Sika and Mingyu had done before, he immediately dispelled his thoughts, and the sword in his hand pointed out again.

"I don't think you're children, but beasts in the mountains, and now you're out to harm, see that I've taken you."

If Sika's breath gave him the feeling of intimacy, then Mingyu was irritable, so his first attack was also directed at Mingyu.

Mingyu and Sika have not been cultivated, they just rely on the strength of their physical bodies, but the aura exuded by the Taoist priest is obviously cultivated, and Mingyu and Sika cannot be his opponents.

But Yuan Wuji didn't choose to make a move, he wanted to see where the bottom line of Qingmingyu and Sika was?

Mingyu in the field could also clearly feel that he was coming for himself, the red light in his hand was unabated, and he was ready to fight hard.

But it was impossible for Sika to watch Mingyu get injured, and he was also ready to attack the Taoist priest at any time.

"Eat Me a Sword"

The sword in the hand of the Taoist priest came straight towards Mingyu with a sharp sword aura, maybe the Taoist priest's physical body could not compare to Mingyu, but after cultivation, the body would not be weaker than Mingyu in terms of speed, and even a few points faster than Mingyu's speed.

Facing the sword qi that came straight ahead, Mingyu waved the red light in his hand and faced the sharp sword qi.

"Pounce"

Mingyu took three steps back, while the Taoist priest only took half a step back, and in the competition, Mingyu obviously suffered. But at the moment when the Taoist priest retreated, Sika on the side launched an attack, and Sika, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, had an absolute advantage over the Taoist priest who had not yet recovered, and a golden light rushed straight to the Taoist priest's Tianling Gai.

The Taoist priest who had not yet recovered his strength did not have the extra strength to fight back, and could only watch the golden light attack in front of him.

"Qiang"

A long sword flew out of the Taoist temple, blocking the fatal blow for the Taoist priest, and at the same time, a voice came from inside:

"Where are you from?"

"What do you have to do with it, today you will eradicate it with one word," Mingyu scolded.

"Yo, the temper is really not small, then the old Taoist will not be polite to you" A figure flew out from the Taoist temple, and instantly appeared in front of Sika and Mingyu.

Red and white hair, an old Taoist, but not an ordinary old Taoist, the breath on his body is very similar to Mingyu's breath, even the beard is red and white, and there is one thing that surprises Mingyu and Sika the most, half of the faces with white hair are old, and the faces with red hair are indeed young.

Yuan Wuji also found that the old Taoist priest was strange, which was a bit similar to his own situation, even Yuan Wuji couldn't understand why such a situation occurred.

Mingyu and Sika were taken aback by the strange appearance of the old Taoist priest and asked:

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I know who you are, today I will use your blood to sacrifice the great achievements of my divine deeds"

"I didn't expect it, after a hundred years, I thought there was no hope anymore, I didn't expect God to send you to the old man, hahaha" The sharp laughter made people very uncomfortable to hear.

"Do you know where the cultivation of my body comes from, it was refined from that person a hundred years ago, they should be your ancestors!"

The old Taoist priest began to become a little crazy, and his eyes were full of greed when he looked at Mingyu and Sika.

However, Yuan Wuji was not prepared to let Mingyu and Sika continue to fight, the old Taoist's cultivation was not something that Mingyu and Sika could cut each other, and Yuan Wuji wanted to know how the old Taoist transferred the demonic energy to himself.

"You can just arrest it!" the old Taoist priest began to do something to Mingyu and Sika.

But Yuan Wuji's speed was faster and more ruthless, and before the old Taoist priest touched Mingyu and Sika, Yuan Wuji's attack had already come in front of him.

"You are..."

Before the old Taoist priest's words were finished, he was slashed to the ground by Yuan Wuji's palm, and all the tendons and veins on his body were shattered.

One second he was a majestic old Taoist priest, and the next second he turned into a dead dog that collapsed on the ground.

"So are you"

The previous Taoist priest had recovered, and when he saw the old Taoist priest who had collapsed on the ground, he wanted to escape, but with Yuan Wuji's palm wind, he also turned into a dead dog.

"Mingyu, are you okay with Sika?" The village chief of Baicun quickly ran to Mingyu and Sika, and asked with concern, and kept checking Mingyu and Sika's bodies, for fear that something would go wrong.

"Let me see how you got to be like this"

Yuan Wuji grabbed the old Taoist's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and a powerful divine thought rushed straight into the depths of the old Taoist's mind, where Yuan Wuji would know all the secrets of the old Taoist.

It turns out that the one-word view is not a serious Taoist temple, and all the Taoist priests who cultivate in it are refining the blood of boys and girls to increase their cultivation, but unfortunately their strength is very poor, and they dare not steal boys and girls to cultivate every three or five days, which also leads to the scarcity of their number of one-word views.

But a hundred years ago, the people of Baicun came to the town to purchase, and they happened to be touched by the Taoist priests of the one-word view, and the breath of the villagers of Baicun made those Taoist priests want to move, so they found a reason casually and began to do something to the villagers of Baicun.

In particular, the villagers who emit a red aura seem to have a fatal attraction to the Taoist priests of the one-word view, and the villagers who almost die in their hands are all villagers who emit a red breath.