Dozens of people from Qiancun are late.

This Dongli world, the land is vast and sparsely populated, so it is based on this embedded land.

Although there are six major villages, each village has only a few hundred people, and more than a thousand people, all of them are like one 'overlord'. This is the case in a territory of millions of miles, and you can imagine the scarcity of living beings.

"Leave my brother!"

In the awe-inspiring eyes of the clansmen, it is not difficult to see the image of Dongyang Li in their eyes.

"Whew!"

Dongyang Li heard the words, did not move, his abdomen agitated, and he swallowed endless breath.

He has received a little protection from Dongyang E, and he can't help but make a little expression.

One after another air currents are brewing in Dongyang's circle, and the air waves are tumbling, and the sleeves are boiling.

Infinite inspiration, homeopathic convergence in Dongyang left the circumference, following his breath and breath, to keep moving.

"Drink!"

The innate spiritual movement, since the fall of Atai and Dongyang, the afterglow of the blood born is constantly refined.

"I never owe favors, this blood 'pill' should be a reward for you. ”

A blood-colored 'Dan' pill was lying quietly in Dongyang Li's hand, and his eyes looked at the spirituality in the vast and misty, Dongyang's jaw had not completely dispersed.

Burst!

The blood-colored 'Dan' pill let out a pop, and was bounced into the spirituality that still had a glimmer in the darkness by Dongyang.

"Qiancun, I will live in your care. I don't know if you will be able to stay the same as before after hundreds of millions of years of 'awakening'!"

This wisp of spirituality is the Dongyang jaw, and it is not the Dongyang jaw.

There is no so-called reincarnation in this heaven and earth, and the way of art only cultivates the present world and dominates the present world.

To be dead is to be really dead, leaving no trace.

If it weren't for Dongyang's Dao realm, far above Dongyang's jaw, a little residual spirituality could be found, like fireflies.

This firefly spirituality, and then there is the bloodline essence of Dongyang Liyun Lian.

Dongyang Jaw...... Perhaps there is still some small life left......

............

Qiancun ......

At this time, the atmosphere was unusually heavy, and many clansmen stood up quietly.

"The head of the village is newly mourned, what should we do?" sighed the village elder.

Seeing that he was accustomed to life and death, he was just sad about the future of the village, and the expressions of the elders in the village changed.

"I think that Elder Dongyangtong, who is highly respected, is the longest person in the village, and deserves the position of the head of the village. ”

A man in a beast robe and shawl, shouting.

"Elder Dongyang Thunderbolt is the strongest force in Qiancun, and he is expected to turn the Dao Nine Turns with a single technique, and he deserves the position of the head of the village. ”

There are also clansmen who have the opposite attitude, believing that selection should be carried out by force.

Dongyang Thunderbolt and Dongyang Tong, one is both popular and the other is the general trend, and they have become the best candidates for the head of the village.

Dongyang Thunderbolt stuck to the goatee on his jaw, and looked triumphantly at Dongyang Tong who was clustered in the crowd.

The eyes of the two made contact, and the cold light was cold.

As for Dongyang Li, who is a rising star, he was ignored by these two intentionally or unintentionally.

Syllable!!

A figure fell suddenly, and his footsteps stepped on the ground, cracks and shatters.

"You're in a good mood!"

Dongyangli smiled and groaned, and between his steps, the cracked wasteland was broken, and gray lotus flowers bloomed, holding Dongyangli slowly.

This gray lotus, of course, will not be Dongyang's detached life, but the true lotus flowers gathered by him with his blood are seemingly lifelike, but in fact they are just dust.

"I don't know if I can let me, a junior, listen to the opinions of your seniors. ”

Dongyang Li's gaze softened, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a plausible smile.

The aura of higher life quietly shrouded the hearts of all the people of Qiancun, and the heavy pressure throbbed in their hearts.

"Ah Li, Ah ......"

Dongyang Tong changed his kind face instead, and called Dongyang Li amiably.

"It's all nonsense of a bunch of juniors, and I have to make this old bone a handful, and I can't live in peace. ”

Dongyangtong suddenly said in a heavy tone: "The unfortunate fall of the head of the old village is really a great misfortune for my Qiancun." However, the more this time, the more my Qiancun must be concentric!"

People are old spirits, ghosts are old spirits.

Dongyangtong, who has lived for almost thousands of years, although his strength cultivation is unsightly, if he talks about the scheming city, he is a little higher than a 'teenager'.

Of course, the premise of this is that Dongyang is away, and it's really as simple as Dongyang Li. The talent of cultivation can make up for the old spiciness.

It's a pity that Dongyang Li is Dongyang Li, but he is also the Heavenly Monarch of the Protoss, the Nine Heavens, and the ancestor of the source of the Shinto.

"Elder Perak, is that what you think?"

Dongyang Li's face couldn't see joy and anger, and he turned to look at Dongyang Li, another elder who had the hope of being the head of the village.

"Huh...... I know that I don't have enough qualifications and prestige, so how can I dare to compete with the elderly. ”

Dongyang Thunderbolt took himself out in one fell swoop, with an attitude of staying out of the matter.

Dongyang Thunderbolt acted like this, which made Dongyang Tong's heart faintly gloomy.

However, what Dongyang Tong didn't know was that Dongyang Thunderbolt was secretly proud in his heart.

Whether it is Degao or Wanggao, as long as he does his duty, no matter who wants to move him, he must think about the hearts of the people in Qiancun.

This step is to retreat, although it is abrupt, but Dongyang Thunderbolt does not want to take a risk.

Although Dongyang Tong felt that something was wrong, he didn't think about it.

After all, with Elder Thunderbolt's shrewdness, he would let go of the position of becoming the head of a village, which in itself was the biggest doubt.

The position of the head of the village seems to be inconspicuous, but in fact it is the lord of millions of miles of mountains and rivers, and his authority is unimaginable.

Authority is secondary, and as the head of a village, the resources you can enjoy are far beyond the imagination of others.

Perhaps, with the great luck of heaven and earth, he can take another step up and truly achieve the Nine Turns of the Road.

Dongyang was full of joy, thinking that this mere child was not a threat at all.

Even a true Great Dao Achiever would not be able to make him give up the struggle for power

Dongyang Li stood in the middle of the crowd, and heard Elder Tong's 'golden and jade good words', and his tone was unhurried: "I am the head of Qiancun, who is in favor and who is against ......"

As soon as the words came out, the clansmen were shaken, and their expressions were different. But it is clear that there are still far more disagreeers than those who agree.

It's just that......

As a warlock, the only warlock in Qiancun.

His thoughts, his opinions, are not something that anyone can ignore

"Hmph...... Ah Li'er, although he is the only pillar of the Guizhou clan, can only work for the major affairs of the village. ”

After a burst of unspeakable silence, Dongyang Tong said with difficulty.

"Oh...... Thank you for your kindness!"

Dongyang Li said softly, as if he didn't hear the aftermath of the words.

Syllable!

At this time, it was the stalemate stage, and dozens of streamers fell. These people are those Qian people who listened to the sermon with Dongyang Li and were of the same generation.

"Leaving the ......"

The footsteps of these clansmen naturally cannot be compared with Dongyang Li, a person in the art path.

Along with this, there were several warlocks, bound by golden chains, and the slightest thunder roared angrily on the chains.