Silent ancient town, the cold wind howled, making a whimpering sound.

"The catastrophe is about to break out, and there is still a last sacrifice left, and the people of the eight gangs suddenly withdrew, and their alliance leader seems to have sensed something, this person can't stay!"

A voice rang out.

"Don't worry, there can't be an accident, the power of the node has almost accumulated, you don't have to be so sneaky, even if you make a big move, no one can stop it, and a big disaster will come soon." ”

Another voice rang out.

"Be careful of [Tribulation], the only one who knows our details is [Tribulation], they are always watching, and there are some people who rush to the list of strong people who should not be underestimated!"

The same voice rang out from earlier.

"They can't stop us, it's too late, even the Feiyun Sword Village and the Meteor Martial Arts Pavilion have been secretly sacrificed by us, what can they be? Now that most of the Luoxia Sword Sect has been sacrificed by us, the outbreak of the node has long been doomed, as soon as the node explodes, the artifact is unearthed, and no one can stop it." ”

Another voice laughed.

The cold wind howled and whined.

"Tonight, I'll personally go and kill those top people, by the way, and the leader of the eight gangs, hehe..."

The eerie laughter dissipated completely.

...

Night falls.

Chen Xuan stood in the small bamboo building, his eyes vigilant, and he kept secretly peeping at the more than 300 people who were left.

He made sure he was far enough away that he could evacuate at any time if something went wrong.

I saw a bright fire in the distance, and a group of people were quiet and weird.

During the day, it was still bustling, acting like a normal person, from one to two watches, no one spoke, all of them had wooden faces and dull movements, not at all like a living person.

Eating, walking, all that.

Soon they entered the tent one after another, and there was no more movement.

Chen Xuan took a light breath, his face was solemn, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his back again.

It's a real ghost.

Were they like that before?

Or is it just from today?

And there's another point that-

Chen Xuan looked up at the sky, his eyes changed, and there seemed to be an indescribable aura in the hazy sky, causing him a faint depression, which was absolutely absent during the day.

A thick ominous feeling gradually enveloped his mind.

Chen Xuan thought in his heart, and suddenly fluttered out of the window, landed in the shadow of the eaves, and looked in the other direction.

Many normal Jianghu guests have not yet realized the changes in this place, and there are still many people hustle and bustle at night, but Feiyun Sword Village has long been silent, without any sound or movement.

Chen Xuan took a light breath, hesitated for a moment, retracted his breath, and approached the front.

After sweeping some distance, suddenly, he heard a slight movement, frowned, and quickly hid in the shadows on one side.

A figure swept in from the other direction, swept up, and soon landed on the roof, scanning around.

Chen Xuan looked cautiously.

This person is one meter eight tall, with a steel knife hanging from his waist, sharp eyes, and the sound of breathing is undetectable, obviously a master.

After the man fell, another strong wind sounded, and the figures fell on the roof.

This is a young man in a black robe, about 1.85 meters, holding an iron spear, his eyes are like electricity, and his head is tied with a hairpin.

The man in front of him suddenly turned his head and stared.

"Burial Cloud Spear Yan Waihuai?"

"Magic Knife Zhang Rutian?"

The tall young man looked at it the same

"You sense something is wrong, too?"

Zhang Rutian asked.

"Yes, I have been secretly observing for three days, and I have not appeared until today. ”

Yan Yanhuai spoke.

He had been watching from a distance, and he felt more and more that something was wrong, so he hastily approached, wanting to see the real thing.

"I'm the same way, how about together. ”

Zhang Rutian proposed.

"Good. ”

Yan Yanhuai nodded.

They leapt forward.

Chen Xuan looked at them cautiously.

Sure enough, I was not the only one who discovered the problem.

Fifty-four on the list of people, the magic knife is like the sky!

Forty-seven on the list of people, bury the cloud gun Yan Yan!

The two masters of the list are actually here.

He cautiously followed.

...

As the three of them approached one after the other, two black and red figures slowly appeared not far away, their faces pale and with strange smiles.

"They really found something abnormal, I wanted to look for them one by one, but I didn't expect to get together. ”

The black figure looked in the direction of the three of them and smiled weirdly.

"Whether they know about the affairs of this place or not, they can't leave a single living mouth, I will deal with the [calamity], you will deal with them, tonight, the overall situation has been decided, and no one can stop it. ”

The red figure spoke.

"Don't worry, I'll bring a painting skin to help, and there will be no problem. ”

The black figure smiled and said: "By the way, the node is about to explode, you can take the rest of the painting skins away, lest the node explode and accidentally hurt our painting skins, each painting skin is worth 100,000 yuan, which is not easy to come by." ”

"Hmm. ”

The red figure nodded, and its body slowly retreated, disappearing.

The black shadow grinned strangely, revealing a cat-and-mouse expression, staring at the three people in front of him, one after the other, with a little footstep, his body was hazy, and he swept over.

In them just disappeared.

In the other direction, where the roof is.

A tall figure stood here, with a nose like a hanging gall, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, with long black hair pulled up by a wooden hairpin, and the rest of it hanging down from his shoulders.

With a slight smile on his face, he seemed to have everything under control.

If Chen Xuan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person at a glance.

With a smile on his face, he whispered, "Iron Turtle Chen Xuan... Hehe, it's really beyond my expectations, even the six stars have been killed, it seems that the hidden strength must be extraordinary... The two envoys of Yinshan dare to separate one person to deal with you, even if you don't die, you have to peel off your skin. ”

Each of the people in their organization has practiced a kind of miraculous skill, as long as one person dies, the others can instantly give birth to a sense, and briefly capture the last second of the picture before he dies.

So Liuxing died, and he directly recognized Chen Xuan.

After all, in Qingfeng City, he had close contact with Chen Xuan, and with Chen Xuan's disguise technique, he was far from hiding from him.

At this moment, he looked in the other direction, only to see a red figure rapidly approaching.

The smile on his face was even thicker, and a five-star mask appeared in his hand, which he slowly put on his head, and his eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, and he stepped back.

...

The voices of laughing children echoed far away in the silent night.

At the entrance of the black town of Seven Immortals, a young child with red lips and white teeth came jumping around, but he was only four or five years old, born white and fat, like a porcelain doll, and his cheeks were painted red and red on both cheeks.

He danced and laughed in a crisp voice.

In the distance, some of the Jianghu guests in charge of patrolling heard the laughter, and they couldn't help but look stunned, and when they looked back, they all showed horror.

A child?

Running out of Seven Immortals?

What kind of joke is this?

For a while, everyone's hair stood on end, and they felt inexplicable fear and retreated backwards.

But soon someone's eyes darkened, and the skin on his body seemed to have gone through thousands of years, quickly withering, decaying, and shriveling, his eyes were dim, and his body fell down and turned into a dry corpse.

Everything is extremely fast.

The weird boy laughed and jumped as he ran along, and everything was rotting, getting old, and losing its luster, whether it was a tent, a shovel, a steel knife, or a torch... All of them.

His voice is crisp and full of innocence.

Just looking at the smile and face, everyone will feel pity and can't help but pick it up, but the scene in front of me is really terrifying.

The terrible scene spread rapidly, and everywhere he passed, everything lost its essence.

Even the torches were suddenly extinguished.

It was pitch black outside the town, and there was no breath of life.

Zhang Rutian and Yan Yanhuai, who were sweeping in the distance, all shrank their pupils and discovered a strange scene ahead.

The torches were extinguished, but the sporadic moonlight made them notice the child clearly.

"What is this?"

Yan Yanhuai exclaimed.

"Everybody's dead, this... This is not a normal person!"

Zhang Rutian's pupils shrank.

"He's coming. ”

Yan Xiaohuai was shocked.

The childish boy stared at them directly, jumped and jumped, with a smile, and ran towards them, at a fast speed, he was still dozens of meters away before, and in the blink of an eye, he was close.

"Do it!"

Zhang Rutian shouted, the magic knife came out of its sheath, slashed through a layer of cold and cold light, and rushed over in an instant.

Yan Xianhuai also shouted, the spear danced, shaking out a series of afterimages, and the strong wind howled, rushing towards the child.

Whatever it was, now they have no way back.

Not far behind them.

Chen Xuan, who had followed all the way, narrowed his pupils and stared closely ahead.

For some reason, the moment he saw this childish child, he suddenly thought of the cyan baby he met in the Five Poisons Sect!

It can't be the same thing, right?

If it is true, then these two masters of the list will definitely get into big trouble.

Because this kind of thing can't be killed at all!

Chen Xuan cautiously observed.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a faint noise behind him again, and the sound of a suspected strong wind being torn apart.

Someone is here again?

His heart moved, and he immediately made a decision, his body flashed, and he quickly hid in a tent, and looked out through the crack.

The black figure had a mysterious smile on his face, tracking Chen Xuan and the three of them all the way, rushing forward, with a hint of cat chasing mouse in his eyes, as if the three people in front of him were already in his possession.

The smile on his face intensified when he saw the painted skin he had placed in the town appear.

"Hehe, hey, so famous. ”

He sneered and chuckled, and if he was faster, he was about to join the battlefield and kill the three of them.

However, after he quickly rushed to the front, his body suddenly froze, his face changed, and he looked in all directions.

Wrong!

Why is one missing?

When was it less?

There were still three people just now, why are there only two of them left in an instant?

What about the leader of the Eight Gangs?

The black figure's eyes scanned everywhere, and the cold light was cold.

The other party found themselves?

Or did you just hide it on purpose?

He suddenly looked at the tents on one side, and then at the childish painting skin that had firmly suppressed Zhang Rutian and Yan Yanhuai, his eyes were cold, and he immediately rushed out to the tents everywhere, his ten fingers were sharp, and he rushed through and tore them to pieces.

No matter where the other party is hiding, there must be a dead end.

Zhang Rutian and Yan Yanhuai were suppressed by the painted skin, and there was no need to worry about it at all.

He wants to torture and kill the leader of the Eight Gangs Alliance to satisfy his special habits.