Ouyang Hua's voice was hurried, full of bitterness and fell with his words, but seeing that in the valley, Ouyang Hua took the lead and walked out of dozens of people, among these people, although they were of different ages, they were all men, and most of them were smeared with green juice on their bodies.

After Ouyang Hua appeared, he looked at Wang Lin who was ten steps away, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed secretly, bowed respectfully, and said in a surrendering tone: "Ouyang Hua didn't know that you were an immortal, and you were willing to bear everything before, and please also ask the immortal body to remember that the heavens have the virtue of a good life, don't destroy this formation, so that all the clansmen will be exposed to the demon spirits and become their rations." Behind Ouyang Hua, the dozens of people all looked at Wang Lin, and there was a hint of horror on their faces.

Wang Lin glanced at everyone, raised his right hand, and the void pinched a little forward, and suddenly there were bursts of ripples from the void, and these ripples, like a distorted canvas, appeared between heaven and earth, and slowly dissipated.

Without the presence of ripples, the formation outside the valley was immediately restored, and the protective force, the speed at which it dissipated, immediately decreased, and finally stopped the loss.

Ouyang Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and looked at Wang Lin's gaze, with a hint of respect in his complexity.

"Shangxian, it's not early, lest the night of the demon spirit come, please go into the valley to speak. Ouyang Hua hurriedly said, then bit the tip of his right finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and with a wave, it fell directly on the cliff wall of the valley on the side.

Suddenly, the whole valley seemed to be awakened by a sleeping giant, and immediately a rumbling sound slowly came from its inside, and at the same time, as the rumbling sound became louder and louder, the cliffs on both sides of the valley appeared like a picture scroll, and then it was as if it was torn apart from the middle by a pair of scissors!

A straight passage suddenly stretched out from the valley, passing through Ouyang Hua and the others, until Wang Lin's feet.

"Shangxian, please!" Ouyang Qi said respectfully.

Wang Lin didn't talk nonsense, for here, he did have too many things to know clearly, so he raised his feet and stepped out directly.

In the valley, there is a sense of willow and flowers, this place looks like a monk in the market, there are countless simple houses, but there are only unique houses, but there is no monk jade magic weapon sold in the market.

The environment in the valley is quite elegant, there are many trees, and although the sun is rising at the moment, it is still green.

In several houses, Wang Lin looked at it, and his gaze penetrated the houses and saw that there were several people hidden inside.

In almost every house, there were people, all of them women and children.

Their attire is not half naked like men, but slightly conceals their bodies.

As for the children, some took advantage of the absence of their mothers to secretly look out through the windows and doors, their eyes were black and white, and they showed a deep curiosity.

At the moment of seeing this scene, Wang Lin paused.

Everything in front of him was too far from what he thought, Wang Lin frowned, although he said that he did not distinguish between good and evil, he did whatever he wanted, but at this moment, he couldn't help but sigh in shame.

With his cultivation in the middle of the infant transformation, he tried his best to break the formation, but he didn't expect that this place was originally a village!

Everyone here, except for the old man named Ouyang Hua, all of them were the divine consciousness of the mortal Wang Lin, and they swept through the valley.

Ouyang Hua and those clansmen here, after seeing Wang Lin's footsteps in front of him suddenly stop, they always frowned and looked around, and immediately trembled in their hearts, and some of the clansmen bit their lips and clenched their fists.

In their minds, this place is their home, and they can give up everything, including their lives, for this place!

Ouyang Hua hurriedly stepped forward, stood behind Wang Lin, and said bitterly: "Immortal, you?" Wang Lin turned around, his eyes swept over the people behind Ouyang Hua, with Wang Lin's mind, he could naturally see what these people were thinking at a glance.

Wang Lin Shen was a little short, clasped his fists at those people here, and said softly: "Wang is disturbed, just, don't enter the valley!" After speaking, he groaned slightly, touched the storage bag, and immediately had three more fives and bottles in his hand, and as soon as he sent them forward, the three jade bottles fell to the ground.

"There are dozens of pills in these three jade bottles, which have the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, as a punishment for Wang's disturbance this time. Wang Lin sighed secretly, shook his head and walked out of the valley.

Ouyang Hua's eyes flashed with an unprecedented essence at this moment, he looked directly at those jade bottles, took a few steps forward and grabbed them, opened them and sniffed them deeply, his face couldn't help but move, and then immediately, put them in his arms.

He turned around and said a few words in another language to the people of this place behind him, and all of them nodded, and some of them directly showed a kind smile to Wang Lin and clenched their fists again and again.

When Ouyang Hua finished speaking, the dozens of people around him scattered one after another and returned to their respective houses, and it didn't take long for bursts of lively sounds to gradually appear.

In the valley, children ran out, laughing and playing, and the women who were hiding in the house also walked out one by one.

Almost instantly, the valley swept away the previous ethereal color, full of life.

"Stay in the immortal, stay in the step. Ouyang Hua took a few steps forward and said again and again, his expression extremely sincere.

Wang Lin didn't speak, his footsteps stepped out, and he was about to walk out of the valley, he had already thought about it, leaving here and continuing to fly westward, but to see what the mystery was here. Especially the ancient demon city 30 million miles away, Wang Lin wanted to go and see what it was.

As for asking about the other party, Wang Lin was not interested, the innocent eyes of the two children, and the scared eyes of the two women, reminded Wang Lin a lot.

"Shangxian, tonight is the day of the demon spirits, if you are out alone, I am afraid that no matter how much mana reaches the sky, it will be impossible to fight against those large number of demon spirits, it is better to stay here, if you really want to leave, it is not too late to leave tomorrow!" Ouyang Hua did not dare to step forward too much, and said loudly. This was the second time that Wang Lin had heard the word Demon Night from Ouyang Hua's mouth, and he paused, turned around, and looked at Ouyang Hua.

"What is the Night of the Wives?"

"Immortal, the old man will talk to you in detail about this matter, why don't you go to the old man's house and tell him?" Ouyang Hua hurriedly said.

Wang Lin groaned slightly and nodded.

Ouyang Qi's house is in the northernmost corner of the valley, and there are no other houses within ten zhang of the surrounding area, so the immediate brake seems unusual here.

The house was rounded, as if a head was fastened to the ground, and it was covered with a large part of it.

The house was of decent size, with a wooden bed, wooden tables and chairs, and some bits and pieces around it, some decorations hanging on the walls, and in one of the inconspicuous places, there were n paintings.

Standing in the house, Wang Lin's eyes looked at the picture scroll on the wall, and he was silent.

The painting is yellowish in color, with broken edges and slightly wrinkled throughout the painting, apparently due to the passage of time.

The scroll depicts a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a strange Taoist robe, looking into the distance, as if in contemplation, his right hand casually placed on his chest, pinching a strange mark.

At the other end of the scroll, where the man's gaze was, there was the sky, and there was a black mist in the sky, in which the illusion was hidden.

It's just that this painting is too long, so I can't see it very clearly, and I can't see what exists in the black fog.

Ouyang Hua stood aside respectfully, sometimes following Wang Lin's gaze to the painting scroll, and his eyes unconsciously showed a hint of admiration.

"When does the formation outside this valley exist?" Wang Lin's gaze always stayed on the scroll, and he asked in a slow and deep voice.

"This array, the existence of time is too long, no one has remembered it for a long time, since I can remember, I just know that countless years ago, there was a man named Huanglong, with my ancestors and people, came here, and settled here...... It is said that at that time, this formation has been in existence for countless years. Ouyang Hua was stunned for a moment and said slowly.

"But this person?" Wang Lin's gaze was always on the scroll.

"Yes, he is the Yellow Dragon Immortal!" Ouyang Hua's eyes were even more envious.

"Huanglong is really called Huanglong" Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange glow, for a long time, he sighed lightly, and gently rubbed his right hand at the center of his eyebrows.

"Huang Long, what the hell is going on, Wang Lin seemed to have forgotten Ouyang Hua on the side, and his gaze never took his eyes off the scroll. The man on the picture scroll is dignified, quite the color of the fairy wind and bones, and there is a sense of immortal power, if it is said to be an immortal, the world, there will be people who believe it.

"Yellow Dragon" Wang Lin showed a puzzled look in his eyes, this kind of gaze is extremely rare in Wang Lin!!

Wang Lin's heart has always been firm, but the moment he entered this place just now and saw the scroll on the wall, his Yuan Shen was suddenly shocked!

"How do you know, his name is Huang Long?" Wang Linshen asked slowly after a long time.

Ouyang Hua didn't understand this question very well, hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously: "You, do you know the Huanglong Immortal?"

Wang Lin frowned.

Ouyang Hua hurriedly said: "Everything I know is passed down by the ancestors, and the name of Huanglong Zhenren is also the same. ”

Wang Lin sank, he looked at the picture scroll, his eyes unconsciously showed a trace of reminiscence, his mind, as if penetrating the East China Sea demon spirit, penetrating the starry sky, penetrating the cloud sky, went to his hometown of a Vermilion Bird Star.

His mind penetrated hundreds of years of time, recalling that hundreds of years ago, a young man who walked out of the mountain village, was not collected by the immortals, and was ridiculed by all the clansmen............