The shouting and killing outside Baili Village could be heard from afar, and everyone's hearts were tense.

Mo Ping, the head of Huajia Village, sat down with a hungry wolf with red eyes, beside him was the white-eyed wolf Beichenwu, who had betrayed his life-saving grace, and behind him was the well-equipped militia of Huajia Village.

The disparity in strength between the two sides, even with the efforts of seven nights of work, the villagers of Baili Village do not have much confidence.

There is no faith, only a belief to die, which is to fight for the homeland, for the loved ones, and for yourself.

Therefore, no one retreated, no one fled alone, they had rudimentary weapons in their hands, their hands trembling faintly even in the morning breeze, but their eyes were fixed on the front without evasion.

The wolf-like elite division of Huajia Village is like a violent whirlwind, swept forward with a huge momentum.

Everywhere they passed, in addition to raising patches of smoke and dust, they also brought up a lot of grass roots and mud that were not solid, and the land behind them seemed to be ploughed again.

According to the well-trained attack speed of Huajia Village, they still need twenty breaths, and after twenty breaths, it will be the time for them to break through Baili Village.

No one can stop it, this is like a torrent of steel, they have the best equipment, and they have the strongest soldiers. They also have one, the village chief who has contacted the cultivation, a quasi-immortal!

If, if there is no other monk.

The hungry wolf that Mo Ping sat down ran at the front, not because it was the bravest, but because it was so hungry that it couldn't wait to drink blood and eat meat.

Mo Ping's eyes were also staring at the other party's seemingly weak Baili Village, although their village chief had been assassinated by himself, the Taoist priest with some ability in Beichen Wu's mouth never appeared.

At this time, a sharp sound of breaking the air made his scalp suddenly cold, and Mo Ping, who realized the danger, shouted and took the lead in turning over from the wolf's back.

His reaction was quite fast, but the hungry wolf who had been sitting down was not so lucky.

Driven by a sharp sound of breaking the air, it was a beautiful sword aura that struck the side of Huajia Village, accompanied by the joyful cheers of the people of Baili Village.

"Dao Chief, Miss Baili, it's you, you're finally here!" Many villagers of Baili Village, who were already determined to die, couldn't help but shout from the bottom of their hearts, and their savior finally appeared.

That's right, the one who sent out that sword aura was the monk who was now the beginning of the Splendid Sword Technique, and he was already a monk with a heavy method, a hundred miles of string songs.

She and Qiye heard shouts of killing from the direction of Baili Village halfway through, but they were finally in time, and Huajia Village had not yet broken through the gate of Baili Village.

The embarrassed Mo Ping got up from the ground, his body was covered with a lot of grass clippings, but he couldn't care about dusting it off, because beside him, the hungry wolf who had accompanied him to attack many villages had now been split in half.

Blood splattered on the tips of the tender green grass next to it, like small red flowers that had just sprouted.

Mo Ping's face was also stained with a lot, as well as black and white filth, he didn't realize it, he just looked at the gate of Baili Village stupidly.

Was it the Taoist priest in Beichen Wu's mouth who emitted the sword aura just now? Obviously, he didn't take the weak woman on the side into account, but saw the seven nights of the fairy wind Dao bone at a glance.

Just now, he was still talking high-spirited, thinking that everyone except him was mortal.

And now, an incomparably beautiful but fierce and abnormal knife qi, like a cruel giant hammer, knocked the sweet dream in his heart to pieces.

Since he could know the mystery of the spiritual spring, of course he would not mistake the attack just now, and the one who could unleash that method was the monk he had always dreamed of becoming!

That Beichen Wukou, who is just a Taoist with some small means, is actually a monk!

"No, it's impossible, no, I can't accept it!" Mo Ping wiped his face in a panic, unable to tell if it was blood or something else, and wiped flowers on his face.

Although Maupin flipped off the wolf's back, his brave militia did not stop and continued to rush forward.

They were well-trained militiamen, and obeying orders was the first condition, and since Maupin had not given the order to stop the attack, they had to rush hard.

As for the terrifying sword aura just now, no matter how terrifying it is, can it be terrible to have its own village chief? Can it hurt his wife, children, and parents who are far away in Huajia Village and live a seemingly peaceful life!

The most terrifying people in the world are often the people around them, not the enemies.

Mo Ping didn't pay attention to the people of the painting village who rushed forward, he wiped his face, tightened his slightly wide cuffs and trouser legs, and then quietly stepped back.

He still has a place to go, a unique opportunity to help him start over.

Decideness, rationality, and cold-bloodedness are the conditions that a village chief should have, and Mo Ping understood this before he became the village chief, he has always done a good job, and no village chief can even do it better than him.

Therefore, under his governance, the village of Huajia once reached its peak, and under his conquest, the scale of the village became larger and larger.

He originally wanted to be the head of the village, until he met a man not long ago, a nobleman who had changed all his opinions.

He saw the ability to fly to the sky, he saw the power of turning clouds and rain to split mountains and open rivers, Mo Ping suddenly felt that his pursuit was like a pig who only knew how to eat, sleep, sleep and eat, and it was not a pursuit at all.

Cultivation and becoming an immortal are the great pursuits, and that is the outlook that a person should have, rather than being willing to succumb to such a small village as a village head.

He used half of the women in the painting village to exchange for a spirit search technique, which was able to specifically find the vitality of heaven and earth, which was the key to cultivation.

He also exchanged most of the wealth of Huajia Village for a set of terrifying exercises, at least that's what the noble man said.

However, now, seeing that he was only one last step away, capturing the village of Huajia and occupying the spiritual spring, he could embark on the path of cultivation and become a true monk, but as a result, an enemy appeared that he could not defeat.

"I can only go to that person, he should still have the strength but he didn't show it, and it will never be like he said. ”

Maupin thought to himself as he fled. The reason why that noble man was willing to trade these things with him was entirely because they were an ordinary region here, and there would be no Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi at all.

Who would have thought that Mo Ping would really be able to find a spiritual spring?

Who would have thought that there would be another monk here who would actually appear in the place of the spiritual spring!

Mo Ping's foot strength is not slow, he turned around after leaving all the villagers of Huajia Village, and walked very calmly without burden, he even gave away half of the women and most of the wealth in Huajia Village, how could he care about a hundred militiamen.

As long as he can cultivate and become a true monk, he will not get anything.

Mo Ping, who was caught in this demonic daze, groped for a cave at this moment, this cave is very hidden, and it can't even be found if you don't look carefully from the outside.

As soon as his front foot entered the hole, his neck was firmly pinched by a hand that suddenly poked out, which was even harder than the fine iron he had forged in the village, making him unable to move at all.

"Senior! Senior is me, I am Mo Ping from Huajia Village!" Mo Ping's voice had changed, but his meaning was finally expressed.

Hearing Morpin's words, the steel-like hand suddenly let go, leaving only the sound of his gasp after escaping death, echoing throughout the cavern.

"What do you want to do here? Are you ready for the next batch of women?"

The voice was soft, with an evil aura, like a gust of wind blowing, which made people feel pimples in their hearts.

Mo Ping wiped the cold sweat from his forehead again and again, he was afraid that he would anger the other party by answering badly, but it was not a joke.

"Senior, I led the villagers to attack a village, not only were there many women in that village, but I even found a spiritual spring in the back! That's right, it was the spiritual search technique passed on to me by my seniors, and it was confirmed that it was a spiritual spring!"

"Lingquan?" The owner of the feminine voice was obviously also taken aback by the news, he didn't expect that Lingquan would appear in the ordinary area.

"There is a spiritual spring, which proves that this place is recognized by heaven and earth, and it is about to become a new place of cultivation, and there will be a heaven and earth vitality given by heaven and earth immediately. And the book once said that it is the place of transformation. ”

He was silent and didn't speak to Mo Ping, but thought in his heart: "Moreover, according to legend, in the land of transformation, one or two peerless geniuses often appear, they are all the most suitable for cultivation and blessed by heaven and earth, if I find such a person......"

"Originally, I just fled here to avoid the war, but I didn't expect that there might be additional gains, and sure enough, my decision-making is a hundred times stronger than that of the Narausz Army!"

A miserable white face appeared in the sunlight at the entrance of the cave, and the face that suddenly appeared, even if Mo Ping had seen it several times and was prepared, he was almost frightened and screamed.

It's really not like a human should have a face, but more like a ghost who chases souls and kills.

And his name is indeed called a terrible ghost.

"Take me to that place, there's nothing else you haven't told me. The ghost stared at Mo Ping, and the feeling was the same as Beichen Wu being targeted by a hungry wolf, and Mo Ping nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

"Yes, yes, I have already captured it, but I killed a Taoist priest halfway, and it seems that it ...... Seem...... It seems to be a monk. ”

A sneer appeared on the pale face of the ghost, even in the warm sunlight, it was still extremely cold.

There is no shortage of smart people, and it seems that there are people like him, who have avoided the war and hid in ordinary areas.

However, so what, in this place, he was confident enough to defeat most of the enemies, as long as it wasn't those who were at the top of his cultivation, he didn't care about it.

And those who can beat him are only afraid that they are all in that meat grinder at the moment, and it will be impossible to get out for a while, let alone avoid the war.

"Take me there, if you do well this time, the spiritual spring will reward you for using it, and it can be regarded as a reward for you!" The ghost patted Mo Ping's cheek, and Mo Ping only felt that he was touched by the ice cubes, and he was so clever that he was full of cleverness.

Before he had time to react, he only felt that his whole body was light, and the whole person had been lifted by the ghost, and he flew into the sky at once.

Fly to the sky, ascend to the fairyland!