More importantly, as the sound of the gong sounded, fallen leaves turned in all directions, and the soil heaved. The insects, snakes, frogs, and cold things dormant inside, seemed to have encountered the nemesis in life, and fled away one after another.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The frequency of the gong sound became faster and faster, and from far to near, it gradually approached Jiang Wuye and the others, or...

Jiang Wuye narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and looked at Yangjiazhuang in the distance through the gap in the forest.

see you.

As the sound of the gong became clearer and louder, Yangjiazhuang was originally burning, and the fire that reflected the red night sky disappeared strangely and spontaneously.

Numerous ruined walls, mud and broken stones, and even cracks and deep pits were all rapidly restored under the drive of unknown forces.

At the entrance of the village, there are shadows and shadows, and the cold light flickers.

The foolish Gao Lingyue appeared again, standing in front of the group of mantis people, the night wind blowing her dress tightly, and her thin body outlined seemed a bit frail.

At the location of the ancestral hall in the village, there seems to be a transparent phantom figure more than ten meters tall standing quietly, looking at the entrance of the village with eyes as deep as an abyss, waiting quietly.

"Boom~"

There was another clear and heavy beating of the gong, and gradually, uncontrollable low roars sounded from the mouth of Yangjiazhuang, as if they were confronting the gong.

wow~

The branches and leaves shake.

It seems that someone is approaching.

Jiang Wuye's spirit quickly released, and he didn't feel the evil spirit, but another strange energy that he had never come into contact with. It was as deep as an abyss, but it was not malicious.

After a while, five meters ahead, the dense bushes separated independently, and a figure walked out.

Jiang Wuye and Long Aotian looked up at the same time.

This is a young woman who looks to be in her 20s, with an exquisite figure, a pure and flawless face, exuding an ethereal and ethereal temperament.

Coir raincoats, bamboo hats, lanterns, gongs and hammers, and even close-fitting dresses and boots are all as white as snow, clean and spotless.

At first glance, it doesn't seem to violate harmony, but instead gives people a feeling of being exiled to the world, not stained with dust, and looking at it a few more times is a feeling of blasphemy.

"The girl is the night shepherd among the aliens?!"

When Long Aotian saw this woman, his eyes lit up immediately, he couldn't help screaming, he quickly stood up and took out a Canglong Token, and after identifying himself, he said excitedly: "We are the Canglong Guard of Black Tiger City, passing by here, encountering To the evil gods... eh?"

However, just halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly, and his eyes widened even more.

Without him.

I saw that woman who looked like an exiled fairy walked directly in front of Jiang Wuye, sat down, and leaned against his arms like a cat, posing with a tired posture, yawned, lazily Lazily said: "They know I'm coming, don't worry, let's take a break."

After finishing speaking, he put his head on Jiang Wuye's chest, took a deep breath, and said with fascinated eyes: "The yang energy on your body smells really good."

???

The beauty was in his arms, but Jiang Wuye was confused, frowning.

He originally wanted to throw out this inexplicable woman whose body was like a piece of ice ten thousand years old, and then swear a few shameless words.

But just now, the spine that had disappeared from his body for a long time suddenly appeared in the lower dantian, and there was an inexplicable mellow and positive aura that seemed to contain everything in the world.

It was this kind of breath that made the woman's body temperature gradually rise, which was clear and palpable.

Of course, these are not what Jiang Wuye cares about.

What he cared about was how to take this rare opportunity to take out this ominous thing, and hand it over to the sixty-nine ancient god mentioned by the land god in the future, so as to eliminate the trouble.

However, no matter whether he communicated with spirit or mobilized with qi and blood, the spine remained unmoved. After a while, he was so upset that he almost cursed his mother.

"Roar!"

The Great Barbarian Bear True Ancestor's will roared in the sea of ​​consciousness, calming Jiang Wuye's boiling distracting thoughts and calming him down.

But with this roar, Jiang Wuye was surprised to find that the truncated vertebra, which was originally impervious to oil and salt, stopped emitting that strange yang energy, stagnated slightly, turned into black light and disappeared in Jiang Wuye's body again.

Can the Will of the Vigorous Bear True Ancestor affect the spine?

But this thing is obviously what the Shura tribe wants, and it has something to do with the Dali Barbarian Bear?

Jiang Wuye looked puzzled, and mentally searched carefully for the spine, but as expected, there was no trace.

"Well, no more?"

The woman opened her beautiful eyes, exhaled like blue, with puzzlement and disappointment on her face.

"Sucked dry by you!"

Jiang Wuye was irritable and replied angrily.

"Oh."

The woman didn't take it seriously, she didn't even look up at Jiang Wuye's expression, straightened up, stretched comfortably, and lifted the gong and lantern beside her.

Passing over the dumbfounded Long Aotian, he left without saying a word.

? ?

Jiang Wuye raised his head and looked at the departing figure of the Banished Immortal, he was stunned for a moment, feeling very uncomfortable and uncomfortable in his heart for no reason.

What the hell did he think of someone Jiang?

"Hero, she doesn't treat you like a human being."

Long Aotian put away the token, leaned over and said something unhappily.

He was also a little upset when he said hello with kind words, but was ignored.

"If you can't speak, don't speak!"

Jiang Wuye gave Long Aotian a hard look, stood up and followed, he wanted to see how this arrogant little girl attacked and wiped out the evil domain.

six end

When Jiang Wuye walked to Yangjiazhuang again, the whole village was covered by a layer of gray, chaotic light mask, like an upside-down big bowl, glowing faintly under the moonlight, making it impossible to observe to the interior scene.

"Boom—boom, boom, boom!"

One could only hear the continuous, soul-stirring beating of gongs, and the sound of explosions like popping balloons.

For the rest, whether it was the sound of fierce collision or roar of struggle, there was no sound at all, and the creatures inside seemed to have been collectively silenced.

Spiritual exploration.

Jiang Wuye frowned quickly, because he found that when his perception came out, he could not penetrate this chaotic barrier.

Reach out, touch.

The ice is cold, like a frozen river in winter, cold to the bone marrow, and the soul trembles slightly.

Jiang Wuye withdrew his senses, glanced behind him, Long Aotian hadn't come yet.

buzz-

The double dantian is opened, and the right hand is instantly pure and transparent like glass, exuding a dreamy color, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

With a sound of "Boom!", the half-foot-thick real blood gang covered the right hand, exuding a high temperature far exceeding the blood inflammation all the time, and maintaining a super high frequency vibration.

Make a fist, touch.

"Clang clang-"

The stellar energy collided with the chaotic airflow, and sparks splashed in all directions, as if a large drill bit was drilling through a copper wall and an iron wall at extremely high speed.

it works!

Jiang Wuye narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that the place where the Gang Qi touched was obviously sunken, and there were faint cracks, if it continued, it could be drilled through.

but……

"Don't be naughty~"

The woman's lazy cat-like voice sounded in her head, relaxed and soft, obviously gaining the upper hand inside.

Jiang Wuye's face twitched, hesitating for a moment, but the stellar energy dissipated, his right hand returned to normal, and he did not continue.

"Hero!"

Long Aotian chased after him, saw that Jiang Wuye was observing the barrier of chaos, and did not attack rashly, he breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "These aliens are just like this, mysterious and secretive, since ancient times when fighting evil gods, they will use the battlefield Closed to prevent outsiders from entering."

"What would happen if we broke in?"

Jiang Wuye asked with a bit of curiosity on his face. Just now, he heard some warning in the woman's voice.

Long Aotian scratched his head, with fear on his face, he leaned over and said in a low voice: "It is said that no matter which branch of aliens, there are curses from ancient immortals on their bodies, and the Tao and Dharma they practice carry an ominous aura.

If others are affected during the battle, if the strength is not enough, it will cause permanent wounds to oneself, which cannot be recovered, which is very evil. "

curse?

Jiang Wuye's expression moved, thinking of the woman's ice-like body for thousands of years, as if she was being corroded by some mysterious force all the time, giving people a feeling of weakness and powerlessness.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Just when the two were talking.

The sound of the gongs in Yangjiazhuang became more and more urgent like the trumpet of the general attack, and the sea was surging, one after another, continuous, full of endless murderous intent, without giving a chance to breathe.

During the period, there were occasional chaotic and frantic roars, and the rumble continued. It seemed that the battle had come to an end, and the two sides were wrestling.

However, you can hear it.

The roar was a kind of impotent rage, which was obviously a trapped beast, struggling to the death.

"Hey, that night shepherd is actually so strong, and at such an age, it seems that his status among aliens is not low."

"How many different branches are there in the world?"

Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Wuye asked Long Aotian about the situation of the alien, and if he meets him again in the future, he will have a bottom line in his heart.

"The number of aliens is very small. After countless years of baptism, it is said that there are still three branches that have been handed down to this day: the night shepherds, the coffin-carryers, and the corpse collectors.

The shepherds are all female, they look like exiled immortals, they float out of the dust, and they wear capes and lanterns to dress up as beaters.

The coffin-carrying people are the most evil of the aliens. It is said that they are a group of puppets without a real self. Their souls and will are controlled by the mysterious coffins they carry. They walk the world like machines, burying the evil gods of the world.

As for the last corpse collector..."

Speaking of this, Long Aotian paused slightly, with a strange look on his face.

"Why, can't you tell?"

"Cough, that's not true." Long Aotian coughed twice, glanced at the Yangjiazhuang surrounded by the barrier of chaos, pulled Jiang Wuye aside, and then whispered: "The physique of the corpse collector is very special. Like us martial artists, we also cultivate the body.

And this branch is a single generation, every time a new body collector is born, the previous generation will die, and more importantly..."

Speaking of this, Long Aotian's eyes flickered with hesitation, and he kept looking back at Yangjiazhuang as if he was afraid of something.

Snapped!

Jiang Wuye twitched cheekily, slapped Long Aotian on the head, and said speechlessly: "What's wrong, don't pant when you speak, hurry up."

"Hi~"

Long Aotian grinned his teeth in pain, thinking that the elder brother's problem may not be much better, but he still rubbed his head and whispered: "It is said that the corpse collector was conceived by the previous generation and the night shepherd, and the night shepherd's The birth rate is extremely low, so, ahem, hero, you understand."

"Born with a Crystal Palace waiting to be inherited?"

This Nima loaded the protagonist template, right? !

The corner of Jiang Wuye's mouth twitched, and he looked down at his rough right hand, thinking that he might embark on the road of a craftsman's lone wolf in the future, and his heart felt inexplicably sour.

Take a look at others, then look at yourself.

What a human suffering!

Long Aotian caught a glimpse of Jiang Wuye's eyes looking at his hands, looking at his nose, nose and heart, and his heart was full of joy, but he pretended not to see it, and continued:

"Corpse collectors will be put into the world to practice after they are born, and they basically don't know their identity before they become adults. When their physique awakens, the previous generation of corpse collectors will arrange all kinds of suffering and setbacks to train him.

During the period, there were also a number of night shepherds who came into contact with them, gave them help, and cultivated their relationship. After they grew to a high enough level, the new generation of corpse collectors would know their identities.

Therefore, among the aliens, although the number of corpse collectors is very small, their combat power is the leader, there is no doubt about it. "

"Is this generation of corpse collectors alive?"

For some reason, Jiang Wuye was suddenly curious about this question.

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