The power of creation within the body is surging.
Xu Zimo sat on Huan Chaos back, and a "crackling" sound resounded in his body.
From the internal organs to the eight extraordinary meridians, this is a transformation of one's own strength.
The mainland of China is changing, and Xu Zimo is also changing with it.
The blood in the body gradually turned from red to gold.
Even the bones seemed to turn golden.
This practice lasted for a whole month.
When Xu Zimo slowly opened his eyes, the chaotic figure had already flown to the central continent with all its strength.
But his body was forced to stop halfway through its transformation.
I only felt a very hungry thought. This was the first time Xu Zimo had a hungry thought since he started practicing.
Because after practicing to his level, there is no need to eat foods such as whole grains.
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Lingtian Domain is located in the westernmost area of the Central Continent.
It borders the Shenghua Domain and is close to the west continent.
Therefore, when Xu Zimo came from the Eastern Continent, the distance was still quite far.
On this day, the two finally arrived at the border between Lingtian Territory and Shenghua Territory.
Xu Zimo put Chaos away and slowly descended through the sky with Monk Dazhi, preparing to rest here for a day and have a full meal.
There is no city nearby, only a village not far away.
The two walked to the village.
At the entrance of the village, two ancient willow trees are planted.
Because it is already the deep winter season, the willows are standing quietly in the heavy snow.
It is covered in silver and snowflakes are fluttering in the wind.
The three characters "Qingliu Village" are engraved on the stone tablet on the side.
The village is very deserted, but it is understandable that no one wants to go out in heavy snow.
The two of them walked into the village. Monk Dazhi held a fly whisk and shouted in a deep voice.
"I wonder if there is anyone in the village? Pindao is passing through here, can he spend some money to buy some food?"
His words fell for a long time, but no one responded to him.
Xu Zimo could feel that the houses on both sides were empty and there was no one there.
"This village doesn't seem to be deserted," Monk Dazhi said doubtfully.
"Why is the weather like this and no one is there?"
"Go and have a look inside the village," Xu Zimo said.
"If there is no one, let's move forward."
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"You all move faster. If anything goes wrong, you will suffer the consequences," a sharp shout sounded in the village.
Then there was the "crackling" sound of the whip.
The village is not small, and they walked for more than ten minutes before reaching the innermost part.
"There is someone," Monk Dazhi heard the voice and couldn't help but quicken his pace.
When the two of them walked from the corner of the village, they finally saw a crowd of people.
Not far ahead, I saw a very wide open space.
A group of villagers were walking barefoot on the white snow, seemingly building houses, busy in the ice and snow.
There were two men wearing animal skins supervising.
They were holding iron whips, and standing next to them were two extremely ferocious tigers.
The strong beast power was suppressed, and the surrounding villagers did not dare to slack off in any way.
If you are not careful, you will be beaten with an iron whip.
In the freezing cold, everyone's hands and feet seemed to be numb, and their faces were red from the cold.
When they saw Xu Zimo and two others appearing, the two tigers on the side felt it immediately.
Roaring at Xu Zimo and the other two.
"Who are you?" The two middle-aged men wearing animal skins stepped forward and asked with a frown.
"I am passing by this place and want to buy some food. Is it convenient?" asked the monk Dazhi.
"Go away, you didn't see us busy," the middle-aged man on the left said unceremoniously.
"Wait a minute," the middle-aged man on the right smiled and said.
"Since you two are here, please stay and help us."
When he finished speaking, he saw the two tigers in front of him had already pounced towards him.
One on the left and one on the right flanked Xu Zimo.
"Tiger meat is okay," Xu Zimo thought for a moment.
He raised his right hand slightly, and the sword energy in his hand burst out, turning into two sword shadows.
Then there were two mournful screams, and the two tigers were seen falling to the ground.
Xu Zimo didn't care about the stunned expressions of everyone present, and a ball of fire burned in his hand.
Then he began to peel off the skin and bones, pierce the tiger's body with Ba Ying, and bake it on the flames.
"You, you dare to kill our battle pet," the middle-aged man in the animal skin finally realized and shouted.
"Do you know who we are?"
Xu Zimo didn't bother to talk nonsense to him.
He just glanced at the middle-aged man, and supreme power burst out from his eyes.
The middle-aged man's body couldn't bear the pressure, and it felt like it was falling with dozens of times the force of gravity.
The internal organs in the body were stirred together and directly compressed into the shape of a meat pie.
When another middle-aged man saw this scene, he didn't say anything, and fled away in a panic and madness.
"That's right, it would be nice to be quiet," Xu Zimo smiled.
He doesn't even bother to kill such ants.
The flames that Xu Zimo transformed were very domineering, and the tiger meat was cooked in just a few strokes.
He was not polite, he just grabbed the meat and started to bite it.
He is not trying to satisfy his appetite now, but the transformation of his body requires too much energy.
This energy can only be obtained from food.
In just a few minutes, Xu Zimo finished eating a tiger.
As if that wasn't enough, he picked up another tiger.
At this moment, among the group of villagers in the open space ahead, an old man walked over cautiously.
"Thank you two benefactors for saving my Qingliu Village," the old man said, bowing to Xu Zimo and the others several times.
Xu Zimo ignored it and continued to eat meat.
Monk Dazhi stepped forward and asked curiously: "Old man, what are you doing?"
"Alas," at this point, the old man sighed and said.
"I am the head of Qingliu Village.
Our Qingliu Village is a small village under the control of Yuyao Sect.
Some time ago, the Demon Sect issued a decree that any city or village must build an ancestral hall for the imperial demons, and we are building the ancestral hall."
The old man looked at Xu Zimo and the two of them, sighed and said: "My two benefactors, it's better to run away.
The person you just killed is an outer disciple of the Demon Control Sect, and they will definitely not let it go."
"Monster Control Sect," Xu Zimo asked vaguely, biting meat in his mouth.
"Is their ancestor the Chilin Emperor?"
"Yes, it's Emperor Chilin," the old man nodded quickly.
"What do they want to do when they build an ancestral hall?" Monk Dazhi asked curiously.
"I don't know either," the old man said, shaking his head.
"You two, hurry up and leave, we have to pack up and go live somewhere else.
Otherwise they will definitely not let us go."
After Xu Zimo finished eating two tigers, he felt that he was still unsatisfied.
