After several days of continuous driving day and night, we were finally close to our destination.
"Xuancun..." Zhuo Yifan was disappointed. Although he had only lived here for less than a month, the mountains, rivers and streams he saw in front of him were so familiar. The ultimate tranquility flowed to his bones, and bits and pieces of memories were sketched in his mind.
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Since Zhuo Yifan came to the Blood Prison, he has gone through various hardships and wandered around. Such a peach blossom land that is free from worldly affairs and full of human warmth has made him cherish it and develop a sense of nostalgia for home.
Xixuan Village—the place that gave him a second life.
He thought that perhaps before he was connected with Lin Fan's fate, this geomantic treasure had already become a piece of flesh and blood in his heart that he could not part with. This flesh and blood seemed to contain everything in his body.
The life essence can give him warmth and make him feel peaceful.
Looking in the direction of Xancun, Zhuo Yifan quickened his pace. Looking at the mountain and the scenery, smelling the chirping of birds and insects, everything seemed to be back to the beginning. In the heavy snow, the children pinched their waists and beat their legs in sympathy with their elders, and the whole village had a bonfire feast in the evening.
The big men held back tears and said goodbye. And village chief Lu, Chen Fu, and Wang Er, are they okay?
It's been more than two years since I left. Is Xuancun stronger than before?
As soon as the Hualiu crossed a mountain, the golden-scaled bird that had been sent out to explore the road became extremely anxious and flew over, chattering a lot. Zhuo Yifan frowned and accelerated forward.
As we got closer and closer to Xuan Village, the evil spirit that diffused in the air became more and more solemn. Suddenly, the face of the young man on Hualiu suddenly changed, as if a wave of stagnant calm appeared on his face for two years.
, finally there was a huge wave at this moment. It was a kind of terrifying killing of a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses. It was also a kind of terrifying and fierce power of the demon breaking through the world.
Zhuo Yifan sat on the horse. He looked at the three Taoists at the entrance of the village and sighed softly. He had endured it for two years and insisted on working in the fire house and painting continuously to build up a certain state of mind. He really didn't want to be ruined by these three bugs.
However, Zhuo Yifan is still Zhuo Yifan after all, even if he dies and is possessed by someone else, even if he regresses and loses everything. No matter how hard he tries to change his identity, one thing has never changed.
That is, the identity of the tenth generation of the Great Asura Demon Emperor!
He is the successor of Shura's way of killing. Inheriting this way, he will kill for eternity.!
Before, he gave up the way of killing and found another way. It was not really giving up, but just converging on his own way, enlightenment, and practice. It did not really dissipate.
Killing to conquer the world was once a Tao that he did not agree with. He believed in the laws of heaven, destiny, and the power of ruling and judgment.
However, after going through all kinds of hardships, he discovered that everything was false! The power of cause and effect and fate are too powerful. If he wants to fight against cause and effect and fate, he must use the power of this path!
Although Zhuo Yifan felt dissatisfied with acknowledging this old path again, this was a helpless move. If he wanted to break through this path, he could only make a decision when he first had the power to get rid of his fate.
At this moment, in Zhuo Yifan's soul, the Shura fire that had been hidden for two years was completely burned. His eyes suddenly flashed a luster that had not flashed for a long time. This luster was similar to the light of the magic pupil.
It's mind-boggling to watch.
At the same time, this kind of gaze will only appear when Zhuo Yifan has murderous intentions!
This is the eye of hell, the eye of death. Every time it appears, it must mean death!
Of course, this time is no exception.
These three Taoists, unaware of the murderous intentions behind them, remained domineering and arrogant. After stamping down Chen Fu's arms, they threatened his life. In the end, the child in front compromised and was forced to put on the sealing talisman and was willing to leave with them.
"Boy, you live in this area after all. Even though you have talent, you are still too young. You don't know how vast the world is. Since you took the initiative to follow me, I will let this useless person go." Mo Tao left.
Chen Fu, who was dying, turned to the crowd of Xuancun people behind him, his eyes gradually becoming colder: "Come on, today, let me teach you the first lesson. Teach you what it means to be cruel and what it means to be ruthless."
At this moment, Little Man'er seemed to know what the other party was going to do. His eyes suddenly opened wide, filled with despair, and tears poured out: "No! Don't!" He struggled hard, but was blocked by the sealing talisman.
He was suppressed and couldn't move his whole body.
Behind him, Zhuo Yifan's eyes became colder and colder, and he seemed to have transformed into the peerless talent who had disappeared into the world. At this moment, the evil aura around him seemed to be thicker. It was unusually thick, ten times deeper than before.
A hundred times! It’s a brand new evil spirit!
Mo Tao took action in an instant, and the spiritual light in his body bloomed, moving the world. Suddenly, a divine blade flew out from behind, and the sword energy flew across the sky, as if the sky was shattering. The sword shadow was scattered into a ball, and dispersed into countless strands towards the innocent Xancun people.
The villagers attacked and killed him.
Zhuo Yifan took a deep look at these three people, as if he were looking at dead people, and his spiritual power swept out, and the spiritual sword suddenly "buzzed" in mid-air and quickly stopped!
"Who is coming!" The three of them turned around. They had been so arrogant before that they completely failed to notice the strong murderous intent behind them.
Everyone looked around and saw a man in white wearing a ghost mask walking slowly towards him.
"At that time?!" Everyone in Xuan Village was stunned.
"It's Master Guixian!"
"Master Guixian is back! Master Guixian is here to save us!"
Someone said excitedly.
"It seems that you are the person behind the killing of the Wu brothers and the two elders of Jin and Yin. Humph! Ghost fairy? You still want to pretend to be an immortal. Do you know what an immortal is? Today I will let you see what an immortal is!"
Mo Tao was unscrupulous and shouted for peace.
His voice was as loud as thunder, shaking the valley. Except for Zhuo Yifan, even his two companions covered their ears. The penetrating power of the voice was so strong that it caused the leaves to fly and the birds to dance.
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Perhaps he knew that this person was difficult to deal with, or perhaps because of the Taoist Talisman, Mo Tao acted without any scruples. He almost subconsciously bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out blood, and landed on the spiritual sword.
A spiritual light rose up, and the master's essence and blood was poured into the spiritual sword, producing extraordinary power. It turned into an electric light and flew towards Zhuo Yifan.
There were exclamations from the crowd of onlookers. The power of this sword was shocking. It was so powerful that the people in Xuancun felt like they were in death.
"Brother! Let's help you!" The other two also used their flying swords. The three flying swords merged into one, forming a thousand-killing sword array, which greatly increased the power of the three swords based on their inherent strength!
The evil energy from all sides condensed at this moment, turning into wisps of chaos-like black energy that condensed in Zhuo Yifan's palm. At the same time, Zhuo Yifan stepped forward gently, and the evil energy in his hand condensed into a black sword, aiming at the center of the formation.
, and left with a decisive blow.
These evil spirits all come from these three people. Zhuo Yifan is using the other person's method to repay the other person!
Boom!
They never expected that the formation they had worked so hard to build would be broken so lightly.
"Poof!" The formation was forced, their essence was damaged, and all three of them spit out blood. Mo Tao was the first to recover and hurriedly flew back. However, at this time, the figure of the ghost-faced man had already appeared in front of the other two.
Behind the person.
The black evil sword steamed up with black energy, and with a "pop" sound, the four fleshy arms fell to the ground and were cut off.
"The ancient demon treasures and magic weapons can't do anything to me. What can three broken swords do to me? I've met countless strong men, but those who dare to shout arrogantly in front of me are already dead!" Under the ghost's face, the cold voice became stronger.
Getting colder.
"Chi!"
Suddenly, the evil sword in his hand sprang out, like a demon reaching out its sharp claws, exuding infinite power and piercing the void.
Mo Tao, who was holding a flying sword and wanted to kill him, suddenly opened his eyes to the maximum size, and he was horrified to the extreme, and let out a long roar.
"Ah! No..." Mo Tao shouted, but it was too late, the evil sword pierced his chest with a pop!