Shijie Village is not big to begin with, with dozens of households living there, totaling a population of just over 200.
At this moment, the Purple Gold Ape's foot collapsed, the ground shattered, and the gap exploded, almost splitting the entire village into two halves.
Large swaths of dirt and gravel were blasted out like waves.
The houses in the village suddenly shook, collapsed and tilted.
All of a sudden, the sounds of crying and shouting came and went.
But after the Purple Gold Ape came here, for some reason, he didn't plan to leave.
In the horrified eyes of the villagers, it walked around the village.
The look of anger and impatience kept popping up in those terrifying pupils.
It looked like he was looking for something, but also like he was waiting for something.
Round and round, with every step on the ground, there was a loud sound similar to a landslide.
Bang!
Bang!
The ground is undulating continuously, and countless cracks are spreading like layers of spider webs.
Many people were so frightened that they couldn't even cry anymore. They opened their mouths and had tears in their eyes, as if they were demented.
After walking around the village for more than ten times, the Purple Gold Monkey seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. It suddenly raised its head and roared, raised its arms, and waved violently.
Wow!
A row of roofs were all blown away and shattered in mid-air, with tiles and rubble flying everywhere.
The villagers hiding in the house hugged each other, shivering, and did not dare to raise their heads.
The purple-gold ape's nostrils opened and closed, and after taking a few deep breaths, he took a step to the side, then raised his arm and slammed it down.
Boom!
The huge force was like a hammer from the gods, hitting the ground hard.
Everyone in the village felt their hearts skip a beat, and the roar caused their blood to surge, and they almost fainted on the spot.
The deafening roar made almost everyone dizzy, with stars flashing in front of their eyes, making them extremely uncomfortable.
When they turned around and looked over, they saw among the smoke and dust that the largest building in the village, the ancestral hall of Shijie Village, was turned into powder under the fist of the Zijin Ape.
I don’t know if any villagers hid in the ancestral hall during the previous chaos.
If there were, these people would probably have their whole bodies turned into flesh and blood mud at this moment, mixed together with the ancestral hall, and they would never be found again.
Fear and despair, at this time, were like thick dark clouds, filling the hearts of everyone present.
Both the villagers and the caravan had only one thought at this time: We are finished! This monster is going to kill everyone.
At this time, no one thought about running away anymore.
It is absolutely impossible to escape by running.
And what if I move and attract the attention of the Purple Gold Monkey first?
At this moment, everyone was surrounded by fear. No one noticed that Chu Yan, who was dragged back by the villagers, was squatting on the ground, pinching his eyebrows, and murmuring softly to himself: "This thing
, doesn’t seem very powerful?”
Chu Yan didn't know why he felt this way at this time.
This monster looked extremely huge and had terrifying power. All the villagers at the scene, and even the Pulse Condensation Realm monk in the caravan, were so scared that they collapsed to the ground.
But why do I instinctively feel that this thing is really bad?
This is not arrogance and ignorance, but a kind of contempt coming from the deepest part of the soul.
Chu Yan kept thinking about this issue at this moment. At this moment, he felt as if he was in a state of half-dream and half-awake, and the pictures that kept emerging in his mind seemed to be the voice waking him up.
Gradually, when no one saw it, the corners of Chu Yan's drooping face slowly raised an arc.
After a moment, he exhaled: "Ha, an ant in the shape of a monkey."
…
Bang!
Bang!
The purple-gold ape, which is five or six stories high and looks like a huge boulder, is wreaking havoc in the village at the moment.
At first glance, the entire Shijie Village looks like a ruin after the apocalypse.
At this time, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared above the peak of Longji Mountain that was previously broken by the Purple Gold Ape.
Both of them had flying swords under their feet, hovering in mid-air. Their whole bodies exuded a sharp edge like swords, making people feel timid just by looking at them.
The thin-faced man among them glanced at Shijie Village ahead and said, "Are you sure this method is really effective?"
"That guy, even if he's not in that village, he's still nearby." The woman sneered.
Although monks are not afraid of cold or heat, the female monk's attire at the moment does look a bit strange.
She is obviously a woman, but she is wearing a smart outfit that is usually worn by male cultivators.
Not only that, she also wore a thick plush scarf around her neck, which made people think this combination was extremely weird.
Looking at the roaring purple gold ape, the female cultivator snorted and continued: "That guy Jian Nantian will die when he dies, and the inheritance of the Sword Tomb was actually taken away by others.
Even the ants in the mortal world understand that the rich water should not flow to other people's fields.
Fortunately for him, he died outside, and the inheritance he received fell into the hands of others.
If the sect hadn't asked him to leave a bloodline mark back then, we wouldn't have even thought of finding out where this inheritance ended up."
Hearing what the woman said, the male cultivator showed a look of schadenfreude on his face: "Jian Nantian, this guy, was originally just a little-known figure in the sect, but then he got some shitty luck.
He actually got the sword tomb inheritance.
Buried in the sword tomb are magic weapons used by countless sword cultivators over hundreds of thousands of years.
Even though as time goes by, those magic weapons have lost their original brilliance, it is not difficult to get a trace of the inheritance of those great sword cultivators of the past.
Jian Nantian relied on these inheritances to rise from a small person to the realm of Master Tianxin.
What's even more disgusting is that he was recruited by the Taiqing Emperor.
But what did you say before, junior sister?"
"If virtue is not matched, you will suffer harm." The female cultivator hummed.
"Yes, that's the sentence." The male cultivator gritted his teeth and said, "You Jian Nantian has such a bad destiny. How can you be worthy of a legacy like Jian Zhong? As expected, you have been killed now.
But don’t worry, when I get the sword tomb back, I will definitely remember your kindness and give you a stick of incense every year.”
Having said this, the male cultivator couldn't help but laugh.
"The guy who got the sword tomb has an 80% chance of being in the village ahead, and a 20% chance of being within thirty miles of the village.
It has taken us so long and so much effort to get here, but this time we must not let this guy escape." The female cultivator narrowed her eyes and said coldly.
"Don't worry, I will never let this guy run away." The male cultivator smiled, "But speaking of it, if it were me, I would just go and question them one by one. I would never be as cautious as you, junior sister."