When Jiang Wuye walked to Yangjiazhuang again, the entire village was covered with a layer of gray, chaotic light cover, like an upside down large sea bowl, shining with thin light under the moonlight, and the interior scene could not be observed.

"Dongbangbangbangbangbangbangbang!"

Only the continuous sound of gongs that shocked the soul, and the explosions like the continuous poking of balloons.

The rest, whether it was the violent collision sound or the roar of struggle, was not all, and the creatures inside seemed to have been collectively silent.

Mental Exploration.

Jiang Wuye quickly frowned because he discovered that he could not penetrate this chaotic barrier when he sensed that he could not penetrate the sea.

Extend your hand and touch it.

It is cold and cold, like the frozen river surface in winter, cold into the bone marrow, and the soul trembles slightly.

Jiang Wuye withdrew his senses and looked behind him. Long Aotian had not come yet.

Buzz

The two dantians open, and the right hand is as pure and transparent as glass, exuding a dreamy color, giving people an indestructible feeling.

With a "bang!", a half-foot-thick substantial blood energy covered the right hand, emitting a high temperature far exceeding the blood flame at all times, and maintaining a super-high frequency oscillation.

Pinch the fist and contact.

"Clang clang clang"

The qi collided with the chaotic airflow, and sparks flew everywhere, like a large drill bit ripping through the iron wall at an extremely fast speed.

it works!

Jiang Wuye narrowed his eyes slightly, and watched the place where the qi contacted was obviously sunken, and a faint crack emerged. If he continued, he could penetrate it.

but……

"Don't be naughty~"

The woman's lazy voice sounded in her mind, relaxed and tender, and obviously had the upper hand inside.

Jiang Wuye thrust his face. After hesitating for a moment, the energy was still dissipated, and his right hand returned to normal, but he did not continue.

"Hero!"

Long Aotian chased after him and saw Jiang Wuye observing the chaos barrier without rashly attacking, he then breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "These strange people are like this, mysterious and mysterious. Since ancient times, they will close the battlefield and prevent outsiders from entering when fighting with evil gods."

"What happens if you break in?"

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

Long Aotian scratched his head, his face was quite fearful, and he came over and whispered: "It is said that no matter which alien man is, he has a curse from ancient immortals and demons on his body, and the Tao and Dharma he practiced carry an unknown aura.

If others are affected during battle and are not strong enough, they will cause permanent trauma to themselves and cannot recover, which is very evil."

curse?

Jiang Wuye's expression moved, thinking of the woman's body that was like a thousand years of ice, as if she was always under the erosion of some mysterious force, giving people a sense of weakness.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Just as the two were talking.

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

During this period, occasionally there were roars of chaos and crazy roars, rumbling endlessly, as if the battle had come to an end and the two sides were fighting.

However, it can be heard.

The roar was a furious and incompetent fury, obviously the trapped beast was still fighting, struggling desperately.

"Hey, that Mu Yeren is so strong. At such an age, it seems that he has a status among the stranger."

"How many strange people are there in total?"

Taking the opportunity, Jiang Wuye asked Long Aotian about the situation of Yiren. If he encountered it again in the future, he would have a clear idea.

"There are very few people. After countless years of baptism, it is said that there are three branches that have been passed down to this day: the graceful man, the coffin carrying man, and the corpse collector.

Mu Yeren are all women, they look like exiled immortals, floating out of the world, wearing straw raincoats and lanterns to dress up as a squad.

The man carrying the coffin is the most evil among the strangers. It is said that they are a group of puppets without the true self. Their souls and wills are controlled by them carrying mysterious coffins. They walk in the world like mechanically, burying the evil gods in the world.

As for the last corpse collector…”

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

"What, can't you say?"

"Cough, that's not." Long Aotian coughed twice, glanced at Yangjiazhuang, which was shrouded in chaos barrier, pulled Jiang Wuye to the side, and then whispered: "The body of the corpse collector is very special. Like our martial arts practitioners, they are also physical cultivation.

Moreover, this branch is a single-generation. Every new corpse collector is born, the previous generation will die, and more importantly…”

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

Bang!

Jiang Wuye jumped in his face, slapped Long Aotian in the head, and said speechlessly: "What's wrong with it? Don't breathe heavily when you speak, hurry up."

"Hiss~"

Long Aotian grinned in pain, thinking that this problem of elder brother may not be much better, but he rubbed his head and whispered: "It is said that the corpse collector was born by the previous generation and Mu Yeren, and Mu Yeren's fertility rate is extremely low, so, ahem, you know, hero."

"Born with Crystal Palace waiting to be inherited?"

This Nima loads the protagonist template, right?!

Jiang Wuye twitched his mouth and looked down at his rough right hand. Thinking of the possibility of embarking on the path of a lone wolf by craftsmen in the future, he felt inexplicably sad.

Look at others and then look at yourself.

What a suffering this is!

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

"After the birth of the corpse collector, he will be put into the world for training, and he will basically not know his identity before he becomes an adult. When their physical condition awakens, the previous generation of corpse collectors will arrange various sufferings and setbacks to train him.

During this period, there were still a number of Muye people who came into contact with him, provided help, cultivated feelings, and only after they grew to a sufficient height could the new generation of corpse collectors know their identity.

Therefore, among the strangers, although there are very few corpse collectors, they are the leader in combat power, and there is no doubt about this."

"Have this generation of corpse collectors appeared?"

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

"The last time the corpse collector appeared a hundred years ago. He was an old man who entered his old age. However, there are rumors that the old man was just a Taoist protector of the new generation of corpse collectors."

Long Aotian thought for a moment and then said, "When the new corpse collector replaced the previous generation, he would also marry... Cough cough, at that time, the two aliens would rarely invite outsiders to attend the ceremony, which is a testimony.

If this happens, basically all major forces in the world will know about it and will not hide it.

However, for tens of thousands of years, there has been no information on this in Anyang Domain. There are even rumors that their succession ceremony is not in the Dao Domain of the Human World, so this generation of corpse collectors should still be being cultivated."

"This is not bad...ahem."

Jiang Wuye felt a little balanced and subconsciously spoke, but when he saw Long Aotian's strange eyes, he hurriedly stopped.

Turn your head and put your hands on your hips.

Jiang Wuye looked at the Chaos Barrier covering Yangjiazhuang and frowned and murmured: "This little girl will not die, right? Why haven't she moved yet?"

Long Aotian's mouth twitched, and he was already used to Jiang Wuye's occasional word about tigers and wolves. He stood quietly aside without answering the conversation.

Kakka

Hurry~

At this moment, cracks suddenly emerged from the chaotic barrier, bursting out dazzling white light. The next moment, it shattered and turned into a firefly spot, gradually dissipating.

The stars shine, and the fields are as bright as daylight.

Yangjiazhuang is still the same Yangjiazhuang, but it has lost the previous depressing and gloomy feeling, ordinary and quietly crawling.

The mantis man, Gao Lingyue, and even the evil god seemed to have never existed before, empty. Only a banished immortal figure was holding a gong with a light posture, and walked out slowly without any rush or impetuous steps.

That light...

Jiang Wuye's vision was gathered on the horse lantern held in the woman's hand.

The color of the light has changed.

The past is pale, the present is pitch black.

Looking closely, in the lampshade, in the center of the dark flame, a little white light appeared faintly like a stubborn stone in the waves, or a black hole. Let the fireworks slam the fire, keep it calmly, exuding gravitational force, and swallowing the black flames little by little.

If nothing unexpected happens, it is only a matter of time before the black flames disappear.

"Thank you for taking action to remove this great harm to Heihu City."

Long Aotian breathed a sigh of relief and greeted him and clasped his fists to express his gratitude.

"Oh~"

The woman covered her mouth and yawned, her beautiful eyes were about to open and close, as if she was very sleepy, and she responded lightly, bringing the fragrant wind over Long Aotian.

When she passed by Jiang Wuye, she paused slightly, her nose moved slightly, as if she was smelling something. After a moment, she shook her head in disappointment and left with the lantern.

Jiang Wuye stood under the tree, watching the lonely figure who was stepping on the moonlight and leaving quietly, frowned slightly.

For some reason, the back inexplicably gave him a sense of sadness that a hundred flowers are about to pass away.

It's nothing to do with me!

Shaking his head, Jiang Wuye no longer paid attention.
Chapter completed!