Hundreds of roaring corrupt corpses rushed in as the invisible walls outside the village became weak.

When Ye Xuan and Duanmuxue wanted to enter, they stopped by the bridge at the entrance of the village. They were separated by a bridge and could not enter the village.

Unlike the rotten corpse monks, they have long become part of this cycle of reincarnation, and Ye Xuan and Duanmuxue are still two living people shortly after they have arrived here.

"I tried it in the first year of my visit, and I could only extend a little spiritual sense into the village." Duanmuxue reminded.

Ye Xuan tried as he said, but as expected, he could not make any progress with no effort. He had to extend his spiritual sense into the village.

Ye Xuan immediately frowned. His spiritual sense that he could extend was less than one thousandth of it. This spiritual sense was not enough to move the eggs.

The village turned into a purgatory on earth, with hundreds of rotten corpses extremely powerful, and they were torn to live and live when they saw people. The sound of gongs worshiping ancestors had already subsided, and was replaced by wailings and screams.

In addition to hundreds of rotten corpses, there was another stone man three feet tall. He had the same appearance as a stone, and he screamed and screamed. The stone man held a straw mat in one hand and pinched a middle-aged woman in the other.

"Stone wakes up, this is not you, the villagers are greedy and ignorant, but"

Duanmuxue's spiritual consciousness was also unable to exert force, and she could only keep calling in the stone man's ear.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xuan asked with a frown.

Duanmuxue looked puzzled, "I will wake her up first. Once the villagers die, there will be another new cycle, and we may all lose our minds."

Ye Xuan snorted coldly. The village was not crowded, and hundreds of powerful corrupt corpses were besieged, and the stone man crushed them, they would be massacred immediately. They had very little time.

"Instead of waiting until the tragedy happens before starting, why not do the opposite?"

"What do you mean?" Duanmuxue had a bad premonition, and she could clearly see the cruel look in Ye Xuan's eyes.

Ye Xuan looked at the tragic image in the village in disguise, with broken arms and broken limbs, and blood flowed into a river. None of the men, women, young and old in the village could escape.

With the massacre of the rotten corpses and stone men, the black pupils in the sky emitted strange fluctuations, affecting Ye Xuan and Duanmuxue's minds, and it seemed that everything would start again.

"There is not much time left, and I will solve it without you intervening." Duanmuxue was still trying to wake up the stone, and Ye Xuan interrupted without hesitation.

"What the hell do you want"

"I just want to do the opposite. Start from the beginning. I'd rather kill the wrong one, and don't let anyone go." Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly closed, and he tried his best to send more spiritual consciousness into the village.

One thousandth, three thousandth, three thousandth, which is his limit now. Seeing the whole space blurry, the killing in the village is coming to an end, hundreds of running rotten corpses are also fading.

"Mirror Flower and Water Moon." Just as everything was about to unfold, an illusion rushed into the stone house at the end of the village and attached to the mummy.

The black pupils suddenly opened. In an instant, Ye Xuan and Duanmuxue had no time to see clearly. They couldn't help but retreat quickly, and hundreds of rotten corpses and even the entire space were like going up against the long river of time.

The broken corpses stood up again, and their feet quickly retreated, and in a blink of an eye they became living villagers.

All the scenes of chatting women, farmers, and children playing under the shade of trees have been restored.

A buzzing sound filled my mind.

Ye Xuan and Duanmuxue appeared in the forest, with rain and quiet mountain songs. They were surrounded by hundreds of crazy monks. Like these hundreds of people, they also forgot their surnames and names.

In the stone house at the end of the village, a girl with long hair struggled to push the millstone, with a pretty face and pure eyes.

"Stone, come and help my sister push the mill."

"Here you come." A thin figure ran out of the house, and the boy's face was full of smiles.

In front of the door of the house, the thin stone girl was lying on a lounge chair, hiding in her pocket, holding a hatchet tightly, which shouldn't have appeared in her hand.

Shi Tou Niang's face was pale, and for some reason there was a voice in her mind, reminding her all the time.

"Damn it, they all deserve to die." The stone girl murmured in a low voice.

"Stone, come here."

"Mother" stone came to her mother, and the thin woman handed the hatchet to the boy. The woman muttered softly in the boy's ear, repeating the man's voice in her mind.

"Stone, they all have to die, look at them coming."

After the words came, the door outside the courtyard was kicked away, and three young men broke in. They were the gangsters in the village.

"Brother Hua, this girl is so handsome and tender." As soon as the few people came in, they immediately stared at the woman with long hair pushing the grinding.

The willow waist that can be held with one hand, the plump and round buttocks, and the two swelling balls on the chest, the more you look at it, the more you saliva it.

"Damn Shitou, your man owes us gambling debts. He has mortgaged your daughter to us. Take a look at it yourself." Brother Hua threw out a paper deed with a signature on it.

Looking at the strong young men with muscles all over the body, the long-haired woman's legs became weak, and tears suddenly burst out from her beautiful eyes.

The stone girl did not go to take the paper contract, but was still whispering in Shi Tou's ear. The boy's thin cheeks quickly climbed up the color of earth and stone, and his body slowly expanded and bigger.

"Mother"

"If you can't do it, you want to kill your sister and your mother." Shi Tou shook his head desperately.

"Be good at Shitou, don't treat them as human beings. Look at the weeds over there, they are just like weeds."

As he looked at the hook, the stone grabbed the hatchet, and as he said to him, the few gangsters in his eyes immediately turned into disposable weeds on the roadside.

In the mountains, Duanmuxue's eyes were blank under the rain, and her long hair was constantly changing between her black and white hair, and the other one seemed to wake up at any time.

And the Zhongtian Realm and the Demon Immortal Realm far away from the Heavenly Realm.

The woman's long hair is like a waterfall, the moon's appearance cannot be found in any flaws, and her appearance is like a masterpiece of ingenious paintings. She lies on the couch with a slender figure, elegant and enchanting.

Her body is a thousand-year-old snow lotus on the top of the Snow Peak. She is one of the seven demon concubines of the Holy Son of the Demon Clan. Her perfect face is exactly the same as Duanmu Xue.

The woman had a sad face at this time. She had been a demon concubine for decades and had been happy for many years, but she could not give birth to the bloodline of the divine beast. Her hair spread out like a water grass, teasing the holy son who was practicing on the cushion.

"Husband"

The woman called softly, but unfortunately the man did not respond at all. The woman couldn't help but look at her and changed her mouth, "Sir, I am ashamed and cannot inherit the bloodline of my elders."

The cold and stern figure in the cultivation opened his eyes, and said lightly, "You are a genus of plants and trees, and you and I have different bloodlines, which is not surprising."

The woman wanted to say something else, but suddenly changed color slightly, and the two seemed to be in trouble.

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