"Okay, old man. Let's help you. I hope you are telling the truth." The evil cultivators had no choice. They did not dare to bet that what Zhang Tianzheng told was a lie, because they judge others with their own eyes.

"But old man, we're helping you, so you guys have to do something too." The wild and evil laughter sounded in the night.

The evil cultivators scattered in all directions, screams and screams could be heard endlessly, there were formations of ghosts and corpses roaring wildly.

Mo Wei looked at all this indifferently, without any touch in his heart. In order to achieve great things, necessary sacrifices are needed. He has known this for a long time, so he would rather be cold-blooded at the moment.

If the dragon snake is allowed to escape, the threat of a monster at the peak of Qi Condensation is far greater than the threat of these left-field monks in the essence-raising realm.

"Are we just going to look at that fellow Taoist Chunyang like this?" Taoist Master Yimei couldn't bear it in his heart.

"What can we do? Fight with them?"

"This... forget it." After this for a long time, Yimei had no choice but to let them go.

"You have to remember that if you don't have the strength, you can only accept your fate." Yi Mei looked at Mo Wei and nodded without saying anything.

The old village chief Zhang Tianzheng sitting on the side looked heartbroken, "Ah, it was me who harmed you, it was I who harmed you."

Looking at the old village chief, he raised an eyebrow with sympathy. He wanted to go to help but was stopped by Mo Wei, "In his eyes, we are the same kind of people as those people."

After hearing what Mo Wei said, he raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth, but did not say a word. However, he did not want to help Zhang Tianzheng up again.

Mo Wei didn't want Yimei to pass by, because if someone used some tricks, the people he liked would be gone. Now that he has a big business, he should have people under his command. Otherwise, Youxian Town is so big, and it will be gone.

It’s really not possible to be alone in fear of what will happen in the future.

However, Yimei has a good temperament and has a sense of righteousness. So Mo Wei wants to cultivate her.

While the two were talking, all the evil cultivators had returned.

"You who have suffered a thousand knives, why don't you be cut to pieces by a thousand knives? Even if I die, I will not let you get the mountain treasure. If I say this, I will hit the pillar in the house with a death wish." Zhang Tianzheng roared hysterically.

, Mo Wei couldn't help but praise his acting skills.

"Jiejie, don't worry. We didn't kill too many people. Just dozens of people. Without us, more of you will die in the future. We took the risk to help you get rid of the evil. We should be safe and prepared when we use it, right?"

We are all dead, why don't you want to be buried together? Even so, killing dozens of people first will allow us to eliminate the evil smoothly. Isn't this good for everyone?" Zuo Taoist Jie Jie held down and wanted to die.

Zhang Tianzheng.

"Folks, I'm sorry for you. But the surviving folks will still live. Don't worry, I will go down to accompany you when they eliminate the evil spirits." Zhang Tianzheng cried with tears all over his face, and even a few drops of bloody tears fell.

Mo Wei on the side called him the Best Actor from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at these evil cultivators, Mo Wei also sentenced them to death in his heart. As soon as the dragon snake appears, these people will die. Go and bury them with the villagers.

However, after a lot of troubles just now, Mo Wei figured out the connections of these people. Four of them practiced the Yin Soul Technique, among which Zuo Dao was the most accomplished.

Five people practiced corpse training, with the thin man having the highest level.

Seven people practiced paper warfare, with the one-eyed old man having the highest level.

The rest are practicing blood coagulation. Their cultivation levels are all between the same, and they are all hereditary.

And through the spiritual eyes, they observed the blood evil aura on the evil cultivator's body, and found that each person had two or three strands of blood evil energy on his body. In just a short period of time, these twenty people killed nearly a hundred of their kind.

They are unworthy of human beings and have become possessed by demons.

"Okay, come with me." Zhang Tianzheng seemed to have had enough crying, and said in a hoarse voice.

Without waiting for anyone's reaction, he headed towards the darkness, and all the evil cultivators followed him.

"Fellow Taoist Chunyang, you will follow me later. For you warriors, evil spirits are probably extremely terrifying existences. If you have not stepped into the innate world, you will not have the ability to deal with ghosts and ghosts. Follow me later.

As long as I don't die, I will protect you."

"how so?"

"I just don't want those beasts to get the mountain treasure. They regard human life as nothing. If they go further, more people will die. I am weak alone. Do you dare to fight with them to death with me?"

Wing Bo?"

"Can."

"Okay, I'll help you later. Then you help me. Even if I die, I will bite off a few ounces of their meat." He seemed to look away, and the murderous intent surging in his eyebrows could not be hidden from Mo Wei.

It seems that he didn't listen to what he just said, but Yimei, you are also lucky because you met me. And with this stimulation, coupled with the supply of resources in the future, Mo Wei can imagine Yimei's future

The practice will definitely be harder.

Because he has a heart that cares for the people. He does not feel superior to others just because he is a practitioner. This mentality is very important and is something Mo Wei appreciates.

Following Zhang Tianzheng's footsteps, Mo Wei and Yimei followed a group of evil cultivators to a two-story pavilion.
Chapter completed!