The night is as dark as ink, like a huge black cloth, boundless, covering the earth and covering the sky.

A full moon hung in the dark night sky, exuding cold moonlight, overlooking the vast land.

In the moonlit southern part of the Central Plains, among the steep mountains and primeval forests, there are many villages, large and small, dotted here and there.

Shanshui Village is one of them, located to the north of Changle Village and east of Niutou Village.

The night was originally silent, but a shrill scream broke through the silent night sky.

However, this is not the end, but just the beginning!

The screams grew from small to loud, from low to high, from few to loud, and then the sounds of fighting, panic, screams, cries, and louder sounds.

Not long after, it only lasted for about half a quarter of an hour, and all the sounds stopped abruptly.

The night became silent again, with only the cold wind whistling past mixed with the strong blood, spreading in all directions.

The peaceful landscape village has turned into a hell on earth. It is a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse cared for by hunters.

The wooden houses collapsed, the bamboo buildings were broken, and wherever the cold moonlight shone, there were bloody corpses. There were old people, men, women, and children. No one was spared.

Bodies were lying scattered on the ground, on the street, and on the bamboo walls. The blood was still warm, so it was obvious that the person had not been dead for long.

Dead people may not be uncommon in wild places like the Central Plains Wulin, but what is mysterious is that a light cyan light stream began to emit from the corpses of these dead people.

One, two, three, four... hundreds of corpses in the entire Shanshui Village are all emitting streams of light blue light, the green energy is lingering, and the light stream is surging.

One, two, three, four or five... a steady stream, converging into one stream after another, all heading towards a certain direction in the sky.

Looking up, I saw a round bead the size of a pigeon egg floating in the sky above Shanshui Village.

The round bead is crystal clear, spinning smoothly, exuding cyan brilliance, and is frantically sucking in the stream of light cyan light that is constantly gathering from below.

As time goes by, the cyan light flowing from the corpse below becomes less and less, and it seems that it is almost being swallowed up.

"Hoo ho!" "Hoo ho ho!"

The cold wind howled, and the night was dark. The dark night looked very hazy under the light of the cold moon.

Under the hazy moonlight, if you look closely, you can vaguely see figures standing on the roof tiles of the bamboo buildings in Shanshui Village.

They were men in black robes, each holding a bloody scimitar in their hands. The swords were shining brightly, and they stood on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with overwhelming evil aura surging around them.

Among the many men in black, there was a man in blood robes. The evil aura on his body was the strongest and his aura was the most terrifying.

At this moment, the man in blood robe was staring high into the sky, obviously all his attention was focused on the cyan bead.

After a while,

The cyan bead finally swallowed up all the light cyan light flow below and stopped rotating.

"call out!"

The man in the blood-robed hand stretched out his hand, and a burst of innate true energy roared out, wrapped the cyan ball, rolled it back, and took it back into his hand.

"Protector Li, we have slaughtered more than a dozen villages. We must have devoured the soul-capturing beads almost completely, right?"

A man in black robes next to him inserted the blood-stained scimitar into the scabbard, walked over and bowed to ask.

"It's very early!" The man in blood-robed eyes said indifferently: "Continue to the next village!"

"As you command!"

Many men in black robes knelt on one knee and bowed to obey the orders.

The next moment——

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh whoosh!"

Sounds of piercing the air continued to sound, and men in black robes moved towards the distance, quickly blending into the night like dark bats.

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As if traveling through endless darkness, Ye Xing came to the Blackstone Dungeon again.

The walls of black stone, the floor of black stone, the roof of black stone, and the damn black mist are constantly devouring the true energy in Ye Xing's body.

"Boy, you're here, why did you come after more than two months!" An old man's cold voice sounded in this dark and silent dungeon.

"Haha, don't I miss you? I came here to see you, senior!" A smile quickly appeared on Ye Xing's face, and he looked at the old man in black in the corner of the dungeon.

After two or three months, there has been no change at all in the dungeon. Nothing is more or less. Except for Ye Xing, it seems that no one else has been here. The old man in black is still trapped.

The chains were tightly locked and imprisoned there.

"Haha, it sounds so nice to say that being courteous for nothing is either cheating or stealing!" The old man in black curled his lips and said, "Tell me, do you want anything from me?"

"Hehe! Senior is really wise, junior..." Ye Xing salivated and was about to speak.

"Wait!" The old man in black suddenly interrupted Ye Xing and said, "Let me guess!"

"You little guy, you haven't come here after more than two months. Obviously what happened last time scared you out of your wits!" The old man in black thought for a while and said: "Now that you dare to take the risk and come here, you are obviously determined.

You have a plan. Since I am the only one in this dark prison, your target is obviously me."

"Well, you must have tasted the sweetness of "Eight Steps of Demonic Heaven"!" The old man in black narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a faint smile: "Boy, are you here to ask for martial arts secrets?"

"..." Ye Xing was speechless, "How boring is this old man? There's no need to guess. If it weren't for martial arts secrets, I wouldn't come to such a ghost place. What if someone gets trapped accidentally?

That’s no joke here. Staying in this dark and gloomy place for just a few months, let alone a few years, would probably drive you crazy out of boredom.”

Regarding the old man's behavior, Ye Xing understood. He turned his eyes and quickly flattered him: "Senior is really wise and mighty. He is invincible in the world. He punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten. He is unparalleled in the world... Extremely smart, junior."

My admiration for you is like an endless river, and like..."

"What a mess, haha, you kid!" The old man in black shook his head and said with a smile, "Tell me what type of martial arts secrets you want!"

"Sword skills!" Ye Xing said quickly: "Hey, are there any magic-level sword... skills..."

"Um, it's the junior who is so abrupt... ha... ha..." Ye Xing noticed the expressionless expression of the old man in black, and immediately changed his words: "This... this magical skill is indeed extremely precious. If the senior is reluctant to part with it,

If so, then the next best thing is to pass on a set of heaven-level swordsmanship secrets?"

"Eh? Senior, senior!" Ye Xing noticed that the old man in black seemed to be in a daze, and immediately shouted in a louder voice.

"Uh... Got it, stop shouting, I just suddenly thought of some very important past events, and I was so lost in thought!" The old man in black came back to his senses and said: "By the way, what did you just say, what secret book?

?”

"Junior asked, can the senior pass on a set of heaven-level swordsmanship secrets?" Ye Xing was interrupted by the old man in black just as he was halfway through his words.

"What's the use of learning rubbish techniques at the heaven level? You, a little guy, can achieve such a level of cultivation at such a young age. You can be considered a genius. Why do you only have so little ambition!" The old man in black was furious and hated Tie.

Bu Chenggang Dao: "Even if you practice the heaven-level skills to the Great Perfection state, it will be difficult for you to become an extremely strong person. You must practice the magic skills!"

"..." Ye Xing was speechless. It was obvious that you were unwilling just now. Well, okay, you were just distracted.

"I have several magic-level swordsmanships here. In terms of power, the strongest one is the "Qingyun Sword Technique"!" The old man in black said solemnly: "Little guy, are you willing to learn the "Qingyun Sword Technique"!
Chapter completed!