Immemorial Pill Venerable

The first thousand and fifty-eight chapters all die

The wind and snow flooded Heaven and Earth, the dilapidated village in the mountains, as if abandoned by the gods, Can't get half a hint of pity.

The turbulent horses galloped up, and the huts collapsed. The blade light waved sharply in the wind and snow, and the howls and blood infested every corner of the village.

The ferocious man chased the villagers with a machete, his body was ruthlessly trampled by horseshoes, and the blood sprinkled on the ground, like a Blood Lotus blooming in the snow, piece after piece.

The middle-aged people in the village burned with fierce anger in their chests. With their red eyes, they rushed forward without hesitation, but they were knocked to the ground by war horses. The impact of that moment caused the internal organs to rupture, becoming corpses, and gradually Covered by snow and ice.

Looking at the useless resistance, the old people wept bitterly, and the children screamed in horror, but in exchange, the horse thief howled more vigorously.

"Say, where did you hide the Spirit Stone?" A one-eyed horse thief tore a young girl's hair under his palm, and a wielding butcher knife rested on the girl's father's neck with contempt in his eyes .

At this time, the remaining villagers were all driven together, just like driving out lowly pigs and sheep, surrounded by horse thieves.

"Uncle, I don't know what you want, food, clothes, everything is for you, please, let my daughter go." The old father cried, ignoring the blade to cut his neck. Skin, both of his hands stretched forward, hoping to protect his daughter in his arms.

Pu chi!

The butcher knife slashed across, and the old man fell to the ground, looking at the girl under the horse thief's palm, tears in his eyes seeming to tell of his incompetence.

"Father." The girl struggled.

"Honestly, I have to enjoy you later." The one-eyed horse thief laughed and touched the girl's face with his blood-stained palm, but the girl bit on the sloppy's mouth and looked forward to it. Swallow its meat raw.

"slut." The one-eyed horse thief screamed and pushed the girl away, furious, and the butcher knife swung again very ruthless, a flower-like life withered, blood spreading along the ground, like a Blood Lotus flower bloom.

"fail to appreciate somebody's kindness." The one-eyed horse thief spit at the corpse.

"Okay, Wu San." Wearing a noble mink, with the head of a beard, said coldly.

"Boss, this old bastard is the village chief."

At this moment, two big men came carrying an old man who was in a dreadful age, and the old man was crippled on one leg. , Was completely dragged to the ground, pulling out a striking blood stain.

"Hang me up." The thief said.

Immediately, the two big guys grinned and took out a rough hemp rope to fasten the old man’s wrist, and threw the other end onto the dead old tree at the entrance of the village. The ground, hanging in the air, could not help but let out a scream.

"The village chief."

"The village chief." Among the villagers, a few injured young adults made their fists creak, but they saw the old village chief. Shook the head to them.

"Hand over the Spirit Stone, I will spare this old waste and not die." The thief in the mink coat said.

"We don't have any shit Spirit Stone you want." A young man with his left arm cut off stood up and made his debut. His name was Wang Xiaozhu. Fortunately, his father was just killed by seven steps. Encountered this disaster.

"Call me." The thief groaned.

Immediately, the two big men were ready to attack the old village chief.

"Let me come." One-eyed Wu San snatched the whip from a big man, and slammed it fiercely on Murakami. The whip went down and beat the village chief to tears. It cracked, revealing a black azure whip, and gradually, blood penetrated the whip and poured down.

"The village chief." The villagers wept bitterly.

"Hehe, this old trash is too old and can't stand a few whiplashes. If you don't hand over the Spirit Stone, he may just kick back to the west with one kick." said the mink thief,

"But we really don't have the Spirit Stone you want." Wang Xiaozhu was anxious and angry, looking desperate. However, his only hand was dragged tightly by a middle-aged person in the village. Behind this middle-aged, there was a dumbfounded dog and his mother.

"Pillar, don't be impulsive." Degui opened the mouth and said, even though he was very angry in his heart.

They are poor in Yihao Village, where are the Spirit Stones, and everything is allowed to stand on them. Scared Witless saved the Immortal Cultivator. As soon as the Immortal Cultivator's front foot was gone, the horse thief came back. NS.

Wait, Immortal Cultivator, Spirit Stone...

Could it be?

Degui suddenly thought of something, and his face changed drastically.

At this moment, Goudan and his mother were also souls fiercely trembling, and the eyes of the family of three looked at each other tacitly.

"cough cough...this honorable uncle, old fogey, I have worked so hard all my life, and I have lived enough early. Today I borrowed your precious hand to beat me to death, which is considered an old man blessing, but your so-called snack , I really don’t have it. You just dig three feet in the ground, and it can’t be digged out. Please be merciful and forgive the children in the village.” The old village chief burst into tears. It doesn’t matter if he died, my poor dog. These young children, in their early ten years old, are the seedlings of Yihao Village who continue the incense.

"Fight." The mink thief said viciously, but the old fogey bones were quite hard.

One-eyed Wu San licked the blood on the whip, and with a big hand, the whip swept across the air, making snapping noises, and another blow on the village, causing the skin to crack.

"Hold on." Degui shouted, his voice trembling: "Master Ma, if you hand over the Spirit Stone, would you really let us go?"

Although I don't know what Qin Hao gave Whether the stone is the Spirit Stone in the mouth of the horse thief, after all, Degui doesn't know him at all, but at present he can only bet on giving medicine to a dead horse.

"Lao Tzu has been in the Dayao Mountain for decades, spitting a nail, a real man establishes the world, and faith is the first." The tone of the Mink Pirate's head is beyond doubt.

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Degui gritted his teeth, facing the cold-blooded horse thief, he had to muster his courage.

"Father." Gou Dan fluttered on Degui's lap and cried all of a sudden. He seemed to know that the tragedy in the village might be his fault.

"Son, don't cry." Degui stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the dog's face, swept across all the villagers with guilty eyes, turned around, and rushed back to the house.

When the mink thief saw this, he smiled and waved his hand, motioning his men not to stop him.

It didn’t take long for Degui to return, holding a basket. There are a few dirty stones in the basket. Although the stones are stained with a lot of black mud, they still can’t cover and emit. And the bright rays of light.

"I’m sorry, everyone, I don’t know what this is. The previous cultivator gave it to me. I just used it as a nice stone and used it to block the pigsty. , Alas..." Degui threw the basket to the ground and sighed deeply. If he had known it, he would not have watched that many people die.

Many villagers stared at Degui with anger on their faces. At this moment, they didn’t actually resent him in their hearts. Degui was an honest person and knew what his temper was. If you say hate, you can only hate the young cultivator. .

"big brother." Wu San picked it up from the scattered Spirit Stone and handed it to the thief excitedly.

"Well, it is indeed a Spirit Stone with high grade texture. Spiritual Qi is so abundant. Even I have never seen it before. We posted it this time." The thief held a Spirit Stone in his hand. , The eyes burst into the hot rays of light, and the joy on the face is self-evident.

"Huh." Degui relaxed his mouth, stepped forward and clenched his fist a few steps: "I'll give it all to you, let the village head go."

"Really all?" Staring at Degui with intimidation, Degui trembled: "All."

"hehe, okay." The thief's head waved at Wu San.

Pu chi!

Wu San stepped forward with a knife, piercing Degui's chest, the tip of the knife penetrated through the back, and the blood flowed along the knife.

"You..." Degui's eyes widened and his face was full of anger.

"It is unforgivable to hide the Spirit Stone on my site. I don't dig your ancestral grave. I have already left a way out. I still dare to negotiate terms with me?" The thief said coldly.

"Things that are not trustworthy." Degui roared hoarsely.

Peng!

Wu 3rd-layer kicked it with a heavy kick, took out the butcher knife, laughed heartily and pounced on the other villagers.

"Don't leave one." The mink thief waved his head.

In an instant, the bandits riding the tall horses ran wildly around the villagers like a whirlwind, one after another blade light cut off, and one after another head shot into the sky.

"Father." Looking at the blood-stained body falling into the snow, the dog's egg frame cracked.

"Run, run away." The mother of the dog madly pushed him out, using her body to block the weapon of a sword-wielding man. But in the next instant, she followed in the footsteps of her man.

In an instant, more than one hundred and fifty people in the village turned into corpses all over the ground.

"Big brother, this one is the only one left." Wu San's rough palm was pressed on top of the dog's head, and his small and thin body was lifted off the ground.

"Other people will search for me again, as for this bastard..." The thief glanced at the degui who had turned into a corpse, and saw the tattered blood hole in his chest, said with a sneer: "It's pitiful to be alone. Let's be kind and send this bastard to go with father."

"Good." Wu Santu raised his knife and pointed it at the head of the dog's egg. The blade was better than ice and snow. ruthless.

"I'll be a ghost and will not let you go." Dogdan kicked around with his feet, and screamed with his eyes closed tightly.

Pu chi!

The blade light was chopped off, blood spurted out, and the wind and snow got bigger and bigger, blocking the scene.

However, between Heaven and Earth, Wu San’s heart-piercing cries sounded, crying harder than a ghost, his majestic body staggered backwards for a while, and the arm holding the knife was neatly broken. Fall to the ground.

"What's going on." The wind and snow were too heavy, and the palm of the mink thief's head was waved vigorously, and then he fixed his eyes. There was a lone white hair in front of him, with a stiff figure, wrapped in shabby clothes. The blanket exudes extremely strong murderous aura.

The damned dog egg was held in the arms by this white-haired silhouette, but Wu San, who shot it, lay flat on the ground, not only broken his hand, but also rotten blood like a finger at the center of his eyebrows. hole.

In an instant, this bizarre scene shocked all horse thieves.

"Sorry, I'm late." Looking at the corpse everywhere, when Qin Hao's eyes fell on Degui, his emotions were extremely heavy.

"It's you." The mink thief's expression changed. He had seen Qin Hao before. This person gave an invisible signal of danger.

"wu wu...It's all you, because of you, my father, my mother, and the old village chief. They are all dead. Everyone in the village is dead." Dog Dan was crazy in Qin Hao's arms Hammering. Qin Hao unavoidably said: "I owe you, and I will not pay it off in this life. What can repay you is to do my best to meet all your requirements."

"Requirements? Do you think you Who is it, I want my parents to live, all the people alive, and I want all the murderers to pay for their lives, and I want them to die, can you do it? Can you do it?" Goudan yelled frantically write.

"The dead cannot be saved. The living, I can kill." Qin Hao's gaze fell on the mink thief, between Heaven and Earth, and the falling snow suddenly stopped, as if time was frozen, but then he saw A bunch of bloody magic flames burned up, burning harder and harder, and the temperature rising sharply reversed the climate in a blink of an eye.

gu lu!

The mink thief looked at the blood flames rising from Qin Hao. This was the color of flames he had never seen in his life. His eyelids throbbed, he swallowed hard, and gritted his teeth: "Immortal Cultivator."