Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"who is he?"

"No matter who he is, whoever kills us must die!"

"superior!"

Fang Zheng's actions did not frighten the villagers, but instead aroused the murderous intention in their hearts, and immediately several people roared and rushed towards them.

These villagers were infected by the death energy and were actually no longer alive.

But a half-dead man!

The vitality in their bodies was frozen, so they could still move even after their throats were slashed and their hearts were punctured.

The death energy exploded, and his physical body was comparable to that of a martial artist.

In addition, they are not afraid of pain, do not care about life and death, and have large numbers, so ordinary caravans are no match for them.

Even the masters of martial arts will fall into trouble in this village.

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Zheng waved his sleeves lightly, and a curved arc of lightning passed over the rushing people.

As the lightning passed by, several people's bodies froze, and the dead energy in their bodies was swept away by the most powerful thunder.

The physical body was turned into powder under the explosion of lightning, and was blown away by the wind.

how come?

Hong Cunzheng looked horrified and turned around to run away.

But it's too late!

"Crash..."

As Fang Zheng performed the secret with one hand, the true energy in his body turned into chains and whizzed out, rushing towards the crowd and into the village.

The chains were like flexible snakes, following the dead breath across the long streets and windows, tying up all the villagers one by one.

In the blink of an eye.

Hundreds of people in Hongjia Village were tied up in chains and hung high in the air.

Viewed from a distance, it looks like a huge spider web spread out in the void, with many prey attached to it.

No one can escape!

Even the strongest Hongcun was powerless in front of the chain.

"ah!"

"Put me down!"

"Spare your life! Spare your life!"

The villagers yelled in panic, some begging for mercy and some threatening, but Fang Zheng ignored them.

"senior!"

Qin Baotou narrowly escaped death, his heart was relieved, and he held his hands in a serious tone:

"Thanks for the help!"

Although the other party looked young, he knew that all these masters were old monsters.

"Um."

Fang Zheng raised his head and looked at the villagers, and said lightly:

"Are you from Xuantian Dao?"

The martial arts skills of these people have the shadow of Xuantian Dao Fei Bu Tiangang, but they are just shadows.

"That's right."

Qin Captou looked ashamed:

"I don't have enough talent. I have never truly become a disciple of Xuantian Dao. I can only be an outer disciple and work for the court."

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

With his strength, he would naturally not take Qin Bao and the others seriously, but martial arts masters of this age are not bad at all.

Unable to formally worship Xuantian Dao?

I'm afraid it's not because Xuantian Dao's threshold is high, but it could be for other reasons, or simply because someone is deliberately making things difficult.

Xuan Tiandao's reputation has become worse and worse in recent years, not without reason.

"A ghost king is involved here, I can handle it." After thinking about it, he spoke slowly:

"There are some women imprisoned in the backyard of the second house in the south of the village. After you rescue them, go back to the city to do business."

"yes."

Chief Qin responded, hesitating for a moment and said:

"May I ask what you call me, senior?"

"My surname is Fang."

Fang Zheng opened his mouth:

"The Founder of Gu'an County."

Um?

Qin Captou looked confused at first, then his eyes widened.

"Gu'an County Founder, you are not..."

"Junior understands!"

Fang Zheng, a martial arts master from Gu'an County who disappeared decades ago, was still an infant at that time.

"senior."

He pursed his lips and whispered:

"My strength is low, but my hands and feet are quick. So many people may be of use to me."

"It's better..."

"Leave two people?"

?

Fang Zheng glanced at him and nodded slowly:

"That's fine."

"senior."

At this time, the gorgeously dressed woman also came over, bowed and said with red eyes:

"May I ask if my husband...has ever been killed?"

"The village does not imprison men." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"I'm afraid he has been killed."

"ah!"

The woman's delicate body shook, and her face was filled with sadness. Although she knew that there was little hope, she was still desperate in her heart.

…………

Back mountain.

The square figure appeared in front of an altar.

The altar uses stone as its base, several special woods and animal bones to construct ritual rituals, and is engraved with inscriptions.

I don't know how many people's blood has been contaminated, and the base is black and shiny.

A strange headless sculpture stood in the middle, and the entire altar was filled with an evil and ferocious atmosphere.

"How dare you sacrifice to the evil god!"

Qin Captou looked gloomy:

"These villagers are so brave!"

Sacrifice to evil gods and conspiracy are the same crimes, and they are both major crimes for the Nine Clan, which means that everyone in this village deserves to die.

Actually,

The people in the village have long since died.

"Evil God..."

Fang Zheng was thoughtful:

"Is this really the method of sacrifice?"

As far as he knows, only the White Lotus Sect in the world still has the method of offering sacrifices, and the others are all fake.

Not even major sects such as Yama Luo Sect and Xuantian Dao.

It’s not that I haven’t come into contact with it, but as a human race, sacrificing sacrifices to gods is an evil method and will be destroyed if encountered.

No one would think of saving it.

now.

A real sacrifice appears here!

Of course, Qin Captou didn't understand the meaning.

"senior."

Xiaolan asked in a low voice:

"What's going on with these villagers?"

At this time, the others had returned to Fucheng, but Qin Baotou and his apprentice Xiaolan stayed behind to help.

Mainly because he wanted to establish a relationship with Fang Zheng.

"This place originally had this seal, which was a ghost king suppressed by a senior hundreds of years ago."

Fang Zheng looked up:

"The formation should seal the power of the ghost king, and then use the power of heaven and earth to refine the ghost energy until it disappears."

"If it doesn't work, after its cultivation is weakened, future generations will take action to eliminate it!"

"But for some reason, this ghost king actually affected the formation and caused his aura to leak out."

"The air of death infects the mountain village, turning the people of this village into its puppets and providing them with food."

"I understand." Xiaolan clapped her hands:

"That's why these villagers attack passing pedestrians and caravans. It turns out they are looking for food for the Ghost King."

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded slowly.

The process is roughly like this.

However, who exactly was suppressed and banned by Jiu Yuanzi and why there was no clue left in his memory.

How does the other party control the formation that blocks itself and influence people outside?

Why is there a way to worship evil gods here?

These are all mysteries for now.

"senior."

Qin Captou said:

"What are you going to do?"

"Since it can't come out, there are naturally ways." Fang Zheng smiled lightly and raised his hand to make a move not far away.

Hundreds of villagers were tied up there.

Infected by the energy of death, these people appear to be alive and sane, but in fact they are all puppets of sealed ghosts.

The body is theoretically dead.

They don't even remember what happened a few days ago, and they provide tribute to the ghosts day after day, year after year.

As Fang Zheng waved, a person couldn't help but move forward.

Ecstasy!

Fang Zheng gestured with his fingers in the void, and a spiritual talisman appeared out of thin air and then penetrated into the person's body.

Making a talisman in the air?

Isn't this Wuzong?

Xiaolan looked surprised, and then saw the man who planted the magic talisman's eyes darken, and his whole person became confused.

"go."

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to signal the other party to enter the cave ahead.

The man walked stiffly towards the cave, sinking into the darkness step by step until there was no movement at all.

Fang Zhan looked deep in thought, as if he was sensing something. After waiting for a moment, he waved to the crowd again.

this time,

Two people came.

"Possessed by divine thoughts!"

"Five Thunder Curse!"

"go!"