It is close to Mobei Village. It can be seen that the village is crowded with people and is very lively.

A man covered in a black robe with fog in the sky, condescending to his height. The black mist lingered all over his body, revealing a pale face.

Zhang Xiaohua pulled Qian Duoduo to the front of the crowd and said to Mr. Chen, "Grandpa, Village Chief, I have picked up Qian Duoduo."

Qian Duoduo twitched his lips and bowed to Mr. Chen and said, "Grandpa, I'm back, are you okay?"

He paused, pointed to the sky and said, "He is the immortal master?"

Mr. Chen nodded slightly and shook his head, shaking his lips but making no sound.

Then he bowed to the man in black robe in the sky and said, "I wonder if my fellow Taoist sect, what's the matter with our Mobei Village?"

The man in black robe sneered: "Does mortals nowadays stop bowing to their worship when they see monks?"

The man in black robe has visited mortal towns many times. When those mortals saw him, they recited immortals and bowed to him three times and nine times.

Shouldn’t mortals have such expressions and actions when they have to see the true appearance of immortals?

He didn't expect that Mobei Village was really an exception. He didn't see any fear in their eyes, and was surprised except curiosity.

Everyone was very dissatisfied when they heard this. A villager shouted: "Our Mobei Village only kneels down to worship the Immortal Star in the sky, and only respects Xuejian Mountain in the east. What are you?"

"Well said, Super Brother!"

"Brother Chao is a good one!"

Some villagers began to agree.

These people in Mobei Village have never been to the outside world. In their consciousness, only the immortal masters in the mountains deserve respect and kneeling down. It is not surprising that they have such confidence, after all, the great sect hides in the mountains.

People in Mobei Village can often see the crisscrossing sword marks in the sky. They are the immortal masters of Xuejian Villa driving swords.

So, although it is a hundred miles away, who dares to commit a rash under Xuejian Mountain?

The man in black robe looked at the mountains that were towering into the sky in the northeast. A deep look of fear appeared on his face, but then disappeared. He looked at the group of mortals who were chattering with the chirping, and a burst of fire suddenly rose, and a harsh harsh flashed through his eyes.

Qian Duoduo was the first to notice his strangeness. He suddenly felt a murderous aura on the man in the black robe, a bit like the aura of a sword formation in a dream, but it was not as good as the case.

He could not describe this strange feeling, but he felt relieved when he looked at the silly people and the village chief. Perhaps it was his own illusion.

"Then who, don't think you feel great if you ride a fog?" At this time, the man named Chao heard the villagers' echoes and continued to speak.

Mr. Chen was shocked when he heard this and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Everyone heard the roar of wind, and the man in black robe stood among the crowd.

Immediately, when he saw his palm stretching out, the villager named Chao who was just talking was sucked in front of him. Black fog instantly enveloped his whole body, and then a scream came.

The crowd was shocked and retreated.

In an instant, the black fog dissipated, and a bloody skeleton fell to the ground, shocking.

The scene suddenly became quiet! The villagers looked at the man in black robe with pale faces and looked at the man in black robe with fear.

"Dad!!!" A sad cry broke the calm.

Wang Shier's eyes were red, and he screamed and was about to go up and fight to the death, but Uncle Tian hugged him and covered his mouth tightly. Tears kept pouring out from the corners of Wang Shier's eyes.

"You...demon! Aren't you afraid of the immortal masters on the mountain?" After a while, the village chief Chen Erye said tremblingly.

"Kill, kill!"

The crowd was in an uproar and was about to flee, but found that they could not move at all. The black fog was already wrapped around their feet, as strong as shackles.

The children cried like a wave. Qian Duoduo stood behind the village chief in fear.

Just now, he witnessed Uncle Chao suddenly transforming from a vivid life into a shocking skeleton.

For the first time he saw such a bloody and cruel scene, this huge fear filled his heart.

Zhang Xiaohua grabbed his arm tightly, her face pale.

The man in black robe admired the fearful expressions of mortals and roared helplessly, very satisfied. Then he suddenly shouted, "Don't move if you don't want to die!"

The crowd slowly calmed down, and even the crying children were covered by the adults' mouths.

"Listen! I am the world-class person in the Fog Shadow Sect, Kurosawa."

The villagers looked confused.

"I came for the immortal fire! I hand over the immortal fire in your hands and you can never die." The man in black robe said sternly.

"What is the fire that is not dead? We don't know, we don't." The villagers said in panic.

"oh?"

Kurozawa smiled and waved his sleeves. The black mist dissipated, and Yibing's skeleton scepter appeared in his pale hands.

He looked at the crowd and said cruelly: "If you don't have it, just go to die!"

"Slow down!" Mr. Chen shouted in a hurry.

Then he stepped forward and bowed and said, "Do not be angry, don't commit killing anymore!"

Kurosawa put down his scepter, looked at him with interest, and said slightly mocking: "Just because of you, a monk who is a first-time learning period?"

Mr. Chen said, "It's true that the old man was an outer disciple of Xuejian Villa. He knew that there was no hope of breaking through, so he hid in Mobei Village."

He paused and continued, "And I have sent a message to inform the elders of the sect. It is still time for fellow Taoists to leave now."

The villagers were overjoyed, and Qian Duoduo also looked full of joy.

Kurosawa frowned and said coldly: "Dare you threaten me?"

I saw Kurosawa waved his hand and a strong wind blew, and Mr. Chen vomited blood and flew out.

"Grandpa!" Qian Duoduo shouted, but could not move. He could only roar at Kurosawa with anger, "Why did you kill people without grudges?"

"Why! Why!" He yelled angrily, no longer timid.

"Immortal fire...I have it! I have it!!!"

Kurosawa was overjoyed, and then his face suddenly changed. Qian Duoduo rolled up and turned into a ball of black mist and left.

......

A moment later, a sword energy soared into the sky came to the sky, and it was covered in white.

A large area of ​​monks descended on Mobei Village, and the real white clothes were as white as snow. Their clothes were embroidered with exquisite small swords, which were the immortal masters from Xuejian Villa.

Seven people came to Xuejian Villa, to be precise, there were five men and one woman, and a girl of the same age as Duoduo.

The villagers bowed and shook their heads and cried: "Please make the decision for us!"

A handsome man from Fengshen said loudly: "I am Bai Duoduo, the eldest disciple of the owner of Xuejian Villa. I came here after hearing the news. What happened?"

With the help of everyone, Mr. Chen Er stepped forward and bowed, saying, "External disciple Chen Er, have seen several immortals."

Then Mr. Chen suddenly knelt on the ground and said heartbrokenly: "The Kurosawa of the Mist Shadow Sect killed the villager Wang Chao and kidnapped my grandson Qian Duoduo! Please help the immortal!"
Chapter completed!