The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2484 The scarlet flower of death falls

The sickle blade, which was thick with black mist, exuded a cold breath, and there were bursts of evil spirits on it, and the blood was soaring to the sky.

And at the moment when the scythe blade appeared, a depressive atmosphere dissipated in an instant, and the villagers couldn't breathe well. Their eyes widened in horror, and their hearts jumped suddenly. also numb

It was as if above their heads, there was a pair of eyes of a huge ferocious beast staring at them, as if the next moment, the ferocious beast would pounce on them and tear them apart.

Even so, the villagers did not retreat.

Once they retreat, those who leave will definitely be found.

In order to protect their wives and children, they put their own life and death aside.

The anger in the heart of the little man in black was like that monstrous ocean wave, rolling endlessly.

In these people, he was insulted and his face was lost at that moment, as if he was torn off by someone, thrown to the ground and trampled to pieces.

He wanted to wash away his shame, and the only thing that could wash away his shame was blood, and his eyes instantly turned scarlet.

The already crimson lips became even more scarlet, like a vampire who had just drunk blood.

The little Heipaoren took a few steps forward with a ferocious arc on his mouth and a distorted face. He raised the crescent moon blade and flashed a cold light in the air, and then he swung it down, and a black light flashed , a touch of scarlet, like the flower of death that suddenly drifted away, scattered all over the ground.

Following the underground passage at an extremely fast speed, under the leadership of Mrs. Cheng, the group of people heading towards the Dragon Burial Valley suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Their eyelids jumped in unison, and an inexplicable panic surged in their hearts.

Among them was a slightly fat woman who suddenly turned pale, clutching her heart, gasping for breath, her eyes were somewhat dull.

She turned her head to look at the aisle when she came, and the end of the aisle at this moment was pitch black.

She was standing under the dim light at the moment, and on the other side was the person she wanted to see, but that person was like the dark passage in front of her at this moment, falling into darkness forever.

She was still holding a red swaddle in her arms, inside was a little doll who was sleeping soundly, but at this moment the little doll frowned, its two little faces also wrinkled into a little bun, and burst into tears.

Everyone's hearts were instantly lifted.

Maybe it's because their small town borders on the Dragon Burial Valley, and they rely on the Dragon Burial Valley for their lives, which caused their bodies to change. As long as one person in every household has an accident, the family members will definitely feel it.

And now it looks like this...

The chubby woman's eyes turned red instantly.

But she held back her tears, and just rolled them in her eyes. She took a deep breath, turned her head directly, and squeezed out a trembling voice from between her teeth.

"Miss Cheng, let's hurry up and leave, we can't live up to the delay they gave us."

The color of blood invaded the earth like a river.

One after another, the clansmen died before the eyes of the old mayor.

The old mayor fainted again and again when these tribesmen died. When he woke up again, he wished he could die immediately. He regrets it now. A group of practitioners were welcomed in their town. Those practitioners are very strong, but these practitioners are different from the current people, they are very enthusiastic.

When they were leaving, one of the cultivators told him to change the plaques of the ancestors in the ancestral hall. Putting those things here would cause trouble.

At the time, he didn't care, but now...

So it was his fault that he killed the clansman, he was a sinner in the village, if he had listened to those people...

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

Originally, there were dozens of people in their small town, except for the men who were evacuated and stayed behind, they were all strong laborers of each family, and they were the heads of the family.

(End of this chapter)