kill the sky

The old man came out and looked at Qin Yin coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes.

After a while, the old man said: "You go."

"Old man, what happened here? Please explain clearly." Qin Yin did not leave, but looked at the old man sincerely.He felt that something should have happened in Sijue Village, and it should be related to him, and he didn't want to take the blame for it.

"Don't you know what you did yourself?"

"You murderer."

The old man didn't speak, and several passionate youths in the village had already jumped out and testified to Qin Yin.

"What murder? Say it clearly!" Qin Yin drank suddenly, with the threat of the soul, and the momentum was like a tide, and the villagers were indeed stunned.

They didn't know Qin Yin's real cultivation, only the old man guessed.

The villagers gave Qin Yin back one after another, thinking of the gap in cultivation level with him, their eyes dimmed and they were filled with indignation.

"Even if it's a god, so what, so many people in our Sijue village are united, can't he beat him?" A young man said stubbornly, not afraid of Qin Yin's oppression.

"Young people, don't be so impulsive. The cultivation of the gods is definitely beyond your imagination. That's not a difference in strength. The gods represent the will of the gods, and they can destroy a city with a single backhand." An elderly man faced the young man Persuade.

"I didn't kill anyone. Please make it clear and don't slander me." Qin Yin said coldly.

"What is this? Isn't it your hair?" A young man suddenly took out some strands of hair, shining with silver light, it was Qin Yin's unique silver hair.

With a swish, Qin Yin cut through the void, came to the side of the young man, grabbed the silver thread with one hand, observed it carefully, and said: "You just use this to say that I hurt the killer?"

"Isn't it?" the young man said without fear of Qin Yin's gaze.

"Look carefully." After Qin Yin finished speaking, there was a bang, and a ball of flames burned from his hand, making the silver thread rattle, but the silver thread seemed to be some kind of treasure, and it didn't burn out. There was thick black smoke coming out, which was very strange.

The villagers stared at this scene dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe it.

"This is animal spirit silk, which is produced by a beast, not my hair. If you don't believe me, you can compare it." Qin Yin pulled out a handful of hair and handed it to the young man to distribute among the crowd .

Like Qin Yin, the villagers controlled the divine fire in their hands, and the silver thread ignited in a flash, and then dissipated into white smoke in the air.

"It's really not you?" Although the old man still had doubts, he believed it somewhat.

"Old man, you should explain to me carefully, maybe I can help you find the real culprit." Qin Yin said.At the same time, he also felt that Qin Yin, usually in Sijue Village, rarely had contact with outsiders, let alone enmity, and it was understandable for everyone to blame him for a sudden death.

Just thinking of the three children of the Jiang family who disappeared at the same time, could there be a connection between these two incidents?

The old man brought Qin Yin to a thatched hut. The huts here are almost the same. Except for the simple bed, there are a pile of stone implements. At the moment, beside the stone implements, there are a few shining silver sticks. hair.

In the dim light, even Qin Yin himself almost suspected that it was his own hair.

What the hell is going on?Could it be that someone wants to blame him?

Then Qin Yin shook his head and denied his conjecture.

In the God Realm, the only outsiders he knew were the Jiang clan. If they wanted to harm him, there was no need to set up this trap.

"Old man, do you think this matter has something to do with Zishan?" Qin Yin said.

"Purple Mountain?" A frightened light flashed in the old man's eyes, he looked at Qin Yin tremblingly, and said, "Why do you say that?"

"To tell the truth to the old man, I didn't come here alone, but brought a family across. They live in Zishan now." Qin Yin and the old man confessed.

"What?!" The old man was even more surprised. He frowned deeply, and after a while, he said, "Could it be that during these two days, some of them entered the Purple Mountain?"

Qin Yin nodded and said, "Exactly."

The old man sighed and said, "The prophecy has finally come true."

Qin Yin said: "What prophecy?"

The old man looked at the pile of stone tools and murmured: "That man is actually the benefactor of our Sijue Village. After we rescued him that day, Sijue Village suffered a great blow, and it was all up to him to help us resist. Then he began to teach us villagers how to make weapons."

"How to refine the weapon?" Qin Yin was surprised and said aloud.

"Yes, not all of the stone tools you saw were left behind by that person. Some of them were the handicrafts of our villagers themselves, and they were deliberately mixed together to deceive people." The old man said.

"Does this have something to do with Zishan?" Qin Yin continued to ask.

"These stones are all moved from Zishan." The old man took out a stone and split it with his palm, revealing a layer of purple brilliance, "These stones have natural Dao patterns hidden in them, and they are the supreme carving tools." quality."

"Why did the old man tell me all this?" Qin Yin was a little strange. The old man had been keeping his mouth shut before, as if he wanted to rot all these secrets in his stomach, but now he confides his heart to him, which makes him have a bad feeling .

"I've told you so much, so I naturally want your help. You've entered the game, but you can't avoid it anymore." The old man's voice seemed to contain a kind of secret, as if destined in the dark, and could not be violated.

Qin Yin felt a sudden chill in the sky and earth, rushing in from the bottom of his feet.

He hastily pinched the Taixuan Diamond Seal with his hands, maintained the indestructible heart of the Vajra, circulated the Taixuan True Qi, and drove away the cold air.

The old man gave Qin Yin a strange look, as if he was surprised that he could dispel the cold air.But after a long time, the old man sighed deeply again: "Fortune and misfortune, it has already been predestined in the dark, the destiny is irresistible by manpower."

A gust of cold air suddenly rose again, and it came from all directions, piercing towards Qin Yin's body fiercely.

Qin Yin shuddered, still maintaining the posture of pinching the Vajra Seal, Taixuan Zhenqi was rolling and flowing in his body, even though the cold air entered his body, he was unwavering like a Vajra.

"My life is the destiny of heaven. I can rule for myself. If the sky hinders me, I will kill the sky!"

Boom!

A phantom suddenly appeared from Qin Yin's back, exactly like him, and chopped off with a wave of his hand, all the cold air in his body was pulled away by him, kneaded into a ball, and melted away in an instant.

The old man's face suddenly changed, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

(To be continued)