Eternal Devil

Chapter 717 Returning to Huashen Village

The green fields are like a green ocean.

The breeze blew, and the wheat swayed gently.

"Young man, you can come and see me when you are free..."

Eight years ago, on a snowy day, an old man with a kind face and a kind smile said this to Daosheng.

"Hua Shen Village..." Dao Sheng spit out these three words from his mouth softly.

Back then, when he was still a teenager, he came to Huashen Village and listened to Senior Li Tian's words.

The reason why this village is called Huashen Village is because a character at the level of Huashen appeared in this village!
He recalled how he felt when he came here.

He still remembers that he looked at the village with awe and yearning at that time!

At that time, he felt that if his cultivation base was raised to the level of transforming gods, he would be satisfied!
Before he knew it, eight years had passed, and his cultivation had already far surpassed the state of transforming gods.

It all seemed like a dream.

At this moment, Daosheng has infinite sighs.

"Is that old urchin still there?" Daosheng couldn't help but smile when he thought of that old guy. He walked forward step by step, passing through the green fields.

The figure flickered and appeared on a big tree like a ghost.

Looking at the big and small huts in front of him, the rising white smoke, and the smell full of rural atmosphere, Daosheng couldn't help being taken aback.

Eight years have passed, and no matter how chaotic the outside world is, Huashen Village is still as usual, as if nothing happened, and it feels like a paradise.

This Huashen Village always gives Daosheng a feeling, as if this village does not belong to the God Continent at all!

Compared with coming here eight years ago, Daosheng's state of mind has changed drastically.

Ahead, a fog shrouded the entire Huashen Village.

Daosheng knew that this was a formation, if he didn't understand the formation, if he walked over like this, he might be trapped here.

With one step, Daosheng easily walked to Huashen Village.

He is an advanced formation master, it is really easy to break this formation.

When a villager saw Daosheng, he was shocked and was about to shout out.

Daosheng quickly said: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person!"

The villager looked at Daosheng carefully, surprised again and again, as if he didn't know how he got through this fog, and asked, "How did you get in?"

Daosheng smiled and said, "That's how I came here."

"Come here?" Hearing this, the villager looked at Daosheng as if he had seen a ghost.

That fog is a powerful formation that can trap powerful monks in it.The young man in front of him actually walked over?Who would believe it?

Daosheng didn't care about the eyes of the villagers.

Most of these villagers are simple and straightforward, but they have good intentions.

He looked up and found that the big black clock on the high tower was missing. He couldn't help but frowned and asked, "What about the broken soul clock?"

"Soul clock? Uh?" The villagers looked at Daosheng with bewildered faces when they heard this.

How did this guy know that clock's name?

"How did you know?"

Daosheng didn't pay attention to the village name, but said in a anxious voice: "I ask you, where is the clock?"

As if feeling Daosheng's anxiety, or out of his own heart, the villagers bluntly said: "As early as three years ago, this clock disappeared!"

call!
As soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked to find that the young man in front of him had disappeared.

How is this going?

Hell?
The villager almost passed out, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him!
Could it be that the youth will be invisible?
Death Mountain.

In Daosheng's memory, the Death Mountain was said to be dead and silent, but there were precious spiritual herbs growing inside.

There are four-leaf golden flowers, resplendent grass jelly, proud purple golden flowers, hundred flowers, soul wood trees, etc. on Death Mountain.

In Daosheng's memories, he had seen giant umbrella-like mushrooms emitting divine light, ginseng the size of a finger, and many, many other extremely precious things.

If these things are put up for auction, they will definitely sell for a good price.

It is estimated that there must be at least a million super-grade spirit stones.

Walking in the mountain of death, Dao Sheng's complexion became more and more gloomy, his eyes were like stagnant water, he found that what he saw now was completely different from what he saw eight years ago.

Today's Death Mountain is exactly as its name suggests, the surrounding area is dead silent, and there is no elixir at all.

The surroundings are filled with dead air, and these dead airs condense together, like a demon walking out of hell, terrifyingly terrifying.

Walking all the way up, Daosheng saw a familiar figure from behind, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Old naughty boy, long time no see, do you miss me?"

With excitement, Dao Sheng's hand lightly patted the old man's shoulder.

Gollum!

The old man's head fell down like a watermelon.

Daosheng's complexion changed instantly, he was as pale as white paper, and he found that the old man in front of him was no longer alive.

In other words, the old urchin died.

Looking at the old man's back, looking at the sharp sword stabbed into the ground, and looking at the two Yin-Yang clocks in front of him, two lines of tears flowed from Daosheng's eyes instantly.

He thought of the happy days with the old urchin.

Unexpectedly, the old naughty boy is dead now.

Who killed the old urchin?
Daosheng looked at the dead old urchin, his blood-red eyes were about to burst into anger.

The old naughty boy was kind to him, and the old naughty boy even gave him a hundred alchemy furnace!
To be honest, that Hundred Alchemy Furnace saved Dao Sheng's life several times!
Without the Hundred Alchemy Furnace, Dao Sheng might have died long ago.

There are corpses around, the two yin and yang clocks are covered with blood, and the headless corpse is also covered with a lot of blood, and the bark-like hand is tightly held.

At this moment, Daosheng was in a bad mood.

On the mountain of death, there is no one else but him.

His figure looked a little lonely, and his face was full of sadness.

The old urchin who was once present has now become a dead man.

What happened that year?Why did the old urchin die?

Looking at the tightly clenched left hand of the corpse, Daosheng squatted down, stretched out his hand, and blasted the old man into the ground with surging spiritual power. He put the old man into the ground, erected a tombstone, and carved a few big characters with the blood bone sword, Just left.

Just then, a gust of wind blew.

The sky suddenly changed!
On the mountain of death, small silver snakes were constantly swimming in the dark clouds, shooting out silvery rays of light.

A large black smoke followed, and there were strange creatures there.

Taking a closer look, Daosheng found a group of skeletons holding white banners, stepping on black clouds of smoke, white bones glowing, roaring towards them, the turbulent spiritual power condensed together, like the roar of wild beasts.

"Bone Race..." Looking at this scene, this word quickly appeared in Daosheng's mind.

Bone Race, obviously this black smoke is formed by the Bone Race!
Bone Race, this is a powerful race, this race is born bloodthirsty, cruel to the extreme!
In this black smoke, there is a Bone Race monk with an extremely strange appearance!

The left half of his body is made up of flesh, while the right half is made up of white bones.

One side of his face is flesh and blood, while the other side is covered with black smoke, one bright eye is like a star, while the other eye is lifeless, lifeless, like stinking stagnant water.

The left side of his face looks very young and sunny, while the right side seems to be a ghost.

It seems that the left side of him represents light, while the right side carries darkness.

This is a very weird Bone Race.

The combination of the two makes him even more weird.

"It was you who killed him?" Dao Sheng's voice suddenly turned cold as he stared at the young man above.

"Yes!" said the Bone Race youth, his voice was very flat, and said: "This old man killed a lot of my Bone Race, damn it!"

Turning the subject, he stared at Daosheng firmly, sniffed a few times, and showed a cruel smile: "I smell the Bone Race disciples' breath on your body! Obviously, you have to die too!"

Dao Sheng's eyes were about to burst into flames, he looked deeply at the young man who was like many stars holding the moon, and shouted: "I don't care what status you have in the Bone Race! If you moved my Ni Lin today, you will Die!"

"Hahaha! Don't be ashamed! A mere human, will I be afraid of you?" The Bone Race youth was extremely arrogant, looking at Daosheng, his eyes flashed with disdain.

Daosheng didn't pay attention to the other party's words. With a move of his divine sense, he grabbed the void with his right hand, picked up the blood bone sword from it, raised his head, his eyes became much colder, as sharp as a sword , able to pierce the hearts of others!

"go to hell!"

Knowing that the Bone Race youth in front of him was the murderer who killed the old naughty boy, Dao Sheng stopped talking nonsense with him and used the eighth level of the Blood Bone Dark Sword!
Daosheng in a state of anger is undoubtedly the scariest!

Coming up is a strong move!
An astonishing sword energy shot out from the Blood Bone Nether Sword, waves of sword energy swept away like sharp blades, and landed on those Bone Race disciples, turning their white bones into powder.

However, this move is of no great use to the Bone Race youth!

The Bone Race youth was powerful, he grabbed the void with his right hand, and took out an antique long sword.

This sword is very different from ordinary swords, but it is somewhat similar to Daosheng's blood bone ghost sword.

This long sword is also made of bones.

If Daosheng's sword was made of blood-colored bones, then the long sword in the hands of the Bone Race youth was made of gray bones.

One represents killing, and the other represents darkness, as if there is no ray of light in sight.

Clang!

The two long swords collided together, sparking dazzling sparks.

During the battle, Daosheng was shocked to find that he had muttered about the strength of the Bone Race youth!

"Cultivation at the second level of the Heavenly God Realm?" Feeling that the other party's spiritual power was nearly fifty times greater than his own, Dao Sheng frowned, pinched the Ling Jue without hesitation, and a golden light burst out from his eyes, as if Two little golden suns.

"The holy spirit decides!"

In an instant, his cultivation was raised by one level, directly reaching the first level of the Heavenly God Realm!
(End of this chapter)