Nine thousand years old

Ming Li also felt that he had something to do with that tree, so the two simply followed those people out.

The golden light spots gradually converged in one place, and Ming Li hugged him and flew to the tower of the village. Li Siyuan had never seen such a scene before, and was speechless for a while.

And soon he noticed something strange, frowned and said, "No one in the village is here."

That's right, these people who went out of the village were all members of the crew without exception, and none of them were villagers of the village.

Li Siyuan frowned: "Remind us to go back to the room early... Could it be their fault?"

Ming Li led him to jump forward to another house, and said: "Go and see where they are going first."

Li Siyuan didn't understand, a large group of them came to film with great fanfare, it's impossible for the people here not to know that if something happened to them, there would be big trouble.

So what's going on?

The two followed these people all the way, and they found that they were heading towards the village in Li Siyuan's dream.

Although Li Siyuan didn't remember the direction they were going at that time, Mingli did, so they soon took the first step to the stone where they had been before.

Li Siyuan turned his head and looked down, different from the dream, this place is old and dilapidated, with no lights, the dead tree stood quietly in the center of the village, and the huge branches spread out above the village.

It seems to hold up a barrier for the village.

Ming Li stared at the tree a few times, a wave of heartbeat-like vibration spread in the air, knocking him back a few steps.

Li Siyuan couldn't feel it, so he quickly supported Mingli: "Are you all right?"

Ming Li shook his head and said, "It's repelling me."

Li Siyuan glanced at the dead tree, and couldn't help asking: "Who?"

Ming Li said, "Spiritual Formation."

Li Siyuan was a little disappointed for no reason, he thought it was the tree.

After waiting for a few breaths, the crew went to the village in a row. They could see these people scattered, operating like the ghosts in the previous dream.

Each of them had small gold dots on their bodies, but Li Siyuan could vaguely see them clearly. They didn't go until they saw Jian Le took out a set of tattered clothes from the shabby house and put them on.

Li Siyuan walked in front of him, wanting to tear down the ragged clothes: "It's so dirty, don't wear it, maybe there are some germs!"

He fought hard with Jian Le, then turned to ask Ming Li: "Brother Ming, how can you wake them up?"

Ming Li's complexion is not good, this spirit formation has existed for many years, obviously already has a weak self-awareness, and strongly rejects him.

"Look for the eyes." Mingli's dragon spirit trembled, Lingzhen fought with him for a while, probably because he thought it was not worthwhile, so he didn't bother him again.

But it still made Mingli feel a little irritated.

Li Siyuan didn't let go, and grabbed Jian Le's clothes to prevent them from leaving: "How do I find them?"

Ming Li stepped forward to help him carry Jian Le out: "See what they are going to do."

Li Siyuan didn't quite understand, Mingli explained: "The spirit formation is mysterious, so we can't act rashly. Let's see the purpose of this spirit formation and play by ear."

Li Siyuan didn't want Mingli to get hurt, so he naturally listened to him, but he still asked him uneasy: "Are you really okay, don't fool me, if there is a problem, let's get out first and then find a solution."

Ming Li raised his lips and looked back at him: "It's really fine, trust me."

Only then did Li Siyuan feel relieved.

But Jian Le was not honest, struggling desperately, Li Siyuan simply asked him to put on the rags, and the two sat together, watching the crew doing all kinds of strange things, busy in the village.

Not long after, everyone wore a simple piece of clothing. Although it was tattered, one could vaguely see the exquisiteness of the clothing.

Ming Li squinted his eyes slightly, always feeling that the lines on it were special.

At this time, everyone had already come to the tree and formed a circle, with Chen Li's family walking in the front, chanting some incomprehensible local dialect, which made Li Siyuan shiver.

Because Chen Li's family is a native of Shandong, how could they say such things.

This group of people were like wooden stakes, the two of them looked at it for a while, and felt that something was wrong.

"Sacrifice?"

Li Siyuan guessed that their movements seemed to be offering gifts to the tree, and then they kneeled neatly on the ground and kowtowed to the tree.

But Ming Li faintly understood, frowned and pulled Li Siyuan up: "Too bad, we can't let them finish it."

Li Siyuan was pulled up suddenly, still a little dazed, he was also anxious, but he didn't know how to help.

Ming Li took out the Yin Bing Order, and was about to call out the Yin soldiers to trap those people, but at this moment the whole village suddenly shone brightly, Li Siyuan was startled, and saw a group of formation spirits of different shapes appearing, surrounding them.

Exactly the ones in his dreams.

While the sacrifice over there was still going on, Ming Li frowned, looked at the Yin Bing Order in his hand and said, "They won't come out."

He quickly activated the Yin Bing Order again, and the Yin Bing Order showed a light, but there was no shadow of the Yin Bing Order.

Ming Li frowned, thinking about the light on the Yin Bing Order, and then looked at those shining formation spirits.

His heart trembled slightly, just for a moment, his Yin Bingling had the same aura as this spirit formation.

But Li Siyuan didn't understand, only seeing Mingli's face change, he frowned and looked at the surrounding spirits, feeling that something was going wrong.

Ming Li stared at those array spirits, and his heart became clear instantly.

Who can set up such a spirit formation, who can force the undead to stay in the world and turn them into spirit formations, and who can deter all ghosts and order the Yin soldiers...

Ming Li sneered, put the Yin Bing Ling back and waved countless golden threads, binding those who were still offering sacrifices.

And when he moved like this, those spirits rushed up ferociously, the speed was extremely fast, Li Siyuan watched helplessly as a spirit whose head had been split by a knife rushed towards him.

And the next moment, he was brought to the sky by a burst of golden mist, Mingli turned into a dragon body, and the huge golden dragon swam in the sky, opening its mouth to spit out a cloud of lightning.

Li Siyuan was riding on the dragon's head, with two huge dragon horns supporting him, Ming Li's movements were large, but he was still sitting on his head steadily, without any sign of tilting, on the contrary, he sat very firmly.

He lowered his head, and saw where they were originally. There was a cold person all over his body. That person was wearing a black and white robe, and the iron chains around him were infinitely stretched, and he was fighting with those spirits.

Impermanence's face remained unchanged, and he concentrated on dealing with these formation spirits. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. These formation spirits are very powerful, not like ordinary cultivation ghosts. His movements were much slower.

And Mingli walked in the sky, roaring and knocking back the surrounding spirits, Li Siyuan's ears seemed to be covered with a layer of water waves, and he was not even half shaken by the sound.

When the fight was chaotic, the kid in red smiled at Li Siyuan from afar.

The voice came straight through, and Li Siyuan unconsciously looked at him, the kid opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Li Siyuan wanted to turn his face away, but he was shackled like another pair of hands holding his face, the kid was still talking, obviously so far away, but the voice reached his ears little by little.

You finally came.

Li Siyuan stared at him, stood up abruptly, Mingli was startled, and immediately turned into a human form and hugged him in his arms.

"Yuanyuan?"

Ming Li looked at him anxiously, turned his head to look at the kid who was still repeating those five words, his eyes burst with hostility, and he waved a ball of lightning at the kid.

The kid couldn't dodge in time, he was thrown far away, Li Siyuan wanted to catch up immediately, his mind was in a mess, as if a hand reached in and grabbed him.

The little ghost looked miserable, and was picked up by another spirit and ran away.

Impermanence is the object of siege, these spirits will not tire and will not die, which is a headache.

Ming Li also found out that the situation was wrong, so he wanted to grab those people and leave the valley first, but the spirit array would not let them go, several array spirits immediately stepped forward and turned into ropes to pull a large group of people.

Ming Li was flying in the sky, while Wu Chang was on the ground holding back some formation spirits, they were stuck in a stalemate for a while, and no one seemed to be defeated.

At this moment, Li Siyuan's eyes became more and more blurred, and he looked at everyone in a daze.

Suddenly his body lightened and he changed into a strange state. He was clearly held in Ming Li's arms, but he could clearly see everything in this place, including himself.

He could also see that the towering tree seemed to emit green light spots, and within a few miles around the tree, the entire valley was one pillar after another connected to the sky.

What's even more strange is that the clouds in the sky are leisurely, as bright and clear as in daytime.

Li Siyuan knew that he was drifting away, he flew to the valley and circled the big tree, everything around him was stilled, and the world became extremely quiet.

He lightly touched the green light spot, and the light spot fell on his finger intimately, and more light spots surrounded him.

"You know me?"

When Li Siyuan opened his mouth, he always felt an inexplicable peace of mind. His voice was extremely soft, as if it was about to turn into a breeze at any time.

But those spots of light were very happy, jumping like a dance, and soon turned into a small green cloud and held him at the bottom of his feet, leading him to fly to the white cloud in the sky.

There was no surprise in Li Siyuan's heart, or rather, there was an unspeakable expectation.

After passing through the clouds, there was a dazzling day, and the picture looked sparkling. It wasn't until he broke through the water that he saw the complete valley.

The village is still the same, but the houses here are not dilapidated, and the villagers wear exquisite clothes with a strong sense of nationality. The most conspicuous thing is that the men here have long hair, which is half braided and tied up with a sense of art.

Li Siyuan looked at this unbelievable scene and wanted to speak, but found that he could not make a sound at all. Those light spots lingered around him, as if to comfort him.

Li Siyuan just looked at the village quietly like this for a long time and only for a moment. He touched the stones on the ground, and then remembered that he and Mingli had observed the village before, and it seemed that they were in such a position.

But the location is about the same, but the appearance is wrong.

Before he could think about it, a flock of black birds flew from the distant sky.

Those birds were huge, and their sharp claws quickly grabbed a few villagers, and they were quickly thrown to the ground and smashed into a pulp. Other birds rushed up to eat up the corpses.

Li Siyuan stood where he was, watching this extremely bloody scene, and finally trembled uncontrollably.

The broken flesh of a corpse fell behind him. He didn't dare to move or turn his head. He could only watch the blood pass through his body and quietly fall to the ground.

It is a hell of wanton killing and wailing.

And at the edge of hell, a bright red came from the sky, with a sharp body, blocking those giant birds.