The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

"Hahaha..."

In the gloomy fog, a ghostly figure in white was wandering around.

"Laugh at your mother... Hehehe!"

Mo Xie raised his sword and slashed.

"Ah!" A terrified scream.

The man in white splashed with two lines of blood, his body broke into two pieces, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"So ghosts can die..." Mo Xie sneered.

The one on the ground was not a 'ghost' at all, it was clearly a person pretending to be a ghost.

"Then what about these..."

Mo Xie looked at the shadowy 'people' in the fog, stepped on the ground, raised his sword and flew up.

He raised his sword and slashed, breaking the fog, but the sword passed through the man.

Exactly the same as the woodcutter just now!

Mo Xie frowned, moved his feet and moved.

The same happened when he killed another person.

"Why is this happening?!"

Looking at the 'people' surrounding him, Mo Xie frowned deeply.

These people looked like ordinary people, but their bodies were 'empty'.

There was also a clear difference from the translucent soul body, just like the legendary ghosts.

"But this is a fantasy world, where do ghosts come from?!"

Mo Xie felt that his worldview was a little confused.

"Squeak!"

A shrill scream like a baby sounded, and a group of 'ghosts' pounced on Mo Xie with their hands in claws.

Amid the shrill screams, Mo Xie felt dizzy and his soul ached.

He didn't know what would happen if he was attacked by these ghosts, but he was afraid that the end would not be very good, so he retreated again and again.

"Old devil!" He roared in his heart.

"What's the matter, young master? Why are you so anxious?" Mo Jiu quickly appeared beside Mo Xie.

"What do you think these things are?" Mo Xie asked while dodging.

"This is the ghost tribe..." Mo Jiu's face changed, and he fled back into Mo Xie's body with a whoosh.

Mo Xie: ???

Mo Jiu coughed dryly and said, "Sorry, my dear, the ghost tribe loves to devour souls the most... The old devil was a little excited just now."

"It's okay... Ghost tribe?"

Mo Xie thought for a while and said, "Is it the ghost tribe that was destroyed before the demon tribe?"

Before the demon tribe ruled the world, the Tianxuan world was the world of the ghost tribe.

"My dear, you are knowledgeable! But these things don't look like pure ghost tribe..." Mo Jiu's tone was a little puzzled.

"Why?"

"These seem to be human souls, which were forcibly catalyzed into ghosts by secret methods, so they have no intelligence."

"My attacks can't hurt them, is there a solution?"

"Simple! The ghosts are afraid of Yang blood. Not to mention these half-human and half-ghost creatures, even if they are real ghosts, they can't bear the noble blood of the young master!"

"I understand!"

Mo Xie's fingertips scratched the palm of his hand, forcing out a few strands of blood, which were melted into the mysterious energy.

With a wave of his palm, the mysterious energy with blood swayed out.

"Squeak!"

A sharp scream sounded, and the ghosts that surrounded him turned into ashes and dispersed.

Peace returned here.

"Ghost village...refining souls into ghosts?"

Mo Xie frowned deeply. In this remote corner of the demon world, there was such a ghost village to refine ghosts.

And there was a fog sea formation outside.

He always felt something was wrong!

Mo Xie asked, "Old devil, why do you think they want to refine ghosts?"

Mo Jiu said, "Maybe they are making ghost servants, or maybe they are practicing ghost arts... Who knows!"

"Makes sense!"

Mo Xie has also heard of ghost arts and ghost servants.

That is a very rare trick that only ghost masters can do. Because killing people to refine souls is too evil, it is also classified as evil cultivation.

"Then let's go to this ghost village and take a look..."

"Although those ghost things just now were unsightly, the things behind them were quite strange. My master must be careful."

"I understand!"

"But my master doesn't need to be afraid. With me... and Yongye here, even if the real ghost king appears, he can't do anything to you!"

"First, I'm not afraid. Second, with Master Yongye here, I'm naturally relieved."

"..."

...

Mo Xie searched the white-robed man for a few times and only found a copper bell and a waist badge.

"Wei Nineteen?"

He shook his head and threw it into his Qiankun bag.

He picked up the bell and looked at it. There were three simple tadpole characters on it.

"Soul-calling bell?"

Mo Xie shook his head and laughed, "This thing has come out... Let's quickly go to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner!"

"If you want to explore the ghost village, you must first know the place!"

He thought about it, picked up the copper bell and tried to shake it.

Dinglingling!

It's useless to be hoarse and unpleasant.

"This is a soul weapon. The master needs to drive it with soul thoughts." Mo Jiu reminded.

Mo Xie frowned and attached the power of the soul to the copper bell.

Sure enough, a copperThe shadow of the bell appeared in his mind.

Ding-ling-ling!

Under the urging of the soul power, the crisp soul sound emitting the soul's clear light rang out.

After a while,

a 'person' slowly walked over.

"Oh, an old acquaintance!"

Mo Xie was happy. Wasn't that person the woodcutter just now?

"I ask you to answer!"

He shook the bell.

"Okay..." The woodcutter nodded slowly with a dull look on his face.

"Where is the ghost village?"

"There is no ghost village, only the holy village." The woodcutter answered word by word.

"Well, where is the holy village?"

"Follow me..." The woodcutter turned around and walked slowly.

"It's done!"

Mo Xie hurried to catch up.

Not long after he left, countless ghosts were attracted by the soul bell and swayed over.

Without the traction of the soul sound, they stood there stupidly.

The next second,

They wrestled with each other and devoured each other.

Crackling - this is the sound of chewing soul bones.

If this trend continues, there will probably be few survivors!

This scene is extremely weird... It looks like raising a Gu.

...

This is a village covered in thick fog, surrounded by huge locust trees.

The appearance of this village is no different from ordinary villages except that it is a little gloomy.

However, the villagers are a little weird.

They all have pale faces, black lips, and deep eye circles... In short, they don’t have any vitality.

They are wearing white sacrificial clothes that only the dead will wear.

This is Weijiazhuang, which is the so-called "ghost village" of Qinghuai Village.

At this moment,

The villagers are all walking in one direction.

It is an ancient and majestic altar.

A group of people in white robes are surrounding the altar.

If Moye saw them, she would find that their clothes and appearance were exactly the same as those of ‘Wei Shijiu’ who died under the sword.

On the altar.

A beautiful woman, a huge white tiger, and ten trembling boys were tied up on it.

“Roar!”

The white tiger was Xiaobai, and it roared weakly, with blood dripping from the corners of its mouth.

Two hooks nailed its spine, making it unable to move.

The woman was naturally Miao Qingnu.

There was no damage on her body, and even the hem of her skirt was not torn at all - it was not because she was too powerful, but because she was too weak and was knocked unconscious at the beginning.

She looked at the people under the altar and said calmly: "My master is the son of the Demon God Temple, the first power of the Demon Dao, that is, the world-famous Moye, the first genius of the Demon Dao a few days ago!"

"Whether you want to sacrifice ghosts or gods, it has nothing to do with us. We can't control other people if they are captured!"

"But we are not easy to mess with. You'd better stop making trouble and let us go... Otherwise, my master will come to you, and you may not have a good end!"

It must be said that Miao Qingnu still has some temperament. These words are indeed very persuasive based on facts.

It's a pity that

these people below are not normal people.

...

Faced with Miao Qingnu's words, a group of white-robed people just laughed sarcastically and ignored it.

"Priest, can the sacrifice begin? I can't help but enjoy meat!"

A tall and thin man holding a soul-beating whip said cruelly.

"That's right!"

The short and fat man holding the soul-catching lock said anxiously: "Such a beauty, how can those ordinary people compare to it, I can't wait to enjoy it!"

The old priest smiled and said: "Don't worry, the two guardians, this Ghost Festival sacrifice will be the largest scale of my [Ghost Holy Land]!"

"I believe that the ghosts in the underworld will be very satisfied! At that time, they will definitely bestow great blessings on us, the descendants of ghosts!"

The eyes of the fat and thin guardians lit up, and nodded: "Sacrificing to the ghosts is a holy thing, so we have to take it slowly!"

The old priest stepped forward and chanted a strange spell.

"Kill all races, refine souls into ghosts;"

"Reviving the ghost race, enslaving the world!"

"Ghosts will live forever, and the ghost path will prosper forever!"

"..."

He looked at Miao Qingnu and others, with a ghostly shadow on his old face, "This will be a great honor for you!"

Waving his hand, he said, "Help them transcend and make a pilgrimage!"

"Yes!" Several men with knives stepped forward.

"Trampling the underworld and defile the ghost saint is a sin! Cut off his feet first!"

Crack!

The boy screamed and fainted.

"He supplied blood with his heart and nurtured the human body. It's a sin! Then cut out his heart!"

...

"He locked his soul with his head and blocked it from becoming a ghost. It's a sin! Then cut off his head!"

...

Soon, thick blood and limbs flowed all over the ground.

The scene was so cruel and bloody that

even Miao Qingnu couldn't stand it.I couldn't help but turn my head away.

As the ten children were killed, wisps of black air grew on the altar.

The priest's indifferent eyes finally fell on Miao Qingnu and Xiaobai, and he said lightly: "...Send them to eternal life!"

Just then,

A ray of cold demonic energy came!

With just one sword,

a large number of the 'ghost villagers' who were worshiping died.

"Die!"

Mo Xie came in the air, holding a magic sword, and killed the priest...

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PS. Good night everyone~