One qi transforms the three qings.

Very strong.

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Three incarnations with the same attributes.

Can last for 30 minutes.

It is definitely a powerful fighting technique.

And the effect of this skill is very similar to the mirror clone he obtained before.

But it is an enhanced version.

After all, the mirror clone can only condense one clone.

Valid time is 10 minutes.

Compared with one qi transforming into three pure things, there is a huge difference.

But it can also be considered a backup means of saving life.

Kill two "big fish" in a row.

Finally gained a lot of weight.

But why hasn’t Fengmen Village returned to normal?

Zhuang Fan looked at the thick black air around him.

The two eyebrows were knitted together.

Are there still evil spirits hiding in the darkness?

"Ah..Help..Get away..you ghosts.."

suddenly.

A cry for help came from not far away.

Zhuang Fan rushed over immediately.

I saw a group of corpses gathering at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Dragging a woman wearing casual sportswear and smelling black gas all over her body.

Chen Jing?

In the end, the woman did not listen to his advice.

Entered Fengmen Village.

"Mr. Zhuang... please... help me..."

Saw Zhuang Fan appear.

Chen Jing's eyes glowed with hope.

Scream for help.

save you?

I was reminded before when I was in the car.

It's a pity that good words cannot dissuade people who seek death.

Gave you a chance.

But you can't control it.

Zhuang Fan watched with cold eyes.

No intention of taking action at all.

Instead, he opened his yin and yang eyes.

Staring at the ancestral hall not far away.

I felt a vague sense of danger from inside.

"Mr. Zhuang, I am the only living person left in Fengmen Village now. As long as I don't die, the things in the ancestral hall will not be able to come out."

Chen Jing yelled in despair.

Staring at Zhuang Fan.

Shout out what you know.

"Crack!"

Thunder and lightning flew across the sky.

The overwhelming thunder poured down.

The group of corpses was wiped out instantly.

"Go on, tell me everything you know."

A voice full of indifference sounded.

Zhuang Fan stared at Chen Jing, who now looked like a ghost.

Being able to be invaded by so much black energy without dying.

Ordinary people simply can't do it.

It seems that this woman also has a secret hidden in her body.

"Aunt Meng is suppressed in the ancestral hall. She was wrongfully killed by the whole village, and now she is back to take revenge."

I just experienced a close call from death.

Shocked.

Chen Jing's voice was trembling.

"Hurry up and tell the whole story, otherwise you will stay here and wait to die."

Zhuang Fan urged.

"The matter started from sixteen years ago, Aunt Meng..."

Chen Jing said quickly.

Tell everything you know.

"These people don't seem to be unjust. They have committed a crime and they have to pay for it with their lives. It is very reasonable."

Zhuang Fan said coldly.

Aunt Meng was originally from Fengmen Village.

But one night sixteen years ago, she was betrayed by her husband, a gambler, and was humiliated.

Since then.

Every man in the village would go into that hut at night...

Finally one day.

Aunt Meng couldn't bear the humiliation.

Wearing a bright red dress.

Hanged in the ancestral hall...

People in the village were panicked.

Worried that Aunt Meng will turn into a ghost and come back for revenge.

But so many years have passed.

Nothing happened.

The villagers in Fengmen Village gradually forgot about this incident.

But I never imagined that today, sixteen years later.

Aunt Meng's revenge is coming.

Fengmen Village became a dead village overnight.

Except for Chen Jing, all the villagers died.

"Sixteen years of accumulated resentment will probably breed a great white shark!"

Zhuang Fan rubbed his eyebrows.

Wearing red clothes.

Turn into a fierce ghost.

Sixteen years of forbearance.
To be continued...