In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

The black and red Zhenhai Peak is covered with thick ice and snow. From a distance, it is white and blends into one with the polar glaciers.

"Cough, cough. I'm really going to die now, maybe this week."

Lin Yuan, who was hunched like an 80-year-old man, was sitting on a whale leather chair, coughing weakly.

"Ten years. Everything should be settled. When will you do it?"

The void changed, and a beautiful young man with a golden trace of Taoist on his eyebrows suddenly appeared and said calmly.

"Give me some more time."

Lin Yuan sighed long, pressing his hand like a dead branch on the handle, shakingly got up, and walked into the igloo.

The boy's temperament is as ethereal as the sky, without any expression, and quietly disappears as he did when he came.

Transforming the infant, transforming into the god? At this time, Lin Yuan was stepping on the alternative level of the God-Steping the Long Territory.

In ten years, the Nascent Soul in the Mountain grew up into a young man. At this time, Lin Yuan discovered that the Xianxuan Sit and Forgetful Sutra is indeed a scripture, which can be practiced! However, the threshold for practice is too high, and starting from the beginning is to transform into a god.

He also obtained his first magical power from the Xianxuan Sitting and Forgetful Sutra, a long-term level of climbing to the gods that has not been recorded in this world!

The heavens and man are divided into two parts, forgetting each other's world. The human body carries the desires of the world, and then the body of the Nascent Soul is transformed into heaven and man.

At present, Lin Yuan has reached the last step. As long as his current mortal body returns to the dust, his celestial body will be immediately perfect, cross the world in one step, and become a god-turned-god!

However, when the body of the world dies, Lin Yuan will die together. Even if Lin Yuan passes spells again and becomes an old person, the people involved will only think that they are a similar person and their original body will die forever.

This is the price of supernatural powers, and even Lin Yuan cannot change it.

So, before he died, he planned to say goodbye.

Bringing the prepared gift, Lin Yuan walked out of the igloo and onto the sled.

"Old guys, go to Songhu Village."

Lin Yuan gently patted the body of the reindeer. The reindeer followed him for a long time, almost reaching the point of spiritual communication, and immediately stepped open his hooves and headed towards the direction of the village.

Over the past ten years, under the subtle influence of Lin Yuan, the physical fitness of the villagers in Songhu Village has increased significantly. Men hunt more effectively, and women rarely die due to childbirth. The scale of the village has more than tripled.

Today, Songhu Village is considered a big village in a nearby area of ​​hundreds of miles.

More than an hour later, Lin Yuan saw the shadow of Songhu Village, and a worried look appeared in his muddy eyes.

“Something is wrong.”

Along the way, he didn't meet a single person, and the post where people usually stand guard was empty.

When Lin Yuan arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw broken ice cubes scattered on the ground, some iglooes collapsed into ruins, and all the villagers disappeared.

"What happened!"

Lin Yuan thought to herself that something was wrong and drove the reindeer to run towards the shrine in the middle of the village.

Hu Ling must know what happened in Songhu Village.

...

Around the Ice and Snow Shrine, hundreds of villagers looked at the sky in panic.

Their village-protecting spirit beast was floating in the sky at this moment, confronting a thin man, and the situation was very bad.

"What should I do? What should I do? Where did this demon cultivator come from?" Hu Ling was anxious.

It and the demon cultivator are both in the realm of perfect foundation building, but it has just broken through to the perfect foundation building. The demon cultivator on the opposite side has strong magic power, and it has obviously been for many years of foundation building. What's worse is that the magic weapon of this demon cultivator is extremely powerful.

"Must hold on!"

Hu Ling gritted his teeth, and white magic power continued to emerge from his body, injecting it into the shield above.

boom!

Three ice spears were stalked hard on the light blue shield, causing the shield to tremble violently.

"Monster, if you surrender now, you can suffer less later!"

The demon cultivator sat on a black gourd, with a terrifying and terrifying ice spear on the mouth of the gourd.

"Disillusion! You demon cultivators are full of lies. If you want to fight, you will not surrender!"

Hu Ling stared at the man with his eyes tightly and tried hard to maintain the shield.

"Hmph, if you don't eat the punishment, you can become a part of my Du Shichang magic weapon. This is the blessing you evil spirits that have been cultivated in the past few lifetimes! Give it some greatness to see the Black Light Gourd!"

Du Shichang snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with anger, and he slapped the gourd under his seat three times.

The spiritual light at the mouth of the gourd was stimulated by this and soared by more than three feet. Five longer ice spears formed instantly and rotated at high speed toward the shield.

"not good!"

Hu Ling exclaimed that before the ice spear hit the shield, it felt a faint sense of threat. However, holding such a large shield was already its limit, and there was no way to cast spells to resist.

Honey.

The harsh sound was like the soul-tempting king of hell. When the ice spear and the shield collided, strands of fine ice chips fell down.

The villagers looked at the dripping ice chips, and despair flashed across their faces.

"The shield is about to be broken."

"Oh my God, please bless Lord Fox Spirit to repel the enemy."

The villagers closed their eyes and silently prayed for the fox spirit in the sky.

Du Shichang licked his lips and looked at Hu Ling with a hot look.

"After collecting this spirit beast and refining it into my black light gourd, the power of my black light gourd can increase by 20%. When collecting blood food, what else can my brothers compete with me? Hehe, at that time, I will definitely be favored by the Black Demon Ancestor!"

Thinking of the wonderful scenes of the future, Du Shichang looked extremely excited. After taking a pill, he urged the gourd to shoot out two more ice spears.

puff.

Hu Ling was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of blood. He sensed that the shield would be broken the next moment. He had to recite the magic trick to reduce the scope of the shield by half. Only then could he barely resist the attack of the seven ice spears.

"Haha, die!"

Du Shichang showed an evil smile, and when the gourd turned, a black wind whistled toward the villagers exposed to the shield.

Like harvested wheat, the villagers fell softly to the ground, and their transparent souls floated out of their bodies and were swept back into the gourd by the black wind.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Devil! Let them out quickly!" Hu Ling widened his eyes and shouted angrily.

Du Shichang patted the gourd and bewitched: "Okay. As long as you give up resistance, I will let them go. How about it?"

"Don't think about it! You demon cultivators can't believe in the sweet words."

"You have to think clearly. My gourd is very powerful. In a moment, their souls will melt away and will never be saved. Moreover, I can also sign a vow with you. How about it, it is sincere enough, right? Or is it that as a village-protecting spirit beast, are you unwilling to sacrifice yourself to save them?"

Du Shichang used a secret method to spread the voice word by word into the shield and spread to everyone's ears.

Hu Ling frowned and looked at the villagers below, and felt extremely entangled.

"Mr. Fox Spirit, don't agree to him! These demons never keep their promises!"

"Yes, Lord Fox Spirit. Even if you fight with him to the end, you can't give up resisting!"

The villagers of Songhu Village suppressed the sadness and panic in their hearts, and shouted in anger.

"I don't know what's wrong. It seems that I'm too kind."

Du Shichang's face was gloomy, and he grabbed a man's soul from the gourd, held it high in front of everyone, and then grabbed it hard.

"Stop! I agree, let him go!" Hu Ling shouted.

"No, Lord Fox Spirit!"

"Sir Fox Spirit, run away quickly, don't worry about us!"

The villagers shouted anxiously into the air, Hu Ling took a deep breath without responding.

Du Shichang smiled and took back the soul in his hand, waved his hand to disperse the ice spear in the air, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry. I keep my word. As long as you give up resistance, I will let these mortals go."

"You devils never keep your word. Make a vow of heaven."

"Okay! The way of heaven can be seen. As long as the spirit beast in front of me gives up resistance, I will let go of the villagers below. If there is any disobedience, my soul will be scattered!" Du Shichang swears with a serious look on his face.

Hu Ling saw the mark of heaven on the forehead of the demon cultivator in front of him, and a trace of contact appeared in his heart, and then he removed the shield in disgust.

Du Shichang patted the gourd, and the black wind sent his soul into the villagers' bodies, and then the black wind covered Hu Ling's whole body.

"Don't worry, they'll be fine."

Hu Ling turned around and looked at the villagers who were gradually awakening nostalgic. At the end of his soul being sucked away, an old figure appeared in his heart.

"Old friend, I didn't expect that in the end, I left before you."

Du Shichang put away the gourd, and then his eyes showed a sinister look. The black wind rose again, harvesting the souls of all the villagers.

The villagers kept their angry expressions on their faces and their bodies fell to the ground.

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To be continued...