Taoist Master Xuanhuang

Chapter 17 Crazy World

"Brother, don't go, it's dangerous."

A dirty little hand suddenly pulled Xuanhuang's hand.

He is as young as a bean sprout, with a gray face and fluffy hair.

The clothes were full of holes, it was late autumn, and the little boy didn't know whether he was shivering from the cold or afraid.

Among the children in the village, Xuanhuang did not notice the dark aura.

"why?"

Xuanhuang smiled slightly and tried to make his face more affable.

As for the old man who led him, he didn't care.

He looked dull, as if he didn't notice that there was an extra little boy following him.

"Brother, run quickly. Don't come to our village. There are monsters that eat people. My father was eaten by monsters."

Facing Xuanhuang's inquiry, the little boy seemed frightened.

After saying something to Xuanhuang, he ran away in a hurry.

Looking at the little boy running away, Xuanhuang felt that he was not scared away by him. He was already smiling and amiable.

It should have been other reasons that scared him away, such as his own inquiry.

"Been eaten by a monster?"

Xuanhuang looked at the old man leading the way.

"It should be the dark aura in the head."

Xuanhuang didn't give up. There were layers of fog, and it would be revealed when he saw the so-called Centipede King.

About three or four minutes.

Following the old man, he came to the center of the village, an empty square.

In the center of the square stands a building with a strange style.

When I probed with my senses, a strong dark aura hit my face. This was the source of the strangeness in the village.

Many villagers here are busy building an altar.

In the most conspicuous place of the altar, three men and three women were seen kneeling on the ground devoutly, in a posture of prostrating themselves on the ground.

They were surrounded by livestock.

There are four blood-red wooden stakes standing around the altar, which are covered with densely painted strange words.

If you look closely, these strange words look like insects lying on the wooden piles, swimming around regularly.

A faint wave came from the four wooden piles, like a formation connected together.

This time!

A cold gaze swept across.

Between the strange building and the altar, a man in black robes looked towards Xuanhuang.

This person's eyes were very cloudy.

Although he was standing, he looked awkward, not at all like the posture a person should have.

It's a bit hard to describe, as if there are bugs moving inside the body instead of people.

Seeing him, Xuanhuang felt a deep sense of disgust.

"Who is he?"

came the hoarse accent.

The old man with dull eyes suddenly said: "Master Messenger, this is the blood food I offer to the king."

Xuanhuang:...? ?

Despicable locals.

You brought me here and actually treated me as blood food. Didn’t you say ‘bless me’?

"Very good, Jia Cunzheng, you will be blessed by King Baizu."

The man in black robe who was called 'Lord Messenger' said.

He glanced at Xuanhuang and said: "What a powerful force of Qi and blood, and there is actually a warrior with such a level of cultivation. Yes, yes, King Baizu will be very satisfied."

The two of them didn't care about Xuanhuang's feelings at all, and commented critically on Xuanhuang's body.

It was as if the pig seller and the butcher were discussing.

"Are you finished?"

Xuanhuang asked.

When the man in black robe heard this, he immediately became angry: "Boy, do you still have any objections? What kind of era are you in this, when martial arts and immortality are not at the top, they treat you as blood food, can you still resist?"

Xuanhuang was not angry.

After hearing Xuan Huang's words, the envoy became furious.

It seemed like he wasn't the one who just made the comment about himself being treated like a piece of pork.

"Since the Moon God came to the sky..." The man in black robe mechanically bowed to the sky and said, "The era of you world silverfish warriors and immortal masters has passed."

"Hmph, you are so high and lawless, haha... you are just a pathetic person..."

The black-robed messenger looked hateful, as if he was venting endless resentment.

Xuan Huang, the former warrior and immortal master of this world, didn't know.

But at this moment, this man's performance was simply hysterical.

Just like a small person suddenly became a powerful person, he instinctively disliked the previously superior person.

In line with that sentence: I hate others being superior, why not me?

Once he turned over, he became even more disgusting than the one who was once aloof.

"Warrior, haha... die for this envoy."

"Wow!"

I saw the black-robed messenger suddenly attacking.

A black energy surrounds the hand, with strong spiritual shock and corrosiveness.

It had a cheerful expression on its uncoordinated face, as if killing Xuanhuang would bring him great joy.

"what!"

In an instant!
  The black-robed messenger with a happy expression was still immersed.

A sharp pain came.

I saw that his stretched out palm had been cut off by a ray of light.

Not only that, the severed part was filled with a gray energy that was even more sinister than his black energy, actually melting his arm.

And it cannot be dispelled.

"How is it possible? How can a humble warrior have such ability? Who are you?"

The panicked black-robed messenger quickly jumped away. The place where the arm was severed was filled with black air. Trying to expel the attached gray air, the result was not ideal.

In addition, there was no normal human blood flowing out of his severed arm.

Instead, the limbs of a centipede twist independently.

No wonder Xuanhuang felt a sense of disgust. This black-robed messenger could no longer be considered a human being, only a human mind.

The body is already a combination of bugs, and the disharmony comes from this.

"kill him!"

The black-robed messenger with a distorted face took out a palm-sized copper bell from his arms.

When he shook it, the villagers who were building an altar in the square began to roar and rush towards Xuanhuang.

They have no intelligence at all and are just a group of puppets whose souls have been controlled.

The whole village seemed to be in captivity.

"Congeal!"

Concentration of thoughts.

"Boom!"

I saw the Guixu Damo appearing with flashing black and white light.

"what!"

The villagers rushed toward Xuanhuang, and as the big mill appeared, the black aura on its head began to stir.

The big mo is like a huge source of attraction.

Wherever Xuanhuang intends to go, that is where its target lies.

Xuanhuang was very reluctant to simply kill these controlled villagers.

It would be better to go back to the ruins and find out the source of their control. Whether they live or die depends on their fate.

Screams were heard, some were convulsing, some had fallen to the ground, and some were kneeling to hold on.

The black-robed messenger was frightened and ran toward the strange building in a panic.

Xuanhuang chased after him.

"Buzz!"

Entering the strange building is like entering a dark secret realm.

What comes into view is a stone centipede statue.

This statue is more than ten meters tall, ferocious and cold, and the depiction is very lifelike.

Like it's real.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp cracking sound.

"Haha, we are all going to die, we are all going to die, just die!"

The black-robed messenger looked like he was going crazy, with black blood flowing out of his chest.

Like blood from his heart, as the black blood drained away, his whole body began to wither.

The destination of the flow is the blood tank in front of the centipede statue.

"Crack!"

There was another sound.

The black stone on the surface of the statue centipede adhered to it and began to break.

A red light came from the crack.

"Well, a first-order extraordinary creature?"

Xuanhuang felt a huge threat from the red light emitted.

The intensity is absolutely extraordinary.

This is basically a centipede turned to stone, and now the black-robed messenger has awakened it.

"Your Majesty...save..."

The black-robed messenger in front of the blood tank was bitten by a centipede with half of his head exposed in the lightning flash.

"Squeak!"

Much like sucking juice, the already skinny black-robed messenger was sucked dry.

Xuanhuang felt very confused at this scene, and was he crazy to die like this?
  However, if we don’t take action now, how long will it take?

Xuanhuang leapt across, slashing down with the Void Sword with all his strength.

"Clang" sound.

Sparks flew everywhere, the monster's scales were really hard.

So far, the Void Sword has been unable to perform meritorious deeds.

Only the additional 'shock and soul-destroying' power made the centipede roar while it had not yet broken free from the petrification.

The already chaotic mind is even more insane.

"Benefactor, run quickly. The monster is awakened during the day and has no sense. It will attack everything crazily until its soul is exhausted and dies."

At this time.

Two young villagers appeared at the door, supporting the old man who had brought Xuanhuang into the village.

"Benefactor, leave quickly!"

The old man urged hurriedly.

The three of them looked at the centipede that was struggling to free itself from petrification in panic.

Xuanhuang didn't hesitate, he couldn't break the armor, so what's the use of keeping it.

Withdraw first.

Follow the three people and run outside.

"Quick, quick, hide in the hole."

The old man was being helped out of breath.

The walking stick in his hand pointed to the house not far away.

The four of them quickly entered a small courtyard. On the left side of the patio, a young man was already waiting.

Next to him is the entrance to a cave with a diameter of more than one meter.

There is a huge stone next to it.

Several people let the old man in first, and Xuanhuang finished at the end.

Until Xuanhuang's body was halfway in, he pulled the rocks to block the entrance of the cave and slowly went down.

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