The Family Is Too Invincible, Forcing The System To Be Blackened And Upgraded

Illusion monk?

Listening to the conversation between the villains, the remaining villagers were completely unable to understand what they were talking about.

If there were really monks in the village, they would not die to the point where only a few of their women were left.

Because his back was turned, he couldn't see the face of Yama clearly.

However, from the way he stood with his feet off the ground, floating in the air, and the terrifying aura that was different from ordinary people.

Even the gangsters who are full of crimes are inferior to him by countless levels.

It is certain that this identity will not be so simple!

"Does any of you know him?" A woman holding a sickle asked timidly.

"do not know."

"No, I haven't seen it."

…

Everyone shook their heads.

I don't think I am qualified to meet such a person.

Compared to princes and nobles, monks were more unattainable to them.

After the gangster leader heard the conversation between them, he didn't take it seriously.

It can only be assumed that a certain illusion monk chose to practice seclusion here for some unknown reason.

However, something like this suddenly happened, forcing him to stand up and repay the kindness of the villagers for taking him in.

He could think of many similar reasons.

His identity is not important. No matter who he is, if he dares to be the enemy of the Evil Dragon Village, he must die!

He raised the silver-ringed sword in his hand, pointing its sharp edge directly at the King of Hell, and tightened the reins with his other hand to prevent the horse from losing control.

Then he said: "Don't be a mouse, stand up if you have the ability! Illusion can deceive you for a while, but it can't deceive you forever."

The King of Hell could not understand, let alone want to understand the meaning of the villain's expression.

Since he wants to be the first person, no problem, the King of Hell will be happy to make it happen.

The book of life and death opened automatically, looking for the name of the evil bandit leader.

"What on earth is this guy doing? Are you kidding me!" After getting no response for a long time, the villain's face became ugly and he seemed to have lost his patience.

"I'm counting to three. If you don't show up again, don't blame me for being rude!" He shouted loudly.

"three!"

The book of life and death stopped turning pages.

The King of Hell raised his hand and drew a stroke of black ink on the word "Cao Liang" with the judge's pen.

The bandit leader named Cao Liang opened his mouth, frowning angrily, and was about to shout out the number "two" when his expression changed in shock.

"Well?!"

The ten fingers of both hands tightly grasped the throat, showing a ferocious expression.

The only thing that could come out of his mouth were vague and unintelligible sounds.

Then, he rolled his eyes upward, revealing a large area of ​​the whites of his eyes, and fell off the horse.

"Sixth Master?!"

Seeing this, the other gangsters quickly dismounted and helped Cao Liang up.

I called a few times, but there was no response.

"Gudu!" His Adam's apple twitched, he raised his hand tremblingly, and stretched it tremblingly under Cao Liang's nose.

After a second or two, it retracted like an electric shock.

He raised his head with a frightened expression and said, "The Sixth Master, he is dead, he is dead!"

"What! Dead? How did you die?"

"That shouldn't be the case. The Sixth Master was so strong and strong, how could he die suddenly and violently?"

"The Sixth Master has been spending a lot of time in brothels recently. Could it be that he has been drained of his yang energy?"

…

There are different opinions about the way Cao Liang died, but no one associates this matter with the King of Hell.

The main reason is that the King of Hell did not directly attack Cao Liang from beginning to end.

In their opinion, killing people in the air can only be accomplished by those who are truly top level.

In their cognition, limited by their strength, they still believe that the King of Hell is just an illusion that only looks like a bluff, but is actually a paper tiger.

Although these villains are monks, they belong to the lowest level among monks. They are slightly stronger than ordinary people, can run faster, and live longer.

To put it mildly, he is called a monk. To put it mildly, he has not even crossed the threshold.

"So, what are we going to do? Go back?"

"Before that, kill everyone first, and don't loot any more treasures. Even if the Sixth Master died himself, it's hard to guarantee that we won't be blamed."

"good!"

Now, with a sharp sword that never knows when it will fall, hanging high above their heads, how can they have the energy to spend the rest of their lives thinking about problems?

I just wanted to follow the plan and rob the house of the richest man in the village.

Bring back enough gold and silver treasures and use your merits to avoid being angered.

"Kill!" Remounting his horse, a henchman who originally belonged to Cao Liang took over the flag and raised his sword to give the order.

As everyone knows, on the King of Hell's side, each of their names has been clearly shown on the Book of Life and Death.

With one stroke, a man was killed and fell from his horse!

One after another, people died in strange and strange ways, and no one took action.

Panic, now, the villains were completely panicked.

"Who! Who is it!"

"Come out! What kind of man are you hiding in hiding? If you have the ability, come out and fight me with a real sword..."

Before he could finish his words, the sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground. He grabbed his neck with both hands and felt that he couldn't breathe.

Immediately, his body suddenly stiffened, he fell straight back and died.

Everything happened so fast, there was no reaction time, and we were not even sure who the enemy was.

"Escape! Everyone, run away quickly! This place is so strange!"

"Could it be that those who died turned into ghosts and came to seek revenge on us?"

"Grandpa Li Gui, please let me go, let me go. I just joined the Evil Dragon Village and haven't killed many people yet."

…

Some people choose to ride horses, whip their whips heavily, and run very fast.

Some people knelt on the ground and sincerely begged for forgiveness, hoping to save their lives.

However, the King of Hell only obeyed Chen Mu's orders and showed no mercy.

With one ruthless stroke, the man's life was harvested invisibly.

A certain gangster who escaped within a hundred meters and thought he had saved his life fell heavily from the galloping horse before he could be happy for a few seconds.

In the blink of an eye, not a single one of the dozens of bandits was left, and the entire army was wiped out.

The villagers who had originally planned to commit suicide looked at each other in confusion.

I can't understand why this happened.

It's so bizarre.

"Could it be that Tianming and the others turned into ghosts and came back to take revenge and protect us?"

"If a person can really turn into a powerful ghost after death, who would dare to do evil and harm others?"

"Is it true that as those people just said, there is a powerful monk in the village? A reclusive immortal?"

"who?"

I don't know after asking three questions. Dozens of families usually look down and don't look up at each other. I really can't think of anyone who fits the identity and strength.

I feel like no one, but I look like everyone.

I thought hard for a long time, but couldn't figure out the reason.

The King of Hell ignored them and turned over the book of life and death in his hand again.

I found several articles with names crossed out in black ink.

After writing and drawing, the black ink is covered with red ink.

After everything is done, close the book of life and death and enter the portal that opens again in front of you.

In front of everyone, the portal closed and disappeared without a trace.

"By the way, who is he?"

"I don't know. I'm more curious as to why he keeps writing and drawing in that book."

"I thought I saw my husband's name on it just now."

"How come your husband's name is on that book? You must have read it wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, not far away, the bodies of the villagers who were supposed to be dead, lying in a pool of blood, actually sat up one by one!