Chapter 1337

Hearing the heavy rain outside, the villagers in the village ran out of their homes one after another, jumping, laughing and crying excitedly.

"It's raining, and our crops can survive."

"Great, ha ha ha ha..."

"My daughter doesn't have to sacrifice to heaven, Wuwuwuwu..."

A young man in a grey robe came out of the room and looked at the sky with a gloomy face. Who in the world ruined his good deeds. He used to be a villager in this village. He left Wuling village because he was not willing to have no spiritual roots.

In the forest leading to the outside world, he saw two monks fighting. One of them was weak and was destroyed by another. The monk took away the storage ring of the dead monk and left.

After the monk left, he ran to the dead monk, searched him carefully, and found a shabby cultivation method. From then on, he began to practice that skill, but the more he practiced that skill, the more evil it became. It was good at the beginning, but later he had to practice it with his soul.

This time he went back to Wuling village and heard that it hadn't rained for a long time, so he thought of this way of offering sacrifices to heaven. He didn't expect that he was destroyed when he was about to succeed.

Although the villagers of Wuling village are all mortals, the fairyland has the rules of fairyland. To cultivate with the soul, the soul must be willing, otherwise he can't kill each other at will. Except for a small number of villagers, most of them agreed to cheat people with the lie of worshiping heaven this time.

"Dad! Mother Ye ye sees her parents and runs out towards them. She doesn't have to die. She can live happily with her parents in the future.

Ye Ziniang hugged the leaf, and her wrinkled face was full of happy smile, "leaf, it's raining, you don't have to sacrifice to heaven." These days, for the sake of offering sacrifices to heaven, she has been unable to eat well and sleep well. Now she can finally put her heart down.

Ye ye nodded with a smile, "father, mother, it's Shi Diyu, the two immortal masters." She points to Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan.

Ye's parents looked at Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan and said with gratitude: "two immortal masters! Thank you so much! If it weren't for you, ye ye would really go to worship heaven this time. " Ye Ye is their only daughter. How can she let her sacrifice to heaven.

"You're welcome!" Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan shake their heads and smile. For them, the rain is just a lift. They were happy to save ninety-nine lives.

"It was you who ruined my business." The young man came to Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan with a cold face. He had already seen each other's accomplishments. One was the early days of the celestial being, and the other was the middle days of the golden immortal. He's in the late Jinxian period now. It's easy to kill them.

"So what?" Su Jinyue sneered. What she hates most is this kind of evil cultivation.

"Then you will die." The young man raised his hand and offered a long gun to attack Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan. He can't do it to mortals, but he can do it to monks.

Zhan Yihan stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked. The youth was kicked out like a ball. He doesn't have to be lenient when dealing with such people.

The young man fell to the ground with a thump and his face was full of pain. He shook his hands and pointed to Zhan Yihan, "you... You have concealed your cultivation..." his cultivation is higher than the other party. If the other party kicks him off so easily, he must have concealed his cultivation.

Zhan Yihan ignored the youth, looked at the villagers and said, "his so-called sacrifice to heaven is just an excuse. The real purpose is to cultivate with your souls."

"What?"

"It's hateful to cheat us with such a thing."

"If these two immortal masters hadn't come, we would have been fooled. Let's go up and beat him to death."

The villagers rushed to the youth angrily, and soon there was a scream in the crowd.

The young man also wanted to resist, but he couldn't move at all. He had to lie there and be beaten by the villagers.