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"Go down and have a look!" Ouyang Tian stepped off the Hailong chariot.
Looking at the ruins of the village, one can imagine how much damage the monsters caused when they broke through the coastal defense line.
"Boom!" Suddenly there was a loud noise in the village.
Ouyang Tian subconsciously looked towards Zhang Song. Zhang Song looked panicked. He seemed to have stepped on a mechanism just now.
A huge sharpened wooden stake flew out from the entrance of the village, and Ouyang Tian and the others happened to be on the path of this huge wooden stake.
"I'll do it!" Xia Hu picked up the crossbow gun and pulled the trigger. A golden crossbow arrow shot out, directly piercing the huge wooden pile. The wooden pile exploded into pieces in the air.
"So powerful!" Xia Hu's eyes lit up. The power of the crossbows equipped by their senior brother was indeed incredible. Even mid-grade spiritual weapons may not have such power, and the crossbows did not require spiritual power to activate. It's so convenient.
"Whoosh!" Suddenly a series of sounds broke through the air, and dense wooden arrows flew out of the village.
Jiang Huang gathered his spiritual power and poured it into the long sword in his hand. With one strike, a blue sword light cut off all the wooden arrows in the sky.
"Come out, hiding in the dark and making a sneak attack is nothing!" Zhang Song shouted to the village.
"It's not a monster, it's a human!" A small head poked out from the blood-stained wall of the village.
"Are they cultivators? Are they here to help us?" Another little head popped up.
"How can those cultivators from the big sects be so kind? They must be here to steal our food!" A slightly older child walked out carrying a wooden gun.
Ouyang Tian touched his head. He wanted to tell these little kids that the cultivators didn't look down on their food at all, but when he saw the tattered clothes and blood stains on those children, these words stuck in his mind. In his throat, he really couldn't say anything.
The invasion of monsters not only damaged the cities built by the major sects, but also caused heavy casualties to the people outside the city. They did not have tall city walls and immortal cultivators to protect them. When facing the monsters, they were unable to resist and could only Become food for monsters.
"Which sect are you immortal cultivators from? What are you planning to do in the village?" A young man of about eleven or twelve years old came out. Judging by his posture, he seemed to be the leader of the group of children.
"Immortal cultivator, third level of Qi refining!" Tian Buer and Jiang Huang looked at this young man in surprise. There were actually immortal cultivators in this village.
"We are from the Purple Qi Immortal Sect. We found blood stains when we passed by here. Do you need help?" Ouyang Tian said to the young man.
"Is the Purple Air Immortal Sect the same Purple Air Immortal Sect that established Zihai City?" The young man's heart trembled. He did not expect that the Purple Air Immortal Sect would appear in this small village.
"You know the Purple Air Immortal Sect, that's great. We are all members of the Purple Air Immortal Sect. We came out this time to eliminate the remaining monsters." Xia Huyi showed a smile on his face.
"Come in with me, follow my footsteps, otherwise you will be in trouble if you hit the trap!" The young man led Ouyang Tian and the others into the village.
This young man still underestimated the immortal cultivators. Ouyang Tian's spiritual thoughts swept away and he knew clearly what institutions were near the village.
Ouyang Tian was also secretly shocked that these children could create so many traps.
"What's your name?" Ouyang Tian asked.
"My name is Niu Wa, and I am now the leader of the village!" Niu Wa said.
"Are all the children in the village? Where have the adults gone?" Zhang Song frowned as he looked at the gray-faced children.
"Dead, they were all dead when the monsters invaded!" Bullfrog's tone was very calm, but in his calm tone you could feel the sadness that he was trying so hard to suppress!
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Ouyang Tian looked at the blood-stained village. There were only six surviving children in the whole village, and they had set up all the traps little by little.
Ouyang Tian felt very sad when he saw these children, who were about the same age as him, but they were struggling to survive in such a dangerous environment.
"Brother Niuwa, I'm hungry, can we eat?" A little girl with a sallow face looked at Niuwa timidly.
This little girl looked ashamed. Food is the most important resource in the village. Brother Niuwa has risked his life in order to survive.??She was searching for food, but she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it anymore.
"I'm hungry too, why don't we eat something together!" Ouyang Tian rubbed his stomach.
"Well, I'll prepare the ingredients, and we'll eat some in this village." Jiang Huang nodded.
"No, I have purple spirit rice here, senior brother, just make some porridge." Ouyang Tian took out a bag of purple spirit rice.
Jiang Huang was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that Zi Lingmi was a treasure in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of this senior brother, it was just average. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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