MTL - I’ve Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?-Chapter 400

As the cracks opened, the sacrifices slowly fell, and this showed a pair of appearances: the ghost gods took away all the sacrifices.

"What the **** is this?" Xu Yanyan frowned.

Out of sensitivity to space, Xu Xiaoyan does not feel that he will mistake the space crack.

Every space node has a special kind of energy. At the beginning, Xu Xiaoyan’s square was based on this energy, and evolved from a small ‘wallet’ into the magical portable space.

This special energy comes from the endless void, any space crack, space transmission array, in essence, is the combination of space and endless void, so these places will have this energy.

Xu Xiyan did not feel this energy from the crack, but it can be analyzed from the nature of the crack. This is clearly a passage to the alien space.

Xu Xiaoyan touched his chin, and somehow in his mind, he suddenly came out with himself and Tianle, clearly out of the same position, but could not communicate with each other.

“Is it really a different plane?” Xu Yanyan boldly made this guess.

"What?" Xu Zikai asked.

Xu Xiaoyan did not explain his own conjecture. He heard the deafening cheers in the entire square, followed by all the townspeople who had rushed toward the altar, and the crack on the altar suddenly appeared. Strong black air...

"Magic!" Xu Yanyan's pupil slammed.

Next to Tianle and Xu Zikai was also shocked by the heart, staring at the raging magic.

"How can there be magic here?" Xu Yanyan only thinks that the whole person is not good!

Here, the Xuan Yu Yu and the Mozu are still in full swing. He accidentally discovered a space full of magical power...

Can you still give a living! Is this the rhythm of death?

Xu Xiyan has a kind of ** that wants to smash the table.

He now understands why people in this small town can live forever... This is simply the role of ordinary people being created by magical gas!

The monk is turned into a demon by the magical gas, and the ordinary person reasonably says that he should not be able to withstand this level of magical gas filling. I don’t know what happened to this ghost town in the south of Jiangnan. The impact of the magic.

This is like forcing a person without a root to absorb spiritual power. It is good to explode and die. It is most likely that the spirit is gone, and even reincarnation is not qualified.

"Brother, look!"

Xu Yanyan is still puzzling how the people in this small town are suffering from magic. Next, Xu Zikai has noticed another thing.

The black cracks grew bigger and bigger, and the animals around the altar were quickly swallowed in. With the impact of those magical forces, the animals began to struggle desperately, and the fragile ** could not bear this. The impact of the degree, the animals quickly fell to the ground one by one, the bright red blood flowing around the altar, and then in the shocked eyes of Xu Yanyan and other people, along the blood trough reversed into the altar.

"Is there some kind of suction in the crack?" Xu Xiaoyan said to himself.

While spitting out the magic, while sucking blood into the crack, the same crack can present two completely opposite forces. This situation is somewhat puzzling.

He turned around and looked around. The townspeople in the ghost state were excited and mad, enjoying the magical gas flowing in the air. The magic from the cracks entered the bodies of these ghosts. And these monsters began to restore their human body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Is it changed back to people?" Xu Xiaoyan looked up at the sky, still the gray and white, the whole world is still only black and white, but the townspeople who became humans have already begun to have their own colors. .

Just like dyeing, every person who is a complete humanoid will focus on himself and gradually render the colorful colors. It is almost a blink of an eye, and the whole town is restored to a normal state.

However, Xu Yanyan observed during the observation that although the townspeople enjoyed the magical filling, no one dared to really approach the altar. Perhaps even the townspeople themselves are jealous of the rich magical powers, only dare to absorb some of the magical spirits that come out, as for the swarming out, entangled in the old trees like the magic of the black giants, but they dare not Contact is divided.

The only ones who really came into contact with the strong magic were the four unlucky ones tied to the trees. If they used to, they might have a chance to be transformed into a demon. After all, they are also good monks, even if they are remedies. Stacked out, it is also a real repair. Their weakness is only manifested in the combat power, and its strength is enough to bear the impact of magic.

It is a pity that they are unlucky to be unreasonable in this small town. The whole body is not at all. What if an ordinary person suffers from the impact of magic?

The answer is simple -

The whole body is cracked, the blood is spurting, and the dead can no longer die!

The four former Yuan Ying monks quickly lost the last trace of life under the impact of this magical force. Then there was a force that wrapped up their bodies, like the dough, using the bodies of their four bodies to pinch out the body of the four brawny.

The four strong men looked at the hard work at the first sight, and the body was still carrying the traces of perennial work. At first glance, they knew that they were real laborers.

Xu Yanyan looked at this scene in front of him, and the eyebrows were already wrinkled tightly together. The power of the squeezing clay man also came from the gap, but it was distinct from the magic.

Xu Yanyan felt the power, and the surprise in his heart could not be said, because he clearly felt that it was a spiritual power!

Spiritual power!

In a place full of such a powerful magic, how can someone cultivate spiritual power? ?

Magic and aura are two completely opposite forces. The magic is overbearing. In a magical environment, if you want to cultivate spiritual power, you have to pay ten times more than the magic of cultivation.

No one will do this kind of stupid thing, unless the other side has the strength to absorb enough aura in the area where the magic is full.

Just as Xu Yanyan was in a daze, the four-pointed starlight floated out of the crack of the gap and slowly fell into the bodies of the four people.

When the four great men slowly opened their eyes, Xu Yanyan knew that the four monks had completely died, and now the resurrection is the hard work that the original monks killed.

After the four coolies woke up, they made a few heads toward the altar.

Xu Yanyan noticed that since the four people woke up, the spiritual power has been protecting the four people from the magic.

Until the four men walked out of a safe distance, the spiritual power released their protection, and then - extended in the direction of Xu Yanyan.

Xu Yanyan was shocked, and he instinctively wanted to escape. But the spiritual power is so powerful that he can even reshape the flesh for the townspeople here. How could he lose his hand in this place?

Undoubtedly, Xu Yanyan was caught, along with him Tianle and Xu Zikai.

Being pushed by the spiritual force to the crack, just passing the four resurrected coolies.

Feeling the vitality of the four of them, Xu Yanyan's face is white. No matter how he struggled, he could never break the **** of the spiritual power.

"Damn!" Xu Yanyan snorted and tried to find some weapons from the Qiankun bag. But the spiritual power seemed to perceive what he thought, and turned into countless auras, and tied his whole person like a silkworm cocoon. Strict and solid.

Xu Yanyan: ... Mom! This time I can't even move my fingers!

The same nature of enjoying this kind of treatment also includes Xu Zikai and Tianle. At this time, the actions of the three of them are like caterpillars. Except for twisting one body, even a little extra action can't be done.

Just as Xu Xiaoyan’s face was gray and thought he was about to step on the footsteps of the four monks, he saw the space on his side bursting suddenly, and then a sheep’s head came out from inside—

“咩?(⊙_⊙)?” The snow group looked at Xu Xiaoyan innocently and seemed to have no idea what happened.

"Fast! Help!" Xu Xiaoyan was simply laughing. He was surprised to make a slap in the snow. Then he saw the snow group turning back and took out a red hand from the square and threw it hard.

Snapped!

The space burst again, and the square that was finally opened was isolated from the space.

Xu Yanyan: ...

Xu Zikai: ...

Tianle: Hehe...

Xu Yanyan looked at the bride’s hijab with tears and tears, and didn’t know what to say...

Potholes, this is! I’ve worked hard hard once, even if you can break the spiritual power of my body, what do you mean by giving me a red hijab? Let me be a bride before I die? Then is it going to become a ghost bride and come back to talk to you about life? ? ! !

Xu Xiaoyan has been confused, and the guy who is in the heart of the snow group is not reliable.

But who thought that the spiritual power was suddenly touching the red hijab, and then forced a roll, Xu Yanyan Xu Zikai and Tianle as if they entered the tornado, all of them were sucked into the gap.

In the square, the townspeople are still cheering, everyone is grateful for the gift of ghosts and gods, the magic of the spirit strengthens their bodies, and their souls are forever banned...

The white woman whose mood collapsed was like a passer-by from beginning to end. She did not dare to save her companions, nor dared to have any communication with Xu Yanyan.

She just silently hid in the corner, trembling, crying, resentful of God's injustice, lamenting her own experience.

Unconsciously, the people in the square gradually dispersed, and the girl who kept sighing and crying was like being forgotten, and she seemed to have forgotten herself. She only shed tears, but she never remembered why. And crying...

The Ghost Festival is over and the new year begins again.

The inn’s boss and Xiao Xiaoji seem to have forgotten the new townspeople they have welcomed, and the uncles who are passionate about mediaking Tianle can’t remember the existence of this person.

As many years ago, the whole town once again fell into the cycle of time. They constantly repeat what they have done in the past. Every day, every night, just...continuous...repeated... 2k novel reading network