The electric beads are the heirloom of the Zhao family, one of the five spirit beads of China.

Lei Lingzhu appeared, and the sky of Jingnan City was instantly shrouded in a dark cloud, the dark cloud rolled, and countless electric lights flashed in the dark cloud.

The sky also darkened in an instant.

The old man dragged the Lei Lingzhu in his hand, and dozens of Zhao family masters behind him gathered together with their hands, and the internal force and spiritual power were beating from their fingertips, and the power was all gathered in the lightning of the Lei Lingzhu.

The Thunder Spirit Bead rolled, and a blue light was reflected on the stone tablet from the Thunder Spirit Bead.

The cracks on the stele slowly coalesced under the blue light.

Lei Lingzhu is a treasure passed on to the Zhao family by the ancestors of the Zhao family, and the ancestors of the Zhao family sacrificed it with blood when the stele was broken, and suppressed it with Lei Lingzhu, so that the demons could be subdued and the demons could be kept safe.

Zhao Wenzhuo used the name of the Dance Forest Conference to lure the gang masters of the Jiangnan provinces to come with the Heavenly Sword, and then Zhao Wenzhuo tricked them into his Zhao family's forbidden land, in order to use the blood of these martial arts people to sacrifice the stele, and then ask the ancestor to lead the family master to suppress the crack of the stele with the power of Lei Lingzhu.

At that time, Zhao Wenzhuo could completely attribute the death of these martial arts masters to their cannibalism, so that his Zhao family would not have to sacrifice the strength of his family, but would also destroy enemies like Qin Guanxi, which could be described as a hundred benefits and no harm.

Zhao Wenzhuo didn't know what the stele suppressed, but from the inheritance of the family, he roughly understood that the stele suppressed an ancient fierce beast, if the ancient fierce beast escaped and broke the stele and came to the world, not to mention the common people in the world, it was said that his Zhao family would bear the brunt of the ancient fierce beast.

Twenty years ago, the stone stele in the backyard of the Zhao family, which had been silent for many years, actually cracked, and twenty years have passed, and the cracks on the stele are getting bigger and bigger year by year.

When the crack appeared, the Zhao family thought of the legacy passed down by their ancestors, the stele cracked, and the Zhao family died!

For the survival of the Zhao family, the two generations of the Zhao family worked hard to plan in their hearts, and a few days ago, the conspiracy that had been prepared for twenty-three years finally succeeded.

Zhao Wenzhuo successfully deceived the major masters of Jiangnan Province into the forbidden land of the Zhao family, and used their blood to save the life of his Zhao family.

The ancient fierce beast suppressed in the forbidden land of the Zhao family, due to the long age, no one in the Zhao family knew where the fierce beast was sacred, but Zhao Wenzhuo knew that the desolate beast in the ancient period was extremely domineering just by hearing its name.

Qin Guanxi and his party will definitely not be the opponent of the Ancient Desolate Beast, after such a long time, compared to Qin Guanxi Wu Mi, they have already been eaten by that Ancient Desolate Beast.

"Children of the Zhao family, concentrate on calming down and do your best!" Suddenly, a loud shout from the ancestor pulled Zhao Wenzhuo, who wanted to enter the wrong, back to reality, Zhao Wenzhuo was stunned, sat up in a hurry, and his spiritual power was transmitted to Lei Lingzhu.

The lightning light of the thunder spirit bead burst out with a dazzling light, and the cracks on the stone tablet slowly became smaller under the light of the thunder spirit bead until it disappeared.

At the same time, in the enchantment sealed with the White Tiger Beast in the stone tablet, the White Tiger's blood-red eyes looked at the cracks that disappeared in the void in a flash, and there was an indescribable anger in his eyes.

"Burning Sky, I am inseparable from you!"

A violent roar sounded from the white tiger's bloody mouth.

The unwilling white tiger's huge body jumped up, the tiger's claws grabbed the void, and Qin Guanxi disappeared into nowhere.

Suddenly, thunder billowed in the boundless night sky.

The white tiger raised its neck, and above the nine heavens, a bolt of lightning the thickness of a bowl poured down from the night sky and rushed straight towards the white tiger.

"No!" When the white tiger saw the thunder flashing in the night sky, a look of fear flashed in his blood-colored eyes, and the white tiger roared, and the huge thunder hit the white tiger's body, and the white tiger's huge body actually bent down stiffly.

Then, countless bolts of lightning, emitting a faint blue light, poured from the void on the white tiger's jade-white tiger skin.

The blue thunder light instantly surrounded the White Tiger Beast.

"No!" a reluctant roar echoed in the night sky.

I don't know how long it took, the thunder fell silent, and the domineering blue divine thunder also disappeared into the night sky.

The huge white tiger also disappeared when the giant thunder disappeared.

In the vast dark night, only the broken bones on the ground were still turned into powder by the breeze, and drifted away with the wind.

At this time, outside the Zhao family's compound, the stone tablets that were originally full of cracks were completely gathered together without a trace of cracks.

And the Lei Lingzhu that was hanging in mid-air and flashing blue light also turned dark gray in an instant and fell into the hands of the ancestor of the Zhao family.

It's as if it never happened.

Only the ink-colored stone tablet in the backyard of the Zhao family was silently telling what happened inside and outside the stone tablet

Sujiang Province, a remote mountain village in northern Jiangsu.

Xinliu Village is a simple small village in the countryside of northern Jiangsu.

Like the villages handed down from China for thousands of years, Xinliu Village is quiet and peaceful in a corner of China.

At the entrance of the village, a boy of half age, carrying a bamboo basket about the size of his head, crossed the dirt road at the entrance of the village and walked towards the mountain surrounding the village.

The boy carried the bamboo basket on his back to find some wild vegetables in the mountains and brought them back to feed the pigs.

"Xiao An, I'm going to hunt pigweed for the house again. ”

Along the way, the people in the countryside who came back from the fields with hoes on their shoulders looked at the boy who was carrying a bamboo basket and pursed his lips without saying a word, with a look of appreciation in his eyes.

"Yes, Uncle Liu. The boy known as Xiao An would stop and say hello politely whenever he saw someone, and the boy's thin little face always regained its calm after a smile.

The boy carried the bamboo basket on his back, looked at the sun that was about to set in the western sky, and his limping steps couldn't help but speed up by three points, the boy was very delicate, but his walking posture was one high and one low, one foot, lame.

He must get the hogweed back from the mountains before it gets dark tonight, or the pigs will starve.

Xinliu Village is surrounded by mountains, only there is a small road leading to the outside in the north of the village, and the place where Xiao An wants to go is a big mountain in the west of the village.

Walking along the way, Xiao An's frowning brows are also secretly planning, a pig, the money from the sale of fat can be enough for half a year's tuition, the family has two pigs, and when the sow gives birth to piglets and the boar grows fat, their family's life will be comfortable.

Thinking that this could feed the pigs and sell them to save enough money for tuition, a smile flashed on Xiao An's face again.

In a field of wild grass on the mountainside, the grass was still wet after the rain had just fallen, Xiao An arched his waist, took out a hoe from the bamboo basket behind him, lowered his body and searched for pigweed and put it in the back basket.

The boy was skillful, and every time he bent down and swung his hoe, he would put a handful of weeds into the bamboo basket.

The sun is setting, and the night is slowly coming.

Xiao An quickened his pace, he had to fill the bamboo basket behind him before it was completely dark.

However, when the sky was dark, the boy's face was also slightly afraid, deep in the mountains, in the vast grass and trees, Xiao An was only a teenager, and he was still very scared when he was alone here.

"Coo-coo" a little bird flew over Xiao An's head, and the sudden sound of the silent grass frightened Xiao An, and after a panic, Xiao An's eyes were busy calming down, and he silently comforted himself in his heart, not afraid, not afraid, just a cuckoo.

The night finally came.

Xiao An straightened up, turned his head and glanced at the full bamboo basket behind him, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, the boy turned up and down, feeling the heavy weight of the bamboo basket behind him, Xiao Anxin must be sure that the pigs at home will not be hungry tonight.

Turning around, Xiao An bent down slightly, looked around, identified the direction of going back, and walked back step by step.

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, the lights of Xinliu Village in the dark night were flashing and flashing, and his home was next to a stream in the village.

Suddenly, the boy walking on the grass stumbled, tripped over something on his not very dexterous leg and foot, and fell to the ground.

"Hiss" Xiao An covered his worn arm and gasped in pain, he slowly stood up from the grass and quickly picked up the bamboo basket on the ground, seeing that the pigweed was still lying in the bamboo basket safely, Xiao An breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao An turned his head to look at the grass behind him.

A dark shadow, lying horizontally in the grass, in the dark night, Xiao An was only in a hurry, just stepped on a soft thing, and then tripped over.

What tripped him was the black thing in the grass behind him.

In the dark night, Xiao An couldn't see what the black shadow was, but he judged by his consciousness that the black shadow in the grass looked like a person who had fallen in the grass.

Person?

Xiao An's heart fluttered, his throat moved up and down and swallowed with difficulty, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

This is a barren mountain, the farmers of Xinliu Village have gone home to rest after a day's work, and the place where Xiao An is located is a wild grassland, how can there be people?

It's not a human, is it a ghost?

As soon as he thought of the ghost, Xiao An subconsciously took more than a dozen steps back.

How could a teenager not be afraid when he saw a person lying in the grass in the middle of the night in the mountains.

"Coo-coo" a cuckoo, in the dark night across Xiao An's head, the originally scared Xiao An was even more frightened after hearing this bird call, he was so frightened that he limped into the distance.

In the darkness of the night, the thin figure of the little boy gradually moved away and disappeared.

In the night sky, a full moon rose, and the moonlight fell on the grass, and the dark shadows in the grass gradually revealed.

A man dressed in black lay silently in the grass, and the silver hair of the man in black was unusually dazzling under the moonlight.