Because his back was to Qiao Ciguang and Tianjie, Pei Ling could not see the scene of Qiao Ciguang overcoming the tribulation or the action of the village chief of Sang Village. He could only listen to the earth-shattering thunder that sounded in his ears from time to time, and it became more and more intense!

The lightning tribulation did not stop, indicating that Qiao Ciguang's process of overcoming the tribulation was very smooth.

And until now, his system management has not been interrupted, and even his clothes and hair have not been messed up. The peonies on his temples are still intact. It is obvious that the strength of the village chief of Sang Village is greater than he imagined.

horrible……

Time passes slowly.

Night soon turned into day, and then it was approaching dusk again.

Just like Senior Sister Li's Nascent Soul Tribulation at that time, Qiao Ciguang's Nascent Soul Tribulation also lasted for one day and one night.

Finally, with the last ray of thunder slowly dissipating, the calamity cloud quickly dissipated.

Qiao Ciguang's whole body was covered in blood, and the Wanxuan branches couldn't help but shed little bits of clear light. The aura of each person and each branch had reached the Nascent Soul.

Because she had just broken through, the magic power around her was surging, as vast as the sea, and she became more and more powerful.

Without enough time to experience the changes in the Nascent Soul stage, Qiao Ciguang's eyes immediately turned to the village chief of Sang Village.

At present, all the other villagers in Sang Village have been wiped out by the thunder. Only the village chief and the groom are still alive!

Qiao Ciguang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was about to take action immediately to kill the village chief and the groom.

But the moment her eyes touched the groom, her heart moved slightly, and she suddenly had a very scary thought for her...

For a moment, Qiao Ciguang wanted to kill him, but was reluctant to do so.

At this moment, the head of Sang Village smiled coldly, stood up with his sleeves folded, and said in a bewitching voice: "Very good, the catastrophe has passed, you can continue to worship!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and raised it upwards. All the villagers who had been destroyed by the thunder reappeared one by one.

"Bride, please pay your respects quickly!"

"Bride, please pay your respects quickly!"

As if nothing had happened, these villagers stood among the ruins, smiling festively and strangely, looking at Qiao Ciguang, and urging him in unison.

There are also children running around, shouting happily: "The bride is coming to worship! After bowing to heaven and earth, go to the bridal chamber!"

"You will have a baby after entering the bridal chamber!"

"Let's have a banquet after the baby is born!"

“Let’s have a banquet and give out wedding candies!”

"Bride, come to the bride's house, come to the church! Come to the church quickly..."

Looking at this scene, Qiao Ciguang suddenly realized that it was a clone!

There are actually only two people in this village from beginning to end.

One is the village chief in front of him, and the other is the groom.

Everyone else is the clone of this village chief.

However, even though she knows this now, it doesn't help.

The other party's enchantment could not do anything to her, but in the bottom of her heart, she could not help but have an idea that made her think about it but was unable to fight it: to be able to worship that groom was her long-cherished wish for many years!

Qiao Ciguang held Wanxuanzhi in his hand and maintained his shooting posture. His expression remained unchanged, but he was struggling fiercely in his heart.

Upon seeing this, the village chief of Sang Village was not polite. He immediately stepped forward, grabbed Qiao Ciguang's neck and dragged him to Pei Ling's side.

Although Qiao Ciguang had cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage at this moment and was stronger than before the tribulation, under the full attack of the [Inner Demon Dayan Curse], for a while, he couldn't think of any objection.

She used her last bit of willpower to force herself to stand, but the next moment, the village chief kicked her calf and forced him to kneel beside Pei Ling. Then, he took out the bone flute and played it again.

Under the control of the system, Pei Ling immediately knelt down and kowtowed to his superiors.

The upper part was originally a very ordinary furnishing, but at this moment, as the village chief moved the magic weapon, a real scene was revealed: a hanging bead curtain, hanging quietly, and behind the bead curtain, there was a statue of a faceless monk in civilian clothes.

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The statue was clearly standing there majestically, but everyone subconsciously stared at the bead curtain and ignored it.

"I pay my respects to you, Master!"

While Pei Ling kowtowed, the village chief sang a ritual, held down Qiao Ciguang's head, and forced her to kowtow heavily as well.

Immediately afterwards, the village chief directed the two of them to move slightly, strode to the top and took a seat, shouting: "Two bows to the high hall!"

In the sound of words, Pei Ling was controlled by the system, and Qiao Ciguang was forced by the village chief's spell, and at the same time he bowed to the village chief.

At this moment, the fate of the village chief's son came crazily!

However, the village chief didn't notice and asked the two men to turn around and stand face to face. Then they kowtowed to each other.

"Couple greetings!"

With this last bow, Qiao Ciguang's expression suddenly changed. She wanted to get up immediately and fight to the death with the father and son, but the joy that kept coming from the bottom of her heart made her unable to do so.

The village chief noticed his expression, slightly curved his mouth, and revealed a malicious smile. He did not let Pei Ling and Qiao Ciguang stand up, and made the newlyweds maintain the posture of worshiping each other. He stood up and took out a knife from somewhere.

A bone bell swayed while surrounding the newlyweds, singing and dancing. The lyrics were clearly pronounced in the ancient and difficult-to-pronounce Yunzhuan script: "A sacrifice is held in the middle of the tree, and a wife is married under the mulberry tree."

"Huanghuang evening ceremony, Xuer morning and evening."

"Husband and wife are one, sharing joys and sorrows."

"If you unite and unite, you will never be at odds with each other."

As the village chief sang, the villagers inside and outside, including children, also responded in unison: "Sacrifice is held in the middle of the tree, and wives are married under the mulberry tree."

"Huanghuang evening ceremony, Xuer morning and evening."

"Husband and wife are one, sharing joys and sorrows."

"If you unite and unite, you will never be at odds with each other."

Immediately, the village chief and the villagers kept repeating: "Husband and wife are one, sharing joys and sorrows."

"If you unite and unite, you will never be at odds with each other."

This seemed to be a song to bless the newlyweds, but Qiao Ciguang felt a chill in her heart. Her fate seemed to be connected to another person!

No need to think about that person, it must be the groom!

The village chief's purpose is obviously more than that.

After chanting repeatedly to confirm that the new people's fates were connected and the connection was stable, the village chief's tone suddenly turned gloomy, and his dance also immediately changed, becoming crazy and messy, like a crazy tiger and a dragon, wandering around wantonly.

, the sound of the bone bell was so rapid that it almost broke: "With your destiny, merge my clan."

"With your way, my blood and bones will be renewed."

The expressions of the villagers also turned crazy, and they echoed hysterically: "With your destiny, you can integrate my clan!"

"With your way, my blood and bones will be renewed!"

Qiao Ciguang's face turned pale, her destiny, her blood essence, and her foundation were all being lost!

Moreover, instead of being lost elsewhere, it is being continuously extracted and poured into the body of the groom who is worshiping him in front of him!

This singing, dancing, and chanting seemed to consume a lot of energy. The village chief's aura dropped significantly, but he didn't care at all. He stretched out his hand and a heavy coffin immediately flew out from the ruins behind, with a "clang".

It landed next to Pei Ling and Qiao Ciguang.

In this coffin, the master's final destiny is suppressed!

The village chief took out the twelfth nail without any hesitation. At the same time, an obscure aura suddenly appeared on Qiao Ciguang's body, which was absorbed by the nail.

The next moment, the village chief waved his hand and drove the twelfth nail into the coffin.

Holding the coffin with his hand, the head of Sang Village couldn't hide his excitement. He continued to sing: "All living beings are in trouble, just like the morning dew."

"On what day will the dragon transform and the shackles will be released..."

Done!

The twelve long nails were complete, and immediately glowed with a layer of crimson blood composed purely of curses and resentments, taking away the last trace of life in the coffin, and the son of the village chief was quietly wiped out.

After that, the twelve long nails turned into the phantoms of the twelve cities, majestic, tall, simple, and thick... looming among the giant mulberry tree crowns. The next moment, they were all absorbed by Pei Ling!
Chapter completed!