At this moment, the Vortex Village has been submerged in the dark night.
The distant blood mist that roared up turned the moon into scarlet.
Many people who looked up unconsciously stepped back, and the noise and anxiety seemed like boiling water rising rapidly.
However, several ninjas jumped out to control the scene, and there was no riot or stampede.
"What's going on?"
"Is it a power failure?"
"How come it's just today!"
"I don't think so. Is there an enemy invasion?"
As soon as the words were uttered, silence fell around the speaker.
The people's faces lit up by the moonlight were shocked beyond belief, and the huge disturbance that even the Whirlpool Ninja could not control broke out in an instant.
The darkness is like a raging tide, which blows through the whole street.
Many people looked at each other with panic and helplessness on their faces, as if they could hear each other's thunderous heartbeat and rapid breathing.
They don't know what happened, but they feel that something terrible is going on quietly.
"What's going on?"
The whole body of Xuanwhirl Yangjie suddenly fell low, and held her daughter Yizi's small hand tightly. The expression on her face also became very ugly.
The streets were dead silent, and nothing could be seen or heard.
"All ninjas, organize the villagers to go..." Yang Ji was about to say something with his voice raised.
At the next moment, he suddenly felt a deep chill and subconsciously looked up at the deep night sky.
"Here we are." The tone of the long door was very calm, as if it had been predicted.
"Ah ha ha ha!"
The first thing that broke the silence was an unusually harsh laugh, as sharp as a baby's throat.
Then, in the dim moonlight, two figures fell from the sky, making a very heavy sound, like a hammer hitting people's hearts.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to clear the venue. Ha ha ha!"
The piercing laughter came, and Yangjie's pupils suddenly shrank, reflecting the brilliant blue light in his eyes!
The blue light rising in the crowd reminds people of the rising sun on the coastline.
The rising sun can dye half of the sea and sky, and can also illuminate everyone's face now, making those who witness it feel stinging eyes.
No, that's not Chaoyang.
"Run!!" Whirlpool Yangjie made a shrill hiss.
In the next moment, the light bloomed to the extreme, just like the newborn sun in the night.
But it is not sunlight.
But, Thunder!!
"Lei Dun..." In the middle of the blue light, the black hoe Lei Ya held the Lei Dao · Ya and said calmly, "Lei Buried!!"
The blue light column fell from the night sky.
It quickly forms an irregular sphere from the ground.
If the thunder in the sky is a flash of branches, then this is the giant tree that grows after the thunder falls.
Boom!!!
The last white light of the light column was extremely bright, almost illuminating the whole Vortex Village, and also illuminating most of the dark night sky.
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"Cough! Cough!"
Whirlpool Yang Mustard's face was dull. Although his consciousness recovered, his ears were still buzzing.
"Hey! Hey! Wake up!"
The cry in his ear went from far to near, and his consciousness gradually began to recover.
Soon, the whole body was suffused with a sense of numbness, and the head was also in pain, then strong black smoke and sulfur smell poured into the nasal cavity of Xuanwuyang mustard,
Even, there is a strange smell of meat.
The nausea made his face white and he could not help retching.
"Ouch!! Cough!"
Yangjie lay on the ground with tears streaming down, and his vision gradually began to recover. In front of him, a white snowflake noise gradually turned into a hazy orange red.
"Why, what's going on..." Yangjie's expression became ferocious, and he reached out to hold his sore head.
When he opened his dry eyes and looked up stupidly, the whole person was totally stupid.
Firelight, soaring fire.
A piece of scorched earth.
Before his eyes, there was nothing but desolation, thick white smoke and charred ground.
"Are you sober? Do you need me to slap you again?"
At this moment, the cold and childish voice sounded in my ears.
Yang Ji subconsciously turns to look beside him, only to see the blindfolded kid looking at himself, still holding his daughter Yizi in his arms.
"Yizi!"
His eyes suddenly opened wide, and he half climbed up on the ground, but the dizziness made him fall down again, and he tried several times without standing up.
He didn't fall to the ground until Changmen put out a hand to hold his arm.
"Before the attack came down, you held your daughter, but there were some scratches."
The long door turned to look at the distance, and whispered in a somewhat complicated voice: "If someone hadn't blocked the ninja..."
At this time, Yang mustard's chaotic brain was awake and remembered the terrible Lei Dun Ninja.
"Village, villagers..."
He looked pale at the center of the explosion where the smoke and dust had dissipated, and saw the deep pit in the ruins and scorched earth.
A hundred meters away from the center of the deep pit, there were dozens of blackened figures who did not know whether they were alive or dead.
In the light of the burning flame, there were four scorched corpses in the square pit.
They kept their last action in life, and the seal in their hands was "Yin".
"That seal... Four Purple Flame Array."
Staring at the four charred corpses whose faces could not be seen clearly, Yang Ji's voice was hoarse like a broken bellows: "They used the Four Purple Flame Array to protect other villagers, at the cost of their own lives."
Four Purple Inflammation Array is a kind of Jiejie Ninja, which can be launched only when four people jointly use it. The last seal is Yin.
The release of Lei Dun's Ninja was shaken for only a few seconds, that is to say, the four ninjas didn't even hesitate
"I take back my words." The gate suddenly opened, paused, and then continued. "It's disappointing to indulge in the false peace, but the will to protect our companions is bright enough."
These so-called "relatives" also have places that he recognizes.
At this moment, the expression of Changmen suddenly froze.
Only two figures slowly walked out of the dust.
"Oh, it's disappointing."
Wuli grinned, showing his sharp teeth, then looked at the black hoe and thunder teeth, and gave a cruel and strange smile: "Your strongest move was blocked."
The black hoe and thunder teeth holding a thunder knife in both hands ignored him, but looked at the four still standing scorched corpses with regretful eyes and sighed: "This is the most touching one among the countless funerals I have held."
Seeing that he ignored himself, he gave a cold grunt and looked at the whirlpool Yang mustard leaning against the wall in the distance.
"Hmm?"
Wuli blinked his eyes and asked, "Isn't there two people just now?"
As the words fell, he suddenly heard a slight buzzing sound.
The next moment, the short figure appeared behind him quietly.
The plain white and rough fingers grasped the short knife and thrust it awestruck at the neck of Wuli Shiba.