Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 243 Furong Street

   Enter the world fragments, observe the environment, restrain your breath, and confirm the temporary safety, then carefully explore the surrounding situation.

  Somewhere in ruins.

   A group of more than ten people formed a circle.

  An old man in black was sitting in the middle, his long sleeves were shaking, and flying insects flew out from under his clothes, flying in all directions.

  As the insects flew away, through some kind of secret method of mind connection, the situation around the ruins also fell into the old man's perception one by one.

  The people around looked alert and didn't say a word.

Shortly after.

  The old man opened his eyes, as if he had noticed something, and his face was solemn.

   "Brother?"

  A beautiful woman with a soft whip hanging from her waist asked in a low voice:

   "How's it going outside?"

   "Hmm..." The old man hesitated to answer, thought for a while, and pointed at the crowd:

   "Little Five, Little Seven, you two go south."

   "Master." The two were taken aback when they heard the order, and were at a loss for a while, and panic appeared on their faces for some reason.

   "What?" The old man's face darkened:

   "Don't listen to the master? Or do you want to taste the taste of a hundred worms?"

  The bodies of the two froze, and their eyes became more frightened. After looking at each other, they nodded heavily:

"Yes!"

   "Xiao Jiu, Wu Sun." The old man looked at the other two again:

   "You go north."

  The two people mentioned also trembled. Although they could see that they were unwilling, they still gritted their teeth and nodded.

   "Go!"

  The old man waved his hand with a cold expression on his face:

   "There's more noise."

"Yes!"

  The four should be, clenched the weapons in their hands, and ran in two directions.

   not long.

   Roaring, roaring, and inexplicable strange noises, accompanied by light earthquakes on the ground, came from a distance, and all kinds of existences hidden in the dark were also revealed.

"Walk!"

   Seeing that the time was ripe, the old man's eyes lit up, and he led the crowd towards the west.

  No words all the way.

   After rushing out of the ruins, the sound behind them became farther and farther away, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The beautiful woman smiled and said:

   "Fortunately, brother brought more people, otherwise it would be troublesome."

  With her cultivation base, she can naturally perceive how terrifying the aura surged just now, and she is afraid that the strong late black iron will not be able to stop it.

  If they meet head-on.

  A group of people on our own side, very few can survive.

   Fortunately, I brought some 'bait' on this trip to lure the murderer away, so that I can easily pass through the dangerous place just now.

   "Be careful." The old man stroked his beard with a slightly relaxed expression on his face:

   "Nine times out of ten this place has something to do with the abyss world. There are many black iron ranks. Fortunately, we don't need to confront them head-on."

   "Searching for the source quality is the business!"

   "Yes." The woman nodded:

   "Brother said..."

  The voice suddenly stopped, and the woman's expression froze on the spot.

   "Junior Sister?"

  The old man's eyebrows twitched, as if he had sensed something, he reached out and touched the woman lightly.

   "Hula..."

  The beautiful woman who was talking and laughing just now, like tofu piled up and formed, collapsed with a light touch.

  Countless chunks of meat were scattered on the ground, and streams of blood sprayed out.

   "Junior Sister!"

  The old man's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes showed even more panic.

   Although the woman's strength is not strong, she is also a black iron. Not to mention her physical body has been tempered, her perception and sensitivity are far beyond ordinary.

   Now.

   I don’t know when the body was divided!

   Still in front of him.

  The others retreated in unison, with fear in their eyes.

   "Shua!"

  A ray of black light flew across quickly, and before the others recovered, they passed one after another of figures, bringing out bloodshot streaks.

quick!

   Almost to the extreme!

   It even made it difficult for the black iron powerhouse to respond in time.

  From the beginning to the end, no one saw clearly what the black light was, only one life after another was harvested by it.

   "Poof!"

   "Wow..."

   One after another, the physical bodies collapsed.

  The old man retreated again and again, not caring about his group of 'disciples', he let out a loud roar, and rushed towards the distance.

   But the next moment.

   "Poof!"

  The head of the old man flew high, his body seemed to be unaware, and he continued to run forward for more than a hundred meters before falling to the ground with a thud.

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  Zhou Jia struggled to prop up his body from the ruins, looked at the tattered armor on his body, sighed helplessly, and put it into the Qiankun space.

   This set of armor still helped him a lot at the ordinary level.

  After advanced black iron, its usefulness has become less and less, and now even the defense power is useless, and it is nostalgic for not scrapping it.

   "Dah..."

  On the empty street, there was no one but him.

  The ground is paved with bluestones. Looking at the traces on the bluestones, there should be people coming and going here, but now there is no noise, leaving a piece of silence.

  Weeds grow from the crevices,

  The dust blows with the wind,

  The paper mixed with muddy water rolled on the ground, and the text on it had long been blurred.

  The facades on both sides have already collapsed. In the ruins, gravel is piled up, stained blood stains the stakes, and torn toys are hung on spikes. It is a scene of desolation and doomsday.

"Well…"

  The sound of the wind, like a mournful howl, breaks one's heart.

  Zhou Jia gathered his mind and stepped forward. The situation was urgent just now, and he threw Luo Xiuying out ahead of time, and he didn't know what the other party's situation was.

  However, both of them have Qian Lixiang from the Blood Vine Tower on their bodies, so they can be sure that they are not far away, and their vitality is still there.

   The top priority is to find the person first.

   "click..."

  A piece of wood was crushed by Zhou Jia.

  A man plus weapon weighs more than 2,000 catties. If it is not intentionally supported, even if it is walked on the bluestone ground for a long time, it will be deformed, let alone the wooden plank.

   He casually glanced down and was about to move forward.

   His footsteps froze suddenly.

  Calm heart surge, steep ripples.

   Slow heartbeat, sudden violent beating.

breathe.

   is also one of the stagnation.

   "No...impossible?"

  Zhou Jia's eyes danced, he turned his stiff neck, lowered his head again, and looked intently at the lines of blurred writing on the wooden board.

   Kanji!

   Lishu!

   are really Chinese characters!

  Looking at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar Chinese characters under his feet, Zhou Jia's body swayed slightly, his eyes were in a trance, and he seemed to be in a dream for a while.

"how come?"

  Muttering in his mouth, he suddenly turned his head and looked around.

  The unnoticed details in the ruins flooded into my eyes in an instant.

  Charcoal-grilled durian!

  ** Silver Shop!

  Lingji duck blood fans!

  The champion rice noodle!

  …

   Zhou Jia was short of breath, and ran with all his strength, stopped at the end of the street, and looked at the plaque that fell to the ground beside him.

   "Furong Street!"

   Jicheng Furong Street?

how come?

   His eye sockets twitched, and he turned around suddenly.

  How could this be Furong Street!

  As the most famous snack street in Jicheng, no matter what the evaluation is, everyone who comes to Jicheng will stop by and Zhou Jia is no exception.

  A brother from the same department is a native of Jicheng. He once brought him and his girlfriend here.

  The end is close to the gate of Daming Lake.

   Years have passed, and the impression has become blurred.

but…

  The street in front of me is more than three feet wide and more than ten miles long. The facade is eerie, and the road twists and turns, like a giant snake entrenched on the ground, trying to swallow everything that enters it.

  At the end of the line of sight, there is darkness, deep and dead silence, as if there is a great horror hidden inside.

   Zhou Jia looked up at the sky, his eyes lost his mind.

   "What the **** is this place?"

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   "Hoo..."

  Luo Xiuying straightened her twisted left arm, took a deep breath, and slowly stabilized the restless blood in her body.

  Compared to the black iron powerhouse, although she has the Iron Yuan Kungfu to temper her body and has made progress in her cultivation during this period, she is still too weak after all. She accidentally hit the ground just now and hurt her muscles and bones.

   Fortunately, there is no serious problem.

  Putting her mind together, she got up and stood up. According to the method taught by Zhou Jia, she drew the source force, determined the opponent's position, and walked.

  When the two separated, the chaos of world fragments was coming to an end, and the distance between them was not far away.

  around,

   It seems that there is no danger.

  Look around.

  Buildings of tens of meters come into view.

  Different from the buildings of Star Clan, most of the buildings in this world have collapsed into ruins, and countless strange-looking plants are growing in them.

  The rustling sound came from every corner.

Do not know why.

  The world gave her a weird, eerie, and terrifying feeling, even the flat floor tiles seemed abnormal.

  If the world could be measured by the signs of living creatures.

  The world...

   It's a chaotic world full of madness!

  Abyss!

  This feeling is very similar to the description about the abyss.

"what?"

  Suddenly, a voice of surprise came from a distance:

   "Aren't you... the one following Zhou Jia?"

   "You guys..." Luo Xiuying turned her head and saw a group of people, her tense expression relaxed slightly, and she cupped her fists at them:

   "So it's everyone on Xiaolang Island, Luo Xiuying is polite."

  Although Jia seldom interacted with people on Xiaolang Island along the way, they belonged to the same line after all, and they arranged their residences close to each other. Naturally, Luo Xiuying also recognized these people.

  A group of six people, except for a person named Yang Fan who is in the late Heitie period, the rest are ordinary ranks, and two of them have foreign surnames.

  Looking at their situation, their clothes were a little disheveled, but their breathing was very steady, obviously not affected much by the chaos just now.

   "What a coincidence."

  One of them nodded and looked back at Yang Fan:

   "Senior?"

   "Yes." Yang Fan nodded, with an indifferent expression:

   "Do it."

"Yes!"

  Several people should be, drawing their swords and approaching.

   "Several." Luo Xiuying's complexion changed, and she retreated hastily:

"What does it mean?"

   "I'm from Uncle Zhou, and we belong to the same lineage of Xiaolang Island. What are you doing?"

   "I know." One person sneered:

   "It's because you came with Zhou Jia, so I don't intend to let you go. You don't think we really treat him as one of our own?"

   "What are you talking about with her?" Someone frowned:

   "I killed the matter directly. When Zhou Jia is found, the master of the veins will take action, and I will always deal with this traitor in this world fragment."

   "It's too wasteful to kill." Someone shook his head:

   "This woman's appearance is not bad, and her figure is even better..."

   "What do you want to do?" One person laughed:

   "There is no time for you to relax in this place."

   "I mean, it should be useful to capture him alive. Even if we don't use it, we can still use it to blackmail that Zhou, right?"

   "I'm afraid you don't think so."

"Ha ha…"

   Several people laughed unscrupulously.

  A mere mortal of the eighth rank will not be taken seriously by them. Among them, there are only two of the tenth rank, not to mention that there is a black iron sitting in charge.

   "So it is."

  Luo Xiuying's beautiful eyes flickered, but there was no fear on her face, she just nodded slowly.

  The next moment.

   "Shua!"

   Yin Killing Sword!

  Black Iron Xuanbing!

  The next moment.

   With a flash of sword light, the five people froze together, and a bloodstain appeared on their throats at the same time.

   "Poof!"

  Blood splatter!

  (end of this chapter)