Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 244 First move

  The top of the building.

   One old and one young stand side by side.

  In the gloomy sky, the thick clouds are as black as ink, weighing heavily on the heart, standing on a high place seems to be within reach.

  The old man withdrew his eyes looking up at the sky, and sighed faintly:

   "This is a world influenced by the will of the abyss."

   "The will of the abyss?"

  The boy is only in his early ten years old, wearing a clean white robe, which seems to be the uniform of a certain religion, with a sense of mystery and holiness.

  He frowned slightly and asked:

   "What is the will of the abyss?"

   "The existence of the abyss is difficult to explain in words." The old man with eagle eyes and hooked nose, blond hair reaching his waist, and a staff in his hand, is a black iron powerhouse from Fei Mu's world:

   "It seems to be some kind of living creature with its own will, but this will is full of madness, confusion, incomprehensibility, and inaccessibility."

   "The abyss fragments basically have no living things, not even entities!"

   "But when it merges with other world fragments, it will merge with this world fragment, and then make the world fragments mutate, evolving many existences with abyssal characteristics."

   "For example?" The boy raised his eyebrows.

   "For example." The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to a stone lion walking on the street below:

   "Let some dead things in the original world turn into living things; some existences undergo mutations; something has something special."

  The stone lion below was originally a dead thing at the gate of the house, but now it can walk and move, and holds a corpse in its mouth, chewing and swallowing flesh and blood carelessly.

  Heavy body, every time it takes a step, the ground makes a dull sound.

   "So it is like this!" The boy suddenly said:

   "Just like the place where we first appeared, the tunnels that are hundreds of miles long are definitely not the product of creatures in this world."

   "Not bad." The old man nodded:

   "The tunnel may have been only a few tens of miles originally, but due to the influence of the will of the abyss, it has become hundreds of miles long, and some strange existences have been bred."

   Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help showing a little fear in his eyes.

obviously.

  Even with their strength, getting out of the tunnel is not easy.

   "You know a lot." The boy in white looked sideways at the old man with wonder in his eyes:

   "It seems that I made the right choice to follow you."

   "Haha..." The old man laughed loudly:

   "That's the way it is. Among the six Hongzeyu clans, people from Feimu's world may not be the most talented, but they must know other worlds best."

   "Just like the abyss plane, I am afraid that few people in other races know about it."

   "Oh!" The young man asked curiously:

   "Why?"

   "Because..." The old man restrained his smile, his eyes were deep:

   "There are gods in Fei Mu's world!"

   "It is a **** who has the ability to reverse life, aging, sickness and death, cross the void dimension, and even open up a space. The real... god."

   "The knowledge they impart to the race is far beyond that of other races."

  The world of Fei Mu has more than one God, and more than one.

  There are gods who specialize in exploration, and gods who advocate wisdom. Some of them have traveled many worlds, and some don't hesitate to impart knowledge.

   They are called Protoss!

   Certain knowledge.

  It is an existence that ordinary people, even the silver powerhouse, are not qualified to understand, and only gods can contact it.

   "This is a good thing!" The young man in white is from the Dili tribe. He has profound wisdom and keen perception, and he accurately grasped the haze that flashed across the old man's face at that moment:

   "Why are you unhappy?"

  With the blessing of the gods, even in this world of ruins, life can be easier if you think about it.

   "Unhappy." The old man shook his head:

  “Because God also has desires, and people are more greedy. When someone spies on God’s authority, God will often bring disasters.”

  “For the gods, people are just playthings raised by them and cannot be surpassed.”

   Paused, then said:

   "You know why there are so many intelligent races in Fei Mu's world?"

   "Why?" The boy asked.

   "Because of God's punishment!" The old man bowed his head and said:

  "Every time God punishes, it will destroy the wisdom created by the original group, and the new group will become the plaything of God again, and so on, and it has been like this since the beginning of the world."

   "So there are more and more ethnic groups in Fei Mu's world."

   There will always be a prying eye on God's authority.

   There will always be divine punishment.

  God's punishment will not completely destroy everything, and it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net. Over time, there will be a world where many ethnic groups are mixed.

  Things like these must belong to the most secretive secrets in Fei Mu's world.

  He was so clear.

  The identity must be extraordinary.

   "Let's go!"

  The old man exercised his muscles and bones:

   "Someone is coming, they are not easy to provoke."

   While speaking, the old man's body gradually deformed, and he turned into a monster about ten meters tall, with wings on his back, and a mouth full of fangs.

  If people from Fei Mu's world saw it, they would definitely recognize it as a monster.

   Ghouls!

   Has a powerful existence comparable to the strength and speed of the peak of the black iron.

  The old man casts an exclusive high-level source technique with the blood of the children of the forest: Transfiguration.

   "Wow..."

  The ghoul flapped its wings, stretched out its claws to clasp the shoulders of the boy in white, and the two of them flew into the sky, breaking through the thick clouds and flying towards the distance.

on the ground.

  The stone lion weighing dozens of tons seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly ran wildly, with violent vibrations and a hurricane, and swooped towards a person walking at the end of the street.

  The lion's eyes are blood red, its fangs are ferocious, and its power is absolutely no less than that of a master in the middle stage of Black Iron, or even surpassed.

   "Peng!"

  The figure waved his sleeves.

  The huge stone lion couldn't bear it and flew high.

   "Hundred Cracks!"

  The figure stepped forward, reached out and pressed lightly on the belly of the stone lion.

  Terrifying force rolled out like thousands of sharp blades, and the huge stone lion was torn apart on the spot and shattered into a sky full of stones.

   "Clatter..."

   The dust was flying, and a palm-sized crystal clear stone appeared in the palm of the figure.

   "Brother."

   Duguzang appeared beside him, his eyes lit up when he saw the stone:

   "Super quality!"

  If something of this level falls into the hands of the Xuantian Union, it will surely create a black iron master.

"Um."

  Wu Shidao shook the things in his hand, shook his hand, and the stone disappeared. He looked up at the disappearing ghoul in the sky, and walked forward with a blank expression:

   "Let's go, first find the living natives to inquire about the situation here."

"Yes!"

   Behind him, a figure appeared one after another.

  A total of more than ten people,

  Without exception, they are all black iron masters.

  Even even in the later period of Hei Tie, there were three of them.

  In this fragment of the world where there are no silver creatures in theory, the existence of a group of them can almost walk sideways.

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  Furong Street!

  Zhou Jia withdrew his gaze and walked on Quancheng Road.

   This was originally the most prosperous street in Jicheng, but now it is full of ruins, everything is withered, and commercial buildings have collapsed.

   Dead bodies, minced meat, dirty blood, mixed with fallen leaves, spread all over the pitted ground.

  The bustling streets in the past are full of depression.

   "Boom... Boom..."

  A van stranded on the side of the road kept shaking, as if something inside was desperately hitting the car.

   Walking closer, a mutated corpse can be seen twitching through the glass.

  It depends on the situation.

  The body has not changed for a long time, and it can't even hit the car door, let alone hit the relatively fragile glass, but just hit it repeatedly.

  Sportswear, running shoes, special belts...

   I can tell.

  This corpse had some preparations before its death. It may even have taken the initiative to lock itself in the car, and all the things on its body were taken off.

   After thinking for a while, Zhou Jia stretched out his hand and patted on the car door, a dark energy blasted through the car door to crush the head of the corpse, and stopped the impact.

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Soon after.

   Zhou Jia has an extra map in his hand, and a few newspapers that are still in good condition.

  He lowered his head from time to time to compare the nearby terrain, and at the same time flipped through the newspaper, his face thoughtful.

   Judging from the surrounding environment, it would take at least several months for Jicheng to be dilapidated, and it is not known how long the news in the newspapers has been.

  The latest news on it is that Jicheng was wrapped in fog, someone changed, the hospital was run, and the citizens began to panic.

   Jicheng couldn't enter and leave, the whole city began to cut off power, and the technological equipment gradually failed. A strange red moon appeared in the sky, and the mutation began to spread from the hospital morgue.

  …

  Just by reading the descriptions in the newspaper, one can feel the panic and helplessness of ordinary people in the face of natural disasters.

  However, these situations are just the most common symptoms that world fragments are included in the Ruins Realm.

   Not surprising.

  But the change in Jicheng is obviously more than that.

  The elongated and elongated Furong Street, the disappearing citizens, and the culprit who caused the dilapidated walls in front of us are all unclear.

   Mutation!

   "Zhou Jia!"

  The familiar voice made him stop and turn around.

   "Senior Xue." Zhou Jia put away the things in his hands, and nodded towards the visitor:

   "What a coincidence."

   "Yes." Xue Xiao held a stick and walked with the other two Heitie from Xiaolang Island:

   "The fragments of this world are not small. We are indeed lucky to meet so quickly. Let's go together and find the pulse master to meet."

   "That's fine." Zhou Jia has nothing to say:

   "Senior, do you know why the world fragments entered this time are so different from the description in the library?"

   "What is the mutation that Senior Mo mentioned?"

   "I don't know either." Xue Xiao's face darkened:

   "Wu Shidao and Zhang Jiuzheng should know that they kept so many people in the dark and killed so many people. They will definitely sue the inner sect after they go out."

  Although she is a woman, she has a strong personality since she was a child. In addition, her fierce martial arts affect her mind, so her personality is more like a man.

   During the conversation.

  Xue Xiao waved his hand, motioning for the two behind to follow, and the three seemed to surround Zhou Jia casually, warmly inviting them to go along.

   "Is that so..."

  Zhou Jia also just asked casually, without any hope for the answer. He nodded and put his hand on the throat of the person behind him.

   "Then you all go to die!"

   "Crack!"

   With force in his palm, he crushed the man's throat violently.

  His movements are relaxed and casual, and his expression is indifferent and leisurely, but he raises his hands and feet to take people's lives, as naturally as serving tea and drinking water.

   Wait until you let go.

  A fellow black iron was killed on the spot,

  Even Xue Xiao failed to notice something was wrong when he shot.

   Abrupt!

   Unexpectedly, a sudden killer!

   There is no time for preparation at all.

"what are you doing?"

  Xue Xiao's eyes widened angrily, unaware that he was also planning to make a sneak attack, and shouted loudly:

   "The surname Zhou..."

   "Boom!"

  Before she finished speaking, her breathing suddenly stopped, and she felt as if the world was collapsing, and there was only one fist punching fiercely.

   Before he had time to think about it, the brow-level stick in his hand trembled, and he focused all his strength on one point, and quickly clicked it out.

  Collapse the mountain!

  The source power gathered at the front end of the stick, as if a ray of light emerged, and it exploded in the air, colliding directly with the incoming fist.

   "Poof!"

  Xue Xiao's body trembled, and he felt as if he was being crushed by a mountain from his body, and his limbs were all broken.

  As soon as he let go of his hand, the stick collapsed and flew away.

  The whole person flew off the ground lightly, and fell a hundred meters away.

   A punch sent Xue Xiao flying, and Zhou Jia looked sideways at the remaining person. The person looked terrified, looking at the short knife in his hand with a missing edge.

  He slashed at the back of Zhou Jia's neck.

but.

  Zhou Jia was unscathed, but the short knife that cut iron like mud was broken by the force of the shock.

  This is the black iron black soldier!

  He is a black iron powerhouse!

how is this possible?

   "Poof!"

  A big hand fell, and before the man regained consciousness, the head on his neck exploded, and red and white sprayed backward.

   Zhou Jia's face was gloomy, as if there was infinite anger hidden in his heart and there was nowhere to vent it, and he walked towards Xue Xiao who was struggling on the ground step by step.

   "You can't kill me!"

  Xue Xiao's body trembled, and he moved back with his blood-spitting arms, with a look of horror on his face:

   "Kill me, the pulse master will not let you go!"

"Do not kill me!"

   Seeing that the threat was useless, she quickly changed the subject. Even though she had a tough personality, in the face of death, her survival instinct still made Xue Xiao give up everything:

   "I... I'm still useful. I know who is going to kill you. The pulse master has given your news to Xu Ding of the Killing Heaven Pavilion. He will definitely not let you go. I can help you."

   "Zhou Jia!"

   "We also have friendship, do you remember, I treated you to a drink, and Lei Meilei's leader, she...she thinks highly of me."

"Please…"

"Do not kill me!"

   "You can tell me to do anything!"

  In order to survive, she is already desperate.

  Never mind.

   "Peng!"

  The ground trembled slightly, and the begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

  Zhou Jia silently withdrew his fist, allowing the blood to slip from his fist, his gloomy expression did not change at all, but his murderous intent became more intense.

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   "Ninth Grade!"

  Yang Fan's eyes twitched, his face sullen:

   "Bitch!"

  He never imagined that Luo Xiuying, who was as weak as a lamb, suddenly showed her fangs and killed five people with one sword.

  Hidden cultivation is also revealed.

  It is not the eighth grade,

   It's the Ninth Grade!

"Humph!"

  Luo Xiuying snorted coldly:

   "No wonder Uncle Zhou said that everyone on Xiaolang Island is trash. There are so many people, but none of them are prepared to be killed by me."

   "Beautiful clothing, fine food, and a stable life, I will feed you all!"

   "Ninth Grade? Tenth Grade?"

   "There is nothing but cultivation, nothing!"

  Five people, as long as one of them is prepared, or keeps a distance carefully, it is absolutely impossible to be killed by her sword.

   But somehow.

  The five people surrounded them together, still in an arc, not to mention not being on guard, almost telling Luo Xiuying to draw the sword quickly, the opportunity is rare.

   "Okay!" Yang Fan trembled angrily:

"it is good!"

   "Bitch, die!"

  The energy is rushing, the palm strength is surging, Jinyu Kungfu and Tianshou Shou, the two top mysterious kung fu of Langdao, are performed together, and the kung fu comes straight.

   Facing the incoming offensive, Luo Xiuying's beautiful eyes flickered, but she was not surprised but delighted.

weak!

  This black iron is so weak?

  In her impression, the black iron master should be like Zhou Jia, with a terrifying breath, deep thoughts, and endless coercion in every move.

  The two fought against each other, even if Zhou Jia suppressed her cultivation to the same mortal level, it gave her a feeling of invincibility.

  That feeling makes people desperate.

  Even after taking Daoguo again and comprehending the Yin Killing Sword, facing Zhou Jia, Luo Xiuying still trembled in her heart, as if looking at a towering mountain.

   Now.

  Yang Fan gave her the feeling that she didn't have that kind of coercion at all, and it didn't even look like black iron. With a random sweep, there were several flaws in his palm.

  (end of this chapter)