Beiyin Great Sage

The top of the building.

An old man and a young man stand side by side.

The gloomy sky, the thick clouds as black as ink, weighed heavily on my heart, as if I could reach out and touch them from a high place.

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

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

"Abyssal Will?"

The young man was only in his early ten years old. He was wearing a pure white robe, which seemed 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 had eagle eyes and a hooked nose, with blond hair reaching his waist. He was holding a staff. He was a black iron strongman from the world of Feimu:

"It seems to be some kind of living creature with a will of its own, but this will is full of madness and chaos, and is difficult to understand and contact."

"The abyss fragments actually have no living beings, or even entities!"

"But when it merges with other world fragments, it will merge with the fragments of this world, causing the fragments of the world to mutate and evolve into many existences with abyssal characteristics."

"For example?" The young man raised his eyebrows.

"For example." The old man pointed at a stone lion wandering on the street below:

"Let some dead things in the original world become living things; some existences undergo changes; something becomes special."

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

The heavy body made the ground make a dull sound with every step it took.

"So that's it!" The young man suddenly said:

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

"Not bad." The old man nodded:

"The tunnel may have been only a few dozen miles originally, but due to the influence of the will of the abyss, it became hundreds of miles long, and even gave birth to some strange existences."

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

obviously.

Even with their strength, it is not easy to get out of the tunnel.

"You know so much." The young man in white looked sideways at the old man with amazement in his eyes:

"It seems that I made the right choice by following you."

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

"That's it. Among the six tribes in Hongze Territory, the people from Fei Mu world may not be the best in talent, but they definitely know the best about other worlds."

"Just like the abyss plane, very few people know about other races."

"Oh!" The young man asked curiously:

"Why?"

"Because..." The old man suppressed his smile and revealed his profound eyes:

"There is a god in Fei Mu's world!"

"It is a god who has the ability to reverse birth, old age, illness and death, cross the void dimension, and even open up a space. A true...god."

"The knowledge they impart to humans is far incomparable to other ethnic groups."

There are not only gods in the Feimu world, but also more than one.

There are gods who specialize in exploration, and there are gods who admire wisdom. Some of them have traveled to many worlds, and some are not willing to impart knowledge.

They are called gods!

certain knowledge.

It is an existence that ordinary people, even silver experts, are not qualified to understand. Only gods can contact it.

"This is a good thing!" The young man in white is from the Dili tribe. He has thorough 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 ruin world, life will be easier if you think about it.

"Not happy." The old man shook his head:

"Because God also has desires, and people are even more greedy. When someone peeks into God's authority, God will often send disasters upon them."

"For gods, humans are just their captive playthings and cannot be transcended."

After a pause, he said again:

"Do you know why there are so many intelligent races in Fei Mu world?"

"Why?" the young man asked.

"Because of divine punishment!" The old man lowered his head and said:

"Each divine punishment will destroy the wisdom created by the original ethnic group, and the new ethnic group will once again become the plaything of God, 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 World."

There will always be those who spy on God’s authority.

There will always be divine punishment.

Divine punishment will not completely destroy everything, so there will inevitably be fish that slip through the net. Over time, there will be a world where many ethnic groups are mixed.

Such things must be among the most secretive secrets in Fei Mu's world.

He actually knew everything.

The identity must be extraordinary.

"Let's go!"

The old man stretched his muscles:

"Someone is coming, and they are not easy to mess with."

As he spoke, the old man's body gradually deformed, turning into a monster about ten feet tall, with two wings on its back and a mouth full of fangs.

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

Ghoul!

It has a powerful existence that is comparable to the peak strength and speed of Black Iron.

What the old man cast was an exclusive high-level source technique with the blood of the Son of the Forest: Transformation.

"Wow..."

The ghoul flapped its wings, stretched out its claws to clasp the shoulders of the young man 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 the person walking at the end of the street.

The lion's eyes are blood red, its fangs are ferocious, and its power is definitely no less than that of the masters in the middle stage of Black Iron, or even more so.

"Peng!"

The figure waved its sleeves.

The huge stone lion was unable to hold back and flew high into the air.

"Hundred cracks!"

The figure stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the stone lion's abdomen.

The terrifying force rolled out like thousands of sharp blades. The huge stone lion was torn apart on the spot and shattered into stones all over the sky.

"Crash..."

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

"Senior brother."

Dugu Zang appeared at the side, his eyes lit up when he saw the stone:

"Super quality source!"

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

"Um."

Wu Shidao shook the thing in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, the stone disappeared. He looked up at the disappearing ghoul in the sky, and walked forward expressionlessly:

"Let's go and ask the living natives about the situation here."

"yes!"

Behind him, figures appeared one after another.

There were more than ten people in total,

Without exception, they are all black iron masters.

Even in the late stage of Black Iron, there are three people.

In this fragment of the world where silver creatures theoretically do not exist, 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 everywhere you look, it is full of ruins, everything is withered, and commercial buildings have collapsed.

Broken corpses, broken flesh, dirty blood, mixed with fallen leaves, covered the pitted ground.

The streets that used to be bustling with people were all deserted.

"Bang, bang... bang, bang..."

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

Walking closer, you can see a mutated corpse twitching through the glass.

It depends.

The corpse had not mutated for a long time, and it could not even hit the car door, nor did it know how to hit the relatively fragile glass. It just hit it repeatedly.

Sportswear, running shoes, special belts…

You can tell.

This corpse had certain preparations before its death. It may even have taken the initiative to lock itself in the car and take off all the belongings on it.

After thinking about it, Zhou Jia reached out and tapped the car door. A dark force penetrated the car door and shattered the corpse's head, stopping the impact.

…………

Soon after.

Zhou Jia had an extra map and several newspapers in good condition.

From time to time, he lowered his head to check the nearby terrain and flipped through the newspaper with a thoughtful look on his face.

Judging from the surrounding environment, it seems that Jicheng has been in ruins for at least several months, and I don’t know how long it has been since the news in the newspaper.

The latest news on it was that Jicheng was wrapped in fog, something happened to someone, the hospital was overcrowded, and the citizens began to panic.

Jicheng cannot enter or exit, the entire city begins to lose power, and technological equipment gradually fails. A strange red moon appears in the sky, and mutations begin to spread from the hospital morgue.

…

Just by reading the descriptions in the newspapers, you can feel the confusion and helpless panic that ordinary people feel when faced with natural disasters.

However, these situations are just the most common signs that the fragments of the world are being absorbed into the Ruin Realm.

Not surprising.

But the changes in Jicheng are obviously more than that.

The strangely elongated Furong Street, the missing citizens, and the culprit who caused the ruins in front of us are all unclear.

Mutation!

"Zhou Jia!"

The familiar voice made him stop and look back.

"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 over with the other two black irons on Xiaolang Island:

"The fragments of this world are not small. We are really lucky to have met so quickly. Let's go together and meet with the Pulse Master."

"That's fine." Zhou Jia was all right:

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

"What does the mutation that Senior Mo refers to?"

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

"Wu Shidao and Zhang Jiucheng should know that they killed so many people by hiding it and not telling anyone. They must report it to the inner door after they get out."

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

While talking.

Xue Xiao waved his hand and motioned for the two people behind him to follow. The three of them seemed to surround Zhou Jia casually, inviting them to come with them.

"That's it..."

Zhou Jia just asked casually and had no hope for the answer. He nodded and reached out to grab the throat of the person behind him.

"Then go to hell!"

"Crack!"

The palm of his hand exerted force and crushed the man's throat.

His movements were relaxed and casual, and his expression was calm and leisurely, but he raised his hands and feet to take someone's life, as naturally as he was serving tea and drinking water.

Wait until you let go.

A fellow traveler, Black Iron, died on the spot.

Even Xue Xiao couldn't detect anything wrong when he took action.

unexpected!

Unexpectedly, the killer suddenly strikes!

It doesn't give anyone any time to prepare at all.

"what are you doing?"

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

"The surname is Zhou..."

"boom!"

Before she could finish her words, her breathing suddenly stagnated, and she felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. Only a fist packed with energy came fiercely.

There was no time to think too much, the eyebrow stick in his hand trembled, all the strength in his body was concentrated on one point, and he quickly pointed out.

Collapse of mountains!

The source power gathered at the front of the stick, like a bright light emerging, exploding in the air, and colliding directly with the incoming fist.

"puff!"

Xue Xiao's body trembled, and he felt as if his whole body was being crushed by a mountain, with all his limbs and bones broken off.

As soon as his hand was loosened, the stick flew away.

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

After knocking Xue Xiao away with one punch, Zhou Jia turned sideways and looked at the remaining person. The person looked horrified as he looked at the missing dagger in his hand.

He slashed Zhou Jia on the back of the neck.

but.

Zhou Jia was unscathed, but the dagger, which was as sharp as iron as mud, was broken open by the force of the shock.

This is the black iron mysterious weapon!

He is a strong black iron man!

How can it be?

"puff!"

A big hand fell, and before the man could recover, the head on his neck exploded, with red and white spraying backwards.

Zhou Jia's face was gloomy, as if he had endless anger in his heart with nowhere to vent, and he walked step by step towards Xue Xiaoxing, who was struggling on the ground.

"You can't kill me!"

Xue Xiao's body trembled, and he moved back with his arms spurting blood, 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 hurriedly 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 wants to kill you. The Pulse Master has given your information to Xu Ding of Killing Sky Pavilion. He will definitely not let you go. I can help you."

"Zhou Jia!"

"We are friends, do you remember? I treated you to a drink, and the leader of the Lei Meilei Gang, she...she thinks highly of me."

"Please……"

"Do not kill me!"

"I can do whatever you want me to do!"

She was desperate to survive.

No matter what.

"Peng!"

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

Zhou Jia silently retracted his fist and let the blood slip from his fist. His gloomy expression did not change at all, but his murderous intent became even stronger.

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"Ninth grade!"

The corners of Yang Fan's eyes twitched, and his face looked ferocious:

"Bitch!"

He never imagined that Luo Xiuying, who was originally as weak as a lamb, would suddenly show her fangs and kill five people with one sword.

Hidden cultivation is also revealed.

Not the eighth grade,

But the ninth grade!

"snort!"

Luo Xiuying snorted coldly:

"No wonder Uncle Zhou said that everyone on Xiaolang Island is trash. There are so many people, but no one is prepared to be killed by me."

"Food, clothing, and a stable life have ruined all of you!"

"Ninth grade? Tenth grade?"

“It’s nothing if you have cultivation in vain!”

Five people, as long as one of them is prepared or careful to keep a distance, it is impossible for her to kill them all with one sword.

But by accident.

The five people gathered together, still in an arc, and they were even more unguarded. They almost told Luo Xiuying to draw the sword quickly. This was a rare opportunity.

"Okay!" Yang Fan was trembling with anger:

"good!"

"Bitch, suffer death!"

The energy surged, the strength of the palms surged, and the two top mysterious arts of the Big and Small Lang Islands, the Golden Jade Skill and the Splitting Heaven Hand, were used together, and the direct skills came.

Facing the oncoming attack, Luo Xiuying's beautiful eyes flashed, and she was not surprised but overjoyed.

weak!

This black iron is so weak?

In her impression, the black iron master was like Zhou Jia, with a terrifying aura, deep thoughts, and every move he made gave people endless pressure.

The two of them fought, and even though Zhou Jia suppressed his cultivation to the same mortal level, it still gave her a feeling of invincibility.

That feeling is despairing.

Even after taking the Dao Fruit again and understanding the Insidious Killing Sword, facing Zhou Jia, Luo Xiuying still trembled in her heart, as if looking at a towering mountain.

now.

Yang Fan didn't give her the feeling of pressure at all, and he didn't even look like black iron. With a casual sweep, there were several flaws in the palm technique.