Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

During the ups and downs, Wang Chen passed the row upon row of houses and tile houses, and arrived in front of the temple where people were suspected to exist.

Although the sky is forbidden in the Nine Dragons Underground Palace, flying spells and magic weapons cannot be used normally, but after this period of time, he has become familiar with the special environment here, and has also developed a method of plundering quickly.

The city is deserted, the long streets are covered with dust, but most of the buildings are basically intact.

Wang Chen also found no trace of evil spirits or monsters.

A dead city.

Since there is no self-illuminating obsidian in the city, and there are few ground mushrooms that can illuminate, the light is extremely dim, making the firelight projected from the temple hall particularly conspicuous.

Town God's Temple.

Wang Chen raised his head, saw the plaque hanging above the gate of the palace, and recognized three real seal characters.

The two gates of the Town God's Temple are made of unknown materials, and they have not decayed or damaged after thousands of years. One of the gates is ajar.

From a distance of ten feet, Wang Chen waved his palm and patted it.

boom!

With a muffled sound, another door slammed open.

The interior of the hall instantly caught Wang Chen's eyes.

The inside of the Town God's Temple was empty, with four thick stone pillars supporting a high dome, and a huge statue of a god stood facing the gate of the temple.

The height of the statue is more than seven sticks. It is burly and muscular. It wears armor and holds a big mace. It has lion eyes and a broad nose and looks mighty.

Although the sacrificial priest has long since ceased to exist, it is still guarding the city!

Wang Chen noticed that in front of the statue, there was a pile of burning bonfires.

The fire light he saw earlier was obviously emitted by this bonfire.

Beside the bonfire, there were still some baggage and weapons scattered about.

It seems that a group of travelers were resting here, and suddenly encountered an accident, and the fire was still there.

Wang Chen didn't enter the hall immediately, but unfolded his spiritual consciousness to inspect the hall carefully.

No abnormality was found.

He sacrificed the Yaoguang Sword to protect his whole body, and walked into the Town God's Temple step by step.

The hall was very quiet, only the "cracking" sound of burning firewood could be heard. It seemed that the ashes had been burning for a long time, and they could persist for a moment or two at most before they were extinguished.

Here comes the problem.

Who set up the bonfire here, and what caused them to suddenly disappear?

Wang Chen frowned, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

After thinking about it, Wang Chen sat down by the campfire.

He took some dry wood from the stash bag and added it to the campfire.

After finally finding other people's traces, Wang Chen planned to wait here for some time to see if anyone else would come.

Also take a good rest.

I don't know if it's because of the recent mental fatigue. Sitting by the warm and bright fire, the deep tiredness came quietly, making his eyelids start to fight.

Wang Chen's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

After almost another stick of incense, three figures flashed into the hall like ghosts.

There are three monks, two men and one woman!

The robes they wore were tattered and torn. It seemed that they hadn't been washed and repaired for a long time. They were all unkempt and dirty, except for the pair of eyes staring at Wang Chen that were shining brightly.

Like a hungry and thirsty beast eyeing a delicious prey!

"Hahaha!"

A scar-faced male repair danced and let out a hoarse and ugly laugh: "What a big fat sheep!"

The female cultivator next to her licked her chapped lips and said, "Brother Gan, I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Another one-armed male cultivator said impatiently: "Hurry up and kill someone, maybe someone else will come!"

"let me!"

The female cultivator took the initiative to invite Ying, and couldn't wait to wave out a silver hairpin!

The moment the silver hairpin was released from his hand, it turned into a stream of sharp light and shot towards Wang Chen's head.

The three of them were also very careful, and they didn't get close to Wang Chen when he was recruited.

Ding!

Seeing that the silver hairpin was about to hit Wang Chen, it was suddenly bounced away by a raised finger.

snatch!

It changed direction, shot through the roof of the hall and disappeared.

But Wang Chen, who had been drowsy, opened his eyes, straightened up and showed a smile that was not a smile at the person who came.

The three monks were all shocked.

The scar-faced male cultivator yelled: "Why is Mixianxiang not effective?"

"It turned out to be Mixianxiang."

Wang Chen sniffed, smiled and said, "No wonder there is no smell."

Mixianxiang is a special drug that can be mixed with firewood and incense to burn and emit. It is colorless and odorless, and it is difficult to prevent.

This kind of drug has a very strong effect on Qi training monks, and can make people fall asleep invisible.

If the cultivator of the Zifu accidentally got the trick, it will also have the negative effect of weakening the muscles and bones, which will affect the normal display of strength.

The moment Wang Chen stepped into the hall, he felt something was wrong.

But he remained motionless, pretending to be unconscious, and sat down by the campfire.

Lead the snake out of its hole!

In fact, this kind of mist is very effective against ordinary monks, and it is even more powerful in the special environment of the Kowloon Underground Palace. However, Wang Chen's Tianlong King Kong Dharma has been practiced to the sixth level, and he has condensed the indestructible body of the King Kong.

Not to mention the mere fascination with Xianxiang, even the stronger Drunken God Smoke would not have much effect on him!

King Kong is not bad, and all poisons are invulnerable!

"kill!"

The one-armed male cultivator was extremely brave, and seeing his plot revealed, not only did he not have the slightest intention of retreating, but he roared and rushed towards Wang Chen.

He swung his remaining right arm and punched Wang Chen.

The one-armed male cultivator's movement was extremely fast, and he was in front of Wang Chen in the blink of an eye. His clenched iron fist pierced the air without a sound, and a metal-like light glowed on the raised skin of his joints.

The strength and power of the fist caused fluctuations and ripples in the surrounding space.

At the same time, the scar-faced male cultivator shook his hand and typed out a talisman.

A cloud of spiritual light burst out suddenly!

The female cultivator next to him suddenly turned her head sideways, and dozens of cold lights shot out from her bun.

Shoot at Wang Chen's lower body!

The three cooperated extremely tacitly, obviously used to such joint siege.

Facing the opponent's surprise attack, Wang Chen did not dodge, and waved his right palm to meet the iron fist that was coming towards him.

This one-armed male cultivator is obviously very good at melee fighting, his boxing skills have been cultivated to a very high level, he is 100% using martial arts to enter the Tao, and he has cultivated to the ninth level of Qi training.

This punch, the middle and low-level qi training monks blessed with the protective magic shield, can't resist it!

Snapped!

Fist and palm clash, the sound is crisp.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the figure of the one-armed male cultivator suddenly stopped.

The ferocity and arrogance in his eyes instantly turned into boundless horror!

The next moment, the one-armed male cultivator flew backwards.

His fist suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, his only arm was twisted into a twist, and white bones protruded through the skin!

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