I Have a City in a Different World

Tang Zhen stood on the roof, looking at the dozen or so men and women monks in front of him, guessing the origin of each other.

They may be Loucheng monks, or they may be indigenous monks. The specific origins cannot be determined for the time being.

Tang Zhen needed more information to draw accurate conclusions.

It was just the sudden appearance of this group of cultivators, which made Tang Zhen feel very uncomfortable, as if the benefits had been cut off.

Because there is only one step left, his arrangement is about to start, and he will get the biggest benefit in the ghost town.

The appearance of these monks caused Tang Zhen to give up his actions, feeling as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

Of course, Tang Zhen knew very well that this was not his own territory, and anything could happen.

What's more, his cultivation base has been sealed, and now he must learn to compromise temporarily, and then adapt to the situation.

If the opponent is hostile, then the next situation will be very dangerous, and the slightest carelessness may be eliminated.

At this time, Tang Zhen had a feeling that just relying on these insignificant indigenous monks alone would be enough to eliminate many of the original strong building monks.

No matter how helpless you are in your heart, there is nothing you can do. After all, there are too many things in this competition, and luck is also one of them.

When Tang Zhen observed each other, the male and female cultivators on the opposite side were also looking at him, and it could be seen that their expressions were very bad, and they even had strong hostility and vigilance.

"Where did you come from, and why did you appear in this ghost town with a sneaky look?"

The first female cultivator asked in a cold voice, with an aggressive tone. Tang Zhen was standing in the City Lord's Mansion upright and bright.

Tang Zhen looked at the other party expressionlessly. He observed the other party once, and found no trace of the Loucheng cultivator.

So nine times out of ten, these are indigenous monks.

However, out of prudence, Tang Zhen still made a gesture, which only cultivator Loucheng could understand.

The other party didn't react at all. Instead, he frowned in surprise, not understanding what Tang Zhen's gesture meant.

Seeing this, Tang Zhen sighed, it seems that the other party is indeed not a monk in Loucheng, but an aboriginal monk in this world.

This made Tang Zhen feel unsupported. Could it be that in this area, he was the only cultivator of Loucheng?

But at this moment, Tang Zhen didn't have time to pay attention to other things, but to ensure that he would not be killed by corpses and indigenous monks.

Looking at the eyes of these indigenous monks, they knew that they did not regard Tang Zhen as a good person, and they might attack at any time.

Tang Zhen decided to stabilize the other party first, so he said loudly: "It doesn't matter who I am, but our purpose should be the same, that is, to destroy this ghost town and free the residents who are dying!"

When Tang Zhen spoke, he looked upright and awe-inspiring.

Hearing Tang Zhen's answer, the men and women on the opposite side were stunned, as if the answer was different from what he imagined.

"Nonsense, I think you just want to collect death energy here, and then practice evil art!"

The female cultivator with slender eyes drank it again, with indescribable disgust in her tone, as if Tang Zhen in front of her was a demon.

In the eyes of other monks, the same is true, thinking that Tang Zhen is talking nonsense.

"interesting,

Why are you so sure? "

Tang Zhen looked at the other party and asked in a light tone.

"There is no identification mark on your body, indicating that you are not a member of any sect, so you are either a loose cultivator or an evil demon!

However, in my opinion, you are an evil demon outsider, otherwise why would you appear in the gathering place of evil spirits in the middle of this ghost town! "

The female cultivator continued, looking like she saw through Tang Zhen's trick, her eyes were full of contempt.

Tang Zhen heard the words, but sneered: "The dirty man is so skillful in snapping his hat, it is definitely not the first time he has done this, and I don't know how many people have been framed?

Saying that I'm not a good person, I don't think you are strong enough, otherwise, why would you allow the previous caravan to enter the city and watch hundreds of people lose their lives! "

When Tang Zhen left the inn, he discovered the existence of these monks, but he just pretended not to see it at the time.

There are many people on the other side, but Tang Zhen is alone, so it is not appropriate to cause more troubles.

But it didn't take long for the two sides to meet again at the City Lord's Mansion. Obviously, the other party also knew that there was a problem here.

Hearing Tang Zhen's questioning, there was a flash of disdain in the eyes of those monks, apparently not caring about the lives of hundreds of mortals.

But it is an ant whose life is as cheap as grass. What if some of them die?

Even in their hearts, they secretly mocked Tang Zhen for asking such a stupid question.

What kind of character Tang Zhen is, you can tell what they are thinking by looking at the reaction of the other party, and there is a hint of coldness in his eyes.

As the master of the war zone, there are countless living beings who died directly or indirectly because of him.

But even so, he still maintains his reverence for life, and he will never be like the monks in front of him, talking about hypocritical morality, and then stepping on the poor ants.

Of course, he wouldn't be angry because of this, but felt that these monks were going to cause trouble for him, so he secretly murdered.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Thinking of this, Tang Zhen stopped talking nonsense and asked coldly to the female cultivator opposite.

"What are you doing, the demons and outsiders can kill everyone, what do you say we want to do!"

The female cultivator on the opposite side snorted coldly, waved her hand fiercely to give an order, and then saw her companion leaping like a flying, surrounded Tang Zhen.

With the long sword unsheathed on his body, his intentions naturally do not need to be said.

Tang Zhen was surrounded by the center, but he never changed his face, but slowly drew out the purple long sword.

Although his strength was sealed, but with the creator's combat experience and special means, he may not be afraid of these dozen or so indigenous monks.

If he couldn't beat it, Tang Zhen also had a way to escape successfully.

The female cultivator's eyes fell on the purple long sword, and a trace of greed flashed in her eyes, obviously she had already seen that it was a weapon of magic.

Perhaps she was holding Tang Zhen's hand because of this purple long sword, trying to take it as her own.

The atmosphere is getting more and more tense, and the next moment will fight.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sound suddenly sounded from the roof in the distance, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Brother, do you want us to help?"

The language used by the other party is the common language of the Loucheng cultivator, and only the Loucheng cultivator can understand it.

When he heard this sentence, Tang Zhen was secretly relieved, knowing that there was no problem with the transmission this time.

Not only did he send it over himself, but other Loucheng monks had also arrived, but those guys were very calm until they jumped out at this moment.

"Despicable and shameless, it turns out that you have accomplices, as expected, they are evil demons, and they are all insidious!"

The female cultivator snorted coldly at Tang Zhen, her eyes flashed with contempt, but she became nervous in her heart, constantly looking at the surrounding environment.

The enemy is in the dark, they are in the light, and the situation seems to be very dangerous.

Her companion was also looking around, with a nervous look on her face, for fear of being attacked from behind.

When they had the upper hand in the past, their faces were full of pride, and they regarded Tang Zhen as a lamb to be slaughtered.

At this moment, after discovering that the mantis was there, he immediately became trembling and panicked.

Soon they found that figures appeared on the buildings not far away, and they continued to gather towards their location.

Although it was not clear when it was dark, a rough estimate would suggest that there must be at least hundreds of people.

In the farther place, there are more figures. They are standing on the ridge, looking coldly at the location of the city lord's mansion.

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