I Have a City in a Different World

When the entire auction house was shrouded in the projection of the Heretic God's kingdom, the mortals and monks who were in it all invariably felt desperate.

This special and terrifying environment is a breeding ground for evil, which can multiply and expand negative emotions.

Despair is like a tide, one wave after another!

For ordinary people, gods are simply irresistible existences, no matter whether they are evil gods or righteous gods.

Even a king-level cultivator is as fragile as an ant in front of the gods, and can be killed with just one thought.

Of course, in the vast majority of cases, the gods cannot come, otherwise the world would have already become scorched earth.

When they discovered that the accident had occurred, the first reaction of the monks gathered in the auction house was to flee the place.

It was only when he escaped that he realized that it was not as simple as he thought to get rid of the control of the gods.

The way to escape is clearly in front of you, but in a flash, it has completely disappeared.

After trying several times but failing, the despair in my heart became stronger and stronger, and my emotions were on the verge of collapse at any time.

With the arrival of the projection of the kingdom of the evil god, the auction house has been isolated from the normal world, resulting in this special space that can only be entered but not exited.

Desperate people began to run around, but unfortunately there was black fog everywhere, and it was impossible to discern the right direction.

It was pure black mist, black without any impurities, and contained the breath of death.

Under the influence of the black mist, all kinds of desire-related things emerged uncontrollably toward the body.

In the miserable screams, the servants of the evil gods kept appearing, and their souls were polluted and pulled away in an instant, turning into monsters that were neither human nor ghost.

At the same time, some people unfortunately saw the body of the evil god, and their bodies changed involuntarily.

For ordinary creatures, gods are the most pathogenic source of pollution. Because of the influence of the power of creation, the originally stable state of life can be thrown into chaos.

Whether it is crazy or turned into a monster, it is the sequelae of the destruction of stability. Under special circumstances, the probability of turning into a terrible monster is as high as 100%.

The vast majority of runaways will only turn into ordinary monsters, and in the case of runaway, they will go all out with every attack.

Coupled with the fear in the heart, it gives people the illusion that the servants of the evil gods are powerful and terrifying, but in fact these monsters are nothing more than that, and they cannot be compared with humans in some aspects.

Ordinary people will not pay attention to these, they only see the servants of the evil god who are attacking frantically, and they cannot restrain their fear.

But in the blink of an eye, the auction house has turned into a hell on earth.

In the kingdom of the evil god, even the monks will be affected. Like ordinary people, they are trapped in this evil place.

The monks gathered together in horror, constantly thinking about the way to escape, but it was only from the barrier set up by the evil god, but it cut off the connection with the real world.

The evil god servants appeared in groups, rushing towards the uninfected mortals and monks, as if they were going to hunt.

The cultivator, who has nowhere to dodge, can only fight against monsters, while constantly looking for opportunities to escape.

They asked for help from the king-level monks of their respective forces, but the result was like a rock sinking into the sea, and there was no response at all.

These monks did not know that the pressure on the four king-level monks was many times higher than theirs.

The more senior the monk is, the more he can feel the pressure from the gods, and the pain is indescribable.

They are struggling to keep themselves from being polluted by evil energies and turning into irrational monsters.

At the same time, they must control themselves and not look at the projection of the evil god in the sky, because as long as they look at it, they may have a mental breakdown.

However, the ravings that belonged to the Heretic God kept reverberating in his ears. Even if his hearing was closed, it was useless, and it still reverberated in his mind.

"It can't go on like this, we must find a way to get out of here immediately, otherwise we will die!"

Feeling the pressure as physical,

A king-level cultivator roared loudly. Now is not the time to confront each other, but to work together to get rid of the crisis.

"This is not an ordinary descendant at all, but a complete state that has descended for a long time, and an ordinary descendant can't compare with it.

What are the guys in the Demon Slayer Force doing? Why didn't they find such a danger, and let such a terrifying monster grow up to the present? "

There are also king-level monks who roared loudly and looked angry, thinking that the accident at this time was all related to the demon-destroying troops.

"Stop talking nonsense there, what's the use of talking about it now, let's think about how to deal with the evil god's hunting!"

If it is an ordinary descendant, only a king-level cultivator can easily kill it.

However, in the face of this kind of complete descendant, no king-level cultivator dared to fight against it, because that would be his own death.

Therefore, even in the face of a crisis, there is still no king-level monk who dares to take the lead, because everyone knows that the one who shoots first has the greatest chance of death.

However, Cam will not give the prey too many opportunities. It is now showing its tracks, and it has already planned to return with a full reward.

If all the souls of the auction house can be harvested and four Wang Ji monks can be hunted down, then the harvest will be the sum total of the past hundred years.

It was for this reason that Cam became very excited, because such a good thing had never been asked for in the past.

It secretly sighed in his heart, if it wasn't for Tang Zhen's sake, the descendant body couldn't have grown to such a powerful level that even a king-level cultivator could hunt.

Just when the four king-level monks hesitated and dared not take the initiative to attack Kam, Kam had already started to act.

If there is any further hesitation, the Demon Slayer will arrive on the scene, and it will likely return empty-handed.

The huge body condensed with the help of demonic energy and desire, with overwhelming pressure, went straight to kill the four kings and monks.

Seeing that it was inevitable, the four king-level monks could only fight back, and they did their best when they were desperate.

They soon discovered that the descendants were far more powerful than they had imagined, and the methods they mastered were strange and dangerous.

However, in the blink of an eye, a king-level cultivator was entangled in the long tentacles, and his soul was extracted and absorbed in strands.

The king-level cultivator struggled and wailed, but it was of no use, but in the blink of an eye, his soul was evacuated, and he became a servant of the evil god.

Compared to the monsters that ordinary people turned into, the servants of the evil gods who were transformed from king-level monks had more terrifying destructive power.

Kam had a servant transformed by a king-level monk, and his strength increased again, and the situation of the remaining three king-level monks became more and more dangerous.

Kam speeded up, and soon another king-level cultivator was controlled, with tentacles inserted above his forehead, and his soul was about to be extracted.

The controlled king-level monk wailed loudly, begging for the help of the other two king-level monks.

"Beast, you two have to die!"

But in the blink of an eye, the scolding king-level monk was emptied of his soul and directly transformed into a servant of the evil god.

The remaining two king-level monks and monks fled in different directions immediately, trying to continue delaying time to wait for the rescue of the demon-destroying troops.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before I heard a loud noise outside, and the darkness dissipated like a tide.

Over the auction house shrouded in thick fog, several figures were besieging Kam, and it was the demon-destroying troops who came to support the hidden powerhouse.

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