I Have a City in a Different World

After experiencing many hardships and suffering both physically and mentally, the monks finally landed across the sea.

Looking back at the ocean below the cliff, there are figures one after another, insisting on swimming towards the land.

But there are still unlucky guys who quietly sink to the bottom of the water at the last moment of success.

Or get caught by those dense claws while climbing the claws cliffs, and then tear them to pieces.

But even the monk who successfully landed was still full of confusion, not knowing what would happen next.

After Tang Zhen glanced at it, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to adjust his breath, so that he could return to his peak state as soon as possible.

On this long journey across the sea, Tang Zhen was covered in bruises, and he had already reached the limit of what he could bear.

With strong willpower, he persisted until he landed on land.

If you don't adjust your breath in time, then you will not have the strength to take a step in the next journey.

If it were in the normal world, the monks would inevitably leave wounds that were difficult to heal after going through such hardships.

If the trauma cannot be repaired, it will inevitably affect the path of cultivation, and even directly endanger one's own life.

But the monks at the moment are not in the mood to pay attention to this at all. They don't care about the health of their bodies, they just want to complete their missions.

Every cultivator composed of spiritual power has an extremely strong obsession, and only wants to obtain the seeds of the rules.

Anything can be done to achieve the goal.

Without adjusting the breath for too long, Tang Zhen continued on the road.

The wound has not been repaired, but he does not dare to stay, otherwise the competitors will become more and more.

During the period of breath regulation, monks continued to climb up in the sea, and among them were many Tang Zhen's spiritual bodies.

After going through a lot of hardships, the mentality of the monks has changed. Even the monks who originally came from the same source have become more indifferent to each other.

It is no longer like in the beginning, in order to achieve a common goal, you can sacrifice yourself without hesitation.

If there is only one chance,

The friars will definitely start the competition without hesitation, and will not give the opportunity to others again.

That is to say, from now on, even if they belong to the same spiritual body, they will become competitors.

In the process of traveling, they keep a certain distance from each other, and they will never approach easily.

Some cultivators suddenly fell down when they were walking, and they didn't even struggle.

Most of the figures can never get up again and become one of the corpses in the wilderness.

When the monks passed by, they didn't even look at them, they just stared straight ahead.

Compared with the previous narrow and dark, this land has become more spacious, and it can run freely.

The monks knew very well that both sides and the rear were dead ends, and only the front was the only hope.

In the process of traveling, we can see from time to time that there are many big pits on the ground.

These big pits are bottomless, and there are terrifying voices from time to time, and I don’t know what terrible things are hidden.

The monks on the move will try to avoid these places as much as possible to avoid falling into them.

There are too many dangers in this special world, which must not be taken lightly.

But there are still some monks, as if possessed by demons, walking straight towards those big pits.

They came to the edge of the big pit, and without the slightest hesitation, jumped directly into the deep pit.

Seeing this scene, the monks looked vigilant and avoided these big pits far away.

In this way, we went all the way, and walked nearly 100 kilometers, and encountered more and more monks along the way.

Everyone was on their way in silence, without any communication with each other.

It seems that the hardships along the way made them completely lose the ability to talk, and now there is only unspeakable indifference.

No one knows how long he can hold on and when he will fall completely.

Being able to stick to this step is equivalent to a one-in-a-million chance, which shows how difficult the exploration process is.

Perhaps this is the reason why the monks are reluctant to give up.

The long road has an end.

A city appeared in the distance, tall and majestic, exuding the atmosphere of quaint vicissitudes.

It's just that over the city, there are billowing smoke billowing into the sky, and there are bursts of fighting.

Just as Tang Zhen was observing, the monks who had been traveling all the way had already rushed forward.

After walking such a long distance, and now there is finally a clue, the monks suddenly became more energetic.

In a competitive environment, if there is an opportunity to be one step ahead, it is best not to fall behind.

If opportunities are limited, latecomers are likely to get nothing.

Tang Zhen did the same, running forward with the monks, getting closer and closer to the huge city.

In the process of approaching the city, the smell of burnt and rancidity rushed towards the face, which is the unique smell of the battlefield.

Although it was a cruel battlefield, it gave Tang Zhen a sense of intimacy. Since he embarked on the road of cultivation, he has never been far from the battlefield and fighting.

After climbing another hillside, an incomparably huge battlefield suddenly appeared in front of Tang Zhen.

There were slaughtering figures everywhere, roars and screams shot straight into the sky, and the shattered corpses covered the ground.

The monks belonged to the siegeists, armed with a variety of weapons, and were fighting each other with the soldiers in colorful armor.

The soldiers defending the city were well-equipped and quite powerful, and the battle between the two sides was inextricable.

On the edge of the battlefield, there was a row of tall figures standing in front of piles of equipment covered in blood and flesh.

These broken equipment weapons are small, ugly creatures collected from the battlefield and piled together.

They shuttled across the battlefield, constantly ripping off the armor from the corpses, then picked up their dropped weapons, and laboriously dragged them back to the edge of the battlefield.

They also cooperate with each other when they hit heavy objects, squeaking and chirping as they drag.

"Hurry up and grab your weapon and enter the battlefield immediately.

If you want to enter the city, you must defeat these defenders, otherwise the city gate will never be opened!

The more enemies you kill, the richer the rewards, it all depends on your own performance! "

These figures said loudly, when the monks looked at them, they felt that they were an enlarged version of themselves.

The monks kept silent, gathered in front of the rubbish heap, and searched silently.

These equipment are full of damage, covered with all kinds of filth, and even have stumps and broken arms wrapped in them.

On the surface of many equipments, thick blood and sludge are accumulated, and I don't know how many owners they have experienced.

Tang Zhen picked up a pair of gauntlets and a pair of helmets, glanced at them, and threw them away.

"Don't underestimate these equipment, it can save your life at a critical moment. If you don't wear these things, your chance of death will increase exponentially!"

Seeing Tang Zhen's movements, the tall figure reminded him, as if he was a mentor for training new recruits.

"If these things can really save the user's life, then they won't appear here."

Tang Zhen said casually, and pulled out another shield, with a hideous beast on the surface.

Contaminated with blood and minced meat, the evil beast looked extremely ferocious, as if it was going to choose someone to devour.

The edge of the shield is extremely sharp, and there are sharp horns on both sides for blocking and cutting. In the hands of monks who are good at fighting, they can easily kill people.

Tang Zhen took out another long knife. The surface was covered with the wrong gold pattern. It was obviously the most primitive rune.

Compared with the tattered sword he used, this rune sword with wrong gold is obviously of higher quality.

Holding a shield and a long sword, Tang Zhen followed the armed monks and charged towards the battlefield.

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