The Game of Demon Hunter

Xu Yichen stood behind the female warrior, watching them play tricks together, but he couldn't talk to them, and couldn't touch them.

The strange thing is that the city wall under his feet is indeed a substance for the witcher. He failed to penetrate the city wall like he passed through those houses, but bumped his head against the city wall.

Xu Yichen also couldn't climb up the city wall like a monk, the city wall seemed absolutely smooth to him, and he couldn't use any strength.

In the end, the witcher walked along the wall that the greenskins had blown down, and only then did he see the scene of the greenskins fighting the paladins.

He didn't know if the city wall was so special and if there was any other purpose, so Xu Yichen decided to check the situation, since the green skins had already made a gap in the city wall, then just wait quietly.

Just like that, the witcher spotted his team members, peeping on the other side of the gap, and stood behind them, waiting to see what would happen.

"I don't know why, but I always feel the coolness behind my back." Li Yanlong twisted his butt a little uneasy, and changed his posture.

"Do you usually do too many bad things?" Sitting on the ground, Wang Yue stomped his back against the arrow, carefully maintained his two long swords, and said bluntly: "Miss Carlo, um... ..."

Assassin Fan Li quickly covered Wang Yue's mouth, and then laughed at Li Yanlong together. Beside Li Yanlong was the father of the girl Carlo, the knight Bart.

At this time, the old knight was looking at Li Yanlong with scrutiny, staring at Li Yanlong profusely, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks to change the topic: "It's not like this, I mean, it feels like the boss is watching me from behind, why? What do you say?"

Li Yanlong imitated Xu Yichen's demeanor solemnly, looked at the front with cold eyes, and then pointed to himself: "That's the look in the eyes, the standard posture of the political commissar!"

Li Yanlong's actions immediately made the players on the city wall burst into laughter.

"You don't look like that at all, but I can understand what you want to express! Hahaha!" Vittoria smiled the happiest, and the fighting below was fierce, muskets and magic were fired at each other, and the basic attention of ping-pong-pong Their voices could not be heard: "If Xu knows that you describe him like this behind his back, you will die!"

For some reason, Li Yanlong felt more pressure from behind, looked back a few times in doubt, and couldn't help shrinking his neck: "What a hell!"

Xu Yichen also couldn't help showing a smile, but the smile froze quickly.

Behind the demon hunter, the innocent souls in Wangxiang City seemed to have been stimulated by something, and they swarmed from all over the city, rushing to the gap in the city wall!

All kinds of grotesque ghosts almost filled the street and the ruins on both sides. Standing on the city wall, Xu Yichen saw that there were almost tens of thousands of them!

Isn't that right? The witcher carried his great sword and walked down the collapsed part of the city wall step by step.

The power of the greenskins' explosive packs was mediocre, the city wall did not completely collapse, but a large piece was missing at the bottom of the outer side, and the city wall that had been in disrepair for a long time collapsed from both sides along the gap.

A winding path was formed on both sides of the inside and outside, allowing only one person to pass through.

At this time, the goal of the thousands of innocent souls is that small gap that can only pass through one person!

It's just that in front of them, there is a serisian with a smile on his face and a leisurely long sword. He just blocked the only way for the innocent souls to freedom!

Master Sanzang only felt his eyes light up, and he was suddenly exposed to such a bright place from the darkness, which made his eyes sting instantly!

Despite this, Master Sanzang still maintained the fighting power that a monk should have. The monk who is proficient in blind fighting raised his hand to block his right eye.

"Dang!" A black sharp object poked on the back of Master Sanzang's metalized hand, and was instantly bounced off.

Tang Sanzang opened his eyes in a leisurely manner, and finally saw the surrounding environment clearly.

This is a relatively spacious underground temple. More than a dozen thick stone pillars are connected to the ceiling and the ground, playing a supporting role. Each pillar is inlaid with a circle of exquisite night pearls, blooming with its own light.

The light source of this space comes from those night pearls.

The one who attacked him was a dark-skinned monk. The other party was wearing a black monk robe, and one arm was gradually changing from a black spear to an arm.

In the center of the temple, a humanoid object kneeling on the floor let Master Sanzang know immediately that it was the entity of 'Yama'.

The overall appearance of the human figure is black, like the background of the starry sky, the black is so deep that people can't look away at a glance.

Around 'Yama', countless smoke-like black silk threads are densely connected to 'Yama', and the other end disappears into the ceiling.

These threads are constantly shaking, and occasionally one will break, but soon a new thread will spread out from the body of 'Yama' and disappear on the ceiling above the head again.

"Yong Ye, are you still obsessed with your obsession?" The voice from before suddenly spoke, causing Master Sanzang to regain his attention completely attracted by 'Yama'.

The dark-skinned monk was indeed Yong Ye, he put his hands together and whispered in the direction of 'Yama': "Master, I always thought that we might have done something wrong. Incorrect."

Master Sanzang looked in the direction of Yong Ye's salute, only to see a monk sitting cross-legged, but in his perception, the other party did not exist at all!

What's even more exaggerated is that the monk with a white beard was sitting cross-legged on the air, just floating in mid-air.

The professional talent of Immortal Body was learned when the monk was at the fifteenth level. It allows the monk to maintain the physical fitness and appearance of the time forever, and will not be affected by aging until death.

The monk in front of him does look very old, but this technique of floating in the void is the hallmark of a legendary monk!

Master Sanzang also discovered that although the old monk was floating in front of 'Yama', he consciously avoided the direction where 'Yama' knelt down.

"I made this benefactor laugh. My apprentice and I have some differences in philosophy." The old monk's voice was still tired: "This is the body of 'Yama', the last peacock king who was burned into colorful glaze."

"What is the purpose of bringing this little monk here? Why did this Master Yong Ye attack the little monk?" Master Sanzang stood at the door and asked calmly, "Do these black lines mean that 'Yama' is about to escape? "

"Because the poor monk wants to borrow the head from your neck!"