Chapter 1642 [Like an Old Friend]

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A few days later, in the sky of Huaxia, dark clouds had covered all the light. Although it was noon, there was still a ghostly aura.

In fact, on the day when the formation was breached, almost within half a day, everywhere in the world was already such a gloomy scene.

At the beginning, those people who were avoiding the bone-chilling cold didn't know what kind of natural disaster it was, and why it was so terrifying.

But slowly, people realized that this time, it was not as simple as cooling down.

In various regions of the world, some "ghosts" that ordinary people can't imagine have appeared one after another!

These ghosts and skeletons, which look like ghosts and skeletons that only appear in magical movies, actually appear in front of people's eyes!

Some of them just passed by, shuttling through the steel forest of the city, and some of them suddenly chose to eat people, and directly ate up some people who were stunned, leaving behind a pool of blood or a mummy!

If it is said that the earth will enter the ice age, which has made human beings feel the imminence of death, then, the scene of the god of death has brought people to despair!

And this time, no matter whether it is the poor people or the rich and powerful, they will inevitably be violated!

In front of these ancient monsters that people don't understand at all, human beings can only wait for death and pray to God...

The sudden change is so fast that it is unimaginable, and even those extremely intelligent humans have no time to think about it-what is going on! ?

The monks in the illusion realized that the situation was not good from the first day they discovered the monster.

Especially the monks of Hongmeng, whose ancestors have guarded the formation generation after generation, but they did not expect that something really happened in this era!

Soon, Liu Shiyuan, Yan Xiuming and other remaining Hongmeng monks dispersed the remaining hundreds of monks on the island, and went to all over the world to kill the escaped ancient demons.

Because the strength of most monsters is only around the stage of transforming gods, and their spiritual intelligence is low, it is not difficult to deal with them. This may be the only thing to be thankful for.

However, there are too many demons, and these monks are scattered all over the world, which is almost a drop in the bucket.

In the end, those masters of the hidden world family could no longer just sit idly by, and all ran to kill demons everywhere.

Even if they know that this is only to delay the decline of the earth and human beings, they can only do their best.

The girls waited for Yang Chen not to return, and seeing this scene, they couldn't wait so dryly, so, Qiangwei, Cai Ning and other women who had reached the stage of cultivating the gods also went to various parts of the world to communicate with those in the illusion. The monks fought together.

With a large number of magic weapons sent by Yang Chen, the fighting power of the women is not weak, and there is no major trouble.

But among the primordial monsters, there are also some quite tricky ones.

Some of the monsters have extremely high spiritual intelligence, just like the shadow demon, they have the strength of the stage of transformation, or comparable to the strength of the stage of transformation, and they are good at all kinds of weird tricks, which are hard to guard against.

Not two days later, there was news that more than a dozen monks had been killed. Some monks were wounded and ran back, but were soon poisoned to death by some insidious poison.

In the end, there was no way, Luo Qianqiu and others discussed that if they found a monster that was difficult to deal with, they would report to the island as soon as possible, and several of their strongest monks would deal with it specially.

Although not very safe, this is probably the best choice to reduce casualties.

The whole world has changed from a prison of ice and snow to a hell of Shura.

Whether you are ordinary people, urban white-collar workers, shop hawkers, ladies and ladies, entertainment stars...

People from all walks of life in various societies died tragically on the streets or in their own homes.

In the sound of the horn of the doomsday, all flashy titles cannot be used as amulets, and only the favor of the goddess of fate can save them.

The most essential fragility of human beings is fully exposed at this moment.

...

Located in a second-tier city in southern China.

On the edge of the ghostly city, there are scattered garbage and abandoned vehicles everywhere.

The corpses of humans and animals are scattered everywhere, and the noisy supermarkets and markets in the past are deserted.

On a dead and silent street, a man with disheveled hair, wearing a dirty shirt and holding a porcelain bottle of liquor in his hand, staggered across the street.

This seemingly drunk tramp was none other than Yang Chen who had been walking aimlessly for so many days.

Ever since Meng Xiaoyao left, Yang Chen didn't know where to go.

After staying in the bar all night, early the next morning, I walked out of the bar with a blank mind and started wandering around.

In the streets and alleys of the city, and in the fields of the countryside, Yang Chen numbly watched more and more monsters rampant.

However, no matter how the monsters slaughtered humans, or sucked chalky blood, and stole living souls, Yang Chen numbly turned a blind eye.

All this seemed to have nothing to do with him.

The demon could also feel that this "tramp" was extraordinary, and instinctively kept his distance, but did not provoke Yang Chen.

This is already the first city he has traveled through. During this journey, except for occasionally looking for some spirits, he has almost never stopped.

He was afraid that if he stopped, he would start thinking about where he should go and what he should do...

"boom!!--"

Suddenly, an explosion came from a residential area not far ahead.

A burst of smoke billowed into the air, and only a blue figure was seen struggling to get up from a pile of broken concrete walls.

Afterwards, two young monks, a man and a woman holding long swords, flew to the man in blue clothes and asked worriedly if he was injured.

The man in the blue suit had a dark gloomy look on his face, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he gritted his teeth and shook his head, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him, but his suppressed expression was obviously not the case.

Yang Chen stood at the crossroads on the corner of the street. Seeing this scene, there was a trace of strangeness in his blank eyes. He hesitated slightly, and couldn't help standing still...

And at this time, the female cultivator of the fan group noticed Yang Chen standing not far from the corner of the street, and immediately shouted anxiously at Yang Chen—"Don't come here! It's dangerous here!! Escape from here!!!"

Before the woman could finish speaking, the man on the side yelled "be careful, sister!"

I saw a black ball the size of a hot air balloon, surrounded by ghost fog, blasting towards the three of them from the inside of the residential area.

The man stood up and stood in front of the woman. The flying sword in his hand rolled out a long snake-like flame, entangled upwards, resisted the black mist ball, and kept trying to defeat it.

But although the black mist continued to wear away, it began to cover the man's flying sword even more quickly, and it was about to swallow the man together!

"Brother Zhao, be careful! This fog is poisonous!!"

The man in the blue suit yelled, ignoring that he was still injured, he forced a mouthful of true energy, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth!

"Om! Wah! What! Ba! Mi! Hum!!"

Gold-plated Buddhist mantras spit out from the mouth of the man in the blue suit, faintly chanting Buddhist songs, and Sanskrit sounds entered his ears.

The man's fists were clenched tightly, and suddenly he burst out, and the two fists with the power of subduing demons of Vajra smashed on the black ball!

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came from the sphere of black mist, and the black sphere suddenly projected several golden rays of light, looking like it was about to be defeated.

But at this moment, a monster whose whole body was like a black mist appeared directly above the black ball.

I saw that this monster had two horns on its head, a horse mouth and a tiger beard, and blood red eyes. It was like a lion beast sitting and standing up, and it had a short black tail with flipped fins. It was extremely ugly.

The monster let out a few weird and sinister smiles, swept its short and thick tail across the air, and directly flew the two men, one woman and three monks away!

The three of them were not opponents at all, and their cultivation bases were very different. They all sprayed blood mist on the spot, not to mention internal injuries, and they were all poisoned by a strange insidious poison.

The monster roared triumphantly, spewing poisonous mist, and swooped down, stretching out a sharp black claw, intending to grab the female monk's neck and devour the blood.

Seeing the black mist monster approaching, the female monk was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she was out of her body, but she could only close her eyes and wait for death...

"Roar!!!!--"

The cruel scene expected by the three of them hadn't happened yet, but they suddenly heard a scream from this monster!

"Peng!"

A blood-red flame had enveloped the black mist monster at some point. The monster kept struggling and roaring, but it couldn't resist the erosion of the blood-red flame.

In the blink of an eye, it seems that the world has evaporated, and the demon has disappeared.

What's even more amazing is that this bloody flame actually evaporated all the poison from the three people, directly restoring their health. It can be seen that this bloody flame is the nemesis of demons.

The three of them stared blankly at this scene. In the end, when the flames dissipated, they could see clearly that the strange tramp-like man was standing not far away looking at them.

"The three of you combined are only capable of fighting in the Kwai Shui Stage...but you have to fight the monsters in the Dark Water Stage. If you want to die, why bother..."

Yang Chen sighed, then turned around and planned to leave.

The two men and one woman were exactly Zhao Muyang, Zhao Ting, brother and sister, and Lan Fei who had met in the Xiao family back then.

If it weren't for the fact that they were a little friendly at the beginning, Yang Chen really didn't care about their life or death.

"This brother!? Please stay!!"

However, after a trace of hesitation and thought flashed across Zhao Muyang's brows, he quickly got up, stepped forward and called Yang Chen to stop.

Zhao Ting and Lan Fei also got up immediately. The grace of saving lives is not a small favor, so I dare not neglect it.