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Chapter 112 Night Rain Jialan [1]

There are many things to prepare for when eliminating demons.
Especially after the target had been confirmed that there was a species with unique abilities such as "mind-grabbing demons", a group of people almost changed the entire Lanxi County. All the objects with the power of thought and faith were found by the monks and bought them at a high price to arm themselves.
Just because this weirdest and most powerful ability is heart-wrenching!
It makes people fall into the trap without realizing it, step by step into the trap set by the inner snatch demon until they finally find the flaw in their hearts and possess the body in one fell swoop.
By the next morning, at the agreed time and place, Zhao Yang saw a group of fully armed monks.
Each of them was filled with a lot of talismans. In addition to the four innate Taoist priests, even the old master of the great boxer was wearing a piece of armor covered with Taoist patterns.
The armor was filled with the smell of blood that could not be concealed!
When everyone arrived, Lin Yu greeted him, and a flying boat fell from the sky, and everyone boarded the boat one by one.
The destination is Baihua Ridge located deep in the Hexiang Mountains.
After flying on the boat for half an hour, I could see a mountain like a monster entrenched in the distance, and the flying boat slowly descended.
"The mountain in front is Baihua Ridge, Jialan Temple is halfway up the mountain of Baihua Ridge. We have to walk the rest of the road."
This passage comes from Lin Ziyu's mouth. She was born as soon as she was holding a ruler in her hand and was gesturing on the map on the table.
The flying boat fell.
After a tremor, the master of Zhengyi stood up and said, "Next, I will lead the way... Do you have any questions?"
After Lin Ziyu finished speaking, he saw the swordsman who was also a player standing up and saying, "Why don't we fly directly to Jialan Temple?"
This is a stupid question.
Lin Ziyu glanced at it and said calmly: "There is no anti-black film armed force on my flying boat."
Anti-black film armed forces?
The swordsman player looked confused: "What is this anti-black film armed force?"
Lin Ziyu did not answer him, but glanced at everyone, and nodded to Lin Yu after seeing the person who had not asked questions again.
Seeing this, Lin Yu lagged behind a few steps, pulled the swordsman and whispered a few words in his ear.
The cabin door of the flying boat on the other side has been opened.
The monks jumped down one by one at a height of more than three meters above the ground.
The boxers at Lanxi Martial Arts Hall still remembered yesterday's promise. Seeing Zhao Yang falling behind, one of them came over and said, "Remember to follow us in a while."
After Zhao Yang agreed, the controlling character jumped down.
The moment he landed, the Great Cold in his hand emitted a slight light, and the pure yang purple aura surrounded Zhao Yang, so that he could just click it to stop when he landed.
When he landed, he saw that the npc from Maoshan, who was born in Maoshan, nodded to Zhao Yang.
At this time, the carved dragon coffin on his body was no longer there, and there were one more silver, four bronze and five armored corpses around him.
"I am really a rich man with a sect. One can have five armored corpses innately."
Looking at the carved dragon coffin carried by a copper-armored corpse, Zhao Yang also remembered his previous life, which was when he was in the Golden Pill stage.
This thing is also a low-level space equipment.
Although the space inside is not large and can only be used to hold zombies, there are ten places to store corpses in this one-person-high coffin.
Very convenient.
After a while, Lin Yu and the swordsman with a wry smile also jumped off the flying boat.
Seeing that everyone was coming out, Lin Ziyu took out a pocket the size of a palm.
With a wave of his hand, he saw the pocket flying from his hand and constantly enlargement during the flight. It was not until the entire flying boat was covered, and then slowly flew back to the size of a palm.
This is the Qiankun bag used to collect the flying boats.
The Zhengyi School logo embroidered at the mouth of Qiankun bag means that the flying boat is a public facility of Zhengyi School, not a private property of Linziyu.
After collecting the flying boat, Linziyu stuffed his pocket into the cuffs.
Turning around, she spoke, "My fellow workers, here is seventeen miles south of Baihua Ridge.
It has been two years since my nephew Lin Yu last entered the mountain.
I think you already know something about the weirdness and know what changes will happen in the area covered by its black film. I won’t repeat it.
I just said something more to Rongziyu, please be careful about your actions..."
As he said that, Lin Ziyu greeted Huang Shan and the two of them took the lead in traveling south.
A group of people followed closely behind.
There was a weird C-level territory ahead, and everyone looked a little nervous.
Zhao Yang was in the center of the team, surrounded by a group of boxers armed to the teeth, not as good as everyone around him.
Beside him, Ling'er asked in a low voice: "Little scholar, what is the change in the black film that the big sister just mentioned?"
When asked, Zhao Yang looked around and saw that Ling'er's senior brothers around him were also pricking up their ears, knowing that he had to explain to them.
After thinking about it, Zhao Yang said, "Black film is a natural ability of weirdness. Each real monster has its own unique black film. Its functions may be different, but they have a commonality, which is to isolate a space from all around.
The space isolated by the black film is in a state of law being ignored by people.
If you don’t deliberately remember it, it is easy to ignore it or even forget it.
This space isolated by the weird black film will slowly transform into an environment that conforms to the survival habits of the black film owner.
This transformation is only internal.
When looking outside, the space wrapped in black film is still the same as before.
Just like the mountain in front of us.
Now, can you still see that Jialan Temple?"
Seeing Ling'er nodding, Zhao Yang smiled and said, "This is just the surface. If we move forward, we will find that the position where it is wrapped in black film has changed."
"What kind of changes?" Ling'er continued to ask curiously.
"I don't know either." Zhao Yang shook his head and said, "It's probably a large temple. The owner of the black film in front of him talked to himself as a monk. I think the black film he created should be a temple..."
Zhao Yang said this, but he was not sure in his heart.
In his memory, there is no video recorded by Lin Yu when he opened the Yanlongzhong Secret Realm. He has only seen some treasures produced in the Secret Realm and sporadic pictures of the production location.
As for what happened in Jialan Temple outside the Secret Land, Zhao Yang really didn't know.
He doesn't have to worry about it for too long.
After walking for more than half an hour, Huang Shan, who was leading the way, shouted.
Zhao Yang looked at it with a fixed eye.
In the front of the team, half of Huang Shan's body had disappeared from the spot.
At this time, it was five miles away from the location of the black film that Lin Ziyu told him.
"What happened?" asked a person not far away.
"Black film! The black film around Jialan Temple has expanded to this point!"
Huang Shan, who was only half a body, replied.
Chapter completed!
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