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Chapter 50: Ghost Corridor

It is a stone road about three hundred meters wide. Perhaps it is not appropriate to call it a road. If there were still blood pools on both sides, no one would think that it is a road.

The blood pool on the upper floor only had a narrow subway lock, but on this floor, it was directly replaced by an airplane runway. This [Fantasy World] can really be called a world of ever-changing things.

Ten people standing here seem so sparse. At a glance, not only is the road ahead invisible, but the blood pools on both sides of the road are also invisible. It's just that in this layer, the blood mist rising from the blood pools is invisible.

, failed to cover such a wide road, and were replaced by endless monsters.

Yes, there were countless monsters and ghosts, which was why everyone was surprised.

Obviously, the demons and ghosts also saw Xiao Lang and his party, and they kept roaring and hissing at everyone. They were dripping with foul-smelling saliva, waving their rotten arms, showing their bloodshot fangs, and made no secret that they wanted to eat people.

thoughts.

Unfortunately, more than ten meters away from Xiao Lang and the others, there was a yellow stripe no more than the thickness of a finger, lying in front of the demons and ghosts like a natural chasm, and these demons and ghosts, for some unknown reason, never dared to take even one step outside of this yellow line.

"What did you want to say just now?" Xiao Lang was the first to recover from the scene in front of him.

"It really doesn't seem to be important." Ren Gange said.

The road ahead is blocked. Although it is temporarily safe here, it means that if they want to move forward, they will face these guys who look very unfriendly at first glance.

"Maybe we need more rest time." Yu Prajna also calmed down, and Ren Gange nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, it was the players, and even more fortunate that these ghosts could not rush up for the time being, so the three of them were given such time to talk freely.

Xiao Lang turned to look at the other disciples. Except for Zhang Fanyi and Li Wen, the faces of the others were not so normal, especially Lu Xiaochun. Xiao Lang could obviously hear the sound of her teeth chattering, and the one beside her

Jiang Sanshan is relatively better, but there is tension in his eyebrows.

For the three players, what they face may only be a sensory shock, but for the disciples of each sect, these monsters are a real fatal danger.

I just don’t know if they still regret breaking into the life and death box.

"Everyone, rest where you are and adjust your condition." Xiao Lang directly said the terminology that is similar to the game, but everyone can understand what it means.

For all the disciples, what Xiao Lang is asking them now is not only to restore their fighting strength, but also to adjust their physical strength, that is, to eat and rest.

Yu Prajna and Ren Gange immediately started to meditate on the spot.

With these two examples, other disciples also began to take out their own food and share it. Admittedly, this is not a good place for a picnic.

But after all, for their realm, eating and rest are still necessary, especially when facing a battle where there may be no rest time. No one talked much anymore, simply ate some food, and then sat together on the ground to sleep.

If only a few of them can sleep soundly, that's another matter.

Xiao Lang is now full of energy, blood and mana, and his physical strength is in a relatively optimal state after the previous rest. Not to mention the scene in front of him, he has to check it out personally. As for Ren Yu and the other two, they are actually just relying on

In the name of rest, I just went offline.

After all, the two of them are people with a family and a career. No different than Xiao Lang. They have to go offline almost every ten hours, as long as there is no abnormal situation. Xiao Lang, on the other hand, acts as a guard. As a college student, he is always the easiest.

A group of people, as long as they are willing to relax.

On the surface, the performance of Ren Yu and Yu was for the disciples to listen to. In fact, they secretly sent private messages to Xiao Lang through the convenience of the system. Xiao Lang understood that as long as he did not want the two to reveal their identities as players, then

Don't let other people disturb them for the time being. Of course, maybe at this point, it doesn't matter whether they are exposed or not.

All in all, it has been four days since they arrived in the Demon Locking Tower. For a mission that is still in its early stages, this time span is definitely unreasonable, but usually, this also means that the rewards will be very generous.

,Although no one has received a clear system task, ,from another perspective, it is impossible to say that the ,return rate will increase to a higher level because of this?

This may be the reason why the two of them have persisted until now. Otherwise, they are not independent people after all, and they are still the leaders of two teams. If they disappear for such a long time, the additional price will be much higher than Xiao Lang.

Of course, Xiao Lang vaguely understood why the two of them persisted until now, but if they didn't say it, he wouldn't ask intentionally. As for what Xiao Lang himself has to do now is to figure out this iron wall composed of demons and ghosts.

How do these ten people pass?

Xiao Lang came to the yellow line, less than half a meter away, and all kinds of weird and strange smells were already hitting his face, like a mixture of a boys' dormitory and a pigsty. The only good thing was that the smell of blood was much lighter.

Perhaps this is not very comforting, because the thin smell of blood also tells Xiao Lang that these monsters are already hungry and thirsty.

Xiao Lang walked along the yellow stripes and kept observing, not only observing the strange yellow line, but also observing these monsters that were like lions, tigers, bears, and leopards locked in iron cages.

It feels very strange, as if Xiao Lang is really just an ordinary tourist now, visiting an ordinary zoo, but the rare and exotic animals in this zoo have not yet been eliminated, and he really wants to try this tourist

How does it taste.

Perhaps because of this yellow line, Xiao Lang could not use [Spiritual Eye] to face the demons and ghosts who were only half a meter away from him through it, but could not use [Spiritual Eye], which meant that Xiao Lang could only rely on common sense.

and experience to judge the combat effectiveness of these monsters.

It's a pity that Xiao Lang has no experience, because there are neither headless ghosts, blood corpse crows and ghost hands here. There are some ordinary zombies or rotten zombies, but they are far from the scale. As for common sense, Xiao Lang asked himself that this is really not a place.

Where strength can be measured by common sense.

Xiao Lang squatted down and lowered his head to study the yellow lines on the ground.

One demon seemed to think that Xiao Lang's actions were mocking it, so it roared angrily and was about to punch Xiao Lang in the face.

But just when its fist was about to cross the yellow line, a foam-like shaking flashed above the yellow line, and the demon's fist, like ice cream in the Sahara Desert, completely melted away in an instant and turned into

A stream of pus was sprinkled on the ground.

The demon ghost wailed and retreated hastily. Other demon ghosts quickly filled its previous position, but no one dared to approach the pus.

Xiao Lang calmly watched the scene in front of him, and then continued to ponder the yellow line as if nothing happened.

Xiao Lang originally thought from a distance that the thumb-thick yellow stripe was made of countless talismans and had the effect of isolating ghosts. But now that he looked carefully, it seemed that it was not that simple. It seemed to be something that was neither gold nor copper.

The yellow metal was forged into a strip three hundred meters long, one centimeter wide, and only a few millimeters thick, and was spread on the ground. If this wasn't the Demon Locking Tower, Xiao Lang would be more willing to believe that this thing was a high-tech product.

"Is it possible that we can only force our way in?"

Xiao Lang turned around and saw that Ren Gange had already stood up and walked towards him, so he put aside this unsatisfactory investigation.
Chapter completed!
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