The Sixth Senior Brother rolled his eyes and said, "Have you forgotten the Tenth Junior Brother? He can make paper figurines. Ask him to make more paper figurines and put them next to these Dragon Clan people, so that he can know what they are doing at the first time."

Well, that's it.

It turns out that Sixth Senior Brother wanted to rely on paper figures to monitor Luo Lun and his party.

In fact, it’s not a bad idea.

"Okay, then let's go find Brother Ten as soon as possible."

Zhao Xun responded quickly.

The High Priest of the Demon Sect would never have thought that what would stop them after leaving the swamp would be a big river.

The river flows straight to the east, and its rapids seem to be capable of swallowing up everything.

Even the most powerful people cannot predict such changes.

The High Priest of the Demon Sect was silent for a moment.

The dark wizards on the side stared at the Demon Sect High Priest with stern faces, as if they were mocking his decision.

"How is it? What's the explanation this time? We didn't say a word during the whole journey. You were always leading the way. But what kind of road are you leading, and where are you taking us?"

The question of the dark wizard Augustine made the High Priest of the Demon Sect dumbfounded.

"I don't know why this happened. It seems like time and space are distorted. Originally, in my impression, there was no such river here."

The High Priest of the Demon Sect was puzzled. He really couldn't understand. In his impression, this river really shouldn't appear here.

But it did appear. What does this mean?

The High Priest of the Demon Sect felt that time and space were indeed distorted.

"Perhaps it's because the Dark Portal opened?"

The High Priest of the Demon Sect pondered for a long time and felt that this was the most likely possibility.

"You're saying that people from two worlds are forcibly connected, causing the world to be squeezed, right?"

Augustine asked.

"Yes."

The High Priest of the Demon Sect said very seriously: "It stands to reason that the two worlds should be completely parallel. Therefore, people from the two worlds will never intersect, let alone have any influence."

After a pause, the High Priest of the Demon Sect continued: "However, the Dark Portal broke all this. It connected two originally unrelated worlds. The tribes and people of the two worlds can communicate with each other.

"

The words of the Demon Sect High Priest made the dark wizards also fall into deep thought.

"Under the huge force, time and space were distorted. The original river channels changed, the original mountains were displaced, and the original swamps became wider and larger."

The High Priest of the Demon Sect raised his head and glanced at the sky: "Perhaps the sky above our heads is also changing quietly, but we just didn't sense it."

"this"

The dark wizards were completely panicked.

"If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the world is already unstable? The reason why we insisted on passing through the Dark Portal in the first place was because we hoped to find a new place suitable for our people to live. But if this is the result, we

All the original efforts and efforts are meaningless. If this is an unstable world, what are we doing here in the first place?"

The dark wizard Francis was a little excited, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

Augustine naturally noticed this, and he motioned to Francis to calm down.

"Don't think about this now. The top priority now is to ensure that we can get enough time and space to seize control of Chang'an. Even if the world has begun to distort, now that we are here, we can only continue to fight hard.

Scalp goes down. Do we have to give up all this and choose to start from scratch?"

"We can't go back, of course we can't go back. If we return to the continent of Ellen Lore at this time, we will undoubtedly be laughed to death."

"Yes, there is no turning back when the bow is fired. At this time, there is no way to turn back."

In a tough situation, everyone's destiny is actually determined.

They themselves cannot reverse their fate, they can only keep moving forward under the torrent of the times.

This may sound a little sentimental, but it's true.

At least Augustine knew that was the case.

"Let's keep moving forward, cross this river, and see what's on the other side of the river. Nothing can stop us now, not even the big rivers, not the mountains."

Augustine pointed to the sky with both hands and said: "We are people blessed by the God of Darkness."

It is not difficult to inject evil spirits into the bodies of death row prisoners and criminals.

At least this is the view of Master Huiyan, the Great Vajra Master of the Western Regions.

He easily poured evil spirits into these guys' bodies, and they struggled a bit at first.

But after Master Huiyan used the calming spell to comfort them, these guys calmed down.

But it was as if their souls had been sealed, and their eyes began to become dull and lifeless.

Although they are still alive, they actually look no different from the walking dead.

"Your Majesty, these are what the poor monk calls the evil spirit army."

Master Huiyan once had a late night talk with Emperor Xianlong in the Zichen Hall of the Daming Palace. The conversation at night was not about state affairs but about ghosts and gods.

If anyone is good at the way of ghosts and gods, besides Taoism, it is the Buddhist sect of the Western Regions.

Master Huiyan is an expert among them, and he is very knowledgeable about all kinds of sexy operations.

Emperor Xianlong nodded with satisfaction and said: "Holy Monk, what is the impact of this evil spirit army? They are not afraid of swords, guns and arrows because they cannot feel pain. But can they withstand sharp weapons such as trebuchets?

"

"As long as their bodies are not crushed and their heads are still on their necks, they can bear it."

"hiss"

Emperor Xianlong gasped instinctively.

If it is really like what Master Huiyan said, it would be too terrifying.

At least Emperor Xianlong looked terrifying.

"So the poor monk said that the impact of this army will be extremely powerful. It can be used as a stormtrooper death squad."

Master Huiyan said calmly: "Your Majesty, how many evil spirit troops are there for the poor monk to control?"

"this"

Emperor Xianlong fell into deep thought.

If we only talk about death row inmates, there may not be many of them, but if we include ruffians, thugs, etc., there should be more than 10,000 people.

The entire population of Chang'an exceeds two million, but there are not many who can truly be considered evil.

"In this case, the poor monk should alienate them first."

Master Huiyan nodded and said: "Your Majesty, please step back a little. The poor monk is worried that the magic will affect your Majesty."

Emperor Xianlong quickly stepped back.

He is most afraid of death and values ​​his own life more than anything else. Naturally, he is afraid that his soul will be corroded by evil spirits.

This time Master Huiyan adopted a batch erosion mode.

As soon as you get started, all the death row prisoners in the cell will be alienated.

The entire alienation process can actually be interrupted, so the caster must keep himself in absolute safety when casting the spell.

Master Huiyan did this very well.

"Your Majesty, it's almost done. You can come and take a look."

After the spell was cast, Master Huiyan took the initiative to report to Emperor Xianlong.

Emperor Xianlong then dared to take two steps forward.

Even through the fence, he could still feel the unexplained smell of death among the prisoners in the prison.

"Well, I think this is a bit scary."

If you are alone, the feeling is not that strong.

But if you see so many alienated people at once, the feeling will be very strong.

Emperor Xianlong tried his best to calm down, but his instinct made him feel sick and vomited.

The death row prisoners in front of him were still the same group of people, but the putrid smell emanating from their bodies could not be concealed no matter what.

These are indeed a group of living dead.

Xianlong Emperor's heart.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Seeing Emperor Xianlong vomiting, Master Huiyan quickly stepped forward and asked with concern.
To be continued...