In contrast, after the soul-calling horn sounded, the original expressions on the faces of the townspeople disappeared and turned into confusion, as if they didn't know what happened or what they should do.
After just two breaths, they became dull again, their eyes were dull, and their every move was like a puppet on a string.
I was a good person, but suddenly my energy and energy were gone.
The adults who had previously taken their children to see the crickets now dropped their children's hands and walked out of the town without looking back.
Once out of the town, they walked faster and faster.
He Lingchuan had a few good guys under him. He found that they had all entered the tree hole, so he trotted over and took a look:
Oops!
The townspeople in the heart of the tree who were wearing coarse shorts a moment ago, walked out from the other end of the tree hole and turned into soldiers wearing strong armor and ferocious masks on their faces!
One or two are like this, and so are one hundred and eighty. Even women who walk in look like stereotyped soldiers when they come out.
As soon as they came out of the tree hole, they ran wildly, faster than a galloping horse, and disappeared among the trees in a short while.
The armor and weapons weighed at least dozens of kilograms, and he was still running so fast while carrying a heavy load. How could he be an ordinary human being?
The salesman who had been smiling kindly also stood up and walked past Wan Qiliang. With a chirp, the rattle fell to the ground, and he almost stepped on it. The children who were originally very rare for these small toys were now stunned.
Standing there, not bending down to pick it up at all, just looking in the direction of the town entrance in a daze.
Maybe they were too weak and were not recruited.
Wan Qiliang tried to grab the salesman's arm: "Hey! Where are you going?"
The salesman suddenly pulled away, and his strength was so frightening that Wan Qiliang thought he was holding a frightened horse, and he was almost knocked down. Fortunately, his waist sank and his feet exerted force, and he was not in front of his companions.
Make a fool of yourself.
Is this the power that an ordinary person should have?
The salesman didn't move away for a moment, but suddenly turned to look at him.
The pupils were completely dilated, and the eyeballs were full of black eyes, completely out of focus. But those who saw him knew that he was glaring at them viciously.
Even though Wan Qiliang himself was killing people like crazy, he was also upset by the sight of him. Just when He Lingchuan patted him on the shoulder and said "let go", he let go of the salesman.
The thin man didn't even look at him, turned around and ran towards the entrance of the town.
When he rushed out of the tree hole, he had already been plated with a layer of armor. Not only was he stronger, he was also a head taller than before. He was also wearing a bronze pig-faced fang mask. Who could tell that he was originally going to walk around the streets?
Can you make a living in the alley?
A small businessman who works hard to sell goods suddenly turns into a puppet carrying a string and a samurai carrying a gun after listening to the soul-calling horn!
A disciple of the Huan Sect murmured: "They went to Yaozi Lake."
Everyone seemed to know what was going on. These townspeople turned into soldiers and went to stop the pursuing troops from behind.
No wonder Elder Liu asked everyone to put on evil ghost masks. When the Tiangong team arrived, they saw that every living person here was wearing a mask. Who could tell the Huan Sect team from them?
This is called hiding trees in the forest.
Elder Liu glanced at it twice and ordered everyone: "Stop looking and leave quickly! We are almost there!"
The monk on the side couldn't help it anymore: "Uncle Liu, what on earth are these people... who blew that horn?"
Others touched their faces and said in horror: "Could we also..."
Will it also become like this?
They are also residents of the Upside Down Sea. The soul-calling horn cannot call them, but maybe something else can capture their souls and make them lose their minds like these townspeople, turning them into puppets who can only do what they are told.
Elder Liu pointed at him grimly and scolded: "If you keep talking nonsense, you, Ye Zhao, will be the next one to enter the tree hole!"
Ye Zhao quickly shut up.
Elder Liu then said: "Don't make a fuss. You are disciples of the Fantasy Sect. How can you not see that these are not real people?"
Everyone's surprise and uncertainty were written on their faces: "Then what are these?"
These confused young children in front of me are indeed a bit like wind-up dolls.
"The souls of the dead residents of Silver Pearl Island will have a brief projection here before they completely dissipate." Elder Liu said seriously, "The Immortal Lord used his supreme power to place them here so that they can continue their life.
Dissipate without resentment, this is the gentlest transcendence!"
The soul-capturing mirror in He Lingchuan's arms chuckled and said: "What an eloquent person. No wonder Huan Sect asked him to receive you as soon as you arrived at Shilong Peak."
But He Lingchuan didn't laugh.
Everyone looked at each other, and one monk blurted out: "This is the Town of the Dead?!"
The projection of the dead soul...isn't it a ghost?
"These all look like living people, not ghosts! Well, at least until the trumpet blows."
There was a lot of discussion.
There was a monk in the back looking at the dull children in the town, and suddenly he raised his hand and struck his forehead with a spear.
The child didn't even blink, but his forehead began to bleed, bright red.
Everyone else said: "What are you doing?"
"Uncle Master said, this is not a living person, let me give it a try." He looked at it again and again, "Hey, it looks so similar, you can't tell at all! The Immortal Lord is really powerful."
Everyone quickened their pace while digesting the news.
Elder Liu's apprentice came up to him and whispered: "Master, is this really the real world?"
In the real world, under the bright sky, how can ghosts be allowed to travel during the day?
Seeing these ghost people farming, buying and selling, eating, and sleeping peacefully just like they were in life, everyone was surprised and amused at first, but when they looked back and thought about it more, they actually felt a bit sad.
What about themselves, their relatives, friends and old friends, how much better than these ghost people? If it weren't for the invasion of the Heavenly Palace, they would never step into Yaozi Lake in their lives, let alone know that there is another world in which they have lived for decades.
one side.
Elder Liu said sternly: "The place where the Immortal Lord is located is the present world! He has such great magical power, and this world is under his control. What he says is true is true, and what he says is illusion is illusion."
He Lingchuan's feet were half a beat slower. These words were really worthy of his repeated consideration.
The disciple was also savoring it, and suddenly said in surprise: "Xian, the immortal has come out of seclusion?!"
"That's right." After reaching this point, Elder Liu finally gave everyone a positive answer, and his voice was particularly loud, "The Immortal Lord has been released from seclusion, and the Heavenly Palace can no longer be cruel!"
The Huanzong team at the rear were moved by the scene, and everyone felt gloomy. After hearing these words, they were stunned for a few breaths, and suddenly a burst of noise broke out.
Immortal Lord is out of seclusion!
The Lord of the Upside Down Sea, the Immortal Lord with vast supernatural powers and boundless power, finally wakes up!
Is there any better news than this?
They have a backbone, and they no longer need to be angry with the devil, and they no longer have to be driven around by the devil!
The sadness and absurdity in my heart was suddenly driven away by this exciting good news.