The separation of life and death is so insignificant on this city wall that it cannot stir up the slightest dust.
The seemingly touching scene between Yan Xing and Lan, the silver armored guards didn't even look at it, all of them frowned and looked gloomy. They had something even more upset.
"It's strange."
"Why is this repair so difficult? The city slave's loss is far greater than before. If this continues..."
The leader's silver armor guard looked around, and the eyes were filled with wailing city slaves. There were less than one person intact, and there was also a half-large child.
"Boy here, you guys, let's go down too."
Yan Xing's eyes sank when he heard the sound, and he did not resist. He obediently took the golden light talisman armor and slapped it on his chest. In an instant, a layer of light film attached to the surface of the skin.
‘Is this the extraordinary power of this world? It’s really amazing!’
A warm feeling flowed through all limbs and bones, and the mind suddenly became peaceful, and a great sense of security emerged, as if I was invulnerable to all poisons at this moment.
Yan Xing did not indulge in this magical power too much. He walked to the edge of the wall and looked at the scarlet fog that was so close to him.
Being killed and living!
To get rid of the current predicament, according to Uncle Lan's plan, he would have to walk into the fog no matter what.
Without hesitation, Yan Xing bent his legs slightly and he was about to jump.
call--
The wind and snow roared, and a faint and strange wave swept across. Yan Xing's figure suddenly stopped and could not move.
What!?
Seeing freedom was ahead, there was a sudden change. Yan Xing's expression changed slightly, and he had no time to think about it. He glanced around with his eyes that could only move.
It was not only him who was fixed in place, but also the strong men beside him, the powerful silver armored guards, and even the goose-feathered snowflakes falling from the sky, which were also frozen in the air.
Huh!!
The snow rolled back, and endless snowflakes gathered rapidly, as if they were pinched into a ladder in the void by a big hand. The snow staircase extended to the sky and the end of their sight.
Tat...
A shadow came from snow, from blur to clear, it took only a few moments, and the speed was terrifyingly fast.
Four women in red dresses, covered with white veil, were carrying a gorgeous chariot together, and a figure could be seen lying in it.
It was not these that attracted Yan Xing's attention, but the white-browed old man on the side of the chariot. While walking, this old guy was stepping on the void.
Crossing in the air!?
Such an existence can no longer be called a human being, right?
Yan Xing's heart sank and sighed secretly. It's really a disaster that never comes alone. The appearance of this group of people will undoubtedly affect the implementation of his plan to escape.
Puchi!
When a group of people walked down the stairs and landed on the city wall, the strange sense of stagnation dissipated instantly, everyone could move, and the goose-feathered snowflakes also drifted down.
Bang bang bang bang!
The silver armored guard fell to his knees, his head touched the ground, and shouted in unison.
"I have seen all the immortals in the Holy Palace!"
Yan Xing glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw that the city slaves around him stood blankly, as if he was stupid. He also followed suit and stood there motionless.
It seems that they do not even have the right to kneel down to such existence, which is a right that only people have.
"Get up."
"We need a group of city slaves to drive this trip. We have already greeted your city lord. Let's go and call a thousand people to come."
A slightly feminine voice came from the chariot, with a plain tone, but with an unrefused majesty that was unignorable.
"promise!"
Facing Yan Xing and others' arrogant silver armor guards, he didn't even dare to fart when he heard this. He kowtowed and then turned into afterimages and shot towards the left and right city sections.
Yan Xing was still pretending to be a fool, and his saliva wet his clothes and no one paid attention to him.
The origin of this "Holy Palace" is indeed quite good. The Silver Armored Guard dared not be negligent at all. After a moment, he brought back a group of city slaves.
"Let's go."
A sound came from the chariot again, and then disappeared. The old man with white eyebrows nodded slightly and walked towards the fog first.
Woo--
The scarlet fog rolled continuously, as if there was an invisible force that repelled it, revealing a huge hole in front of the old man.
"Within a hundred feet, I can Paul and others be fine. If I go out of this range, haha, I will be at stake."
After saying that, the old man glanced indifferently at the many ragged city slaves, and his silent warning was extremely oppressive.
"Unlock their slave seal."
"promise!"
Hearing this, a silver armor guard immediately took out a bronze plate full of runes from his arms, and his fingers slashed on it, and then a ball of black gas surged out of it, condensed into a twisted ghost shadow in the void, roaring and disappearing.
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"Um--"
All the slaves in the city let out a painful groan, and a talisman in the depths of their eyes was shattered. Yan Xing followed suit when he saw this, and deliberately bit the corner of his mouth and some blood flowed out.
This is also the reason why the city slave cannot resist. Yan Xing is an alternative. He is a baby who appears out of thin air in the city slave camp. He was picked up by Lan and raised. He is not in the list and has not been planted with a slave seal.
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If you want to escape from this ghost place, the slave seal is an unavoidable barrier, and Yan Xing is born to meet this condition. Therefore, he was placed with high hopes by Lan and others and made every effort to prepare today's plan.
But now the emergence of the "Holy Palace"...
I hope everything goes well. Yan Xing can only cheer himself up silently and not let Uncle Lan and his others sacrifice go to waste. He can't die here before he has a good look at this magical world.
"Set off!"
The old man and his party stepped into the fog. The thousand city slaves didn't even need to drive them away. They hurriedly followed. They seemed to understand the horror of the old man, whose majesty was far beyond the so-called slave seal.
Yan Xing's eyebrows and eyes drooped, silently mingling among the crowd. His thin body was even more low-minded at this moment. Of course, this was what he wanted.
Stepping out of the city wall, a force held everyone up, falling lightly like feathers.
Yan Xing silently estimated in his heart that after half a quarter of an hour, his feet touched the ground.
Hiss—This dark city wall is as high as 30,000 feet!
The highest peak in the previous life was that ten of them had to be stacked together to barely compare with them.
Such material power is worthy of being a strange world with extraordinary powers.
Yan Xing pressed his emotions and glanced at him with a faint look. He had no time to think about it now, and it was important to take out what Uncle Lan left him.
Unfortunately, Uncle Lan and his friends laid things on the city wall at the cost of flesh and blood, but now they have lost their function. With the help of the old man with white eyebrows, he saved the most difficult step and came directly to the ground.
What the old man with white eyebrows said is true.
I saw that the terrifying scarlet mist was rejected by an invisible force, forming a hemisphere hollow with a radius of hundreds of feet. Everyone stood there, which was no different from behind the city wall.
Although the fog was blocked, the light could not penetrate the fog. It was the place that should have been pitch black and could not see five fingers. The old man took out a pure white stone the size of a fist, and instantly sprinkled light, illuminating the hollow of the hemisphere.
Cramp! Crack!
A strange touch came from his feet. Yan Xing lowered his eyes and saw pale bones everywhere, endless, piled up like mountains, with many empty eye holes looking at him, as if crying about his miserable experience.
Human life is like grass!
Yan Xing remained silent, and his palms subconsciously clasped, and the cruel side of this world was bloodily displayed in front of him.
“Come on!”
The old man with white eyebrows pondered for a moment, as if he was discerning the direction, then whispered and accelerated his pace forward. A thousand city slaves did not dare to stop, and all trotted and followed closely behind.
This is not a joke. The speed is slow. Once you leave the hemisphere hole, you will be swallowed by the fog immediately.
All these city slaves are strong men. They have polished their bodies and their physical strength and endurance are not weak. It is not difficult to keep up, but Yan Xing's small body is in terrible. I don't know if he is really so weak. Gradually, he has fallen to the end of the team.
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‘Boy, you are destined to leave this ghost place in the future. The practices we practice and the blood food and medicinal food we swallow are all at the cost of overdrawing our lives. You cannot get involved with them.’
‘The world outside is big, big, you deserve something better…’
Thinking of Uncle Lan’s earnest teachings, Yan Xing looked down at his skinny body and couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh.
Is it this one?
Yan Xing calmed down his mind, glanced around with sharp eyes, and checked with the terrain map he remembered in his heart over and over again, and the speed under his feet was slowed down a little naturally.
It's not wrong, it's here!
A depression suddenly appeared dozens of feet ahead. On the side of the depression, a thick dead tree was lying down. In the middle of the tree, a broken stone tablet was erected, with several marks engraved on it.
This seemingly meaningless mark was something that Uncle Lan physically punished him several times, and he also wanted to make him record down since he was a child.
Yan Xing's eyes trembled slightly, and he quietly adjusted his way forward. His luck was undoubtedly excellent at this moment. The location of the stone tablet was just at the edge of the hollow of the hemisphere. If it was slightly offset, everything would be over.
Although the golden light talisman armor on his body can temporarily escape from the hemisphere hole, once he does this, it will undoubtedly attract the attention of the "Holy Palace".
Bang!!
Yan Xing stepped heavily on the stone tablet, as if he had subconsciously stroked it. Then he bent down naturally and picked up a smooth leg bone from under the stone tablet. It was very heavy, and I don’t know which creature it came from.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
He held his leg bones in his hand, waved them hard for a few times, and then nodded with satisfaction, then immediately followed the army and ran, whispering in a low voice.
"There are many crises in the fog. I don't know how many terrifying and weird things exist. It's better to have a self-defense item than to have a bare hands..."
Yan Xing's behavior is not an isolated case. There are many city slaves who think like him, and they all find a handy thing.
After all, no one is a fool. It is impossible for the big shots of the "Holy Palace" to take them, such humble city slaves, to make fun, right? There must be a terrible danger waiting for everyone.
Yan Xing was very satisfied with his acting skills and thought that no one would notice his small move, just a skeleton that could be seen everywhere. Who could know the hidden mystery?
But he didn't know that the old man with white eyebrows who was walking in the front had his eyes flashed slightly as he picked up his leg bones.
‘Haha, funny little guy.’
Yan Xing is still too shallow in his understanding of extraordinary power in this world.
The old man with white eyebrows has shed his mortal body and is a powerful man who has opened up a "life force field"!