Beiyin Great Sage

"Are you... aren't you the one following Zhou Jia?"

"You..." Luo Xiuying turned her head and saw a group of people, her tense expression relaxed slightly, and she clasped her fists at them:

"So it's everyone on Xiaolang Island, Luo Xiuying is being polite."

Although Zhou Jia seldom interacted with people on Xiaolang Island along the way, they belonged to the same bloodline after all, and the residences they arranged were close to each other. Naturally, Luo Xiuying also recognized these people.

A group of six people, except for a person named Yang Fan who is from the late Heitie period, the rest are ordinary ranks, and two of them have foreign surnames.

Judging from their situation, their clothes were a little messy, but their breathing was very steady, obviously not affected much by the chaos just now.

"What a coincidence."

One of them nodded and looked back at Yang Fan:

"senior?"

"En." Yang Fan nodded, with an indifferent expression:

"Go ahead."

"Yes!"

A few people should be, drawing their swords and approaching.

"Several." Luo Xiuying's complexion changed, and she hurriedly backed away:

"What does it mean?"

"I'm from Uncle Zhou, and we belong to the same lineage of Xiaolang Island. What are you guys trying to do?"

"I know." One person sneered:

"It's because you came with Zhou Jia, so you don't plan to let you go. You don't think we really treat him as one of our own?"

"What are you talking about with her?" Someone frowned:

"Kill the matter directly. When Zhou Jia is found, the master of the vein will take action, and he will always deal with this traitor in this world fragment."

"Killing is too wasteful." Someone shook his head:

"This woman's appearance is not bad, and her figure is even better..."

"What do you want to do?" One person said with a smile:

"There is no time for you to relax in this place."

"I mean, it should be useful to capture him alive. Even if we don't use it, we can use it to blackmail that Zhou, right?"

"I'm afraid you don't think so."

"Ha ha……"

Several people laughed unscrupulously.

A mere mortal rank of eighth rank would not be taken seriously by them. Among them, there are only two ranks of tenth rank, not to mention that there is a black iron sitting in charge.

"So it is."

Luo Xiuying's beautiful eyes flickered, but there was no fear on her face, she just nodded slowly.

next moment.

"Shh!"

Killing and killing sword!

Black Iron Profound Soldiers!

next moment.

With a flash of sword light, the five people froze together, and a bloodstain appeared on their throats at the same time.

"puff!"

Blood splattered!

Chapter 029 first move

The top of the building.

One old and one young stand side by side.

The gloomy sky, the thick clouds are as black as ink, weigh heavily on the heart, standing on a high place seems to be within reach.

The old man withdrew his eyes looking up at the sky, and sighed quietly:

"This is a world influenced by the will of the abyss."

"The will of the abyss?"

The boy was only in his early ten years old, wearing a clean white robe, which seemed to be the uniform of a certain religion, with a sense of mystery and holiness.

He frowned slightly and asked:

"What is the will of the abyss?"

"The existence of the abyss is difficult to explain in words." The old man with eagle eyes and hooked nose, blond hair reaching his waist, and a staff in his hand, is a black iron powerhouse from Fei Mu's world:

"It seems to be some kind of living creature with its own will, but this will is full of madness, chaos, incomprehensible, and inaccessible."

"The fragments of the abyss are basically devoid of life, not even entities!"

"But when it merges with other world fragments, it will merge with this world fragment, causing the world fragments to mutate and evolve many existences with abyssal characteristics."

"For example?" The boy raised his eyebrows.

"For example." The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to a stone lion walking on the street below:

"Let some dead things in the original world turn into living things; some existences undergo mutations; some things have special features."

The stone lion below was originally a dead thing at the gate of the house, but now it can walk and move, and holds a corpse in its mouth, chewing and swallowing flesh and blood carelessly.

The heavy body made it make a dull sound on the ground every time it took a step.

"So it is like this!" The young man suddenly said:

"Just like the place where we first appeared, the tunnel that is hundreds of miles long is definitely not a product of the creatures of this world."

"Not bad." The old man nodded:

"The tunnel may have been only a few tens of miles originally, but due to the influence of the will of the abyss, it has become hundreds of miles long, and some strange existences have been born."

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes could not help showing a little fear.

obviously.

Even with their strength, getting out of the tunnel is not easy.

"You know so much." The boy in white looked sideways at the old man with wonder in his eyes:

"It seems that I made the right choice to follow you."

"Haha..." The old man laughed loudly:

"That's the way it is. Among the six Hongzeyu clans, people from Fei Mu's world may not be the most talented, but they must know other worlds the best."

"Just like the plane of the abyss, I am afraid that few people in other races know about it."

"Oh!" The young man asked curiously:

"Why is this?"

"Because..." The old man restrained his smile, his eyes were deep:

"There are gods in Fei Mu's world!"

"It is a god who can reverse life, old age, sickness and death, cross the void dimension, and even open up a space. The real... god."

"The knowledge they impart to the race is far beyond that of other races."

There are not only gods in Fei Mu's world, but also more than one.

There are gods who specialize in exploration, and gods who advocate wisdom. Some of them have traveled to many worlds, and some don't hesitate to impart knowledge.

They are called Protoss!

certain knowledge.

It is an existence that ordinary people, even silver powerhouses, are not qualified to understand, and only gods can contact it.

"This is a good thing!" The young man in white is from the Dili tribe. He has profound wisdom and keen perception, and he accurately grasped the haze that flashed across the old man's face at that moment:

"Why are you unhappy?"

With the blessing of the gods, even in this world of ruins, life can be easier if you think about it.

"Unhappy." The old man shook his head:

"Because God also has desires, and people are more greedy. When someone prys out God's authority, God will often bring disasters."

"For the gods, people are just playthings they keep in captivity and cannot be surpassed."

After a pause, he continued:

"Do you know why there are so many intelligent races in Fei Mu's world?"

"Why?" the boy asked.

"Because of God's punishment!" The old man bowed his head and said:

"Every time God punishes, it will destroy the wisdom created by the original group, and the new group will once again become the plaything of God, and so on, and it has been like this since the beginning of the world."

"So there are more and more ethnic groups in Fei Mu's world."

There will always be a presence prying into God's authority.

There will always be divine punishment.

God's punishment will not completely destroy everything, and it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net. Over time, there will be a world where many ethnic groups are mixed.

Such things must belong to the most secretive secrets in Fei Mu's world.

He was so clear about it.

The identity must be extraordinary.

"Let's go!"

The old man stretched his muscles and bones:

"Someone is coming, they are not easy to provoke."

While speaking, the old man's body gradually deformed, and he turned into a monster with a height of Zhang Xu, two wings on his back, and a mouth full of fangs.

If people from Fei Mu's world saw it, they would definitely recognize it as a monster.

Ghoul!

A powerful existence comparable to the peak strength and speed of the black iron.

And what the old man used was the exclusive high-level source technique with the blood of the children of the forest: Transfiguration.

"Wow..."

The ghoul flapped its wings and clasped the shoulders of the boy in white with its claws. The two of them flew into the sky, breaking through the thick clouds and flying towards the distance.

on the ground.

The stone lion weighing dozens of tons seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly ran with all its strength, with violent vibrations and a hurricane, and swooped towards a person walking at the end of the street.

The lion's eyes are blood red, its fangs are ferocious, and its power is absolutely no less than that of a master in the middle stage of the black iron, or even surpassed.

"Peng!"

The figure waved his sleeves.

The huge stone lion couldn't bear it and flew high.

"Hundred Cracks!"

The figure stepped forward, reached out and pressed lightly on the stone lion's belly.

The terrifying power rolled out like thousands of sharp blades, and the huge stone lion was torn apart on the spot and shattered into a sky full of stones.

"Crash..."