What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

"Listen to the old man!"

Chen Yiling chose Old Man Dou because he wanted to use his experience to make up for his shortcomings.

Except for people like Song Shi who had never traveled in the world, the others quickly disguised themselves, leaving Song Shi in a daze.

Some became like women, some became like guards, even Chen Yiling let her hair down and became the girl next door.

Seeing Song Shi in a daze, Chen Yiling smiled and said, "You don't have to pretend. Everyone who looks at you will think you are a rich man."

"Uh, okay."

Song Shi was so happy that he followed Chen Yiling out of Jinxiu City, crossed Jinhe River, and plunged into the vast world.

The group of them was like an ordinary caravan, shuttling on the path.

After all, this world is in a feudal state. Outside the city, most of the outside is wasteland. From time to time, you can see bones on the road, and occasionally encounter skinny humans with green eyes.

"People outside seem to be even more miserable than the people in Splendid City."

Song Shi came to the conclusion that Jinxiu City was at least very prosperous to begin with, but the rural areas outside were not so good. The situation would get worse if affected by plague and war.

He turned his head and glanced at Chen Yiling, who had turned into a soft girl: "Commander Chen, how far is it from the meeting point?"

"It's about a hundred miles away. If you rest for a night on the way, we'll arrive tomorrow."

Chen Yiling pulled back her hair and looked warily at the nearby wilderness.

"Is it really easy to be attacked outside?"

"Well, if you don't follow the army, you may be attacked at any time."

"Why don't we go there together?"

"The last person who thought so is dead. Our large army is in the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains. Heavenly Demon Temple is very cunning and deliberately sent experts to sneak attack on our rear troops."

The group walked quietly through the vast wilderness, and the terrain gradually became higher.

In the evening, they stopped at a small town in a hilly area.

A plague broke out in this town, and everyone died. Then there was a fire, and most of the town was scorched.

Ordinary people didn't dare to get close. Fortunately, the monks found a good courtyard to stay and began to rest.

Mr. Dou is very experienced. He specially called a few Martial Artists to keep watch the day after tomorrow.

Song Shi didn't need to keep vigil, so he took out the light body technique and started to explore, and he entered the door after a while.

In the middle of the night, Song Shi was jumping around in his room as if he didn't weigh much.

"It's pretty good. It changes the way Qi circulates, making the body lighter and moving faster."

Having mastered the art of lightening one's body, it was already late, so he began to practice taiyin contemplation and take a rest.

In the early hours of the morning, a strange gray mist suddenly appeared.

The night watchman fell to the ground softly as soon as the fog enveloped him.

Not long after, Song Shi, who was practicing, suddenly felt terrified.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found a huge blue handprint facing him.

There was a loud noise, and Song Shi, who was attacked by a sneak attack, was slapped to the ground. His whole body sank in, and it seemed that he couldn't dig it out.

On the broken ground, Song Shi had a layer of golden energy protecting him, so that although he suffered such a violent blow, it was not fatal.

"Who the hell is attacking me!"

Song Shi was beaten a little dazed, struggled to stretch out his hand, slapped the ground and got up.

Whoosh!

A cold light followed, and with a ding sound, it pierced between his eyebrows.

"You were killed by Law Weapon, your constitution +10!"

"You draw strength from death and gain free attribute points 5!"

"You will be resurrected in three seconds!"

"The resurrection location is not set, and the default is to resurrect in place!"

At the same time, similar scenes occurred in other places.

The fog put many people in a comatose state, and they were killed by the sneak attacker Thunder.

Only a few powerful people were able to resist.

Not surprisingly, everyone who deliberately kept a low profile and pretended to be on their way was still targeted.

After killing Song Shi, the person who shot him turned around expressionlessly, as if he was going to kill someone else. .

In the dark night, another person was laughing crazily: "Dead, hahaha, finally dead, I am the young master, the only young master in Da Gan!"

Song Shi jumped up from the pit and looked at the two people in the house with horror.

The door has been destroyed, and Changsun Ji, who should not be here, is laughing wildly.

The one who sneaked up on him next to him was the Shadowless Guard, and the two of them were in a very abnormal state.

The former was laughing maniacally in the darkness, while the latter's eyes were dull, like a walking zombie.

Song Shi was a little confused, maybe he was dreaming.

Impossible, the system prompts have appeared, and it is in line with the characteristics of Transcendent Foundation Building to kill itself.

Currently, only when a being who is one level beyond his own kills him can he be rewarded with ten points.

"Chang Sunji, are you okay?"

Song Shi couldn't help but speak, and the latter looked over with dull eyes, and his laughter stopped abruptly: "Hai Ying, haven't you eaten? Hit him to death!"

Changsun Ji went crazy again, baring his teeth and claws on the spot, but strangely, his eyes were still dull, and they didn't match the expression on his face at all.

Haiying turned around, and a cold light shot out from his side again, piercing Song Shi's head.

Three seconds later, Song Shi stood up again and glanced at Law Weapon next to the man in black.

This thing was actually a silver needle, much thicker than an ordinary needle, more like a nail, with a very sharp tip. No wonder it was so destructive that even his body couldn't withstand it.

"Why can't you kill me?"

Changsunji was so angry that he jumped to his feet: "Keep killing him. Even in his dream, you will kill him for me!"

These words made Song Shi, who was confused, trembled and said in disbelief: "No way, are you sleepwalking?"

It's been a long time since I've seen Song Shi. Even though I've heard of similar things, this is the first time I've encountered someone sleepwalking and running to kill someone.

"This dream is really real, and there are still words like this, kill!"

Changsunji waved his hand, and Haiying urged his silver needle again.

Song Shi's palm glowed and turned into a piece of iron sand. He tried to catch it with his hand, but was pierced all over and had multiple bleeding holes in his head.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Seeing that Song Shi was still not dead, Changsunji roared crazily.

Song Shi, who could not die, spread his consciousness and found that there was a huge strange gray mist shrouding the outside.

He couldn't see the edge, but in the fog, many people were killing crazily. He looked around and his pupils shrank.

The people who killed were all people who followed Wuchenzi, Dou Daoist and Wuchenzi were both there.

Without exception, their eyes were dull, but unlike Chang Sun Ji, they could still speak.

But the people in their team fell into a daze after encountering the fog. After being killed, their dazed souls floated out of the pool of blood, screamed and entered the fog, and then went up to the sky.

Above the night sky, at the end of the fog, there is a gray boat like a flat boat on the sea of ​​fog, and an old man in a linen robe is fishing leisurely.

He was fishing with a white bone fishing rod, and the fishing line was like a woman's hair. There was no fishhook, but souls were constantly being pulled up and thrown into the fish basket next to him.

Fishing soul!

Song Shi was shocked.

The old man's eyes were emitting a strange magic light, and his wrinkled face was smiling. Suddenly he raised his head and said, "Interesting, there are still little fishes who dare to pry."

The next second, Song Shi felt a terrible thought thundering down, his ears roared, his soul collapsed, and he bled to death.