Wu Chong followed the direction recorded in the information and found the top of the mountain in just half a day.
On the bare barren mountains.
An old inn made entirely of thatch is isolated there. There are also some abandoned village buildings on the periphery. At first glance, it looks like a village that has been abandoned for a long time.
It's still the same village.
They are still those ‘villagers’ who are almost alive.
And the inn at the end.
Looking at the familiar scene, Wu Chong stopped outside the village, recalling the scene the last time he came here. That time he came with his brothers from the village, and the money he spent was Wang Yuanwai's money. At that time, they
When a group of people entered the village, the villagers showed frightened expressions.
At that time, none of them felt that something was wrong.
"Hero, I have no money."
Walking into the village, the villagers knelt down and begged for mercy just as they remembered.
These people are just like a fixed program.
At first glance, they look very real, but upon closer inspection, you will find that they are not real lives. They are all false lives derived from the oil lamp in the inn. It is trying hard to imitate human behavior, but unfortunately, death
Objects are just dead objects, and one cannot understand what real life means.
Squeak, squeak...
When he reached the top of the mountain, Wu Chong looked at the inn in front of him.
It was still as shabby as before, and outside the door, he saw the old shopkeeper holding an oil lamp.
"Does the guest want to stay at the hotel?"
The old shopkeeper grinned, showing yellow teeth.
Sure enough, he was a dead thing, but he didn't remember him at all, and his actions were still as planned.
Wu Chong ignored the old shopkeeper and looked up at the inn. It was here that he buried a group of good brothers who were not born in the same year, same month and same day. He also met Xu Zhou here.
The inn at that time was an irresistible mystery to him.
In his eyes, it was a powerful monster that even the mysterious Xu Zhou could not deal with. But when he looked at it now, he found that there were flaws everywhere in the inn. The walls that he once tried his best to see through now looked like that.
'I've become stronger.'
He chose to use this thing to make the third-turn material, which was to settle this grudge and bring an end to the past.
Wu Chong raised his hand, and wisps of breath condensed in his palm.
"Guest, come in and drink some hot tea."
The old shopkeeper spoke again, with the same honest smile. But Wu Chong was no longer interested in wasting time with him.
Looking at the dilapidated inn in front of him, Wu Chong gathered all the 'spiritual power' in his body into the palm of his hand.
The surface layer of human skin also begins to recover.
First floor, second floor, third floor, fourth floor!
All the forces were superimposed and gathered together. There was a vague visual sense of distorted air, as if flames were burning.
If they were normal people, they would have run away long ago when they saw the enemy gathering momentum, but this inn and the old shopkeeper in the room were all dead creatures. They didn't even know what fear was, they just did what they were told.
the behavior of.
Stonebreaker!
A palm flew into the air and fell down.
The empty palm disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, a powerful force collided with the dilapidated inn in front of them, and only a "boom" was heard.
A huge palm print appeared on the outer layer of this inn that had once been unbreakable.
The palm prints penetrated deep into the wall, and cracks like spider webs began to spread around it.
The scratches expanded, and the inn showed signs of collapse, and the signboard outside also fell off. This palm was really the rubble that opened the monument! It's just that this 'monument' is the entire inn, transformed from the pollutants.
“Are the guests staying in a hotel or dining?”
Inside the store, the numb old shopkeeper still repeated what he said before.
There was a dusty oil lamp placed on his counter.
There was actually a crack on the lampshade.
This inn is the manifestation of the power of this oil lamp
Wu Chong gathered his strongest strength so far and struck out with a single palm, which actually shattered this irreversible thing.
Looking at this scene, his mind couldn't help but recall what Xu Zhou had said.
'These things cannot be killed.'
refuses to die?
Wu Chong looked at the cracked oil lampshade, and his belief became stronger.
There is no monster in this world that cannot be killed. If there is, it means your strength is not enough.
After ten breaths.
There was a crisp sound, and the glass lampshade around the oil lamp... shattered.
With the broken oil lamp, the whole village shook.
Standing on the mountain, Wu Chong saw the disappearance of the village. This disappearance was like a broken crystal, spreading outward from the middle part, one by one, room by room. Every time a crack crossed a place, an area disappeared.
For ordinary demon warriors, pollutants cannot be killed.
This is not only Xu Zhou's concept, but everyone else, including people in Tianjie and Huangquan, thinks so. Countless warriors have tried in history, but no matter how hard they try, they can't destroy this thing. It's like a
Like a wonder of the world, it stands there undefended and cannot be eliminated by any means.
Countless generations of attempts.
Finally came to the conclusion of ‘cannot be killed’.
But nothing in this world is absolute.
From the birth of pollutants to the present, no one has ever used such a crude method to crush it like Wu Chong.
Because it's not strong enough.
But Wu Chong's 'spiritual power' did it, like a spear.
He gathered all his power into one point and shattered the shield. This broken point triggered a chain reaction that eventually led to a complete collapse.
This feeling is like the invincible boss of Novice Village.
It's like being beaten to death by a cheating player.
After it was shattered, the entire mountainous area shook.
Wu Chong stood on the top of the mountain, his feet seemed to have taken root, and he allowed the earth to shake without moving at all.
Following the earthquake, the surrounding villages completely disappeared.
The villagers I saw when I came in earlier also slowly lost their movement. They stood there like dead objects one by one, letting the fragmentation spread to them. Finally, they turned into black ash together with the disappearing villages and scattered in the sky and earth.
between.
After a long time, the vibration disappeared.
The village is gone, and the inn in the middle has also disappeared.
There was only a broken and broken lamp left on the spot, lying quietly on the ground. All the land around it that came into contact with it was polluted black and purple.
This pollution power is a hundred times more powerful than the night demon.
Wu rushed over and picked up the broken lamp.
In the field of vision, a familiar interface jumped out.