Returning to the location of the stone tablet, Wu Chong covered it with his spiritual thoughts, and a chaotic, abyssal atmosphere was transmitted from the stone tablet. This feeling is indeed not an ordinary object. This so-called stone tablet is only the twenty-eight states in Daqi.
Projection of the world.
Wu Chong stretched out his hand and pressed his palm on the surface of the stone tablet.
The cold touch came back, telling him that this was an ordinary stone tablet, but the picture seen by his spiritual consciousness was completely different. In the picture seen by his spiritual consciousness, the stone tablet was like a rotating portal.
Surrounded by twisted bluish-gray fog spots, there is a collapsed vortex in the center.
He put his palm into the center of the whirlpool and said something silently in his mind.
"Enter!"
In an instant, the body twisted, and the person was sucked in like sand.
The outside world has returned to calm again.
Only the old statues of gods are left, still sitting there quietly...
Twenty-eight states.
The glorious twenty-eight states in the past have become rumors, and are only recorded in the classics of literati. Now there is only one half state left in Yu State. Although this half state is not small, it is far away.
Not as good as before.
The State of Yu was founded on the principle of peace, and respected the "Heaven". With the help of the Heaven, the State of Yu quickly put down the civil strife. More than twenty years later, many things have been forgotten.
The rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes.
The imperial court also became the same imperial court.
The only difference is that the matter of night demons and pollutants has been made public. With the continuous influx of pollutants and night demons, the living space of the Yu Kingdom has been greatly reduced. The border war has shrunk and shrunk. These things every
With every step forward, Yu's defense line retreats. Over the years, Yu has never won a battle against pollutants.
In this environment, many people in the world began to pursue the ultimate lethality.
The purpose is to have some ability to resist when facing the night demon.
The northwest defense line of Yu State.
The ancient city of Menglong was invaded by night monsters three years ago. After the Yu State held on for three months, they were forced to retreat. Today, the place is almost completely abandoned, with only those lunatics who practice 'magic arts', or...
Some desperate people who can't survive and come to collect medicine will appear here.
In the abandoned alley, several men wearing animal skins and carrying swords were hiding in the corner, looking at the shrouds wandering past on the main road.
"There are more and more of these damn things!"
After the shroud was gone, a man couldn't help but curse.
"In this world, it's good to be alive."
The leader of the group took back his saber, but there was still some blood on the blade. Not far from them, a dried corpse was floating in the wind.
This is not the first time they have done this, killing people, dumping their bodies, and using people as bait to lure away the night monsters.
These people are all herb collectors. They are said to be herb collectors. They have done all the dirty work they should do. They are herb collectors when the newcomers are strong, but they are also herb collectors when the newcomers are weak...
I don't mind playing a cameo as a robber. In this kind of place where the imperial court has given up, no human morality can be used with a knife.
"There are still two streets left before we go out. I don't know if the remaining two baits will work."
As he spoke, the young man glanced at the two women behind him. His eyes were as cold as looking at pork, and there was no humanity at all.
The two women who were being stared at looked frightened and shook their heads with pale faces, desperately trying to get these people to let them go. Unfortunately, this kind of gaze had no effect on this group of herb collectors.
"Let's go and stop talking."
The leader of the herb collectors did not discuss this topic. After confirming that there was no danger, he led the people and continued walking out.
Not enough bait?
Aren’t there still so many people in the team...
The leader of the herb collectors did not say this, but everyone knew it. What they earned was the money for their escape, and whether they could survive or not all depended on their methods.
Just as the two turned around the street, the green bricks on the ground in front of them suddenly cracked.
Dark red blood emerged from the crack, like a spring. In the blood, some cold and decaying bones flashed from time to time. It was obviously only a small spring the size of a palm, but I don't know how so many things emerged.
Blood fountain!
Why is there a fountain of blood coming out of this place?
The leader of the herb collectors' expression changed, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
But before he could react, a gust of wind suddenly blew from behind, and two bright white lanterns swayed in the wind.
"Very good, very good. I didn't expect to encounter so many blood foods when I went out. This is the great achievement of this ancestor's magical power!"
The sound is erratic and makes people lose their bearings.
But the moment the people collecting herbs heard the sound, their expressions changed drastically. The young man who had spoken before exclaimed in fear.
"Ancestor of Ghost Lantern!?"
This is a peerless murderer who has been wanted by the imperial court for ten years. His demonic skills are earth-shattering. It is said that due to the absorption of "devil energy", his strength has reached the seventh level of the second realm. He is one of the few people in the world except for the emperor of heaven and the holy master of Huangquan.
master.
A group of herb collectors didn't care about the danger of the 'Blood Spring'. They ran like crazy one by one. Even the leader leading the way jumped over the wall and escaped. There were also a few guys who were running a little slower and linked their hands with the medicine inside.
All weapons were lost.
Suddenly there were only two tied baits left in place.
Woohoo!
The two women's faces turned pale, and they kept struggling to escape with them. However, their hands and feet were tied, and they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
A gloomy wind came, two ghost lamps swayed in the wind, and a strange man with a withered figure slowly walked over. As the strange man approached, the bodies of the two women lying on the ground withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there was something
It was as if something had sucked their lives away. After a while, the two of them turned into two mummies without the breath of life. The wind blew by, blowing the two dry corpses on the ground into dust and rolled them into the lantern.
The lights are brighter.
"They are all ancestors' lamp oil, and none of them can escape."
Ku Gao's humanoid index finger turned over, and then he saw clearly that the old guy's index finger was wrapped with several translucent silk threads. The two oil lamps were connected by these threads, and they looked like ghost lamps from a distance.
As the ancestor of Ghost Lantern flipped his fingers, silk threads flew out, and they soon caught up with the fleeing herb collectors.
After the screams, the world suddenly became quiet.
The cold wind subsided, and the ghost lamp fell down, illuminating the mummy-like face of the ancestor of the ghost lamp. This man had sunken cheeks, a pair of eyes emitting a faint blue light, and his skin was the same as tree bark. His whole person was as gloomy as if he were crawling inside a tomb.
The corpses that came out looked like dead bodies.
This is magic!
After Wu Chong left the Twenty-eight Prefectures, Tianjie and Huangquan developed a technique in order to resist the collapse of the front line. It is said that it was creatively researched by the pioneer Wu City Lord Wu's "spiritual energy".