Several blurry black figures looked at each other at the city gate, and finally looked at each other in confusion.
It seems to be asking who closed the door.
"who?"
One of the black figures came forward to the door and asked out of curiosity. He spoke a very strange language. However, through mental fluctuations, most living creatures could understand what it was about.
There was no response from the door.
At this moment, another dark figure pointed to the door, indicating that the person who closed the door must still be there. Do you want to open the door to take care of him? But the dark figure shook his head, as if to say that it was lucky that he had closed the door, otherwise he would have let him go.
The dignified middle-aged man ran away.
Dignified middle age?
They slowly turned their heads to look at the majestic middle-aged man, who seemed to be frozen. However, their eyes soon fell on the left waist of the majestic middle-aged man...
At this moment, the majestic middle-aged man did not dare to move, and allowed the white and tender little hand to gently pull his robe. A large amount of cold sweat penetrated his pale face. He felt that the little girl in the red dress was getting more and more weird.
and terrifying, it is very likely to be related to the prehistoric Tianzun, or even born after the death of the prehistoric Tianzun.
Could it be said that the prehistoric Heavenly Lord was a woman?
He searched frantically in his mind for various legends about prehistoric female gods, hoping to find one or two. After a while, he actually discovered a female god in various folklore...
But he couldn't be sure if it existed.
Is it just a legend?
After pondering for a long time, he said with great respect: "May I ask, Your Excellency, who is Yue Tianzun from ancient times?"
The little girl in the red dress tilted her head, stunned, and seemed to be saying to herself: "Yue Tianzun? This name sounds familiar, Yue Tianzun..."
She was murmuring softly.
At this time, it was the majestic middle-aged man's turn to be stunned for a moment. Yue Tianzun was just a legend spread among the people. No one took it seriously at all. Could it really exist? He just wanted to delay time.
He's not sure now.
"Uncle, can you tell me about Yue Tianzun? Xiaoxi seems to have heard of her name, but she doesn't remember her."
The little girl in red dress said.
Xiao Xi?
The majestic middle-aged man was stunned again.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that this weird little girl seemed to have said his name several times.
Did you forget it?
However, it seems that there is a mistake. This weird little girl has really heard of Yue Tianzun? Yue Tianzun is just a legend.
Then...
At this moment, the majestic middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said: "According to legend, Yue Tianzun was born in the prehistoric era and was one of the most terrifying existences in the prehistoric era..."
"She has an extremely beautiful face and a pair of bright eyes, with an outstanding temperament and peerless elegance. Her voice is smart, ethereal, and unpredictable. Although her tone is cold, ruthless, and shuddering, it is also soft, charming, and charming.
Soul..."
After a while, the majestic middle-aged man started talking a lot about folk legends about Yue Tianzun.
"She is beautiful?"
The little girl in the red dress tilted her head and asked with envy on her face.
"She is very beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman in all time. Her magnificence is unparalleled and unparalleled in all eternity!" The majestic middle-aged man exclaimed in amazement. He spoke with utmost sincerity, as if Yue Tianzun really existed before time immemorial.
"Then are her eyes bigger, or Xiaoxi's eyes?"
The little girl in the red dress stuck her head out and stared at the majestic middle-aged man with big bright eyes.
The dignified middle-aged man lowered his head and "looked" at the little head sticking out, not knowing what to say.
This is hell.
Not to mention a human, not even a ghost. He still didn't understand what kind of existence this little girl in the red dress was.
"Well……"
For a moment I didn’t know who to say had big eyes.
What if Yue Tianzun has big eyes, and the little girl in the red dress is unhappy? If it is said that the little girl in red dress has big eyes, wouldn’t Yue Tianzun’s character be ruined?
"Who has the bigger eyes?"
The little girl in the red dress still stared and asked.
"Your eyes are a little bigger, but Yue Tianzun's eyes are brighter than yours."
The dignified middle-aged man has a serious look on his face.
"My eyes are really bigger than Yue Tianzun's?" The little girl in the red dress looked a little excited and said, "Hey, Xiaoxi's eyes are bigger than Yue Tianzun's eyes..."
"That's for sure."
The dignified middle-aged man nodded.
At this time, several blurry black figures not far away looked at them in shock. What is going on?
They looked at the little girl in the red dress with confusion, should they take action?
"Oh, Xiao Xi should be very familiar with her, but Xiao Xi just can't remember her." The little girl in the red dress sighed, "Xiao Xi thinks that Xiao Xi should be very close to Yue Tianzun..."
"..."
The majestic middle-aged man is full of doubts, does Yue Tianzun really exist?
This little girl seems very familiar.
"Uncle, please send Xiaoxi home. After you send Xiaoxi home, Xiaoxi will return your eyes to you, okay?"
The little girl in the red dress pulled the majestic middle-aged robe and said.
"..." The majestic middle-aged man remained silent, and after a few breaths he said, "May I ask where Miss Xiaoxi's home is?"
"Over there."
The little girl in the red dress pointed to the end of the street.
The majestic middle-aged man turned to look and said, "It's very close. You can just go straight. Why do you need your uncle to take you there?"
"not close."
The little girl shook her head, then lowered her voice and said: "Uncle, there is a ghost on the bridge. Xiaoxi is afraid of ghosts."
"ghost?"
The majestic middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. Shouldn't it be that ghosts are afraid of you?
Also, there are several vague black figures guarding behind the city gate, all of them are emperor-level beings, and they seem to have a lot to do with you.
Isn't it good for them to be given to you?
snort!
There must be no good intentions.
However, he did not say it out loud. He seemed to be thinking about it and said, "What ghost is on the bridge? Is it scary?"
"There are all kinds of ghosts, it's very scary." The little girl nodded like a chicken and said, "Xiao Xi doesn't dare to walk alone."
"Besides the ghost on the bridge, what else is there?"
The dignified middle-aged question.
The bridge the little girl mentioned should refer to the stone arch bridge connecting the inner city. This bridge is indeed not simple, no wonder she can see it.
"besides……"
The little girl was silent for a while, as if she was very scared and didn't dare to say anything anymore.
"What else?" The majestic middle-aged man asked quickly, also wanting to know what is in the inner city. "Uncle can't send you home until you tell me clearly, right?"
"And, and..."
The little girl frowned and finally whispered: "There is a ghost who looks exactly like Xiaoxi at home."
"..."
The majestic middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding, and asked curiously: "A ghost that looks exactly like you? What do you mean? Could it be that a ghost turned into you?"
"no."
The little girl shook her head and said: "She looks exactly like Xiaoxi, she's not an illusion..."
"Yeah?"
The majestic middle-aged man frowned, somewhat confused as to what was going on, and said, "Is she scary? Why is she in your home? Maybe she is your sister?"
"no."
The little girl shook her head and begged: "Uncle, can you send Xiaoxi home? As long as uncle sends Xiaoxi home, Xiaoxi will give your eyes back to you? Okay?"
"...Uh, okay."
The dignified middle-aged man could only agree.
"Uncle, let's go." The little girl tugged on the majestic middle-aged robe and said, "It's very late now, or the ghost on the bridge will come out."
The dignified middle-aged man could only turn around and walk to the end of the street with the little girl.
Several blurry black figures looked at each other, as if asking if they should take action. But in the end, they still did not take action...
And outside the city gate.
A white figure that had disappeared appeared in front of the city gate again, and cautiously stepped forward to eavesdrop on what was going on inside.
Unfortunately, I heard nothing.
He was hesitating whether he should open the city gate and walk in...
…
…
The strange black mist in the dead city fills the air, shrouding the entire dead city like smoke, giving the dead city a strong hazy and weird feeling.
The dignified middle-aged man walked forward cautiously, a small hand holding the robe around his waist.
Those vague black shadows disappeared without knowing when. The monster covered in scales never appeared again.
The dead city is silent.
Only the air of death and strangeness permeated the air, making people nervous.
Soon after, he finally reached the end of the street. At the end was an inland river, with ancient stone arch bridges built on the river. Thick black fog rolled on the other side, making it difficult for him to see the situation in the inner city...
"Uncle~"
At this time, the little girl seemed very nervous and frightened, huddled behind the majestic middle-aged man.
Even his eyes seemed to be filled with fear.
"What's wrong?"
The dignified middle-aged man asked, feeling extremely nervous.
Since even a weird little girl is afraid of an existence, how scary is it? At this moment, he was carefully looking at the stone arch bridge...
"Xiao Xi is afraid~"
The little girl said timidly, shrinking her neck.
"Uncle is here, don't be afraid." The majestic middle-aged man said. In fact, he was not afraid of any ghosts, but was a little afraid of the little girl...
This little girl is so weird.
Except for the power of the thunder pool, all other attacks cannot harm it.
"Uncle, can you go to the bridge first and have a look?"
said the little girl.
"Okay, uncle, go take a look first." The majestic middle-aged man hesitated and said, to see if there was any chance to get rid of the little girl. Instead, he felt that this little girl might be the most bizarre and terrifying existence in the dead city.
As long as you get rid of the little girl, you may have a chance to escape.
As for the creation of the prehistoric Heavenly Lord, he no longer thinks about it now. It is more important to escape first...
The stone arch bridge is very simple. It is made of white jade. It is carved with the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, birds, animals, fish, flowers, plants and trees. Although the lines of the carvings are very simple, they have a special charm and look...
Gives people a lifelike feeling.
For example, when looking at the pictures of the sun, moon and stars, he seemed to see a deep starry sky.
See the stars moving, the sun and the moon turning.
this……
The majestic middle-aged man was a little shocked.
These carvings seem to contain profound Taoist meanings, and they may have been carved by the Holy Emperor of Creation himself.
wrong!
As he looked at more and more pictures, he had already denied the Holy Emperor of Creation.
This may have been carved by Tianzun himself.
These pictures and carvings contain the charm of Tianzun's thoughts. If someone at the level of the Great Emperor can understand one or two of them, it will definitely be of great help in stepping into creation.
As I walked and looked at it, I came to the highest point of the arch bridge before I knew it...
He saw carved on the bridge, a corpse that was as thin as withered, as if only black skin was left. The mummy was covered in white hair, its eyes were as red as cinnabar, its fingers were like hooks, and its teeth were exposed outside its lips.
Like a sharp blade...
He frowned, could this be a ghost?
This is just a picture.
However, doesn’t it seem very inconsistent with this picture of ghosts and ghosts carved on an arched bridge, and with pictures of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, etc.?
Why is this ghostly pattern carved on the bridge?
The majestic middle-aged man actually started thinking seriously and forgot to escape for a moment.
Strange.
He thought about it, then turned around and looked back, wanting to signal to the little girl that there was no ghost on the bridge. But he was stunned for a moment, shouldn't he escape quietly?
Why are you still thinking about her?
When he turned his head, his expression suddenly changed. When he saw the ghostly patterns carved on the bridge, he came alive at this moment.
A ferocious-looking mummy struggled out of the pattern.
A stench rose into the sky, so stinky that it made people doubt their lives, so stinky that even their souls had a sense of smell.
He almost covered his nose and ran away.
call--
The mummy quickly struggled out, stretched out his hands in front of his chest, and stared at him evilly with a pair of red eyes...
boom!
The majestic middle-aged man cut him down with one sword.
The power of the sword is brilliant, unstoppable, and can destroy the world.
boom!
However, the head of the mummy was as hard as stone, and it blocked the sword of the majestic middle-aged man, and sparks flew from it.
This shocked the majestic middle-aged man. How hard is this skull to be able to resist his sword? Is azure gold hard enough? However, he can split azure gold with just one sword...
boom!
At this moment he fell again.
boom!
The skull of the mummy, sparks flying, once again blocked the majestic middle-aged sword.
But at this time, the mummy became angry. He was slashed twice in a row, and his anger suddenly surged to the sky. With his hands stretched out in front of his chest, he suddenly rushed towards the majestic middle-aged man.
boom!
When the war sword fell for the third time.
He punched out, and a huge golden fist mark instantly hit the mummy's chest. However, the mummy's chest was not broken, it was just knocked back two steps.
The majestic middle-aged man's eyes were horrified. What kind of monster is this?
Is the defense so terrifying?
Invulnerable?!
During the fierce battle between the majestic middle-aged man and the mummy.
The little girl in the red dress squatted by the bridge, holding her chin with a pair of pale hands and watching the battle.
About half an hour later, the majestic middle-aged man stepped off the bridge, covered with injuries, and said to the bored little girl: "Miss Xiaoxi, the evil spirits on the bridge are so powerful that my uncle can't defeat him."
"Uncle, don't lie to Xiao Xi." The little girl stared at the majestic middle-aged man and said, "Xiao Xi can see that you are not trying your best. Come on, uncle can definitely beat the evil ghost. No, this is a zombie...
…”
"Zombies?"
The dignified middle-aged man frowned.
In all the worlds, there are such ghosts and monsters, with different names, but they are really not so scary, and they are actually invulnerable.
"Well, this evil ghost is called a zombie..."
The little girl nodded and urged: "Uncle, go kill it quickly. I can definitely do it. Remember to do your best, uncle."
The majestic middle-aged man was suddenly speechless.
He did not try his best. If he had tried his best, he would have been able to fight zombies. Moreover, he also had the racial innate magical power, the golden lightning mark.
It's a pity that too many were used before.
Now he can no longer use it, and even if it is used, the power will be greatly reduced. He is still thinking about recovering secretly and preparing to give the little girl a fatal blow.