After leaving Jiang Feng's office, Wang Jin got on the bus home and looked at the fast traffic outside the window.
On the streets that were approaching night, colorful neon lights were lighting up one after another on both sides. They were colorful and illuminated the dry and cold night in the north with a bit more life.
Pedestrians were walking on the crosswalks on both sides. The cold winter made the pedestrians on both sides wear thick winter clothes. On the road in the middle, vehicles of various colors passed by on both sides of the bus, accompanied by
The sound of trumpets, distant or near, could be heard.
Everything is so harmonious, and people in Eastern Sichuan Province live an ordinary and dull life as usual.
However, Wang Jin seemed to see a faint haze hanging over Eastern Sichuan Province.
Even to this day, he can still think of the tragedy that happened in Yuancheng that day.
So many people died and turned into a long river of flesh and blood, pouring into the church of the Nalek Cult.
The Tai Sui Society and the Lake Cult have some kind of inseparable connection, but Wang Jin doesn't know exactly what this connection is.
The people from the Lake Cult seemed to be able to see the secret of his true energy.
It is obvious that Lake's churches across the country have been completely eliminated from the country after what happened in Yuancheng City.
However, for some reason, when Wang Jin heard Jiang Feng say in the office that there were still a large number of remnants of the Tai Sui Society in Eastern Sichuan Province, a shadow appeared in Wang Jin's heart.
"Forget it... I won't be needed this time. Jiang Feng has already made preparations. Even if something happens, he should be able to deal with it immediately." Wang Jin shook his head, and the confusion in his mind disappeared.
Put the thought behind you.
When they returned home, Wang Wei and his wife were sitting on the sofa watching TV.
"Where's my brother?"
After scanning around, he found that Wang Yuan didn't seem to be at home. Wang Jin asked with some confusion.
It's already seven or eight o'clock. Even if I'm out making up for classes, I should be back at this time.
"Oh, their school organized a tour of something, and we stayed outside tonight." My mother said while eating melon seeds.
"Visit? What kind of visit?"
"It seems to be some kind of alien war museum..." Wang Wei on the side took over the conversation and said: "That museum is in the west district of our Yuancheng City. I heard that it was a very important place hundreds of years ago in our Yuancheng City.
Alien Beast Battlefield, there were many battles that took place in Yuancheng City, and there are many cultural relics in the museum..."
When Wang Jin heard this, his heart moved.
"Does the museum have a website?"
"Website? I don't know about this. There should be one, right?"
Wang Jin secretly made a mental note to wait until he returned to the room, opened his laptop, and started searching for information about the Yuan City Museum on the Internet.
"The area where Eastern Sichuan Province is located was once the location of an eighth-level nest?"
After seeing the introduction on the museum's website, Wang Jin's eyes suddenly froze.
The eighth-level nest means that there is at least one eighth-level alien beast in the nest where Sichuan East Province was once located, which is comparable to a human eighth-level grandmaster!
In the land of Yuancheng City, such terrifying beasts once lived?
For a moment, many thoughts passed through Wang Jin's mind.
The activities of the Tai Sui Society in Eastern Sichuan Province are not insignificant.
From the nearly massacre of Yuancheng City a few months ago, to today, the Tai Sui Society actually sent two different sects to deal with Jiang Feng.
You know, although the strength of the Yi Sect is not as good as the real grand master, it is still quite powerful. Tai Sui will send two of them at once, which is enough to prove that Tai Sui attaches great importance to Jiang Feng.
In other words, Tai Sui will attach great importance to Eastern Sichuan Province!
In fact, Wang Jin had always had a vague feeling that the Tai Sui Society seemed to pay too much attention to Eastern Sichuan Province.
Although Eastern Sichuan Province is also a large province in the north, such emphasis is a bit too much.
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It wasn't until he saw the past history of this land in Eastern Sichuan Province that Wang Jin had some vague guesses.
Perhaps Tai Sui attaches great importance to Eastern Sichuan Province because of this land that was once the eighth level nest.
"These are just speculations. Let's go to the museum tomorrow..." Wang Jin said to himself as he closed the computer.
He had a vague feeling in his heart that maybe he could find the answer to Tai Sui's actions in Eastern Sichuan Province in the Alien Beast Museum.
After washing, Wang Jin closed his eyes and quickly fell into sleep.
A familiar gray mist appeared in front of my eyes.
Wang Jin looked around and saw that he was still standing on the long and narrow climbing steps. Under his feet was the gray sand on the ground where the evil sect leader had turned after his death.
Clenching his fists and feeling the familiar and powerful Qi in his body, Wang Jin continued to walk up the steps step by step.
Step by step up the steps, the originally gray steps suddenly became filled with a thick black color as Wang Jin walked dozens more steps, forming a very strong color with the steps that Wang Jin had walked on before.
contrast.
"..."
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around cautiously.
There are dead trees that look like mummies on both sides, twisting and growing on both sides of the steps. A bunch of dry and almost dead branches are densely connected, blocking the view, and spreading upward on both sides of the steps.
There was silence all around, with a faint sound of wind blowing through the air.
Snap.
Amidst such silent sounds, Wang Jin slowly took a step forward.
The soles of his feet had just touched the step above, but suddenly there were a lot of hissing sounds all around, as if there were a lot of snakes crawling crazily, or there were countless tentacles rubbing together.
The surrounding tree trunks that were originally dead and twisted on both sides of the steps seemed to come to life for a moment. They were twisting and squirming crazily, and their branches stretched crazily, up and down, left and right, in all directions, and crazily spread towards Wang Jin. In the blink of an eye,
In between, Wang Jin was wrapped inside, and the dark tree trunks were connected together, as if they had turned into a huge tree ball.
The next moment.
boom!
The dark tree ball suddenly exploded, and countless broken branches exploded in all directions, revealing Wang Jin's figure.
He was holding the Diyuanli Fire Stick in one hand, and the moment he appeared, he suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next second he appeared in front of a dead tree trunk that was somewhat huge compared to the many dead trees around it.
Above the Di Yuan Li Fire Stick, jet-black flames suddenly rose up and struck down hard on the dead tree in front of them.
call!
At the moment when Di Yuanli's fire stick was about to hit the dead tree, the dead tree moved miraculously. The dead tree trunks suddenly started to dance like human hands, and countless tree trunks overlapped one another.
, crossed in front of the dead tree trunk, and blocked the Earth Yuanli Fire Stick that fell from above.
call!
The flames on the Diyuanli fire stick directly ignited countless branches of the huge dead tree, and the black flames spread up in an instant.
Ouch!
A piercing scream erupted from the huge dead tree in an instant. It was extremely painful. The dead tree that was originally rooted in the ground jumped wildly and twisted like a person suffering from pain.
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A large number of dead trees around him were once again entangled towards Wang Jin. Wang Jin's expression remained unchanged. As he raised his hand, the divine fire energy directly transformed into a thick black fire dragon, whistling and circling away.
The large number of entangled branches were instantly contaminated by countless black flames, and blazing black flames shot up into the sky in an instant.
Wang Jin stood in the center of the flames, but the dense flames around him could not hurt him at all. A circular vacuum zone seemed to be formed within one meter around him.
He quietly looked at the huge dead tree that was twisting crazily and making a sharp scream in the dense black firelight.
After a few minutes, the sharp whistling sound gradually decreased, and the surrounding flames gradually weakened.
, until everything calms down completely..
The surrounding area was already completely dark, and the dead trees on both sides of the steps had been completely burned by the divine fire, leaving only traces of charred blackness all over the ground.
And among the scorched black marks on the ground, a jet-black smoke rose up and shot into Wang Jin's chest.
Wang Jin closed his eyes and quietly read the memory contained in the black smoke. After a moment, he opened his eyes.
"It's actually another puppet..."
Wang Jin muttered to himself.
The huge dead tree that was burned just now was not a tree, but a monk.
It's just that after practicing evil techniques, he accidentally became possessed and turned into such a weird tree man.
This tree man made a living by taking root into flesh and blood, absorbing the flesh and blood of other people. He was later subdued by the Qianyang Sect and made into a puppet by the elder on the main peak to guard the way up the mountain.
The strength of this tree man should not be underestimated. He has the strength of the late Dongxuan realm, but after his body was transformed into a tree man, this tree man also inherited the shortcomings of vegetation.
That's the fear of fire.
Wang Jin's Divine Fire Jue Flame is different from ordinary flames. Its power is many times greater than ordinary flames.
It happens to be the nemesis of this weird tree man.
Therefore, the strange tree man was eliminated without any effort.
There aren't many valuable things in this tree man's memory. The only thing that can barely be called valuable is the skills that this tree man has practiced, but they can make people turn into such weird trees.
Wang Jin was determined not to practice human skills.
Continuing up the mountain road, I encountered a few more zombies, but they were not very strong, not even as good as the tree man. They were also easily dispatched by Wang Jin.
"How long are these steps?" I have been walking on this mountain road for two consecutive days, but it still seems like I can't see the edge of the steps.
Wang Jin finally realized something was wrong.
But before he had time to check the source of this strangeness, he felt a sense of detachment emerge.