Calamity of Tomorrow

As one hundred yellow turban fighters poured into the village, various screams, whispers, and even screams continued to be heard in the original dead village.

Yan Yan, who remotely manipulates and senses the Yellow Turban Lux, is changing his face again and again, becoming more and more ugly.

In the state of remote control, he could not perceive the sight and hearing of Yellow Scarf Lux, but only roughly sensed where they were destroyed.

One hundred yellow towel fighters had died in the direction of the village in an instant, and then saw more than thirty yellow glimmers flying from the direction of the village, which were gold-colored beads.

After they appeared in front of Yan Grey, with the change of Yan Grey ’s tactics, the brainstormed, and after being infused with Yuan Shenli for a while, they became the yellow scarf fighters of three meters in height.

"The inside is very dangerous. The damage of the Yellow Turban Lux is very serious. I can only resurrect a maximum of 30 temporarily, and the rest must be recycled to repair."

Then he saw that Yan Huiyuan's divine power had moved, and he had moved the earth to make a map.

"Although I can't sense how the Yellow Scarves were killed, I can probably sense the position."

He drew a large and small fork on the map: "These places are extremely dangerous and have unknown distortions."

On the side, Chambebe used the roulette to detect the situation in the village. With the fluctuation of the Yuanshen power, the roulette kept turning: "I can probably measure the degree of pollution inside."

She mobilized Yuan Shenli and drew a circle in the center of the map: "Heart pollution is the highest here. According to Zhou's intelligence, if the distortion is caused by the original Dao Zang, then this place with the highest pollution, It should be the place where the original Daozang was located. "

Lu Chongyang looked at the map and said, "Isn't it that Zhuang Yan was met last time, did he want to see Bai? Why didn't he show up this time?"

"I don't know, this time the situation in the village is very different from the last time," Yan Hui said. "But at least it has found a possible place for the original Daozo. I think we should try to recycle the original Daozo directly."

"Zhou Bai, since Zhuang Yan did not show up from beginning to end, then you should not take part in the next action." Lu Chongyang said, "I will explore this village with Kuang Tu and Yan Hui to see if I can put it inside. The original Dao Zang was recovered. "

Zhou Bai shook his head and said, "Who knows what the next moment will be in the twisted area. The three of you are the strongest three in the team. If you all go in, who will protect me? I'll go in with you, you The safest place is by my side. "

Of course, Zhou Bai still had something to say in his heart, that is, he has the gem of time backwards, and the three of them with Lu Chongyang can not only protect themselves, but also prevent the three of them from appearing accidentally. In this twisted area Within the maximum preservation of living power.

Lü Chongyang was right to think about it, so the group went to the village together.

Zhou Bai said: "When I was in the hospital, as long as I entered the distorted area, the buildings and terrain inside were basically indestructible, and various distorted monsters and phenomena could not be resolved with brute force ..."

Lu Chongyang: "You can rest assured that it is not just that you have experienced distortions. We will not act recklessly."

The next group of people just arrived at the gate of the village and saw a faint starlight. An old lady with white hair and short stature, in a white coat curled up, was squatting at the gate. .

Seeing the crowds, the old lady looked up, showed a sloppy expression, and turned away with a smile.

Kuang Tu just wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Yan Hui: "Don't chase, such a serious distortion, there may be no living people here, don't be impulsive."

Then he saw a yellow-skinned fighter from Yan Hui's team chasing after him, and after turning over a wall, he completely lost contact.

Yan Gray's face changed slightly, telling everyone the situation: "We still follow the route I used to detect with Yellow Scarf, and there should be no dangerous distortions on the route we plan."

The crowd nodded, and within a few steps after entering the village, they saw a figure standing five meters tall standing behind a wall. The black figure was dark, and they could not see any appearance and body shape. A pair of blood-red eyes were staring at them, the evil gate beyond words.

After crossing a dirt road, we saw rows of coffins standing in the middle of the road.

Yan Grey frowned slightly, manipulating a yellow turban Lux toward the coffin, and then heard the voice of the urn coming out of the coffin, as if someone knocked on the door in the coffin, and came out in a dark village. All the way.

As the voice passed into everyone's ears, Yan Grey felt that he had lost control of the yellow scarf Lux, and could only watch as the yellow scarf Lux slowly came to a coffin.

A dark voice came out of the coffin: "Anyone?"

"Will you open the door for me?"

"I'm breathless ..."

"anyone there?!"

"anyone there?!!"

"Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone?"

As the screams became more and more fierce, the knocking of the door also became louder.

At the next moment, the coffin was slowly opened by the yellow scarf Lux, then the yellow scarf Lux saw the scene in the coffin and slowly climbed in. The whole process was like a manipulated puppet. With the coffin closing, the yellow scarf Lux completely disappeared into the sight of everyone In.

Yan Gray's complexion changed: "This coffin has a problem. Change it."

Then he heard the cricket's voice rang again from behind the crowd, and then another Yellow Scarf Lux lost control and slowly walked towards the coffin.

Lu Chongyang's gaze was condensed, summing up the similarities between the two attacks: "Maybe the attack was based on distance, Yan Hui, you let the yellow scarf behind you."

Next, the crowd quickly left the coffin's area, and another Yellow Scarf Lux who was closest to the coffin was stopped by the voice and slowly lay in the coffin.

At the same time, a pair of dark eyes appeared next to the yellow scarf Lux, staring at the departing Zhou Bai and others.

However, after a certain distance, the sound seemed to be ineffective, and Zhou Bai and others then followed the alternate route to approach the center of the village.

They didn't go far, and they saw a man with blood and tears standing at the door of a room. A vague white shadow stood behind him. The man looked at Zhou Bai and said, "You see me Is your wife? "

Yan Hui sent another yellow scarf to welcome him: "Go!"

Relying on Yan Yan's advance detection and the sacrifice of more than a dozen yellow towel fighters along the way, the crowd finally came to the square in the middle of the village.

Then I saw a statue in the center of the square, which was dark and covered with blood. However, because of the angle, Zhou Bai and others could not see the appearance of the statue.

But Zhou Bai could feel a strange wave from the statue, which seemed to contain all kinds of distorted information. He was certain in his heart: ‘primitive Dao Zang, this must be the original Dao Zang. ’

On the ground around the statue, a famous man in a black robe couldn't see clearly who was kneeling on the ground facing the statue.

Lu Chongyang: "Zhou Bai, how is it? Can you confirm if it is the original Dao Zang?"

Zhou Bai nodded: "It is the original Dao Zang. Be careful, that thing may be alive."

Kuang Tu: "This thing is so wicked. I feel like standing near him for a while, and there are sounds coming out of my mind. If I stand for a longer time, I may feel distorted."

Just then, among those kneeling figures, a dark shadow came slowly.

In the gazing alertness of the crowd, the appearance of the black shadow was gradually seen by them. It was a strong middle-aged man with a shaved head.

The moment he saw the man, a hint of wonder flashed on Lu Chongyang's face, but Kuang Tu blurted out and said, "Master, how are you here?"

Yan Hui asked, "Who is he?"

"My master, I am comfortable, but ..." Kuang Tu's face was full of doubts and puzzlements: "But he should have died on the battlefield 10 years ago."