Lord of Deception

Lao Yang's words made everyone who had always been insecure and restless calm down again.

Yu Ziqing came up with the name "Mourning Abyss of Despair", and now everyone has accepted this name by default. Everyone knows how weird that place is.

It's just that everyone thinks that Xianxian is from their own village. Now there is no obstacle to entering and leaving there, and their original judgment is strengthened.

But it's not so friendly to outsiders there.

Before An Yue entered the village for business, the people from the seventh floor sneaked in and all avoided the abyss of despair. They really didn't know what was going on inside, but they didn't dare to try it rashly.

Now, with the arrival of a powerful enemy who dares to brave the abyss of despair, everyone is not so anxious.

There is another reason. Everyone trusts Lao Yang’s knowledge and insight.

The so-called domain has strengths and weaknesses. In the abyss of despair, the strengths and weaknesses are very obvious. Similarly, the strengths are also particularly strong.

“It may be that the changes in the wasteland this year have attracted the attention of these evil spirits.

Many years ago, Baiyang Evil Priest suddenly appeared in various places, established obscene temples, and recruited believers. After being strangled by many parties, he disappeared. Not many years later, he came out to stir up trouble again.

The person coming from the outside now should be a Xideng priest in the Baiyang Evil Sacrifice. His status in the Baiyang Evil Sacrifice is not low. These guys are relatively evil. Those who have reached this status have all practiced alchemy. God is even directly a god-refining monk.

It's extremely weird. Those of you who are cultivating the body, if you can't face him head-on, it's best not to have a head-on confrontation. Otherwise, you will be confused and lose yourself. "

"What is this evil guy doing here?" Yu Ziqing was a little confused.

This kind of ghost thing, no matter how outrageous its development strategy is, it will not develop in a place where no one is around, right?

There are almost no living people in the wasteland now. The only living stronghold is the Jinlan Mine, but there are only a few people here, so they are of no use.

"The slogan of Baiyang Evil Sacrifice is 'When the red sun is over, Baiyang will rise'. Do you understand?"

Yu Ziqing suddenly realized it and understood it instantly.

A few months ago, there was a bright sun in the sky over the wasteland. This sudden disaster caused countless casualties in the wasteland. Today, it is difficult to find even a living mouse.

This kind of incident that is so popular at a glance and can match their slogans, it would be damned if these evil ways don't come.

At that time, it was said that this was a sign from heaven, and the slogan became a prophecy, and it came true. It was the time when their Baiyang Evil Sacrifice rose, and their prosperity was imminent.

Later, I would randomly bury some old things in the wasteland and dig them out every now and then to keep them warm and facilitate brainwashing.

Most importantly, after the change in the wasteland, the number of poor ordinary people who cannot afford to eat in the areas surrounding the wasteland and bordering the Three Kingdoms is likely to continue to increase. This situation has given these evil ways an opportunity to develop...

Looking at it this way, these evil spirits should have arrived a long time ago, but today for some unknown reason, they broke into the village.

"The Xideng priests who can act alone must at least have cultivated Yin Shen, most of them are out of body, and they must be accompanied by white-robed Taoist soldiers to protect them.

In the abyss of despair, I only saw one person, the priest Xideng. His white-robed Taoist soldiers did not enter at all and were not included in the abyss of despair.

Those white-robed Taoist soldiers must have no self-awareness. At most, the third-level and fourth-level white-robed Taoist soldiers are self-aware.

Looking at it this way, the Happy Lantern Priest, who was at least a fourth-level Yin God, should not be the evil group decades ago. When they were defeated and perished, some of the children who were taken away by them were not found. At that time, All were deemed to have been killed. Now it seems that this 80% child grew up among that group of children.

We need to deal with those white-robed Taoist soldiers who may come in soon before talking about anything else. "

Lao Yang spoke very fast and crackled his analysis. Yu Ziqing listened attentively and was extremely envious.

It's amazing how knowledgeable and insightful he is.

After just one glance, I almost knew the other party's identity, origin, practice, secret techniques, magic weapons, and trump cards, and my pants were blown away.

Yu Ziqing thought to himself that if he had such ability, all he would have to do when encountering an enemy in the future was to step forward and call for battle.

Whoever comes, tell me your name. Grandpa Yu Ziqing will not kill unknown ghosts.

The other party only needs to reply, "I am so and so."

Guessing that he would be able to reach the minimum judgment requirement immediately, he drew his sword and hacked the opponent to death.

Thinking about it this way, his strong yet weak plug-in is of no use at ordinary times. It really has nothing to do with other people's plug-ins. It's because he has read too little and his knowledge is too narrow.

If Laoyang had such a plug-in, he would probably be able to use his goat body to kill the masters of various forces in the wasteland when he went out now.

It's a pity that Yu Ziqing himself didn't understand what this plug-in was about. If he could lend it to Lao Yang, he wouldn't have any hesitation.

As they were talking here, they saw men in white robes wandering out of the mist at the entrance of the village.

Sure enough, it is just like what Lao Yang said, things without self-awareness, or with chaotic consciousness and no self, will not be pulled into the abyss of despair. The last time they came in, only Yu Ziqing was pulled in. Lao Yang remembered Lived up to this point.

"These white-robed Taoist soldiers are all puppets of the Xideng Priest. They are not of high rank now. They should all be physical practitioners, and you can all deal with them.

Be careful, these guys are no different from the living dead. Even if their hearts are broken and their heads fall off, they still may not die.

Also, please note that without the control of the Xideng Priest, after the death of these white-robed Taoist soldiers, the white robes on their bodies will automatically look for new puppets. Don't be trapped in them, it is very troublesome. "

Yu Ziqing was not ready to take action. Among the dozens of people in the village who were training, his training progress was basically at the bottom. Their accumulation was simply not what he could compare with.

However, looking at the more than thirty white-robed men walking in from the opposite side, Yu Ziqing couldn't help but think.

There are so many third-level physical cultivators missing inexplicably outside, but it doesn't cause any trouble. It can be basically judged that the number of low-level physical cultivators must be particularly large, and the status of low-level physical cultivators is very low, compared to him. Think even lower.

The first one to rush forward was Erhan. This guy shouted loudly, and his blood and energy surged all over his body. His whole body seemed to have grown in size. His muscles all over his body were as stiff as a rock, and he felt extremely oppressive.

A frontal collision overturned four or five white-robed men on the spot and scattered the opposing formation.

From the side, a lean man with a boning knife in his hands bent over his waist to catch one of the men in white robes who was thrown away. The boning knife turned into a series of phantoms, pierced into the gap in the other person's white robe, and greeted the other person. Vital organs and joints throughout the body.

As soon as they met, they saw a man in white robe falling to the ground, his limbs twisted and blood flowing from the white robe.

The lean man glanced at the boning knife in his hand. Two good things he had traded from Anyue, but the blades were curled...

The lean man didn't take it seriously. He held up the boning knife and sharpened it on his arms a few times. Sparks flew everywhere, and then he continued to go around, preparing to pick up the leaks.

Yu Ziqing watched from a distance, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

This butcher kills people more cleanly than Erhan, that reckless guy.

Looking at the others, the iron pickaxes specially traded for mining will nail the white-robed man to the ground with one blow, or they will beat him to death with bare hands, punches to the flesh, and a series of bang-bang-bang bombardments...

Those two aunts were waving metal sticks. The men in white robes couldn't get close at all, and they would fly backwards if they touched them.

Yu Ziqing completely gave up the idea of ​​going up and taking action. He was only a second-level physical practitioner.

It is so wise to let these villagers start practicing.

In a place where Qi refining is impossible, there are a bunch of five big and three thick body practitioners with arms so strong they can be used as whetstones. This is a forbidden area for ordinary Qi refining monks.

I thought that those people in white robes were all third-level physical practitioners, and there were more than thirty of them. They should be able to fight for a while. Who would have thought that the people in white robes with no one in control, no consciousness, and only instincts, in these overall qualities In the hands of lower-ranking villagers, they couldn't even hold on to a stick of incense...

In the end, there were only more than thirty white robes that looked like living creatures, either nailed to the ground or crumpled into a ball by the strong men and held in their hands.

"Ziqing, if we can wait until the wasteland calms down, when you go out in the future, never say that you taught these people how to train. You'd better give them some advice..." Lao Yang approached Yu Ziqing. Next to him, he whispered a warning.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death if you go out."

"What are you talking about? What does it have to do with me? I'm only at the second level. They are much better than me. I learned from them."

"..."

After the chaos ended, Yu Ziqing pointed at the white robes.

"Don't destroy these in a hurry. Let me ask you something. If I go to see the lantern priest, will it be dangerous?"

"Yes, I just counted, there are thirty-four white robes here, and the happy lamp priest still has at least two in his hands. With your level of physical training, he only needs to throw out the white robe and put it on you. One face-to-face meeting can control you."

"What about Er Han?"

"He, that's a bit difficult. Even if he is trapped, Erhan can at least run back."

Yu Ziqing nodded.

"Erhan, you go to do some errands. Go take a look at Xian Xian and ask the name of the person opposite. After asking, come back immediately. If he doesn't answer, just say that you don't want to antagonize him. Let's make peace with him. River water, report to the top of the mountain, return his white robe to him, and let him go."

"oh."

Erhan honestly stuck his head into the abyss of despair, and when he took a quick look, he saw a man holding a white lantern in the distance.

"Who are you? What's your name? My brother said that if you don't want to make enemies with outsiders, I will return the white robe to you and let you go."

The priest of the Happy Lantern had been plunged into the abyss of despair and was so disgusted that his mentality was unstable. At this moment, his face was as cold as frost, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. Without thinking, he waved his hand, and a white robe in his sleeve turned into a little stream of light, which disappeared into the air. To Erhan.

Erhan kept Yu Ziqing's words in mind and backed away.

The happy lantern priest floated in the air, as if a ghost was chasing him, but the moment he disappeared into the fog, he returned to his original position.

On the other side, the moment Erhan came out, there were already waiting villagers. They went up and nailed the half-covered white robe to the ground.

Yu Ziqing saw that Erhan was fine and felt relieved.

"Did he not say anything? He was very angry? Did he just take action?"

"kindness."

"If you ask again, just say we don't want to have contact with people from outside. If you ask one last time, if you don't tell us where you live, then just wait and stay here for the rest of your life."