My life of martial arts training

"Yeah." Shen Yuan nodded. The rest of the people had consumed too much energy. If they continued to fight, they would all die here. Moreover, there was a bronze man under the mud ready to move.

"Where should we retreat?" Lao Ding asked.

"Go to the roof." Shen Yuan said without hesitation. He had thrown Cen Junzhi onto the roof before, but he was not attacked by the mud monster.

I don't know whether the mud monster looked down on him or was helpless against Cen Junzhi on the roof.

In fact, Shen Yuan still preferred the latter one. These mud monsters had no mind. If they could take action, they would definitely let Cen Junzhi go.

The height of the earth building was more than ten feet. For ordinary people, it was quite troublesome to climb up, but for warriors, it was easy.

Shen Yuan jumped lightly, stepped on the head of the mud monster, and stood directly on the beam column of the roof.

The others were also fast, standing on the roof one after another.

Before everyone could escape, the mud monsters seemed to have lost their target and stood still one by one.

Deng Chengping and others were very confused when they saw this scene, but then they were overjoyed. They had never thought that the roof could make those monsters helpless.

"Brother Yuan, how do you know they can't get up?" Yan Cheng asked in disbelief.

"Look over there." Shen Yuan pointed to the earthen building not far away.

Everyone looked over and saw Cen Junzhi lying on the beam without any damage.

"This..." Old Ding looked blankly, regretting in his heart.

Before the incident, Shen Yuan threw Cen Junzhi on it. Old Ding thought that the other party was abandoning his teammates and was very disdainful in his heart.

But the facts proved that Shen Yuan was right, because his accidental collision allowed Cen Junzhi to survive, while the teammates he protected died in the previous battle.

And now, they have to rely on this accidental collision to survive.

"Everyone, don't be happy too early. If we don't find a way out, we will be trapped here sooner or later."

Shen Yuan threw away his tattered clothes, revealing a body made of fine iron.

The worn-out clothes covered a mud monster below, which remained motionless.

The joy on everyone's faces suddenly froze, and everyone looked miserable.

"We have no water, no food, and can only hold on for two days at most. Otherwise, the later we go, the weaker we will be. Even if we find an exit, we won't be able to escape."

Shen Yuan grabbed a tile and threw it at the mud monster.

The tile cut through the air and hit the mud monster hard, but its body only trembled slightly, and there was still no movement.

"It's neither smell nor sound. How do these monsters kill people?" Shen Yuan looked at it and frowned.

These mud monsters, as if they were programmed, must have a pattern that controls them behind the scenes.

"Brother Yuan, what are you doing?" Deng Chengping asked.

"Nothing, just want to see if there is something controlling them." Shen Yuan shook his head.

"Do you suspect this is man-made?"

"I don't know." Shen Yuan was silent for a moment and said.

He originally didn't believe in gods and ghosts, but the current situation made him doubt that this kind of strength was obviously not something that a 'human' could display.

And if the other party had this ability, would they need to play like a cat and mouse?

Just come out and slap them to death.

Only those special beings need to follow certain rules.

"Then what should we do next?" Old Ding asked after carefully treating Yan Cheng's wound.

"Recover first, then search for clues." Shen Yuan replied.

Everyone sat on the roof, with vigilance in their eyes, looking at the mud monster below while silently recovering their strength.

"Will we not be attacked if we leave the mud? I didn't expect that this group of people actually discovered the killing pattern of the aliens?" Wang Yunsheng stood in an alley, looking at Shen Yuan and others on the roof, with surprise in his eyes.

"It should be an accident. These warriors are all from small places and don't know the existence of aliens at all." Uncle Fu said in a low voice without any expression on his face.

"Hehe, luck is also part of strength, but now there are so many ghost slaves, it's a bit troublesome."

"Master, can you find the White Walkers?" Uncle Fu asked with a serious face.

"No, the White Walkers are hiding too deep." Wang Yunsheng shook his head.

"In my opinion, it's better to throw those people down and attract the White Walkers out."

"This is a good idea, but we can't throw them all down. There are enough dead people now." Wang Yunsheng said lightly.

"Yes." Uncle Fu nodded, and just as he was about to walk out of the alley, something suddenly happened in the field.

I saw those mud monsters getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They were like lit candles, and they began to melt.

This change made the faces of the people on the roof change. They looked at the situation below and were a little at a loss.

In the end, there were only dozens of dark red mud on the ground, but not long after, these muds seemed to have life and gathered together.

Gurgle Gurgle...

The dark red mud that gathered together seemed to have undergone some changes, and began to twist and boil.

Then, in the center of the mud, a head as big as a millstone slowly rose from the mud, followed by a chest, legs, and feet.

Finally, five mud monsters nearly two meters tall appeared in front of everyone.

When everyone saw this mud monster, their faces suddenly changed.

But before they could react, mud suddenly fell from the sky, like a sudden heavy rain, covering the entire deserted village.

Everyone looked at the mud rain with despair in their eyes. There was poison in the mud. In such dense mud, they might be corroded to the point where even their bones were left.

Only Shen Yuan turned his back to the sky and buried his head deeply in his chest.

Wow...

This mud rain only lasted for about ten breaths and then stopped.

But the entire deserted village has undergone earth-shaking changes. Wherever you look, there is no place without mud.

"I...I'm not dead?" Deng Chengping touched his body with a look of surprise on his face.

"This sludge is not poisonous." The others reacted, and they all showed expressions as if they were surviving the disaster.

"Everyone, the crisis has just begun."

Streams of hot air came out from Shen Yuan's head. The terrifying high temperature dried the silt on his body, and then pieces fell off. He looked at the five huge silt monsters on the road, and then looked at the silt-covered silt under his feet. On the roof, a solemn look appeared on his face.

jump...

The huge sludge monsters began to walk towards them, but there were only three of them, and the remaining two walked in the other direction.

Shen Yuan looked in the direction of the sludge monster and suddenly found two people standing at the entrance of the alley.