A New Character Every Month

As early as when the Arhat Dharma was summoned just now, Lin Zian had discovered them, but after seeing them and not feeling malicious towards him, he ignored them.

第150五章 父神受难像

"Amitabha."

Lin Zian clasped his hands together and said, "Who are the benefactors?"

"Hello, senior."

Among the crowd, the resolute man came to Lin Zian first, and reported his family background: "We are monks from the nearby Chongshan City, because people often leave this mountain and never return, so we want to investigate and see if there are any monsters. "

"Good idea, but too reckless."

Lin Zian nodded, his indifferent eyes had a panoramic view of their strength.

It's just a group of second and third ranks, and I'm afraid it will be turned into fertilizer without the locust tree demon doing it himself.

"Senior is right."

The resolute man nodded humbly. They thought that with so many people, even if they encountered a few third-level ghosts, they would be able to deal with it, but they never thought that it would be a tree demon that was also a tyrannical fourth-level monster.

If he hadn't met an expert, I'm afraid none of these people would be able to escape.

"I wonder if it is possible to know the name of the senior?"

"This seat is Fahai."

Lin Zian said lightly.

Immediately, several people stepped forward and wanted to invite him to Chongshan City as a guest.

But Lin Zi'an flatly refused: "I have cleaned up the fourth-order ghosts nearby, you can send monks to clean up the nearby ghosts and ghosts, and regain the territory."

Hearing this, the resolute man and the others were overjoyed, but immediately became depressed again.

They must be happy that those terrifying fourth-order ghosts have been cleaned up.

But as long as the world channel connecting to another world still exists, there will be a steady stream of ghosts coming from another world.

It is easier said than done to recover.

Lin Zian seemed to see their disappointment, and continued: "I have already observed that the nearby d1 world passage has disappeared, and those ghosts should not be able to come again."

"Senior, is this true?"

Daoist Mo said suddenly.

Lin Zian nodded slightly.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of weeping with joy on everyone's face.

Facing the continuous stream of monsters and ghosts, everyone seemed to have no hope.

But now, once there is no world channel, those monsters and ghosts will become like rootless water, and if you kill one, you will lose one.

It is only a matter of time before human beings become the overlord of the planet again.

Seeing their expressions, Lin Zian didn't speak anymore.

The disappearance of the world channel is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing.

Originally, due to the characteristics of the world passage, those demon kings and ghost kings were restricted near the passage.

But as the energy of the channel gradually decreases, or even disappears, their restrictions are also lifted, and they can move freely.

If it weren't for the demons and ghosts not pleasing to each other, I am afraid that the human race is close to extinction.

Even so, many gathering places and large cities have been destroyed recently.

Lin Zian meditated on the mountain for one night, and bid farewell to the people in Chongshan City early the next morning, and continued along the planned route.

Don't hurry up, no way, more and more world passages have disappeared recently, and more and more demon kings and ghost kings have lost their restrictions.

......

city ​​ruins.

In the sun, there was silence.

There are countless high-rise buildings, and the surroundings of the buildings are covered with strange plants and weeds. It seems that no one has lived in them for a long time.

In a shadow, several white men with alert expressions appeared, each carrying a large backpack.

They leaped over all kinds of obstacles nimbly and shuttled in the shadows, their movements were light and agile, and their speed was like a tireless cheetah.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Like frightened birds, several people turned around and hid behind the bunkers, then slowly poked their heads out and looked in the direction of the sound.

Under the sun, unexpectedly, a handsome bald man in a white robe appeared at an unknown time, looking at them with a gentle expression.

"Who is he?"

Several people looked at each other, wondering if they should contact this bald man.

Woo!

Before they could make a decision, a wolf howl suddenly came from outside.

A giant wolf with a height of five or six meters appeared on the other side of the road, opened its huge mouth full of sharp teeth, and stared straight at the bald man with red eyes.

Seeing this, several people took advantage of the gap when the bald man turned his head, and quickly fled in the predetermined direction.

The aura emanating from that giant wolf was simply not something they could match.

In this doomsday world, he would not risk his life for a stranger.

More than ten seconds later, a huge wolf roar came from behind, faintly mixed with fear.

But the few people in their hearts didn't pay attention to listen, and the speed increased a little again, until they fled the street far away, and then slowly slowed down.

Not long after, they entered an underground parking lot, opened a well-hidden secret door, and descended the dark stairs.

At this time, their hearts were finally let go.

Among them, John, who was the youngest, patted his heart and said, "It's dangerous, that bald head almost killed us all just now."

"I really don't know how he lived to such a big age, do you think the monsters in the city can't see him?"

"Who knows, he looks like an oriental man, and he should be a member of a sect over there. I heard they have an allusion about cutting meat to feed eagles. Maybe that person wants to cut meat to feed wolves."

"Cut meat and feed it to wolves? That giant wolf can swallow him in two bites."

Several people chatted and came to the bottom floor.

Knocking on the iron door on the side, a thin blond woman opened the door.

A faint light came out, and it turned out to be an extremely spacious basement, where dozens of people lived.

"Oh, my poor John."

The blond woman opened her arms and hugged John.

"Mom, I've grown up."

John was dissatisfied, but did not dare to struggle.

He is a warrior who has received the gift of God, if he is struggling, he may hurt his mother who is an ordinary person.

"I understand, John."

The blond woman asked immediately, "Is there no danger on the road?"

"No."

John proudly said: "As a soldier, I'm not afraid even if I encounter it."

Immediately, John and several companions handed the backpacks behind them to several women who came over.

In the backpack is a black fruit the size of a fist, one can meet the needs of an ordinary person for a day.

One for ordinary people, three for several soldiers, and two-thirds left, enough to last for another two days.

John came to a corner of the basement, in a compartment made of wood, wiped the fruit on his hands with his sleeve, and gnawed.

The taste of the black fruit is not good, even a bit bitter.

But without eating this, there is no way to survive.

After eating three in a row, John suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

He immediately took out the culprit that caused the chill.

This is a necklace.

A crucifix necklace of the Father.

This is what he picked up by accident on the way to pick fruit today.

For some reason, there seemed to be a cold aura emanating from this necklace all the time.

In this hot summer, it brings a refreshing feeling of coolness to it.

Recalling some stories about adventures that his mother told him, he couldn't help but clenched the necklace tightly.

"This necklace is definitely not as simple as it looks on the surface, maybe there is a hidden inheritance inside."

"If I get it, maybe I can become the most powerful God of War, and then sweep away the ghosts and monsters in the city, and let my family and friends all live under the sun."

John's eyes were full of hope.

Time gradually came to night, and in the basement, except for a few people in charge of night duty, the rest fell into sleep.

John also slept in his own little cubicle.

Suddenly, a dim light flashed across the necklace around his neck.

Only half a quarter of an hour later, the dim light came on again, but this time it didn't disappear in a flash, but flickered rapidly.

At the same time, there was a gloomy chill emanating from the necklace.