break the way [comprehension]

Du Ziteng's heart was anxious and confused. It was obvious that he was teleported to the demon world, but he finally came to such an inexplicable place. However, the Taoist couple who went with him were lost in such a dangerous situation. He didn't know his life or death. How could one not be anxious? .

In this anxiety, Du Ziteng didn't even notice that the place where he was lying was not in the wilderness, but in a hastily built shed.

And soon, a sharp cry brought Du Ziteng back to his senses. The sharp cry was very shrill, filled with endless fear and despair. Even a monk like Du Ziteng who had experienced the battlefield of demons couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. It made him quickly recover from the endless anxiety just now, and quickly face the status quo.

Anxiety can't solve the problem at all. The most urgent thing is to know where you are.

The halberd was so powerful that Xiao Chen was so embarrassed, he even kept saying that the master of the magic tower and evil was not an ordinary person, and there would always be clues to find his lost Taoist companion.

For some reason, in the dark, Du Ziteng felt that Xiao Chen was safe and sound. This intuition, like telepathy, had been confirmed countless times. Having experienced many trials and hardships with Xiao Chen in the cultivation world, Du Ziteng no longer doubted this intuition. It made him feel a little more at ease, and finally he had some concentration to look at the current situation.

However, before Du Ziteng could take any action, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps mixed with scolding outside - Du Ziteng was full of doubts and couldn't help but focus on it. After all, this was outside the cultivation world, and he had to understand what he was singing about.

Then, he saw several armored monks kicking a miserable young man covered in blood and coming over cursing.

Seeing these human monks who were clearly surrounded by flashes of spiritual light, Du Ziteng felt a little relieved. No matter what, they were still human races, so it was much better than falling directly into alien races whose enemies were unknown.

Then a potential sense of security rose spontaneously in his heart: if there were human monks, the difference between this place and the world of cultivation would not be too great. Facing the familiar world, people's original defenses would always drop.

But Du Ziteng never expected that what happened next directly proved that he was really too naive: he must be safe among human monks?

The young man who was bleeding from wounds was very delicate, as if he would collapse in the wind, but the monks around him showed no mercy at all. When he kicked his foot, the boy let out a miserable cry, and the terrified sobbing seemed to please these monks greatly. , They laughed and even waved the Chinese magic weapon.

Du Ziteng frowned, with a bad feeling in his heart. These few monks seemed to be no more than Foundation Establishment monks, but that kind of willful appearance... To be honest, after creating the iron laws of the cultivation alliance with his own hands, he It has been a long time since I saw such an upright and bullying monk.

And farther away, Du Ziteng even heard the desperate wailing of young girls and young women, as well as those who sounded lewd laughter, what is going on in this place? !

Du Ziteng's face turned cold, but when he mobilized his spiritual power, he suddenly found that there was very little spiritual power in his dantian. When he touched his cuff, the storage bag disappeared, and thousands of mud horses roared past Du Ziteng's heart.

Then, the miserable young man almost rolled to the front of the dilapidated thatched hut. Under the threats and scolding of the monks, the young man stretched out his slender arms like firewood, and pointed at the hut in panic. Frowning uncontrollably, the young man avoided his gaze, not daring to make eye contact with Du Ziteng.

Du Ziteng's frowning was not just because of the trouble he was about to find, but because Young Master Du had discovered a bigger trouble - he couldn't understand what the other party was saying at all.

The world outside the cultivation world, and the cultivation world have never communicated with each other, and the language barrier is so reasonable.

Young Master Du burst into tears in his heart, so it is true that the strange novels published by Wuyou Group are all lies. There has never been a novel that said that the protagonist and the aborigines of the New World want to kill the Quartet when they arrive in the New World. Chicken and duck talk about what to do.

Soon, Du Ziteng didn't need to know what to do.

Because, after the young man pointed it over, the ferocious gazes of those monks directly directed at Du Ziteng.

In the next second, the thatched shed above Du Ziteng's head, which barely covered half of the sky, was gone.

Du Ziteng had no choice but to lean over and roll to avoid that weird and powerful fan-shaped water wave.

Then he got up and frowned and looked at these monks. The magic weapons in their hands were very weird. The material Du Ziteng had never seen before, the color was very gorgeous, and the shape was also very strange. Even the weird water waves just now had a faint sense of spirit The power of incompatibility is by no means a spell that these monks can master at their current cultivation level.

These monks couldn't help laughing heartily when they saw Du Ziteng dodging in such a panic, and then as if they had found some toy that was more fun than that miserable boy, the magic weapons in their hands burst out with various colorful lights one after another , fan-shaped water waves, flying bird flames, needle rain golden wind...

Du Ziteng was just extremely embarrassed on the spot, and kept dodging with all kinds of twisted postures. However, no matter how hard he tried to dodge, under these powerful and weird skills, injuries were always inevitable, and even several times he had nothing to do with the real Death passed by.

He is a talisman cultivator, and he does not have an overly strong physique like sword cultivators and body cultivators. Even though he has already formed a pill, that golden pill is so weird. The land also has indescribable benefits for his future advancement in the Talisman Dao, but it does not improve his physique, not at all.

In this kind of battle that only relies on his physical body to dodge, Du Ziteng is using his shortest short board to meet the enemy, how can he not be in danger.

But he often uses all kinds of unimaginable methods to avoid his own vital points in the most dangerous places.

These monks gradually became impatient, but more armored monks around saw this slow killing scene, pointing and laughing, as if they saw a toy that would not die no matter how much they tossed, it was very novel and interesting, and they said something aloud from time to time, But it was obviously very irritating to these monks. Their faces were livid, and the rays of light activated by the magic tools in their hands became more and more urgent, and even cursed viciously in their mouths. Du Ziteng couldn't understand it, but it wouldn't hinder him. Calmly observe those vicious expressions.

When the wounds on Du Ziteng's body became more and more dense, and these monks felt that they could kill this lowly slave who could jump right away, facing the oncoming fan-shaped water waves, for the first time, Du Ziteng did not dodge.

The monk who was making water waves had his eyes red with excitement, and he was yelling something, maybe he was yelling that I killed him?

A sneer flashed across Du Ziteng's face. In this bloody scene full of excitement, only the trembling young man saw this mocking smile of contempt. He couldn't help trembling even more violently. Already began to feel faint regret for escaping from the Quzhou army just now and randomly identifying the stranger in front of him.

This regret is not because of the other party's bleak situation. The conscience found out. In this kind of time, people with conscience have long since died. The young man only regretted it because of fear. He saw the meaning of endless killing in the other party's eyes. The arrogance and contempt that can only be seen in the eyes of those high-ranking family generals, the killing intent to kill thousands of people in the world like chickens and dogs with a wave of hands!

Seeing the distorted excitement that was expecting blood and the cheers that were about to boil, Du Ziteng wiped a trace of blood on his cheek: "Tsk, I'm going to disappoint you."

Then, all the monks in the field saw this weak slave who had no power to fight back, holding a weird stick in his hand, and then, amidst the sound of passionate music, the water waves as clear as the blue sky fell into the air, and it was so beautiful The beautiful blood bloomed, and the armored monk who was expecting to see his prey bruised and bruised suddenly found out: This bruised body looks so familiar, why this time, he lost the extreme excitement that was almost comparable to having sex with a man and a woman ?

And then, there are passionate music accompanied by countless shrill screams. The dying old man, the blood-stained boy, and the numb and desperate naked woman looked up in a daze amidst the strange and chaotic voices, and found that those voices that sounded extremely desperate They all come from those high-ranking military masters.

At this moment, the armored monks themselves really became helpless lambs. Amidst the rhythmic and passionate music, their pupils gradually dilated. Apart from screaming like crazy and desperately incontinence, they actually I can't do anything, I can only watch my body being torn apart in the way I admire most, the skin is ripped apart, the blood that blooms, the fascia that is exposed, the stubble that is faint, can no longer make them excited, only endless pain, despair!

When the passionate music ended, the last drop of blood leisurely fell from the air, and with the sound of "tsk", all this madness finally came to an end.

Those innocent people who survived tremblingly discovered that none of the demonic military masters in the field were intact, and the thick bloody smell almost drowned out all the dirty stench.

When Du Ziteng strode forward casually, Wei Wei was a little unhappy, there was too much blood, the ground was not completely sucked for a while, and it even slipped a bit.

Then there was a rustling sound behind him, the sound was like a mouse, stealthy but couldn't be completely covered up, Du Ziteng didn't have much spiritual power in his body now, so he became more and more unhappy, finally came back to his senses, and met a pair of panicked eyes He could faint at any time, but his eyes were still shaking his teeth and trying not to faint.

Du Ziteng's silent gaze seemed to carry great pressure, making the other party tremble more and more, but Du Ziteng didn't have the slightest intention to speak, nonsense, he didn't understand the other party's language, how could he speak? !

Then, when this guy was about to pass out, Du Ziteng's expression suddenly changed. Not far from the massacre just now, a beacon rose into the sky. The scarlet color was obviously a warning signal of some kind of summoning!