I have a city in another world

Chapter 2747 Desperate Gurman
Most of the cultivation methods of monks in Loucheng come from the cornerstone platform, which are efficient and refined, and eliminate all risks.

However, some Loucheng monks still like to practice certain alien exercises, the more advanced the monks, the more so.

Gurman's body is a god-king-level creator, and this method of releasing the consciousness avatar is a top-level skill from a certain plane of cultivation.

Although it is complicated and time-consuming, it is not a problem at all for a monk at the level of a god king.

There are not many successful people like Gurman, so they are even more precious.

Gurman didn't know that although he was born with a ray of consciousness from the god king, he didn't know much about monk Loucheng.

The memories left by the ontology for him are all the content that he can know, not the content he wants to know.

The understanding of monks in Loucheng stems from a limited number of contacts, but the more you know, the more afraid you become.

Even though he was underground at this moment, hiding in an ancient mausoleum, Gurman still had no idea.

Gurman, who was worried, couldn't help but took out an object from his arms, which looked like an inconspicuous stone.

But being able to be carried by Gurman is enough to prove the extraordinaryness of this item, and only truly powerful monks can see what it is.

This is an original spiritual treasure. In order to obtain this kind of treasure, Tang Zhen did not hesitate to come directly to snatch it.

Mortals with their naked eyes cannot detect its magic. It was abandoned on the roadside for who knows how many years, and finally fell into Gurman's hands.

Gurman's ability to recognize the extraordinaryness of the treasure stems from the unique insight inherited from the ontology. To obtain this item, it almost exhausted the good luck accumulated for hundreds of years.

Because the function of this item is to shield the breath of the holder, any divination method will have no effect.

This was originally what Gurman was most worried about. He was afraid that monk Loucheng would find his hidden location through divination.

With this original spirit treasure, you can interfere with the power peeping at yourself and get corresponding reminders.

It is because of this original spiritual treasure that Gurman was able to know the arrival of the monk Loucheng several times in advance, which can be said to be his treasure of protection.

"I hope this time can be the same as in the past, and I can get through it without any danger. If I can choose, I really don't want to go back."

Gurman muttered to himself, and then smiled wryly, feeling that everything is fate, and he can't help it at all.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the ground under his feet suddenly shook, and then he felt a faint energy sweeping past him.

The original spirit treasure in his hand released a faint light, dispelling this energy.

Gurman, who noticed the abnormality, suddenly became tense, and his body trembled slightly.

He is now in a state of being in a state of war, even if there is a little bit of something wrong, it will give birth to the feeling that disaster is imminent.

But at this moment, the feeling is so clear, as if a sharp sword has been placed on his neck.

"Not good, could it be that monk Loucheng came after him?

With the shield of this original spirit treasure, monk Loucheng shouldn't have found me so easily, it must be due to other reasons, I was too nervous! "

As soon as this thought came into my mind, the ground trembled violently again, as if a giant was holding a giant hammer and hitting the ground hard.

"This feeling seems very familiar..."

Gurman's eyes were wide open, and for some reason, the image of a patrol warship appeared in his mind.

In the past few times when monks from Loucheng arrived, they were all single-handed, and there was no such terrible weapon of war.

This time, they were everywhere, big and small, and every patrol warship brought him heavy pressure.

Gurman didn't know what kind of weapon it was, and guessed it was similar to the rune airship, but the power of the difficulty of making it was far from heaven and earth.

Gurman had experienced a similar feeling when the demon headquarters was destroyed by a cannonball, so after feeling the earthquake at this moment, he also had a similar thought in his mind.

"Did you send patrol warships to deliberately bomb this mountain forest just to find me?"

Just as this idea popped up in my mind, there was another loud noise, as if it happened right next to me.

The mausoleum built underground began to tremble violently. Even though it had been specially reinforced at the beginning, it still showed signs of collapsing at this moment.

Gurman's body trembled, with a hint of horror in his expression, and he became more and more convinced that the shock was related to him.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the earth shook even more violently. More than half of this hidden underground tomb began to collapse.

However, this is not the scariest thing. According to Gurman's speculation, the vibration is continuously strengthened from far to near, so the vibration and destruction will become more and more intense.

If there is no accident, the source of the next vibration will appear near the mausoleum, and it may even be centered on the mausoleum!
"Cultivator Loucheng must have known the approximate location of me through some means, but he couldn't pinpoint it precisely.

That's why they used that kind of huge battleship bombing, trying to kill me in this way, or forcing me to show up! "

Having guessed what Brother Loucheng intended, Gurman gritted his teeth in hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

He is now alone, unable to fight against monk Loucheng. Even if the forces he controlled in the past still exist, it is impossible for him to be an opponent of monk Loucheng.

While feeling sad in his heart, a clear sense of crisis flashed, making Gurman rush out of the mausoleum without hesitation.

He doesn't want to die yet, even if there is even a chance, he will struggle to survive.

Although the underground mausoleum is hidden very deep, the emergency escape route is like an elevator, and it has reached the top of the mountain in an instant.

The moment his body reappeared in the outside world, Gurman was already at the top of a mountain, and saw a scene that shocked him.

It turned out that in the surrounding sky, there were more than a dozen huge patrol warships hovering, and they were shooting beams of light beams, blasting the ground to be riddled with holes.

From Gurman's height, he could see large pits with a diameter of several kilometers on the undulating ground.

There were no traces of scorching and burning, but the ground had collapsed and sunken, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

All the vegetation in the attacked area was completely smashed, even the stones were turned into powder.

As for the flesh and blood, it has long been turned into meat sauce mud.

Those animals in the forest were running around on the ground, trying to find a safe place.

The locations that can be bombed are randomly selected, and many animals are directly hit by the beam of light falling from the sky while escaping.

Seeing this doomsday-like scene, Gurman froze in place, then burst out laughing.

He laughed unrestrainedly, and even tears flowed down his face. He was no longer cautious as in the past, as if he had let go of all the burdens.

"I didn't expect that I, Gurman, would one day let the monks of Loucheng dispatch such a battle to arrest him, and I would die without regret."

He looked at the patrolling warship in the sky, with a ferocious expression, and shouted loudly: "Come on, I'm right here, aren't you here with me!

If you have the ability, blow me up to death, blow up my bones, and blow up my soul, so that my flesh, flesh and soul can be integrated with the land of Haotian World.

I really don't want to go to the world of Loucheng, it may be a monk's paradise, but it's a place I avoid..."

Gurman knelt on the ground weakly, and roared loudly to himself, as if he wanted to vent all the anger suppressed in his heart.

The patrol warships suspended in the surrounding sky have stopped bombing at this moment, and there is a dead silence between the sky and the earth.

On the grasslands and tops of trees around Gurman, tall and proud figures appeared out of thin air, covered with black battle armor cloaks, hunting under the mountain wind.

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