Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 106 Crisis!

A group of people sneaked quietly to the edge of the square.

With the help of a huge billboard to cover his slender figure, Ying Muzhi turned sideways, turned his slender fingers slightly, turned his head and gestured to the team members squatting behind, signaling them to stand still for now.

Ying Muzhi got up slowly and approached slowly along the central street.

The further you go to the center, the darker the surrounding scene becomes.

The sky was gloomy as if it had been hung with a shady curtain, and a gloomy and cold atmosphere permeated the entire square.

Every time Ying Muzhi took a step and stepped on the ground, a bone-chilling chill immediately entered his body.

That feeling is like wearing thin clothes in winter and walking against the wind in the howling northwest wind.

Within a short distance of [-] meters, Ying Muzhi's body temperature dropped sharply.

Wherever he walked, the cold breath of the waves surged into his body as if attracted by something.

On the man's pale and handsome face, there was an indifference that looked down on everything.

Allowing those breaths to pour into his body, his complexion gradually turned pale.

Ying Muzhi calmly walked to a huge bronze statue.

"here."

"It's...here."

The thick and tired middle-aged voice suddenly resounded in the dead and cool square, dissipating a little bit of cold evil.

"We are here!"

The sound was muffled, as if it was being pressed into the lid.

Ying Muzhi glanced over, raised his leg coldly, and stepped to the left.

Through the hidden enchantment, his eyes fell on a group of people who were struggling to support the defense.

The circular hood exudes a faint light, and eight people stand scattered around the edge.

There are Taoist priests in Taoist robes, with spells flying around them, and golden light.

There are also Buddhist monks who put their hands together and keep chanting mantras.

There are also a few young men with long swords on their backs and nondescript costumes.

The enchantment they set up protects ordinary people who look frightened.

Women and children are at the innermost, and young and middle-aged men who practice martial arts surround the outside.

It's just that these people obviously can't help much.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"finally come."

A hoarse and unpleasant voice came down from a high place.

That laughter, like a bellows pulled past the ears, was full of malice and greed.

The surrounding fog thickened.

The temperature got colder and colder by three minutes.

In the enchantment, the middle-aged Taoist priest who kept throwing out the spells, his entire face was as pale as gold paper, his fingers pressing on the enchantment were trembling like sifting chaff, his body was obviously overdrawn to the extreme.

Will collapse anytime.

"Boy, are you here?"

The middle-aged Taoist's words were full of powerlessness: "The entire city center of Qicheng has been arranged into a formation, and the guy in the black robe has a strange treasure in his hand, which is enough to freeze the entire city into an ice sculpture."

"Our guys at the sixth level of martial arts are not his opponents at all, and we only saved this few people. That guy just killed nearly ten thousand people to make up for his strength. Now we are in the running-in period, and we can hold on for a while. You... ...Quickly take your people and leave immediately! Let the Daoist League invite seniors from the seventh realm of martial arts!"

Otherwise, the whole city of Qi will be turned into a dead city!
"Want to run now?" The wind blew across the ground, revealing the brutal blood on the ground.

"It's too late!"

The man in black stood on the second-floor platform, holding an ice-blue crystal in his right hand, staring at Ying Muzhi, like a poisonous snake in the dark staring at its prey.

The viciousness in his eyes was so strong that it almost became real.

　Hee hee, I want to say, if I take another loan, will you beat me?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)