From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Before that, Mingwei, with her own strength, was confident that she could crush it.

In her eyes, the wardens are like insects hiding in the dark. She can't find these guys.

Now that she finds them, these guys will die.

But she did not expect that the warden family quickly opened up the equality of all living beings. After her strength was greatly reduced, she had no idea of the success or failure of her trip.

So Mingwei shows a little worry.

"Don't worry," Luo Zheng slowly stood up, "luck has always been on my side, I believe this time is the same."

Mingwei is stunned when she hears this. She doesn't know where Luo Zheng's self-confidence comes from, but soon her face is replaced by a smile. This young generation is really interesting.

At this time, other exiles, as well as the wild gods, also came to life one after another.

After a rest, they moved on

Deep in the high platform, Yan Hai and others quietly walk on another path.

After all living beings are equal, Yan Hai's strength is also rapidly declining, so it also brings a lot of inconvenience, many people are not used to it.

Fortunately, the warden family has already made arrangements. They just need to follow Yan Hai's instructions.

"They are as weak as us now, even Mingwei," Yan Hai said quietly, "and we have these shady people to help us. I believe you know what to do next..."

In the hands of these exiles, there is a black bow.

This is the bow and crossbow used by ordinary people. The bowstring has been hinged, the black arrow has been buckled on the string, and the light black awn flickers on the arrow!

In the eyes of the exiles, these bows and crossbows are weapons without threat. Even if they were shot with 1000 or 10000 arrows, they were harmless to the exiles and even the famine gods.

But now it's lethal.

"I see," said one of the exiles with a grim smile.

For some people, it may not be so important to leave the world now. If they can hunt Mingwei and others, they will be satisfied.

Yan Hai opened a cloth bag and found pieces of black medicine cakes in it. These medicine cakes gave off a pungent smell.

"Those Yin people don't know who is the enemy or who is the enemy. As long as they see living creatures, they will rush to them. If you eat these medicine cakes, your body will send out this smell, and Yin people won't touch you," Yan Hai said and distributed these medicine cakes.

These methods, in the eyes of exiles, are extremely out of fashion, but they are extremely important after all beings are equal!

Without saying a word, the exiles took it from Yan Hai and swallowed it.

The taste of this medicine cake is obviously very bad, and everyone's eyebrows are frowning.

After getting ready, Yan Haicai said: "they have almost arrived. Di Jin, you lead the three people to Dingchou, Du man, you go to Xinwu..."

All the high platforms in the world are arranged in the direction of the heavenly stems and earthly branches.

Between these high platforms, a large number of Yin people were imprisoned. Until Ming Wei and her party entered, they would release them.

When Di Jin and others were ordered, they led several people to quickly sneak into the shadow

Between Ding Chou Wei's two high platforms, iron fences with thick arms trapped thousands of Yin people.

These Yin people are just like sculptures, standing in the same place without any vitality. Even though Di Jin and other exiles are well-informed, they feel strange to see this scene

"Brother Dijin, what do you think is the matter with these Yin people?" One of the exiles could not help muttering.

They have seen a lot of Yin people, but the origin and purpose of Yin people have always been an unsolved mystery.

These exiles also find it strange to see these things that are like life and have no living breath.

Di Jin glances at those Yin people who can't move and shakes his head

Even if they crossed the other side, it was still difficult for them to understand the various behaviors of the ancient chaotic gods. The things behind these things were beyond their comprehension.

"No matter how much, don't talk now. Be ready," Di Jin said in a low voice. "It's up to us to win or lose. If we succeed, we will have a chance to leave the world..."

They lurked on one side, silent.

After waiting here for more than half an hour, there came a small sound of footsteps from the distance.

When Di Jin and others went away, they saw some figures coming together.

"Here we are," Dijin whispered.

Just at this time, the fence under the high platform suddenly made a crisp sound.

The mechanism in the fence began to move, and the huge fence shrank toward the ground in an instant. At the same time, all the Yin people, who were like sculptures, turned from sculptures to living beings in an instant, and made a "Wuwu" sound in their mouth, and rushed towards Di Jin and others.When an exile saw this scene, he looked tight and raised his crossbow to shoot these Yin people. Seeing this, di Jin put his hand on the frame of the crossbow and stopped the exile

After those Yin people rushed over, they probably smelled the medicine smell of Di Jin and others. They would not move forward any more. They just yelled at them, then turned around and rushed in another direction.

See this scene, di Jin and other talents relieved, Yan Hai distributed to them the medicine cake is very effective.

On the other side

"Again!"

Luo Zheng, Ming Wei and others see the Yin people coming, and their faces are not necessarily flustered.

All of them raised their weapons one after another, and soon they met with this group of Yin people

After a few hours' rest, they were full of spirit, and the trend was one-sided. These Yin people could hardly get close to them, so they were quickly reaped by the exiles!

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Mingwei is like a clever spirit. She walks among these Yin people. The ring blade is in her hand. It seems that it is not a weapon, but a dancing prop. She can harvest the life of Yin people inadvertently.

Not far from her side, Luo Zheng's efficiency in killing Yin people was not at all lower than her. The two men took the lead, almost bearing half of the pressure and reaping most of the Yin people's lives.

But just as they were fighting, in the shadow behind a high platform, several crossbows had been quietly raised.

Hiding in the dark, di Jin aims at Mingwei in the front, while the other three lock their own targets.

With di Jin's command, all of them are arrested.

"Whew, whew, whew..."

Several black arrows shot out of the darkness.