Looking at the contradictory face with a shaved head and a black cap, which was extremely beautiful and extremely hideous, Liang Zhen thought for a while, and quickly followed after Ye Tian took a step.

There is a hint of inexplicable stiffness in the chic when he walks.

The stiff senses were subtle, almost invisible, and disappeared after two or three steps.

Lu Hanqiu looked completely ignorant, and while breathing a sigh of relief, his face was solemn.

Everything seems to have been rehearsed a long time ago, and everything is wrong.

It's just that...... When Ye Tian and the others turned around and walked down the stairs, on his face that was completely unprovoked, the pair of eyes also glanced at Ye Tian, but then they turned away, and finally fell on Liang Zhen, which was extremely complicated.

I don't know how long the elevator has stopped, and the gaps are unusually dirty, compared to the stairs are slightly cleaner.

Under the narrow staircase, at the dark entrance of the station, the sound of the wind howling [whirring-] came out. As soon as the wind moved, the rotten breath that had been blocked for a long time in the passage of the subway station rushed towards Ye Tilt, almost suffocating.

Beyond the sound of the wind, there is the long-lasting roar of zombies [roar-], the sound is sometimes loud and sometimes small.

Unlike the occasional creatures on the ground, under the subway station, there were still people at the beginning of the apocalypse, and there were teams with abilities who took risks for the zombie crystal nucleus, but after the third-order zombies were born, few teams dared to cross this thunder pool.

The zombies in the subway station have enough IQ to break out of this natural cage, after all, there are only a very few, and most of them can only linger in it all year round, and it is difficult to cross the "ladder" This artificial barrier is a low-level existence.

In order to maintain "rebirth" and continue to "survive", for more than a year, zombies can only devour each other's kind, devour the crystal nucleus of the same kind, and bring the social Darwinism of "survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest" to the extreme.

The subway station was one of the biggest battlefields at the beginning of the end times.

Countless humans struggle in this place.

Low-level zombies are nothing to Ye Tian at the moment, but at the beginning of the apocalypse, they are absolute hunters.

At the moment, only a very small number of people dare to cross the subway tracks.

As far as the eye could see, a little bit was engulfed by darkness, and when she was about to reach the end of the stairs, Ye Tianwei stopped, and in a trance, a pair of black plastic rain boots appeared in her hand, and the eye-catching little white shoes under her feet were taken off by her and replaced with black rain boots.

She has a lot of resources on hand, but she can't afford to make it.

She didn't want to be barefoot one day.

Liang Zhen saw these actions in their eyes, and Lu Hanqiu smiled with a smile, "Sure enough, no matter how tall the Xuanmen heirs are, they are always just a female cultivator, how can a woman not love beauty?" This is the essence - the essence of a woman.

But Liang Zhen couldn't help but feel another shock in his heart because of Ye Tian's action, but he couldn't help but "smile", which was very natural, deliberately natural.

Soon, there was darkness in front of me.

Except for those with special spiritual abilities or visual abilities, this darkness is a chasm that is difficult for ordinary people or people with abilities to cross, but for the foundation monks, there is no barrier, and it is no different from the day.

As one of the important battlefields after the end of the world, how can this place be calm and clean? Every time Ye Tian takes a step, his feet are full of "sludge" and "bones", but fortunately, he has changed into black plastic rain boots, otherwise, the little white shoes will be dyed if he can't walk around.

She had long been accustomed to being light-footed, even in a place full of bones and rotting mud.

The small stadium-like station hall floor has long been filled with a layer of mixed corpses, very smelly, much more complicated than the taste of the latrine, Ye Tian can't help but stop breathing. Liang Zhen and Lu Hanqiuzong have had this experience for a long time, but their faces are also stinky.

There were only more than ten zombies left, and Lu Hanqiu and Liang Zhen did not clean them up, using them as a cover.

The moment they stepped into this subway station, Ye Tian's divine sense was fully opened.

The radius of hundreds of thousands of zhang was suddenly shrouded by a few people.

Lu Hanqiu's cultivation is natural, and there is only about 800 zhang that can be perceived.

Liang Zhen built the pinnacle of the ninth layer of the foundation, and was able to gain insight into a thousand hundred zhang.

He quietly observed Ye Tian, her cultivation of the eighth layer of the foundation was revealed, he thought, this heir of the Xuanmen, even if his cultivation was slightly better than Lu Hanqiu, his combat power was not much different from his own, but his divine sense was almost inherent.

What is inherent? That is, without the enhancement of the Divine Consciousness Exercises, the increase in the divine consciousness and realm ascension of each Foundation Building Monk is about the same, and the Eight Layers of Foundation Building is about 900 zhang. And in this world of the end of the Fa, most of the inheritances have fallen into the struggle of history, and the cultivation of the true exercises has been almost cut off, so how can we talk about the cultivation of the divine exercises? This exercise is him, and he is not qualified to touch it at present.

Even if she is a descendant of the Xuanmen? A small sect of cultivation is a small sect of cultivation, that is, thousands of years ago, some deeds successfully took advantage of that lineage, but now under this catastrophe, the ancestral land has been sealed and hidden by the ancestor who has survived for thousands of years, and the cultivation of the gods and exercises has also come from this?

What if there is? The Xuanmen one, from beginning to end, is just using this "Senior Sister Ye", for what, it won't take long to think about it, its purpose will surface, how can he treat each other sincerely, and really cultivate her as a descendant of the Xuanmen?

What's more, will the cultivation of the divine exercises, to the extent of being generous to the extent of giving it away?

Say it with a smile and be generous!

Liang Zhen sneered in his heart.

Leave that aside for the moment – let's talk about the Divine Consciousness first.

The ascension of consciousness is not limited to "scope".

There is also a clear difference in the level and intensity of insight.

If a person with a superior divine sense walks under the shroud of the divine consciousness of a slightly inferior monk and deliberately holds his breath, the slightly inferior monk will not be able to perceive at all, and the whole person will be as if it is transparent and does not exist.

Ye Tian was also almost non-existent in his divine sense, but he confirmed that it was due to the hidden talisman.

He had never thought that Ye Tian's divine sense could surpass him.

Therefore, his eyes flashed with an "unusual" smile, and his divine sense fell on the group of four people who were gradually approaching, among which the weakest cultivator was at the peak of the eighth layer of qi refining, and the strong one was not much different from him.

This is what he has calculated a long time ago.

And he didn't know at all that just when his divine sense shrouded these monks, Ye Tian's divine sense had already surpassed these "bad comers" monks and landed thousands of feet away, and a young monk in a moon-white monk's robe was staring at her from afar.

He has a green stubble on his head, twelve points of ring scar, which is the highest "Bodhisattva ring" in Buddhism, and there is a beautiful tip under the slightly green stubble, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a very quiet complexion, white skin and red lips, and an indescribable meaning of dust.

There are occasional black and purple stains under the white clothes.

but he does not detriment to what he gives

As a result, she could smell the fresh sandalwood emanating from the Nami monk from her consciousness in a trance.

"Sure enough.... It is a beautiful monk. ”

She rubbed her eyes lightly with her hands, not wanting to show them the amazement and deep appreciation in her eyes.

Afraid - to startle the snake.

......

Wu Yan also looked at this new Xuanmen heir from afar.

Without saying a word, he twisted a string of dreamy Bodhi in his hand, which was extraordinary.

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