With the remaining will, Zhang He exerted his speed to the extreme, but he didn't pay attention to it, and just when his vitality was about to be cut off again, a steady stream of vitality finally frantically poured into his body, making his vitality quickly recover.

Soon, Zhang He's vitality had returned to its peak state, but unfortunately, he had been completely controlled by the killing intent, and he was still moving forward desperately until he was completely exhausted and fell into a coma.

Zhang He, who was completely unconscious, also floated quietly on the surface of the sea, like many floaters, letting the dead air and vitality continue to wash away, and constantly circulating in the verge of death and vitality.

But the strange thing is that even though Zhang He has fallen into a coma, the speed at which death and vitality pour into his body is still far faster than the speed that pours into the bodies of other floaters, and the time it takes to cycle once is also much longer than that of other floaters.

Thankfully, although Jang Hyuk has fallen into near-death crises countless times, his vitality has been constantly improving like other floaters.

If under normal conditions, Zhang He's vitality is like an ordinary tree, then after being washed by death and vitality, when his vitality reaches its peak, his vitality is a leafy Wangtian tree, and the richness of vitality is outrageous, but the problem is that even though the richness of vitality has far surpassed him at his peak, he still has no signs of awakening.

This eerie state of affairs has been going on and seeming to never end, but as time goes on, the anomaly finally appears.

There is no wind and waves, and the waves are like a tsunami.

The monstrous waves that suddenly appeared, like black hills moving at high speed, carrying countless corpses, tumbling towards the unknown ahead, until a black vortex appeared.

It swept through a whirlpool of nearly 10,000 miles, like a terrifying black hole, swallowing up the swarming monstrous waves and drowning all the floaters.

The terrifying whirlpool lasted for nine days and nine nights before it gradually stopped, and the terrifying whirlpool devoured all the floaters within a radius of 100,000 miles, but when the wind calmed down, countless floaters swarmed from all directions, and soon filled the sea.

Zhang He finally woke up leisurely, but the scene that came into his eyes surprised him.

What came into view was a huge and incomparable city, with nearly a hundred Jiangling-sized cities, and the city was full of black-robed people with dull faces, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion, like zombies.

Endless black-robed people filled every corner of the city, which made people frightened, and the most helpless thing for Zhang He was that in this city, the world in his body was actually blocked by a magical force, and the space ring could not be opened, not only that, but his divine element could not be operated, and his divine consciousness could not be separated from his body, as if there was an extremely terrifying prohibition that turned him into an ordinary person.

The strange city made Zhang He full of fear.

But what made Zhang He even more frightened was that suddenly, a terrifying coercion had quietly diffused in every corner of the city, and then, a hoarse roar resounded over the city.

"The imperial city of calamity, one in ten thousand, the emperor does not come out, and the calamity will not stop."

The Imperial City of Doom? I rub it, my fork fork, this empty city is actually the imperial city of the Tribulation God Clan.

But what made Zhang He helpless was that with this hoarse roar, all the black-robed people flocked to the center of the city like summoned elite soldiers of a hundred battles.

The fierce battle broke out in an instant.

Under Zhang He's frightened gaze, all the black-robed people instantly turned into bloodthirsty beasts, like lions and tigers, fierce as jackals, all of them didn't know what to defend, they only knew how to blindly attack the black-robed people around them.

With both fists and feet, mouths and teeth, those black-robed people who were summoned have become street gangsters, shrews in the market, doing everything, and the most terrifying thing is that these madmen will not only bite with their teeth, but also eat human flesh raw.

Under Zhang He's numb gaze, a black-robed man was like a hunting lion, biting off the throat of the black-robed man next to him, frantically sucking the blood that spurted out, not only that, but he also immediately opened his bloody mouth, like a jackal eating, tore a large piece of flesh from the throat of this unlucky egg, chewed it frantically, and made a creepy chewing sound.

Nima, this is a godlike ghost place, huh? The madness of the black-robed man made Zhang He couldn't help but let out a silent sigh.

People are like beasts, and they don't know what will happen next, so Zhang He immediately turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the open city gate, but what made him speechless was that when he was still ten zhang away from the city gate, the city gate had been slammed shut, not only that, but a powerful impact force also struck, throwing him far away, and smashing into the dense black-robed crowd.

Zhang He's fall immediately attracted everyone's attention, and in the blink of an eye, the ten black-robed people closest to him had rushed straight towards him.

Zombie siege.

Looking at the black-robed man who was as crazy as a zombie, Zhang He couldn't help but think of a heavy-tasting movie, and then the speed was exerted to the extreme, and he went straight to the edge of the city again.

Zhang He's reverse breakthrough immediately attracted the attention of a large number of black-robed people, even the black-robed people who were biting together, they actually gave up their opponents one after another and surrounded them.

Nima, 10,000 grass mud horses.

Looking at the black-robed people who were swarming like locusts, Zhang He couldn't help but let out a silent angry curse, but fortunately, these black-robed people didn't have any fluctuations in their vitality, nor did they have any fighting skills, they were just puppets.

And what made Zhang He most relieved was that although his Shenyuan was blocked, the inner world was also blocked, and even the space ring was forcibly blocked, but his physical strength was not greatly affected, and with a punch, the head of a black-robed man immediately turned into scattered and scattered minced meat, and with a kick, another black-robed man was kicked ten meters away.

But what makes Zhang He helpless is that these puppet-like black-robed people don't know what death is at all, although they don't have any fighting skills, and their physical strength is far inferior to their own, but they are like zombies in the zombie siege, coming in a steady stream.

One punch can kill one, and one kick can also kick one away, no black-robed person can block Zhang He's move, but unfortunately, the number of black-robed people is too much, and they can't kill them all.

And the most helpless thing for Zhang He was that as the killing continued, all the black-robed people actually shifted their targets, and they all regarded him as the only target for attack.

More and more black-robed people flocked from all directions, building a human wall around Zhang He's body with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Although these black-robed people are vulnerable, not to mention how many humans there are still a little bit of attack, even if there are so many pigs that he can slaughter, it is enough for him to kill for a few days and nights.

What made him helpless was that because his vitality could not function, as the slaughter continued, he gradually fell into a state of exhaustion, and black-robed people kept approaching him.

The beast-like black-robed people opened their bloody mouths one after another, and frantically bit Zhang He, fortunately, his physical strength was strong enough, even if these close-quarters black-robed people tried their best, they could only barely bite the skin open, and they couldn't tear any flesh off his body.

But even so, the sharpness of these black-robed people's teeth is amazing enough, you must know that Zhang He's physical strength has surpassed the scope of top-level magic weapons, not to mention teeth, even if it is a sharp sword, it is difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

The terrifying black-robed man, the terrifying Imperial City of Doom.

At this point, Zhang He finally understood the meaning of the roar.

The Imperial City of Doom, one in ten thousand, according to the development of this situation, how can it be more than one in ten thousand? It's simply one out of ten million.

If nothing else, the meaning of this sentence should be that unless there is a new generation of doom emperors, otherwise, the killing will not stop.

But what will happen to the Emperor of Calamity?

Nima, 10,000 grass mud horses.

Looking at the black-robed people who came one after another, Zhang He couldn't help but let out a silent angry curse, and then turned around and broke through to the center of the Imperial City of Doom

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