On the streets of Yecheng, everyone fell into that strange state, they no longer ran, and they were no longer afraid and helpless.

Everyone slowly closed their eyes like Xu Wen and stood in place, with all kinds of complicated expressions on their faces.

It seemed that at this time, the sky above Yecheng had been shrouded in a thin light veil, and no one could be spared from it.

At this time, on the strange and quiet street in the middle of the city, a very light but clear footstep sounded slowly.

It was an old man wearing a star-patterned robe, and I saw that his expression was calm, and it seemed that he was the only one who had not been affected in the slightest.

When he appeared, he just calmly looked around and walked from the other side of Yecheng Street, and finally stopped when the screaming sound sounded above the sky overhead.

Looking up at the sky above him, his brow finally began to furrow slightly, and finally he shook his head helplessly, but all this happened for a short time.

After pausing for a moment, the old man turned his gaze to the front again, and there was the source of the faint roar of corpses, and when the old man stepped out again, as the breeze came, the red-faced figures around him finally slowly opened their eyes in the struggle.

At that moment, all the creatures who had been reborn began to gasp frantically as if they had been suffocated for a long time and finally came into contact with the air of freedom again.

Only a few of them seemed to realize something, but when they turned around, they saw only a figure slowly leaving!

"We ...... What happened to us?"

When I saw the back, more people finally turned around.

When the words fell, the other guys also looked at each other, it was like a nightmare to them just now, a very terrible nightmare!

On the other side, as the back disappeared, more and more people who had fallen into the illusion began to wake up one after another.

Either dazed or shocked, when they also saw the back, there was indeed only a kind of confusion and confusion in everyone's hearts.

Xu Wen, who fell on the street, closed her eyes tightly, her face was already terrifyingly pale, and the struggling look on her face became more and more obvious, but at this time, suddenly she only felt that there was a breeze sliding in front of her.

Immediately after that, Xu Wen's eyes slowly opened, and crystal tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, making her eyes a little hazy, but in that haze, she also saw the blurred back.

And the direction in which the back is far away is also the direction she is about to go!

"No matter what...... You must live!"

Xu Wen gritted her teeth and muttered, maybe the scene in the dream was too terrifying, or it was too reluctant, her voice trembled, even if she knew that she would die if she moved forward, she still wouldn't choose to give up.

So she didn't hesitate, and followed the figure again.

At this moment, there was no noise on the top of the Yecheng tower, and the only thing that could be heard seemed to be the crackling sound of the flames beating in the brazier that was burning above the tower.

Those Yecheng defenders who had already wanted to desperately defend the city were like the people in Yecheng who had fallen into a boundless illusion just now under the spread of the strange fluctuations just now, and no one had yet broken free from that dreamlike state at this time.

At this moment, there was another figure on the Yecheng Tower, he looked quietly into the distance, and his eyes were exuding a deep gaze.

From a distance, there is a bit of sharpness in the outline of that fairy wind bone!

After a while, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and he did not look back, while another figure had already come to his side, standing side by side with him.

The person who came was none other than the mysterious old man in the star-striped robe.

It is said to be mysterious, but in fact, it may not be unheard of for people in the world, because he is one of the three great gates today, and he is also the contemporary master of astrology - the unsurpassed master!

As for the one standing beside him at this time, he was dressed in a green robe and carried his hands behind his back, but he was the one in the vein of Fang Mu today, and he cultivated to be the master of the world and the Taoist Lord to ask for the heavens!

The two of them stood silent, but they both looked into the distance.

"I never believed in the fixed conditions of the world!"

Finally, Qiu Cang spoke, his tone was as calm as his expression at this moment, even if the existence he was facing might not be seen for a hundred years or a thousand years, but in front of the head of the world's art sect, he couldn't arouse the waves in his firm Dao heart!

Only this time, between the two of them, the Master Wuzhi still did not speak, he also looked into the distance, and even seemed to ignore what Qiu Cang said.

I saw that Qiu Cang finally turned around and looked at this cultivator who was in the same position in the world's Dao Sect as himself, and said again: "But this time, I still want to ask you, in the future you see, is the Dao one foot higher......

At this point, Qiu Cang suddenly paused for a moment, and a strange light appeared in his deep eyes at this time.

"Or is it a magic high?"

Finally, Wuxiang turned his head to look at Qiu Cang, and the eyes of the two finally met at this moment, but in the face of Qiu Cang's question, the corners of Master Wuxiang's mouth once again revealed that kind of light and cloudy arc.

So the two of them stood on the wall of Yecheng, and the wind was stronger, but the two fell into silence, perhaps to the level of their cultivation, the exchange of words between each other was not so important, because the different Tao rhymes in their eyes seemed to have explained everything......

"Roar~"

The corpse king roared, the spells roared, up and down the city, the only thing anyone who was awake could feel was the kind of despair like the end of the world.

But at that moment, on the hillock shrouded in black fog before Yecheng, a purple light suddenly pierced the darkness, and before that purple light, a mournful figure was retreating wildly.

Its wail shook the four fields, and everywhere it passed, it set off a fishy wind.

At this time, all the warlocks around him would be shocked if they saw this scene with their own eyes, because it was the king of corpses who retreated like a kite with a broken string!

"Boom~"

In the midst of everyone's shocked gaze, the body of the regressing corpse king slammed to the ground.

At the same time, the guy looked up again, only to see that his dilated pupils were shrinking, and finally a reflection appeared in his pupils, and the reflection was a purple light.

Moreover, the purple light in the dark world was so dazzling and condensed, it seemed to be an ordinary sword, and it seemed to be a purple lightning, with an incomparable momentum, it flew towards the corpse king on the ground!