Xu Yichen stood behind the female warriors, watching them play together, but he couldn't talk to them or touch them.

Strangely, the wall beneath his feet was indeed tangible to the Demon Hunter, and instead of penetrating the wall as he did through the houses, he slammed into the wall.

Xu Yichen couldn't climb up the city wall like a warrior monk, the city wall seemed to be absolutely smooth to him, and he couldn't borrow any strength.

In the end, the Demon Hunter walked up the wall that the Greenskins had blown down, and saw the scene of the Greenskins fighting the Paladin.

He didn't know if this city wall was so special, if there was any other intention, so Xu Yichen planned to take a look at the situation, since the greenskins had already created a gap in the city wall, then just wait quietly.

Just like that, the Demon Hunter spotted his team and was peeking on the other side of the gap, standing behind them, waiting to see what would happen.

"I don't know why, I always feel cold behind my back." Li Yanlong twisted his ass a little uneasily and changed his position.

"You usually do too many bad things, right?" Wang Yue, who was sitting on the ground, stomped on his back against the arrow, carefully maintained his two long swords, and said bluntly: "Is it Miss Carlo, don't you ......?"

The assassin Fan Li quickly covered Wang Yue's mouth, and then laughed at Li Yanlong, who was the father of the girl Carlo, Knight Bart.

At this time, the old knight was looking at Li Yanlong with scrutinizing eyes, staring at the other party sweating profusely, scratching his ears and cheeks to divert the topic: "It's not like this, I mean, it feels like the boss is looking at me behind me, how can I say it?" ”

Li Yanlong learned Xu Yichen's demeanor seriously, looked at the front coldly, and then pointed at himself: "This is the kind of eyes, the standard posture of the political commissar!" ”

Li Yanlong's actions immediately made the players on the city wall burst into laughter.

"You don't learn like it at all, but I can understand what you're trying to say! Hahaha! Vittoria laughed the most, the fight below was fierce, muskets and magic were firing, and Ping Pong couldn't notice their voices at all: "If you let Xu know that you describe him like this behind your back, you will die!" ”

I don't know why, Li Yanlong felt more pressure from behind, looked back a few times with some confusion, and couldn't help shrinking his neck: "What the hell!" ”

Xu Yichen couldn't help but show a smile, but this smile quickly froze.

Behind the demon hunters, the unjust spirits in Wangxiang City seemed to have been stimulated by something, and they swarmed from all over the city, rushing towards the gap in the city wall!

All kinds of strange souls almost filled the streets and the ruins on both sides, and Xu Yichen, who was standing on the city wall, saw almost thousands of them!

That's right, the demon hunter carried his great sword and walked down the collapsed part of the city wall step by step.

The greenskins' explosives packs were mediocre, and instead of collapsing completely, a large chunk was missing from the bottom of the outer side, and the dilapidated walls collapsed inward from both sides along the gap.

A winding path is formed on both the inner and outer sides, allowing only one person to pass through.

At this time, the goal of those thousands of unjust souls is that small gap, which can only pass through one person!

But in front of them, there was a smiling, leisurely sword-wielding Seris, who was blocking the only path to freedom for the unjust souls!

Master Sanzang only felt that his eyes lit up, and he was suddenly exposed from the darkness to such a bright place, which made his eyes instantly sting!

Despite this, Master Sanzang still maintained the combat power that a warrior monk should have, and the warrior monk who was proficient in blind fighting raised his hand to block his right eye.

"Phew!" A black sharp object poked at the back of Master Sanzang's metalized hand and was instantly bounced away.

Tang Sanzang opened his eyes for a long time, and finally saw the surrounding environment clearly.

It is a fairly spacious underground temple, with a dozen thick stone pillars connecting the ceiling and the ground, each of which is inlaid with a circle of exquisite night pearls, blooming with its own light.

The light source of this space comes from those night pearls.

He was attacked by a dark-skinned warrior monk who was wearing a black warrior robe, and one arm was gradually changing from a black spear to an arm.

In the center of the temple, a humanoid figure kneeling on the floor immediately knew that it was the entity of 'Yama'.

The overall appearance of the humanoid is black, like the background of the starry sky, and the black is so deep that people can't take their eyes off it at a glance.

Around the 'Yama', countless black silk threads like smoke and mist were densely connected to the 'Yama', and the other end disappeared into the ceiling.

The threads were constantly shaking, occasionally breaking one of them, but soon a new thread would spread out of Yama's body and disappear again into the ceiling overhead.

"Eternal Night, are you still obsessed?" The voice that had spoken before suddenly opened up, bringing back Master Sanzang's attention from the 'Yama' that had been completely attracted by him.

The dark-skinned warrior monk was indeed Eternal Night, and he clasped his hands together and whispered in the direction where 'Yama' was: "Master, I have always thought that we may have done something wrong, not because the disciple is obsessed, but because your insistence is wrong, Master. ”

Master Sanzang looked in the direction of the eternal night salute, only to see a warrior monk sitting cross-legged, but in his perception, the other party did not exist at all!

What's even more exaggerated is that the warrior monk with a white beard is sitting cross-legged in the air directly, just floating in mid-air.

The professional talent of the immortal body was learned by the warrior monk at the fifteenth level, which allowed the warrior monk to maintain his physical fitness and appearance forever, and would not be affected by aging until death.

The warrior monk in front of him really looks old, but this means of floating in the void is the sign of a legendary warrior monk!

Master Sanzang also found that although the old warrior monk was floating in front of 'Yama', he consciously avoided the direction of 'Yama' kneeling.

"Let this benefactor laugh, I and my disciple have some differences in philosophy." The old monk's voice was still tired: "This is the body of 'Yama', the last Peacock King who was burned into colorful glass. ”

"What is the purpose of bringing the little monk here? Why did this master of the eternal night attack the little monk? Master Sanzang stood at the door and asked quietly, "Do these black lines mean that 'Yama' is about to get out of trouble?" ”

"Because the poor monk wants to borrow the head of your neck!"