"These may not be people!"

Wang Xu and several people gathered together, with solemnity in their eyes.

The dilapidated small world, the prosperous big city, and the cognition that has been preserved in the mythological era make this Xuanying City look full of weirdness.

"Let's split up, gather intel here, and we'll meet at the gates in three hours." Wang Xu looked at Mu Yuan Sage, then at the sick man, and said, "You go too." ”

"Me?" The sick man's face turned pale, and he said weakly: "I can't do it, right?" ”

"Don't underestimate yourself, your energy is beyond your imagination."

Wang Xu chose the east, and said without looking back as he walked: "You are a person with a great opportunity, and the charm will automatically avoid you." ”

The sick man swallowed his saliva, this statement is too perfunctory, if he is a person with a great opportunity, how can he be sucked away and be a waste for more than 20 years.

Could it be that this is the so-called heaven descending on the people, who must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin?

Subconsciously glanced at the Mu Yuan Sage, the Mu Yuan Sage did not react to his gaze, and strode towards the north of the city.

The sick man had no other choice, muttered in his heart, gritted his teeth and went west, thinking that he would meet at the city gate in three hours, so he would take a few steps less and return to the city gate as soon as possible.

Cheng...

"Sure enough, it's thriving, it's the opposite of the desolation of the outside world, what's going on with these people, ghost?"

Wang Xu walked in the east of the city, and as far as he could see, the people here were living a normal life, everyone had their own stories, and they looked no different from normal cities.

There is no difference, but the biggest difference.

Thousands of miles away from people, but here is so prosperous, eat and drink without worry, not a ghost or something.

Wang Xu has seen ghosts, and he has seen them many times, and he knows that the formation of ghosts is because of obsession, and some ghosts can even form ghosts, reproduce the villages and foods they live in, and even like normal people, they work at sunrise and return at sunset, and they don't know that they are dead.

If this is the case, the people in the city are all ghosts who are obsessed, and Xuanyuan City is their own ghost, and this side hides the small world of the emperor's tomb, I'm afraid the secret is not small.

What kind of obsession can make everyone in a city turn into ghosts and regain their former paradise.

You must know that Xuanming City is not small, it is bigger than the Taiwei City he has seen, this city covering an area of thousands of miles, at least billions of Xuanming people live, this is not a small number.

It's a pity that the adult Xuanyin people seem to be very prejudiced against humans, and he tried to talk to him several times without success, and was driven away without finishing a word, and he couldn't get useful information at all.

"Hide-and-seek, hide-and-seek, let's play hide and seek together."

Wang Xu was walking aimlessly, and five children of the Xuanxia clan ran over from the entrance of the street.

Seeing this group of children, Wang Xu's eyes lit up.

The adult Xuanming people are very prejudiced against humans, can they find a breakthrough from these children.

"Kid, kid!" Wang Xu put on a kind smile and took the initiative to walk up.

"Who are you?"

A little boy stopped, turned his head to look at Wang Xu, and wondered, "Why don't you have horns on your head?" ”

The appearance of the Xuan Netherworld is the same as that of humans, the only difference is the horns on their heads.

Wang Xu touched his head, and just as he was about to speak, a child preemptively said: "My aunt said that there is a race called human beings, which looks the same as us, and has no horns on its forehead. He must be human, let's go, don't play with him, humans are lowly. ”

The little boy wanted to say something to Wang Xu, but before he could say anything, he was pulled away by his friends.

Wang Xu frowned secretly when he saw it, did he want to use force to arrest someone and ask him.

No, these people are not lives at all, but an obsession, living in the memories of their past.

These people ignore them because they haven't done anything out of the ordinary, and if they do, it's hard to say what kind of change will be caused.

"It seems that with the appearance of a human being, it is difficult to come into contact with these Xuan Netherworld, I have to change my appearance."

Wang Xu's body changed, his appearance did not change, but an extra horn grew on his forehead, and the aura on his body also became mysterious, exactly the same as the surrounding Xuanming people.

The saying of temperament is mysterious and mysterious, but the Filipinos, Japanese, Koreans, and Chinese people stand together, and the Chinese people can tell it at a glance.

Fortunately, Wang Xu's ability to transform himself into a free and easy supernatural power belongs to a rare disguised supernatural power, otherwise, just by making a horn on his forehead, he would not be able to become a Xuan Ming clan.

"This big brother, I'm from the countryside, let me ask you, what era is it now?" Wang Xu incarnated as the Xuan Ming Clan, found a fruit seller, and planned to ask about the era that was frozen.

The merchant glanced up at him, this time he didn't drive him away, but thought for a moment and said, "This news, I want to charge a labor fee, and I will tell you if you give the money." ”

"Bey?" Wang Xu looked at the vendor's hand, and he still had the shape of two shells left behind from the fruit he had just sold, like jade-like currency.

It's a pity that Wang Xu doesn't have Bei at all, and he is not really from the Xuanming Clan, how can he have the currency of these people.

"I don't have shellfish on me, can you tell me first, I need this very much, we can make friends." Wang Xu tried to explain the law of this Xuanming Clan, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, this Xuanying Clan, who sold fruits, became angry.

"There is a reward for paying, don't trouble others if you don't have money, you greedy countryman, how can you speak as shamelessly as a human being?" The Xuan Hades drove him away impatiently, just as they were driving away a homeless man.

Wang Xu frowned and left, and then asked several people about it, but everyone asked him to pay a reward, as if it was a serious matter to trouble others here, and it was wrong not to pay him.

Looking at the Xuanming Clan who looked like a matter of course, don't bother me if you don't have money, Wang Xu noticed that the social rules here are very different from human beings.

Whether it is on the earth or in other time and space, it is a matter of course to ask others for help because of some trivial things, whether it is the person seeking help or the person being helped.

It's different here, if you trouble others, you have to give money, whether you ask for directions or something else, the price is clearly marked, and the other party will measure the fee according to the difficulty.

The feeling of charging is imprinted in everyone's hearts, Wang Xu's behavior of having no money and trying to get news falls in the eyes of many people with disdain, and some people will even say that he is greedy like a human being.

Well, Wang Xu is a human being, and sure enough, wearing the skin of the Xuan Hades Clan, it is still difficult to change the habits on his body.

But from here, he could see that the Xuan Netherworld was a relatively old-fashioned race that was difficult to change.

Moreover, they have a great hostility towards human beings, and this hostility is not to kill you, but the kind of disdain that in the eighties and nineties, Hong Kong Islanders looked at mainlanders, and here they are called the same as human beings, just like Hong Kong Islanders scolding each other as mainlanders, and there is contempt in the tone.

For half an hour, Wang Xu didn't get anything, but from the conversations of passers-by, he learned that it was raining heavily in the south of Xuanyin City, and the price of the fruits transported from the south might increase tomorrow.

This news made him even more sure that this was a ghost, and all the things that lived in it were similar to ghosts.

For he had come from the south, and had traveled thousands of miles in a row, and there was no grass in all the sight, no rain, no fruit, not even a living creature, but a dead land.

Everything outside has been destroyed, and only this ghostly city remains.

These people are still living according to their own memories, husbands and wives complain that the prices of vegetables are too high, vendors complain that taxes are too heavy, and even law enforcers are enforcing the law, this is an extremely strange world.

Wang Xu continued to wander, he couldn't afford to ask questions, and could only learn information from the conversations of the people around him.

Outside a roadside stall, he heard several monks of the Xuan Netherworld talking about a big man named Night.

Stood down and listened for a while, it turned out that in Xuanyin City, there was also a master called Night, he passed a thing called the Doubu Assessment, and he was about to go to Heavenly Court to serve, and he was also a great god who could command millions of heavenly soldiers.

"Doubu, Heavenly Court, the age here is really stuck in the Mythological Era, and it is still before Heavenly Court has not been destroyed. In addition, who is this night, commanding millions of heavenly soldiers, it sounds very powerful, has this person also become an obsession and become a part of the ghost? ”

Wang Xu fell into thought, if this person called Ye was also a part of the ghost, I am afraid that the danger of this ghost was still above his imagination.

After all, Heavenly Court is the well-deserved ruler of the Age of Mythology, which is enough to suppress the hundred races and dominate the world.

Ye Neng served as the chief general of the Dou Department in the Heavenly Court, and his cultivation was the lowest and invincible sage, and he was likely to be a quasi-emperor.

It won't be higher, even in the mythical world, the emperor is not a cat or a dog, everyone is the ruler of the race.

If a group can produce a great emperor, it will be able to gain a firm foothold in the mythological era, and if there are more than three great emperors, it is a strong clan that rules a heavy heaven, just like a master of a realm.

This night, it should be a sage or a quasi-emperor, and the quasi-emperor may be greater, if it is only a sage, it is not a great god in a place like heaven.

"This person called the night won't also turn into an obsession, right? If so, his cultivation can save a few points, don't discount it! Thinking that there might be a ghost comparable to the quasi-emperor, Wang Xu shuddered a little, the quasi-emperor is a quasi-seventh-order, how terrifying a strong person at this level is, he has a deep understanding of the Wuge ancestor.

Rumble!!

Before Wang Xu could think about it any more, a sudden roar interrupted all his thoughts.

Sensing this fluctuation, Wang Xu's face changed greatly: "Mu Yuan Sage! ”