It is said that this is a ruin, because it looks like the remains of an ancient city, and from the traces left by the mottled city walls, it can be inferred that this place must have experienced an unimaginable war, and I don't know how many people died here.

However, Song Zhe, who was mentally sharp, immediately noticed that something was wrong, there seemed to be other energy fluctuations here!

Although his entire strength was sealed, the most basic perception was still there.

Because it was sealed, he couldn't take out any weapons from the ring at all, and the silver dragon naturally couldn't bring it out.

After thinking about it, Song Zhe still walked into the city along the city gate.

He felt that he had invisibly passed through a barrier, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed drastically.

The dilapidated city was suddenly full of life, people were walking on the streets, vendors were hawking on the roadside, girls in Qinglou were snickering on the railing, and many thin-faced scholars suddenly hid their faces and fled.

That's the breath of life.

"This little brother, give me something to eat, I haven't eaten for three days." An old woman dressed in scruffy clothes stopped in front of Song Zhe with a crutch and a broken bowl in her hand.

It is clear that this is a beggar.

Song Zhe looked at the old woman coldly, first of all, he had no money on him, all the money was in the ring, and now he couldn't open the ring, everything was in vain. Secondly, it is clear that none of these things are living people, they are most likely ghosts or something, and really, there is no need to deal with them.

The only thing that made Song Zhe a little puzzled was that he had clearly seen that this was an illusion, and everything around him was fake, why couldn't he break it?

Seeing that Song Zhe didn't pay attention to her, the old woman said again: "This little brother, give me something to eat, I haven't eaten for three days." ”

Song Zhe frowned, turned around and walked to other places, he wanted to see what kind of tricks these things were playing.

"This little brother, give me something to eat, I haven't eaten for three days." The old woman said for the third time, and her figure appeared in front of Song Zhe again.

This time, Song Zhe's already little patience was suddenly exhausted.

Being sealed by that unprovoked existence has made him depressed enough, but this ghost thing is still so ignorant of current affairs. Just as he is a bully? Even if his strength is sealed, his body is also tempered by thousands of tempers, and these things are still not in sight.

"Get out!" Song Zhe's eyes widened angrily, and he slapped the old woman's head, directly blasting her head.

Song Zhe even felt that a vague breath floated towards him and integrated into his body, but his body did not feel any discomfort.

It's something like a property bar, and it flashes a few times in the task completion progress column, and the progress is still 0%.

Song Zhe ignored the old woman who dissipated like smoke, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he seemed to have found a way to complete the task!

Looking at the frightened pedestrians around him, the corners of Song Zhe's mouth gradually hooked up a trace of arc, and with a cruel laugh, Song Zhe opened his bow left and right, and rushed towards the crowd fiercely, whether they knew it or not, whether they were men, women or children, Song Zhe gave them a slap.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Song Zhe's strength is 12, which means that he has the strength of 12 adults, and no one in this slap can resist his attack.

Corpses were suddenly left on the street, and the smell of blood filled the air.

The pedestrians screamed in horror, and the women in the Qinglou who were snickering on the railing just now couldn't laugh anymore, they were so frightened that they closed the windows, and through the windows they could see that there were people inside, and the screams were endless.

Song Zhe moved his muscles and bones, to be honest, he didn't know how long he hadn't fought like this, although his strength was sealed, which made him very insecure, but this kind of fist-to-flesh battle felt so cool!

"Come on, aren't you going to kill me, come on, come and kill me!" On the street, Song Zhe stood alone in the center, covered in red bloodstains.

The bodies of the pedestrians who fell in pools of blood were dissipating, and a stream of breath drifted towards Song Zhe, and his task completion progress bar was flickering wildly, but the number 0 was unchanged.

"Not enough, not enough!" Song Zhe shouted, dodged the long knives in the hands of the patrol officers and soldiers, and killed into the crowd.

With the blessing of weapons, Song Zhe killed these ghost things faster, as if he was cutting wheat!

Twelve times the strength, coupled with 99 physical strength, made Song Zhe invincible.

If it were someone else, he would be overwhelmed by a large crowd sooner or later, but Song Zhe was too experienced in combat, and he regarded the army as nothing.

For something of this level, there is no difference between hitting one and hitting a group.

"Kill!" Song Zhe burst into a shout, and the long knife slashed a trace, cutting down several ghost soldiers in front of him to the ground.

Seeing Song Zheshen blocking and killing gods, and demons blocking and killing demons, the ghost soldiers who rushed in the follow-up gradually became timid, and their crazy momentum slowed down.

At this moment, a gloomy and cold aura enveloped the battlefield, and a burly general wearing golden armor and two meters tall jumped out. He pulled out the heavy sword at his waist and pointed it at Song Zhe.

Song Zhe was carrying a long knife full of gaps, and the other party gave him a certain amount of pressure, this golden armor general is definitely not simple.

However, it's not simple, it's the same as the soul of his sword!

Song Zhe was stunned, and the people had already rushed towards General Jinjia.

General Jin Jia wielded a heavy sword, and a sword fiercely slashed towards Song Zhe's trajectory.

This is a prediction, and it is clear that this thing must have experienced a hundred battles in its lifetime.

Song Zhe could have avoided it, and he also expected that General Jin Jia would make such a move, but he wanted to test the power of this thing.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the heavy sword slammed into the ground, leaving a small pit in the ground, and the stone slabs shattered into hundreds of pieces, some of which were splashed everywhere by the bumps.

Song Zhe reluctantly left the long knife with only the hilt on the ground.

The half-centimeter-thick long knife could not withstand the force of the heavy sword at all, and it shattered at that time.

However, Song Zhe also roughly figured out the general situation of the Golden General's strength, which should be able to reach 10.

"It's kind of interesting, I don't know if I can make a change in the progress of my mission if I kill you." Without weapons, Song Zhe still did not coerce.

After living for so long, if he couldn't even take a dead thing with his bare hands, he wouldn't have the face to live in the world.

Song Zhe dodged the heavy sword of the Golden Armor General with a vigorous body, and at the moment when the opponent's strength was exhausted, Song Zhe put one hand on his wrist and twisted it hard.

Click!

The Golden Armor General's wrist suddenly cracked, and his bones shattered.

Then, at the same time as the Jinjia General roared, he jumped up on the spot, smashed his jaw with a punch, smashed his mouth crookedly, and his teeth could be broken, and then Song Zhe grabbed the opponent's arm, climbed onto the opponent's body, hugged the opponent's head with both hands, and then pulled it out hard.

Just like pulling a radish, General Jinjia's head was directly cut off by Song Zhe.

Bang!

The Golden Armor General, who had lost his head, knelt on the ground, and there was no movement, and soon, a breath that was far thicker than other miscellaneous fish floated towards Song Zhe and merged into his body.

It seems that Song Zhe's killing of General Jin Jia has had an impact here, and the surrounding scenery shook for a while, and it was a lot more illusory for a while.

However, it's not over yet.

An even more gloomy breath came from a distance, and the pedestrians who had fled in panic suddenly quieted down, and they trembled and slowly knelt down in that direction, as if begging for something.

"It's kind of interesting." Song Zhe casually grabbed the giant sword left behind by General Jin Jia and strode towards the city.

Without the Yin soldiers to stop him, Song Zhe soon came to a relatively spacious mansion.

Opposite Song Zhe, there sat a graceful woman, she was wearing a white veil, and the curve of her body loomed under the white veil, giving people infinite temptation and association. Her eyes are like autumn water, and her skin is like agar......

The atmosphere was originally quite beautiful, but it was directly interrupted by Song Zhe rudely.

Bang!

Song Zhe smashed the giant sword on the ground and shouted: "Come, fight with me, if you win, naturally there is nothing to say, but if I win, I will be broken into ten thousand pieces!" ”

The breath on the woman's body, who originally had the aura of a fairy, was suddenly suffocated, and Song Zhe's operation completely exceeded her expectations.

A normal male creature, doesn't he always look like he wants to eat her when he sees her, why is this person different?

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Song Zhe didn't bother to talk nonsense, he carried the giant sword, squatted, exerted force, and left a few cracks on the floor, and then, with the sound of the wind, the giant sword fell from the sky and slashed at the woman with a sword.

The woman was furious, and with a wave of her sleeves, a special energy gathered in her hand, and then she met the giant sword.

It's not that she doesn't want to dodge, she just can't.

Song Zhe's attack was too tricky for them, and if they wanted to dodge, they were a bit of a fool's dream.

While!

The giant sword let out a tremor, and Song Zhe took a few steps back, looking at the woman who was still in place with some surprise.

He didn't keep his hand just now, but he didn't expect to be blocked so easily by the other party.

The woman in white was also shocked, her palms hidden in her sleeves were trembling, just now, she seemed to be in place, and the wind lightly blocked Song Zhe's attack, in fact, she almost endured most of the force, only a small part was unloaded to the ground by her, and the chair she was sitting on, her four legs had sunk into the ground.

"Come again!"

The physical strength of 99 made Song Zhe's recovery ability super strong, and his arm, which was a little numb just now, was already healed at this time.

Looking at the fierce mess Song Zhe, the woman in white was a little stunned.

The revival of aura has only begun for a month, and her strength has not yet recovered.

Bang!

The sound of a greatsword slashing on the ground.

While!

The sound of a woman in white colliding with a giant sword.

Bang!

The sound of houses and walls collapsing.

Song Zhe was like a humanoid beast, carrying a giant sword about the same height as him, and smashed it here.

The figure of the woman in white dodged left and right, and her originally condensed body began to slowly become thinner.

I don't know what material this giant sword is made of, it's quite easy to use, and it's been smashed for so long, and there is no gap.

The roar continued to sound in the ancient city, and the many undead kneeling in the street trembled with the sound of action.

Finally, after more than half an hour of hard work, Song Zhe slashed at the woman in white with a sword, and the powerful force directly slapped her into a meat patty.

However, Song Zhe did not gain that special aura.

In other words, there is a good chance that the other party is not dead.

After waiting for a while, the body of the woman in white gradually dissipated, leaving nothing in place, and the illusion around her was still the same, and there were no other changes.

Touching his chin, Song Zhe muttered: "It seems that this thing is just a spirit body, and if you want to solve it completely, you still need to find her core, that is, the body that carries her soul activities." This ancient city has been here for some years, and its core must be in the ancient city. ”

Song Zhe was not afraid of trouble, and since he confirmed the goal, he began to take action.

Carrying a giant sword, he centered on the land and began to dig and destroy frantically around it.

His strength is strong enough, and his physical strength is extraordinary, and it is a bit nonsense to want to drag him down.

Maintaining this high-speed grave digging work, he could do it for days in one go.

The surrounding undead looked at Song Zhe who was frantically demolishing the house in a daze, and he couldn't bend for a while.

They are different from the woman in white, the woman in white has the ancient city as her backing, it can be said that as long as the ancient city is not destroyed, she is an immortal existence. Now, Song Zhe is like a wild bull frantically destroying the ancient city, or it won't be long before the moment when the ancient city collapses, it will be the time for the woman in white to die.

From the heart, they actually hoped that Song Zhe could destroy the ancient city, and the woman in white detained their souls after death again, wantonly enslaved them, tortured them, and they were the tools of the other party's fun.

If Song Zhe can kill the woman in white, they will be relieved.

With a loud bang, the mansion of the woman in white was completely in ruins.

Song Zhe held a giant sword in his right hand and a mace found in the mansion in his left hand, and opened his bow left and right, smashing whatever he saw.

The so-called fierce gods and evil spirits are like this.

"Come on, coercion, me! If you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will tear you down and destroy your house! The entire ancient city was filled with Song Zhe's arrogant shouts.

Seriously, where would the woman in white dare to appear again.

Looking at Song Zhe's posture, he is completely a madman, a freak who trains his brain to his muscles.

She opened the illusion and planned to let the other party go, but this thing just didn't leave, and she had to fight again.

It is true that the ancient city is her support, but every time she condenses the spirit body, the consumption of strength is not small. The battle just now caused a lot of trauma to her soul, and it is impossible to create a spirit body in a short period of time.

Song Zhe smashed down more than a dozen houses, he glanced around with a murderous gaze, and said angrily: "Don't you come out?" If you don't come out, then Lao Tzu won't leave! ”

He dragged his giant sword and mace, rushed to the towering and imposing city wall, and with all his strength, he faced the city wall.

The woman in white was overjoyed when she saw Song Zhe so fierce.

This city wall is her support, and it is also a magic weapon, which cannot be destroyed by brute force alone, and when the time comes, the counterattack of the magic weapon will definitely make Song Zhe unable to eat and walk around!

Click!

Song Zhe helplessly found that his hand bone was broken.

However, it doesn't matter, at least he left traces on the city wall, isn't it just a pair of hands, he used his strength and cut off his hands directly.

With super vitality, limb regeneration is only a second.

(End of chapter)