Everyone is welcome to visit us, please remember the address of this site: ,, so that you can read the latest chapters of "I Am a Corpse" at any time...

With a calm face, I flew through the air with Yuan Tiangang and the three old turtles towards the new World Trade Center.

Yuan Tiangang and the old turtle flew very slowly. I slowed down most of the time before they could catch up.

"Yang Yun, don't be sad, An Yalin can survive and banish her in exile is already the safest way at the moment, staying in New York City, there is danger at any time."

Yuan Tiangang's speed climbed, flew to my side and said.

"New York City is protected by a mysterious shroud?" I was expressionless," that is. No one can leave New York City, and can only passively endure the unknown omen. ”

"So, Anyarin is the safest at the moment." The old turtle nodded.

"I will definitely end this road against the sky as soon as possible!" My speed skyrocketed, leaving Yuan Tiangang and the old turtle far away.

"Hey, you're walking so fast, where can we keep up!" Yuan Tiangang yelled at my back.

"Time is pressing, I will enter the City of the Dead first, you will naturally know how to enter when you arrive at the new World Trade Center, and when you enter the City of the Dead, we will meet."

I dropped a word, and then my bone wings shook wildly, turning into a flash of blood, and disappeared from their sight.

"Paralyzed, what does he mean by this, does he think we are dragging him back?" The old turtle was shocked.

"Obviously, it is. White-eyed wolf, dog's day. Yuan Tiangang had a dark face and took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket.

"Don't worry, let's fly slowly, anyway, it's soy sauce."

"I like your strategizing, unchanging temperament." The old turtle smiled lewdly.

"I rubbed it, I thought we were being lazy. It turns out that this is called strategizing, and I like this idiom. Then let's knock on the melon seeds and continue to strategize! ”

Yuan Tiangang was stunned for a moment, then his brows stretched, and his facial features were squeezed into a chrysanthemum with a smile.

I don't know what happened here with Yuan Tiangang and Lao Gui, I just thought they were desperately hurrying.

It takes 7 minutes to fly from the hotel to the new World Trade Center at full speed, and I was not idle on the way, my strength was consumed in the space node of the suppression army, and only 10% was left.

At this moment, there are two groups of ghost domain essences floating in my palms, and they are rapidly refining the ghost domain essence, and the ghost domain essences of the two inferior ghost kings are enough for me to restore my energy to the peak state.

The energy in the monk's body is either contained in the dantian or in the sea of divine consciousness. I want to make a ghost realm. It is necessary to use energy as an intermediary, and the more energy you have, the more you can maximize the power of the ghost domain.

The closer I got to the new World Trade Center, the more terrifying the energy fluctuations became, and I hadn't seen the New World Trade Center yet, but I saw the dense monks in the sky.

Most of these monks are mutants, all of them are elites, and their cultivation is at least a high-level ghost master.

There was also a terrifying aura on the ground, and because of the black fog, I couldn't see clearly, and my mind swept past, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

"It's really all here!"

Mutants, Aliens, Mechanics, Cybabics, and other beings I don't recognize, all entrenched in this place, as if waiting for something.

It's 2 kilometers away from the new World Trade Center, and as you can imagine, the road ahead and the airspace are also full of monks.

"Some come here for their own lives, and some for opportunities."

I was suspended in the air, looking at the vast scene, and couldn't help but shake my head, at this time, the two ghost realm essences in my hands had been completely refined by me.

My energy has also returned to its peak, my body is full of strength, and my spirit is twisted together.

This should be regarded as a peripheral area, and there are some monks with low cultivation, and their cultivation is low, so they naturally come slowly, so they came very late.

My arrival shook half of the sky, naturally attracting the attention of countless monks, who were at most the strength of a medium ghost general, and they couldn't help but feel terrified when they saw me causing such a terrifying momentum.

"Huh," I ignored them, my bony wings flapping, and I flew into the depths.

"Vampires?" The monks were dumbfounded, and my bony wings made them think I was a vampire.

"Didn't all the vampires of New York City shrink into the capital of the dead? Could it be the vampires of other cities who have come to destroy the undead capital against the sky? ”

Many monks are gossiping, and these cultivators are weak, and the most they can do is to see the excitement or be cannon fodder.

2 kilometers away, usually I only need 10 breaths of time, I have to shuttle, but today's situation, obviously not.

The air was filled with monks, and the road was all crowded. There are mutants with wings, mechanical cyboids with ignition thrusters at their feet, and some adepts who are proficient in elemental control. Chastity anti-garbage.

There are 300,000 monks gathered here, at least this number is only my rough estimate, and New York City is not very large, so it is reasonable to say that there could not be so many monks.

However, although monks and ordinary people intersect, after all, they are still two worlds, and each force will open up an independent interdimensional space in this space to cultivate monks of its own power.

It's like a mutant birdman, in the space above the clouds, there is a different dimensional space, and I can't guess how many monks there are in the space.

Near the new World Trade Center, within a radius of 4 kilometers, the black fog is getting thicker and thicker, but the monk doesn't have to use his eyes to see things, he can see clearly with a sweep of his mind.

The black fog only has a slight blocking effect on the mind, with the strength of my soul, this black fog is the same with or without, and I can see things clearly anyway.

"Be low-key and don't get their attention." I shrank my bony wings into my body, and then suppressed my power over the superior ghost general.

At this time, each group of monks already has a leader, and the same force will also divide into several divided groups, and the leader of each group is a ghost king.

It's like mutants, I looked down from the air, and I saw all kinds of mutants on the ground, some were covered with brown and yellow hair, some were burly, some had sharp teeth growing from the corners of their mouths, and there were many, many branches, each of which was about 1,000 in number, and the leaders were all ghost kings with powerful breaths.

Different forces usually have large and small grievances, but at this moment, all the forces are not in the river, so quietly arrayed, looking in the direction of the new World Trade Center from afar, and the murderous aura on their bodies rises.

These are already the main forces.

My figure slowly skimmed across the sky, energy fluctuating faintly and not attracting their attention.

Along the way, I also spotted a lot of monks with terrifying breaths, some of them hiding in the midst of loose cultivation, and they were inconspicuous. Some are the leaders of large and small forces.

Finally, six minutes later, I saw the new World Trade Center building, and I was horrified by what I saw.

On the new World Trade Center building, there are countless chains that extend from the roof of the new World Trade Center building to the bottom, and finally take root in the ground.

A huge building is just bound by dense chains.

"Holy!" My eyes widened, "Such a long chain? Make no mistake! That's an exaggeration! ”

Directly above the building, the wind and clouds are changing, the black clouds are swirling, they are slowly turning, and in the central part of the black clouds, there are terrifying thunder and lightning accumulating, and I am terrified to see it.

"Zizi," in the center of the black cloud, from time to time scattered thunderbolts struck the New World Trade Center building, and then the thunder and lightning wrapped around the chains, and were guided into the ground along the long chains.

"Boom," the lightning slashed from time to time, striking the building, staining the entire building with tiny blue-purple arcs of light.

The whole city of New York was plunged into darkness, only here, it was bright, but this light was the light of thunder and lightning, beautiful but deadly!

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the surface of the new World Trade Center shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding space, and the scene was extremely terrifying, and the terrifying coercion shook every monk.

After a short period of panic, I regained my composure, and all the people gathered here were elites, all of them were really strong.

There was an invisible light shield in the air, enveloping the 5-kilometer radius of the new World Trade Center, and I could sense countless powerful breaths inside the light mask.

"Whew," I was about to enter the mask as soon as my figure flashed.

"Where did you come from?" Suddenly, a disdainful voice rang in my ears.