With a flash of light, Yang Xiaomu landed on the street, and without thinking about it, he also knew that he had arrived, the Ge Prison City recorded on the ancient map.

His appearance did not attract anyone's attention, because the wide old streets were empty.

There is no one, no life, it is like a dead city.

Yang Xiaomu looked at the surrounding environment, the sky was gray and there was no sunlight, but in the endless high sky, there were terrifying fluctuations.

This kind of terrifying fluctuation is beyond the reach of even the Supreme Being, but there is not the slightest will contained in it, just like the power exuded by some powerful existence after death.

All kinds of buildings, large and small, including the wide ground, are also made of gray-brown stone materials, but Yang Xiaomu reached out and touched it, but it looked like some kind of fossil.

Such a huge city, all of which were built of some kind of bone fossils, Yang Xiaomu felt incredible for his thoughts.

"The breath of a living person, how long has it been since I saw it!" But suddenly, a voice appeared behind him without warning.

Yang Xiaomu looked back suddenly, and saw a thin old man silently appearing behind him, closing his eyes, and taking a deep breath greedily and intoxicated.

Yang Xiaomu's pupils shrank suddenly.

What shocked him was not the cultivation of the other party's division, but on the body of the person who came, he couldn't feel the slightest breath of life, and even in his heart, there was a large transparent hole, as if it was a heart that had been shattered by someone with a punch, but the blood stains had long since dried up.

"Who are you?" Yang Xiaomu asked. After asking him, he regretted it, what a idiot this question.

"Who am I? Oh, yes! Who am I! The old man opened his eyes suddenly, revealing gray-white pupils, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a grim smile, "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know everything about you, it will become my ration, maybe in a few hundred years, you will become the same existence as me." No, I've eaten all your flesh, how can you still have a chance to become the living dead! ”

As soon as he spoke, the old man had already made a move, and his thin claws instantly turned black, accompanied by bursts of screaming sounds, like ghost claws.

"Humph! Bite off more than one can chew! Yang Xiaomu snorted coldly, and then a punch was blasted out, clean and neat, without any fancy at all.

Bang!

The old man was blown up at once!

Not bad! It was blown up, and there was not a trace of blood on the broken flesh, and soon it was like quicksand blown away by the wind, and it was wiped out.

However, in his skull, Yang Xiaomu still sensed a trace of life breath, but it also quickly dissipated into nothingness.

"How can it be so weak! It feels like an empty shell, with empty cultivation, but the actual combat power is a fourth-order martial artist. Yang Xiaomu was a little surprised, he didn't plan to kill the other party at all, after all, there were still many things to interrogate, but even so, he was still blown up by a punch.

Brush brush brush

But at this moment, a team of people came from the street.

When he got closer, Yang Xiaomu's face was even more shocked.

These people's eyes were gray, without any breath of life, and their bodies were also fatally wounded, or their hearts were shattered, or half of their heads were blown off, and their brains were like dried tofu in their dry brains. The weapons in his hands are all rusty, obviously after many years, but he can still vaguely tell that they were all divine weapons back then.

"It's actually an S-class armor!"

The leader is a middle-aged man, Wu Zong's cultivation, wearing brass battle armor, the formation pattern of Mu Ke has not yet dissipated, except for a hole in his chest, it is still well preserved.

"Hand over the protection money!" The middle-aged man licked his dry lips with a grim smile on his face.

"Protection money?" Yang Xiaomu was stunned, it was really strange that there were many things every year, especially this year, he didn't expect that he would have to pay protection money one day.

"It's your flesh and blood!" The middle-aged man's face was even more sinister.

As his words fell, everyone attacked desperately, as if they were seeing fragrant dumplings.

"your grandma's legs!"

Yang Xiaomu grinned, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, although these people look very strong, but they have already dried up their qi and blood, and they can't exert any strength at all, no one is his enemy at all, and if a punch is thrown, someone will be wiped out.

After only a few breaths, only the middle-aged man was left.

"It's been a long time since I've seen anyone alive, it's really nostalgic." Suddenly, a figure flashed from the street, and in a few flashes it was already in front of it.

The person who came was an old man who couldn't see his age, his eyes flashed with green light, and unlike the others, he could sense the vigorous qi and blood in his body.

A real sixth-order martial sect!

"Oh, finally a decent one!" Although the other party was a sixth-order martial sect, Yang Xiaomu didn't care much.

"Tut-tut, it's been a long time since I've seen a real person!" The occasional flickering green light in the old man's eyes made people very uncomfortable, "I remember the last time I saw a living person, ten years ago or twenty years ago?" It seems to be called Ren Tianxing, right? Ay! I can't remember it anymore. ”

"Let the sky go!" Yang Xiaomu's eyes flashed.

"Do you know this person?" The old man asked.

"Why didn't you go out?" Yang Xiaomu did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Get out? Why go out! It's not about delivering food to that crocodile! How can it be comfortable here, there is a group of living dead people on errands, and no one can disobey me! The old man smiled strangely, "As long as I don't go to the desolate ancient corpse outside the city, I am the master here, whether it is a human being or a living dead, you must obey my orders, otherwise you will die." For so many years, there have been many monks in the foundation building period who strayed into this place, but unfortunately they are all too disobedient, just like the one in front of me, like you back then, was also a third-order foundation building period, but unfortunately he was disobedient, I could only dig out his heart. Half of it is used to make soup, and half of it is roasted and eaten, and the human heart is really delicious. ”

The old man's face was full of intoxication, but when he spoke, his hand was unambiguous, and with the destruction of the war knife in his hand, the middle-aged man was neatly split in half, and it completely dissipated in just a breath.

"Demigods!" Looking at the war knife in the old man's hand, Yang Xiaomu said that if he was not surprised, it was impossible.

You must know that the grade of a demigod is far above that of an imitation artifact, in other words, it is an artifact that fails for some reason in the process of casting. Of course, it is also possible that the artifact has been downgraded and has become a demigod because it has suffered a heavy blow.

In any case, being able to possess a demigod weapon is quite a remarkable thing, even if it is a top genius such as Leng Shui Mo, Meng Yubing, and Xiao Changge, there is no demigod weapon in his hand.

Of course, Yang Xiaomu's Mixed World Demon Sword must be in the category of artifacts, although he only unlocked the sixfold prohibition in it, but in terms of quality and power, it is stronger than a demigod weapon.

"Are you a threat?" Yang Xiaomu, who soon regained his composure, seemed to be smiling, with a posture of being a bamboo in his chest.

"If you want to die, this is a threat!" The old man's eyes flashed and he said.

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