Boom!

The divine light reflected in the air converged, and all visions disappeared, leaving only eight people sitting on the futon.

Now that he has arrived at this place, Xu Le will not stop, calmly stepping into the void, coming to everyone, and can't help but let the eight people take a look.

While they were looking at Xu Le, Xu Le was also observing them, the eight people were men and women, old and young, they seemed to represent all beings in the world, representing birth, old age, sickness and death.

He Xiangu, who was sitting on the far left and holding a lotus flower, was really as beautiful and moving as the legend, like a lotus flower out of the water, and the others did not have much way out of the legend.

Xu Le looked around, made a mockery, and said, "Poor Dao Mystery, I've seen all Taoist friends!" ”

"Lan Caihe!" "Zhongli Quan!"

"He Erniang!" "Cao Yan!"

"Lu Dongbin!" "Zhang Guo!"

"Han Xiang!" "Li Xuan!"

The eight of them got up together and saluted back, "I've seen Daoyou!" ”

A futon appeared under Xu Le out of thin air, Xu Le calmly sat down cross-legged, and asked the eight people, "Daoist friends blocked my way, why did you come here?" ”

The eight of them glanced at each other and let out an inexplicable laugh, among which Lu Dongbin was the first to speak: "This matter is not in a hurry, we might as well sit down and talk about it, and exchange our cultivation feelings!" ”

Xu Le knew that they were deliberately selling Guanzi, but he was not in a hurry to evacuate at any time, and he was also more interested in Lu Dongbin's proposal, after all, exchanging cultivation insights with eight powerhouses at the level of the Dao could point out the direction for Xu Le's path and avoid many detours.

Xu Le naturally would not refuse this kind of good deed, and replied with a smile: "Good! ”

There is no so-called vision of heaven and earth, there is no golden lotus from the sky, and the earth gushes with golden springs, only ordinary and insipid exchanges, which confirm each other.

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In the desert of Howling Wind City, the original scene of humans as slaves has disappeared, and all the key positions outside the city are guarded by black shadow soldiers, and the city is patrolled by samurai legions to manage order in the city.

Although the management is stricter than during the previous reign of Howling Wind, the city as a whole does not want to be lifeless as before.

Cities are no longer filled with human slaves carrying goods and building palaces for Howling Wind, but under the pressure of great labor intensity, they have to worry about whether they will be eaten as food by demons at any time.

It is normal for sons to see their fathers being eaten, and mothers to see their daughters being eaten, and not only can they not be angry or resist, but they also have to endure terror and bury the bones of their relatives, like the most humble grass mustard.

Originally, they thought that they had just changed their masters, but they didn't expect that this new Shadow King not only did not eat people, but was more inclined to rule, and sent terrifying-looking Black Shadow Warriors to clean up the vicious beasts around them and began to arrange for them to farm.

"Bull warrior, this is not a dream!"

Parker, dressed in burlap, couldn't help but ask his companion who was working beside him.

His companion was a bald man who also wore a bull head mask, it was the bull warrior, and in response to Parker's question, he continued to wave the hoe in his hand, and replied without looking back: "The Lord of Shadows is a benevolent monarch, he doesn't need our flesh and blood offerings, what we need to do now is to work well and don't let him think that we are lazy bugs!" Don't talk about it, the Black Shadow is here! ”

Parker turned his head to see a Dark Ninja walking past with a notepad, stopping in front of each working human to rate the seriousness of their work, which would determine the food they were allotted.

The more serious the work, the more efficient the work, the more food will be distributed, and vice versa, and strong people such as Niu Warriors can exchange food for two servings, so it is naturally sought after among humans.

Where there are people, there is class, class consciousness runs through the entire human civilization, and even wild beasts follow class, whether it is the modern era that advocates democracy or the ape-man period, capable people will be sought after, and in ancient times, ape-people who could get a lot of food would have a very high status and have the right to mate, and the same is true in modern society wrapped in the cloak of civilization, but from food to money and power.

The streets are no longer empty, or only demons can walk, and more and more humans are now taking to the streets to start the most basic trade.

Since most of the civilization created before was erased by the Holy Lord through the history books of time, people's trade was still the easiest way to barter.

A group of mothers and daughters walked the streets, exchanging their treasured herbs with vendors for some daily necessities, especially salt, which is one of the necessities of life.

The woman had just put away her belongings, and the corners of her clothes were pulled, so she had to pick up the things, lowered her head and asked softly, "Xiaorou, what's wrong?" ”

The girl's eyes widened, and she pointed to the sky with her trembling fingers and said, "Green-skinned monster ......"

"Greenskin?"

The woman hurriedly turned her head and looked in the direction pointed by the little girl, and on the edge of the blue sky, a large number of green figures were getting closer and closer.

The woman's pupils narrowed, and she saw the appearance of the objects, which were a group of green dragons, lizard-like appearance, with a pair of huge wings, spitting sulfur-scented flames in the air, and the murderous dragon's eyes staring greedily at the humans on the ground.

"The dragon is coming!"

The woman exclaimed, picked up the little girl, and ran in the direction of home, and the others heard the woman's voice and saw the group of hideous monsters that were rapidly approaching.

"That's the Holy Lord's family Wyvern, it must be the Holy Lord who avenged the Howling Wind Monarch! What to do, the Lord of Shadows is hurting us! ”

The panicked crowd suddenly shouted loudly, making the originally frightened crowd more and more panicked, no matter when, there are people trying to gain benefits from the suffering of others, so there will be a large number of traitors during the Anti-Japanese War, and as the most inferior human beings, there will naturally be no shortage of traitors.

The middle-aged man saw that his words worked, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, originally he was the small leader that the Whistling Wind Monarch used to manage the human race, but after the Shadow King came, he now became an ordinary person, bidding farewell to glory and wealth.

From thrift to luxury, from luxury to frugality, his purpose at this time is to cause a riot and then ask the Holy Lord for credit, continue to be his little leader, and squeeze mankind to please the devil.

"The Holy Lord is invincible, and the Lord of Shadows is ......"

Before he could finish shouting a word, the shuriken of the cold light pierced through his eyebrows, and he saw that the person who was not inciting the crowd was gone, and the others slowly quieted down under the management of the Dark Shadow Warrior, although they were still afraid in their hearts, but they dispersed to the other side of the city under the orderly management.

At this time, in addition to the flying dragons in the sky, fierce water surged on the desert, and countless fishmen with weapons in their hands stepped on the water.