It may be inaccurate to say that it is a city, because it is a ruin, or ruin.

We walked to the ruins, and to the right of the ruins, there was a cliff that broke down, and there were clouds of smoke below, and the ruins of this ancient castle on the hill could see the glory and majesty of a long time ago, and every brick and stone seemed to have an untold story.

Among those dilapidated houses, there are still countless bones buried, and the bones have turned to ashes, and I don't know how many years have been hidden.

As we walked through it, we looked at all these amazing scenes, and we had the feeling of walking on a thick history, and our mood became heavy inexplicably.

There was a glory here that we can't match, and at a certain historical time, there may have been countless heroes gathered here, and countless thrilling stories have happened, but at this moment, everything has turned to ashes.

I can't help but think of a hundred years from now, a thousand years from now, who in this world can remember those of us who fought on this land?

No, only the land remains, telling the eternal vicissitudes of life.

This piece of ruins is so big that we haven't finished it, and it can be seen that this ruin, at its most glorious, must be a castle that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, ruling a huge territory and population, but unfortunately because of some relationship, it eventually declined, and no one remained.

We found more than a dozen bodies before the most majestic buildings in the ruins.

It's a corpse, not a corpse, I don't know why, these corpses have been preserved intact, like a dried corpse like old bacon, with sparse hair, hands and feet are like people, and the only thing that makes people marvel is that they are tall.

These corpses were all giants over ten meters tall, and even if their bodies shrank after death, the shortest ones were more than nine meters tall.

They huddled beneath the Tallin, and it was terrifying.

Qu Fatsan jumped out of it, broke into it directly, jumped on the heads of those corpses to take a look, and found that these corpses all had three eyes.

The eyes above the forehead are the most intact and jewel-like existence.

Qu Fatsan planned to pry it down, but in the end, the hardness of this dried corpse was defeated, even if he used a measuring ruler, he was not able to pry any eyeballs.

The eyeball is not independent, but has thousands of threads that are mixed into the human body, deeply rooted in it, and if you want to get rid of this eyeball, you must remove the whole corpse.

Perhaps those experts in archaeology and biology would be ecstatic, but Qu Fatsan was obviously not interested in these huge corpses.

Qu Fatsan jumped down and began to study this piece of Tallinn.

The hairy trail stands on guard from a high place.

The more Qu Fatsan looked at it, the more frightened he became, telling us that this area may not be natural, and that after the death of these giants, someone once set up a very evil magic circle here, turning this place into a terrifying corpse breeding ground.

Ordinary zombies have a shallow foundation, but once they become zombies, they can immediately fight one against ten, one against hundred.

But if it is these giants who are born with great strength, I am afraid that it will be even more terrifying.

The consequences are unimaginable.

Hearing Qu Fatsan's answer, we were all worried, and after thinking about it, we definitely destroyed this corpse raising place.

Qu Fatsan said that the core of the evil spirit of these dozen or so stiff and formed corpses lies in the eyes above the forehead, which have melted into minerals, containing the most evil thoughts, and are also the source of power that drives this huge body, and only by digging out these eyeballs and taking them away can we stop all this.

I know this guy's virtue and discipline the most, and I immediately became vigilant, saying that you talk so much, isn't it just greedy for other people's eyes?

Qu Fat shouted three times, saying that in this case, then let us go—if these things do not conflict with us, all things will be over; If it comes out of nowhere, and you do it to us, you can't move with your sword, and the sword will be fruitless, don't blame the adults at that time, I didn't warn you.

He shouted loudly, and the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao pondered for a moment, in the end, he still trusted Qu Fatsan.

He approached the huddled Miki giants, drew his Thunder Sword, and began to look at the overly tall creatures.

Are these people?

With what we know so far, we really can't sort it all out, but one thing we can be sure of is that the other person's body is too hard, almost as hard as a diamond.

And resilience brings tears to the eyes.

I drew the Sword of the Ruined King and swung it at it, only to see no trace of the thing in the sparks.

I took a deep breath, used the sword slashing technique, and calmed my mind.

At that moment, I felt the will of the Sword God King possess this, and my body was full of explosive power, and my hands were raised to the sky, and then I slashed down.

Swish!

The blade of the sword rubbed against the air rapidly, making a burst of explosion, and finally landed on the body, but it was only an inch into the body, and it was difficult to enter it.

Not only that, but the Sword of the Ruined King is still stuck in the muscles, and there is no way to retreat.

This situation made us all suck a breath of cold sweat, and the miscellaneous hair trail couldn't help but applaud when I saw my sword swing just now, but when the final result came out, we couldn't help but sigh.

We are still faced with a bunch of corpses that do not move and pose no threat, and if these corpses turn into zombies and move, how can they still let us chop and chop?

Now I have used the strongest means, but I have not been able to destroy these corpses, if it is really an enemy, I am afraid that it will be called a devastating and unstoppable.

At this time, I began to believe Qu Fatsan's words.

These are bound to be a scourge, and whether or not the man behind the scenes is our enemy, he must be eliminated and this threat nipped.

Just as I was trying to draw my sword, the hairy trail began to move.

He jumped on top of a nearby corpse, then pulled out the thunderbolt and flicked it forward, the tip of the sword spinning like the wind, and after a few seconds, a round ball the size of a winter melon rolled down from above, and he said, "Keep it." ”

Qu Fatsan was overjoyed, and went over to hug the eyeballs.

It was extremely heavy, and even with Qu Fatsan's brute strength, it was a little difficult to pick it up, but he didn't complain, but hugged it, and then put it into his own Kongtong stone.

A few minutes later, Miscellaneous Trail picked out a second eyeball.

This eyeball was even bigger than the one before, and when petrified, it looked like a gemstone, and it was of different colors, green, red, and gold.

With the movement of the miscellaneous hair trail, one after another eyeballs were picked out for him, I didn't care about drawing the sword, I stepped forward to look, only to find that above the thunder punishment of the miscellaneous hair trail, there was a seven-colored rainbow-like light floating at the tip of the sword, and this light can cut everything, under the skillful swordsmanship of the miscellaneous hair trail, the eyeballs that Qu Fat could not pry off with a measuring ruler were taken down one by one.

This method is simply shocking.

I have known from beginning to end that the miscellaneous hair trail is very strong, and as the world-famous Maoshan master, it is definitely not within my reach, but after a series of changes, I vaguely feel that I may have the strength to fight with these top masters in the world.

Now that I look closely, I realize that I am still too far from the level of the miscellaneous hairy path.

The essence is the foundation, and it is not so easy to catch up.

A total of sixteen eyeballs, it took us more than an hour to finally get them done, Qu Fatsan put all the eyeballs into the Kongtong stone, and then hung it on his neck contentedly.

And after all this, he was sweating like pulp, panting, and obviously not lightly affected.

With that out of the way, we decided to get out of here.

Walking down the hill, when we reached the pass, we saw a shed built there, which was supposed to be the product of recent decades, and in which were some sacrificial supplies.

Someone has been here and worshipped the ruins.

In this case, if you go back, you may be able to find the scattered tribes and people, and then finally find Lu Zuo and his party.

With a clear goal, we were all very excited, but Qu Fatsan didn't seem to be in a hurry.

He told us that Zhang Liyun had told us that he had talked about this ruin, and that this place was still a long time away from the hinterland of Cha Yingba Co.

In the meantime, there are countless dangers, too anxious to hurry, and ignore the crisis around him, so it is easy to die before he can get out of the school, and the hero will be full of tears.

It used to be a big battlefield, and the terrain was extremely unstable, so it was impossible to use the art of escaping.

So we have to be cautious, cautious, and cautious.

We are the only hope for Lu Zuo's recovery, and for this, we must save ourselves so that we can save others.

For Qu Fatsan's calmness, I and Zamao Xiaodao both agreed, but it was still necessary to hurry, we continued to walk in the direction of the east, and so we walked for another half a day, but just after walking through a wilderness full of sulfur and poisonous gas, suddenly from the direction of the ancient city ruins, there was a roar of anger that was not human-like.

We are at least a hundred miles away from there, and the fact that we can still hear such a majestic roar from such a distance can only explain one point.

That guy is terrifyingly powerful.

Who could it be?

Don't guess, it must be the guy who refining the corpse in the ruins of the ancient city, for those giant zombies, it doesn't know how many years it spent, and in the end it was destroyed, and the hatred in his heart may be as strong as it is.

Miscellaneous Trail glanced at us, sighed, and said we were in trouble.