Jiang Cheng even saw the corpses of several refugees in his team in this bazaar full of dead bodies, they should all be those refugees with weak willpower and finally victimized by this beautiful illusion.

Looking at the corpses of the refugees who were bewitched to death by the illusion, Jiang Cheng sighed helplessly. When Jiang Cheng saw through the illusion here, the scene here suddenly changed.

Those dead refugees were originally corpses lying on the ground, but at this moment, they actually stood up strangely, Jiang Cheng knew that what they saw in front of them was an illusion, which was an attack form evolved from the illusion.

Countless refugees covered in blood and rotting limbs got up from the ground, their mouths made uh-uh sounds, their bodies stiffened, and they all rushed towards Jiang Cheng, an outsider, like a group of zombies.

Most of the phantom slaves who are close to Jiangcheng are very low, but they are in groups, and they are superior in number and endlessly, so many phantom slaves attack Jiangcheng together, and the pressure on Jiangcheng is still very great.

The countless life-and-death battles after leaving the customs in the past few days have allowed Jiang Cheng to grasp the second layer of the mystery of the fire wheel slash - ten thousand rounds of fire.

Jiang Cheng pulled out the ancient knife behind his back, the blade was like ink, he let the endless phantom slaves slowly approach him, his expression did not change at all, and all his attention at the moment was concentrated on his left hand.

The vitality in Jiang Cheng's body was surging, and a circle of fire wheels gradually poured out of his arm, condensing on the wrist of his left hand, and the fire wheel evolved into a black bracelet, like the most exquisite work of art in the world.

Jiang Cheng held a knife in his right hand and a bracelet in his left hand, looking at the group of phantom slaves who were slowly approaching, Jiang Cheng added twelve points of caution, the ancient knife in his right hand slashed one after another, slashing several phantom slaves close to his body, and the black bracelet in his left hand also began to undergo subtle changes under the infusion of Jiang Cheng's vitality.

The bracelet was born from two in one life, two to three, and three to ten thousand wheels, and countless steamers were connected by iron cables in mid-air, wrapping Jiangcheng in it. The steamers were connected to each other and floated in mid-air, and the temperature around them instantly heated up.

Jiang Cheng's soul guided countless black fire wheels, overwhelming black fire wheels, like countless sharp arrows floating in mid-air, after Jiang Cheng's order, like thousands of troops and horses who received guidance, they all rushed out in an instant.

Countless steamers swirled in mid-air, like flying saucers, their temperature was extremely high and extremely sharp, and they instantly cut off a large number of phantom slaves.

Countless black wheels of fire were like black bracelets that had been beaten out in circles, hitting the endless phantom slaves, making a tinkling sound, and the sound was like large beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, which was very pleasant to listen to.

Countless phantom slaves were hit by black bracelets, some had their necks cut off, some were pierced through their bodies, and more and more phantom slaves fell and stood up again, as if they were immortal.

Finally, those extremely powerful martial arts phantom slaves quietly came to Jiang Cheng's side, these phantom slaves are very powerful, they are all martial artists of the Dirty Realm, their hands turned into sharp blades, and they attacked Jiang Cheng from three directions.

The countless black wheels of fire suspended around Jiang Cheng clashed with the claws of those phantom slaves, and the sound was like two pieces of steel colliding with each other, grinding into a cloud of sparks.

Jiang Cheng used the second layer of the Fire Wheel Slash to completely contain most of the phantom slaves in the trade market, and his mind turned from one to ten thousand, turning into filaments, controlling the attack and defense of each ring of bracelets.

For a long time, these phantom slaves were unable to break through Jiangcheng's Wanlun defense, Jiangcheng stood in the center of the trade market street, like an undefeated god of war, the fire wheel flew up and down beside him, others came to kill, and the Buddha came to kill the Buddha.

Jiang Cheng started from the bazaar, circled around the suburbs, and fought for an afternoon, Rao is vitality is very rich, but also felt tired.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng has not encountered the terrifying sea phantom worm, and it was not until the sun set that Jiang Cheng came back from the fight, and this whole day of fighting made him find a lot of combat experience in his previous life, which made Jiang Cheng ecstatic.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after Jiang Cheng broke a few illusions, he finally returned to the Xinxin practice room.

At this moment, the singing room was very lively, and the hall on the first floor was full of refugees, Jiang Cheng was deaf and beautiful, and he could already hear the bustling noise inside far away.

It turned out that the pregnant woman was finally about to give birth, she was pregnant and struggling for a long time in the last days, not only malnourished, but also frightened, it was impossible not to give birth prematurely, but Jiang Cheng didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Hearing that the pregnant woman was about to give birth, Jiang Cheng also became a little anxious, and he hurriedly took three steps and made two steps to the hall.

This is the first time that Jiang Cheng appeared in the hall at dinner time, and the hall was crowded with refugees at this moment, almost thousands of people, even outside the singing room, there were also a lot of refugees gathered at this moment, they were all refugees who were arranged by Jiang Cheng to live nearby, because the space in the singing room was really limited, they could only find living space nearby.

The hall was very lively at the moment, and Wang Dabao and the King of Northern Yama were pacing back and forth in the hall, looking very anxious. It wasn't until the two of them saw Jiang Cheng come back that they seemed to have found their backbone.

Wang Yun has a stomachache, it is estimated that she is about to give birth, she has been born prematurely for nearly a month and a half, and I don't know if she can survive this catastrophe. ”

When Wang Dabao saw Jiang Cheng coming back, he hurriedly ran to Jiang Cheng's side and chatted with Jiang Cheng.

"How is she doing? Have you found an obstetrician and gynecologist?" Jiang Cheng grabbed Wang Dabao's clothes and hurriedly asked.

"No, we are recruiting obstetricians and gynaecologists among the refugees, but that is very hopeless. Hearing Wang Dabao say this, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt very speechless, when has this happened, he couldn't even find an obstetrician and gynecologist, Jiang Cheng even began to doubt Wang Dabao and the ability of the Northern Yama King, he felt that it was a very wrong thing to let these two guys be his direct little brothers.

"Now pass my word out, if you can provide clues to the obstetrician and gynecologist, or if there is an obstetrician and gynecologist who volunteered to come and deliver the baby, there will be a hundred insect pills and a top martial soul divine stone. ”

Jiang Cheng's words immediately caused a shock in the refugee group, and they exchanged words with each other, and some even turned to leave, presumably going out to find a doctor.

From time to time, there can be bursts of wails from the mother-to-be on the top floor of the singing room, it seems that it should be in a terrible pain, and the delivery of pregnant women is a very important part of Jiangcheng's entire plan, and it must not be missed.