That day, Xiao Xu was stimulated by Vivian saying that he didn't have the strength to run away with her now, and he retreated for about ten days, which was already the longest time he had retreated, but his cultivation had hardly made any progress, Xu Qian sighed helplessly: "It seems that I am not the kind of person who is suitable for closed-door cultivation, I have to go out for a walk." But where to go? ”

Hongmeng Continent is not familiar with the place of life, and he has no friends, he can't help but think of the rangers in the Chinese martial arts novels, wandering around the rivers and lakes when they have nothing to do, and then they will make a righteous move when they see injustice on the road, and achieve a good reputation. No, no, no, what does he want to be famous, what he wants is labor! Such a large vein, now so many people are digging it, although they are all monks are strong, compared to those miners, they are also one as ten, but the number is too small.

Soon, he took Shanshan out alone to walk the rivers and lakes.

When ghosts continue to appear in the tripartite world of the earth, the blue starfish and the orc continent, a mysterious man surnamed Ye has also appeared in the Hongmeng Continent. It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that this person is jealous and hateful, and he is decisive, whenever he encounters injustice, no matter what the other party is, he will not beep a few words before fighting like others, and he will solve it directly, the most frightening thing is that the people who are with him are not seen in life and death in the end, and some people speculate that those people were killed by him and even the corpses were turned into nothingness. The things in the world are more and more unreliable, and later, Xu Qian was shaped by the good deeds into the image of a big demon king who eats people and does not spit out bones, and ignores his original intention of hoeing the strong and helping the weak. In the end, Xu Qian failed to get a good name, but he fell into the name of "Swallowing Demon", Xu Qian could only smile bitterly at this, anyway, he also cultivated the magic book, called him "Demon", and it seemed that he had not wronged him.

A medium-sized city called Liyang in the Tang Empire ushered in the greatest catastrophe in the city's history.

In broad daylight, I don't know where a large number of ghosts poured out, killing people when they saw them, and they were unstoppable.

The weather is warming, the wind in early April carries the breath of spring, the sun is just right, Zhang Peng finished the day's practice, and is about to drink a cup of tea and rest.

A scream came, which touched Zhang Peng's nerves, he put down the teacup, released his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"What's that? Mind? He jumped to his feet and ran towards the hall of his mansion.

When they came to the hall, there were already four people lying on the ground, three servants and one family member.

"Ghosts?"

"Big nephew, save me!"

Zhang Peng's uncle was chased by a ghost, and his face was terrified, and it would not take long for him to die under the claws of the ghost.

"Dare to commit murder in my house! Look for death! ”

A spirit sword appeared in Zhang Peng's hand and stabbed at the ghost.

Zhang Peng's cultivation at the peak of the Martial God could be said to be easy to deal with a first-level ghost thing, and it only took a few seconds for the ghost thing to be destroyed by it, and the divine soul dissipated.

He had heard of the frequent occurrence of ghosts and harmful news, but he didn't expect that ghosts would appear at home this time, which is a strange fact.

He glanced at the uncle who was still trembling with the legs of the table, and with a cold snort, he strode out of the house.

Zhang Peng, who once worshipped Xu Qian as his teacher, Xu Qian only accepted him verbally for the "Demon Cloud Dragon Slayer" combat skills, and fooled him for half a year with the test of finding the mountain gate of Xuanyuan Gate. Until now, Zhang Peng has cultivated to the peak of the Martial God and has not found where Xuanyuan Gate is, time waits for no one, he has already planned to give up the opportunity of Xuanyuan Gate, find an opportunity to enter a reliable sect or get a book of Fa to cultivate.

Walking out of the house, the scene outside made Zhang Peng's eyes widen.

People on the streets are running frantically for their lives, several ghosts are carrying out a massacre, some are quickly torn apart by the ghosts after being chased over, and some are hiding in a corner, but they are still found by the ghosts and their hearts are gouged out.

Facing a scene like purgatory on earth, Zhang Peng settled down, after all, he is a monk, although his cultivation is not high, but in the face of ghosts, he will not be as powerless as ordinary people to fight back.

At this time, a ghost found Zhang Peng, and pounced on him with teeth and claws, and Zhang Peng killed him with a sword, which was quite domineering.

The other ghosts seemed to have heard their companion's dying pleas for help, gave up the torture of ordinary people, and pounced on them together.

Zhang Pengyi is not high, but his courage is not small, he took the initiative to rush towards a few ghosts, and used his method to fight.

"How can there be so many ghosts, it's so abnormal!" Zhang Peng was red-eyed, and after solving the problem around him, he killed in the distance.

"That's a monk too?"

When he rushed out a few hundred meters, he found that there was also a monk on the side of the road who was besieged by four ghosts, and the monk's cultivation was not as good as his own, and it seemed that he was no match for the four ghosts, and he had already appeared defeated.

Zhang Peng didn't say a word and immediately went over to save people, and stabbed a ghost to death with two swords, and the monk's pressure suddenly decreased, and he cast a grateful look at him.

"In Xia Jia Tao, thank you for saving your life." After killing the four ghosts, Jia Tao immediately saluted Zhang Peng and thanked him.

Zhang Peng replied: "My name is Zhang Peng, you and I are comrades when we fight side by side, and it is the duty of monks to help our comrades, so we don't need to say thank you." ”

Jia Tao's heart was hot when he heard this, although he was also a monk, but his cultivation was low, and he had no chance, and he rarely got the respect of others in the circle of monks. In fact, Zhang Peng is not like this, his cultivation is not high, he is in the second largest realm among the seven realms of the entire cultivation system, and he can't even do the flight that is regarded as a sign of immortal cultivation, and he is rarely willing to contact other monks on weekdays.

The two had a similar state of mind, and in each other's eyes they saw something different from the other monks, so they decided to kill the enemy together, attacking and defending together.

"What's going on with Yu Lingwei? Liyang City has become a ghost domain, and they have not yet come to the rescue. Zhang Peng said indignantly.

Jia Tao looked at Zhang Peng in surprise, "Datang can now be described as internal and external troubles, Yu Lingwei can only protect several big cities, and is simply unable to rescue second-tier cities like Liyang." ”

Zhang Peng lives a very simple life every day, in addition to cultivation or cultivation, he has no intention of contacting the outside world, he belongs to the kind of people who don't listen to things outside the window, and he doesn't know what has happened in China recently.

"How?" Zhang Peng also felt that the situation was serious.

"The multinational coalition army marched to attack my Datang in four ways, and at this time, ghost incidents were frequent across the country, and the imperial court was also overstretched, so there was no time to take care of it!"

"How can this be, by the way, hasn't Datang already reached a cooperation with Huaxia? At this time, you should be able to borrow troops from Huaxia! ”

"This kind of thing of borrowing troops needs to be cautious, if Huaxia has ulterior motives, a large number of troops enter the hinterland of our Datang, and the enemy is attacked before and after, Datang is really dangerous. It is said that other countries on the other side of the earth are also putting pressure on Huaxia not to send troops to help Datang, and recently I heard that there have been a lot of ghost incidents on the Huaxia side, but I am afraid that they are also anxious. ”

At this moment, a series of footsteps came from far and near, and the two followed the voice.

A team of ten people ran towards the location of the two, Zhang Peng and Jia Tao were surprised, and the two looked at each other.

Could it be that it is Yu Lingwei's people?

Yu Lingwei is a Tang army composed of monks, a bit of a special situation, specifically responsible for the use of force to suppress illegal monks, such as large-scale ghosts and harm people, is Yu Lingwei's counterpart business.

But when these people came closer, the two were disappointed, because it could be seen from the clothes that the person who came was not Yu Lingwei.

"You are ......" Jia Tao looked questioned, trying to figure out the identity of the other party.

"We are Chinese people, gamers, and our mission is to kill as many ghosts as possible." The first person introduced himself without waiting for Jia Tao to finish the question.

Chinese people?

Jia Tao and Zhang Peng looked at each other again.

Accidental? Accidentally!

Huaxia's situation is not much better than their Datang, and they can even send people to help them. It was indeed unexpected.

Impressed? Move!

Datang's Yu Lingwei can't control them, and there is no other way to survive except to save himself. But the Chinese people came, although there were only ten people, but at this moment, it also gave them great hope for survival, and the psychological support that they were not alone.

"How many of you came?" Zhang Peng asked a question that gamers would consider an idiot.

Jia Tao also felt that Zhang Peng was really stupid, and hurriedly explained in front of the player: "It is a game called the Land of Divine War in Huaxia, the purpose is to select young strong people to be sent to the Star Alliance's Immortal Cultivation Academy for study, and we Datang also have a similar selection, but not through games, but for ring competitions." ”

Seeing Zhang Peng's thoughtful appearance, Jia Tao continued to explain: "Chinese people generally enter the game in groups of ten, and they judge the strength and weakness by points. Therefore, the ten people who appeared here did not mean that only ten people from Huaxia came, and the other groups should have gone somewhere else. ”