It has been four months since Lin Zhongtian discovered the world of the movie "Embroidered Spring Knife".

In the past four months, Lin Zhongtian has been constantly carrying the materials of the Embroidered Spring Knife World to the gray mist space.

Today, the Grey Mist Space is very different from what it used to be.

The endless sea of gray mist was torn in half by the power of Lin Zhongtian.

Half rises like clear air, and half sinks like turbidity, and together they form a huge cavity, in which is suspended a tall lifeless mountain, and at the top of the peak is a stone palace, and the hall is placed with jade, gold, iron and many other miscellaneous things.

Other than that, the entire cavity was empty.

Only the silver balls of light continued to flicker with brilliant silver light outside the shattered space under the action of the gray mist, becoming the most dazzling stars in this void.

Suddenly, a tall golden-armored god general walked out of the palace on the stone mountain.

It is Lin Zhongtian who has built a new body with rock, gold and iron, and white jade.

Compared to the previous stone man's body, the body of this golden-armored god general has improved a lot.

It uses metal as bone, rock as flesh, gold armor as its appearance, and round white jade as its joints.

The various designs are cleverly conceived, so that it can move the body smoothly, and the various materials that make up the body have also been compressed countless times, becoming extremely hard, and even able to resist the active erosion of the gray fog to a large extent.

What does this mean......

It means that even in the outside world, the body of this golden armor god general can have a certain degree of flight ability.

Of course, as long as he was in the Gray Mist Space, all of Lin Zhongtian's bodies had the ability to fly, but in the outside world, only the Gray Mist that carried his great will had the ability to truly fly.

Others, whether stone bodies or flesh and blood bodies, could only fly indirectly by the gray mist.

In this case, the gray mist will pull against the gravitational body, and if there is not enough resistance, it can easily cause the gray fog to erode the body and then break out.

It was precisely because of this that the Lord Consciousness of the Heaven in the Forest managed to create the body of this Golden Armor Divine General.

He had already experimented with the world of Embroidered Spring Knife, and without exceeding the speed of sound, the body could fly unscrupulously for more than three hours, after which there would be a sign of gray mist breaking through its body.

But as long as it's not a three-hour flight at a time, this boundary can be ignored.

After leaving the palace, the Golden Armor God will step out in one step and teleport into the void outside the mountain.

Looking at the silver ball of light in the crack in the space, Lin Zhongtian did not hesitate and controlled the Golden Armor God General to take a step.

In an instant, the surrounding environment was turned upside down, and the originally dead and silent nothingness turned into a noisy night market.

Deep night market streets, flashing neon signs, and psychedelic colors fill this crowded street.

Roadside stalls are haphazardly placed on both sides of the road, and the shouting and pop music coming from the video store behind them are mixed in, making it difficult for passers-by to distinguish and make it unpredictable.

Just then, a black van slowly drove through the middle of the road.

Facing the crowded crowd in front of him, the white strong man sitting in the driver's seat slapped the steering wheel impatiently, and the shrill horn sounded like a life-threatening note, driving away the crowded crowd in front.

Finally squeezing out of the street, the white man spit out the toothpick in his mouth, turned the steering wheel with a curse in his mouth, and drove into a deserted and silent street after passing the corner ahead.

When entering the street, the white man no longer hesitated and stepped on the accelerator.

"Bang-"

The black van, which had accelerated suddenly, slammed into something.

The white man was not wearing a seatbelt, and he was caught off guard and slammed headlong into the steering wheel.

Hearing only a muffled sound, the white strong man gasped, covered his head, and raised his head with bared teeth.

Blood ran down his forehead, obscuring the view of his right eye along with the long hair on his forehead.

Through the gap between blood and hair, the white man vaguely saw a tall figure standing in front of the car, looking down condescendingly through the cracked front window.

Seeing this scene, the white strong man was instantly furious, and without thinking about it, he picked up the silver pistol on the passenger seat, and then pushed the door hard to get out of the car, cursing loudly in his mouth.

After getting out of the van, the white man decisively raised his pistol and aimed it at the figure in front of the car.

But in the next second, he was completely stunned.

I saw that on the dim street, a two-meter-tall golden armor god stood quietly in the middle of the road, lowered his head, and looked down indifferently at him under the neon light with his pair of white jade-inlaid eyeballs.

In front of the golden-armored general, the front bumper of the black van had been dented into it.

But the Golden Armor God General himself was unharmed, and there was not even a trace of scratching on the dull golden armor.

The white strong man stared blankly at the golden-armored god general in front of the car, suddenly screamed, and pulled the trigger with a frightened face.

The yellow bullet pierced the air and hit the dull golden armor, leaving only a white mark before it was completely bounced away.

"Jingle Bell—"

The sparks from the collision of the bullet with the golden armor burst into the air.

Seeing this, the white man was even more frightened, pulling the trigger and retreating again and again.

After emptying the magazine, the white strong man completely lost the courage to confront, threw away the pistol, turned around and fled in a panic.

Lin Zhongtian looked at his back speechlessly, shook his head, and looked at the black van in front of him.

I saw two lines of white English words printed on the black body - professional waste disposal.

According to normal logic, this kind of car should be used for household waste disposal, but this driver is obviously not normal, not only has a fierce face, carries a gun with him, but also has several tattoos on his body.

Lin Zhongtian didn't know the meaning of these tattoos, but he could guess that the other party might be a gangster.

"So, this time it's a modern city, and it's still ...... in Europe and the United States."

Lin Zhongtian thought about it as he took a step forward and came to the pistol abandoned by the white strong man, and then controlled the golden armor god general to lean down, pick up the pistol, and look back and forth.

"Yo, M1911!"

"Good stuff, classic enough!"

Lin Zhongtian played with interest for a while, and threw it back casually.

In an instant, the space behind him was torn apart by an unknown force, and a silver ball of light appeared on the dim road, engulfing the silver M1911 pistol.

Lin Zhongtian came to the black van, and the gold-covered fist armor easily tore open the rear door.

Inside, there were three corpses wrapped in thick plastic wrap into rice dumplings.

Three corpses, all fresh......

What is this, is the new dungeon just out of the big package?

Lin Zhongtian was in a very good mood and immediately stretched out a hand.

Gray mist poured out of the veins in the Golden Armor God's body and submerged into the three corpses in front of him.

Five minutes later, the corpse in the corner suddenly moved, and a blood-stained hand tore the plastic wrap from the inside, and sat up from the broken plastic wrap like a butterfly, looking up at the Golden Armor Divine General.

Through the smooth mirror-like golden armor, Lin Zhongtian saw the appearance of this body from a human perspective.

He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with thick black hair, prominent eyebrow bones, deep eye sockets, thick and long eyelashes, and a high nose bridge, which gave the whole face a sculptural three-dimensional beauty.

In those deep eye sockets, the pupils were deep ink, mixed with a little dark red, and the thin lips were stained with red blood, making him look like a vampire beautiful boy in the twilight zone at this moment.

"Pretty handsome......"

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, quite satisfied with the appearance of this body.

However, the reason why Lin Zhongtian chose to possess this body was not because he was handsome, nor because he had half of the Chinese Han blood in his body, but because of the three corpses, only this corpse had a gunshot wound that was not on the head.

The brains of the other two corpses were so messed up by bullets that they couldn't possess them at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help but lower his head, only to see that on his solid chest, there were seven or eight messy gunshot wounds, two of which were on his heart.