"Soul cultivator, a soul cultivator! Hehe, what kind of world is this broken place? All the people, beasts, demons, and so on I have encountered are all cultivators, but I am not. ”

Wang Lung wanted to ask for clarification, and wanted to question loudly, but unfortunately there was no audience, the only one was still a dead man, he felt very uncomfortable, everyone regarded him as a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, and they wanted to get rid of him quickly, what is this for?

"Refinement, Underground World, Divine Temple, Golden Guardian?" Wang Lung closed his eyes and thought in his heart about these four nouns, if they were connected in series, they would form a new meaning.

Jin Zhi is guarding in the temple of the underground world, and everything he has experienced is the subject of the experience arranged for him by the other party.

Is that how to understand it, and if so, how do you accomplish this test?

With his rather strong body, there may be a glimmer of hope, the middle-aged man in front of him is fortunately a soul cultivator, and his soul strength is one line worse than his own, if it is a cultivator of the Fa or self-cultivation system, Wang Lung will face the same danger as the dragon and leopard's lair, the dragon and leopard are demon cultivators in the condensation period, and the level of the middle-aged person is the same.

There are still seventy kilometers away from the center of the Underground World, even if he can get lucky enough to rush through this village, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no more powerful existence in front of him, no more, only one cultivator in the distraction period, he Wang Long will be killed, and there will be no scum left.

"Golden Guardian, what do you want me to do?"

Wang Lung opened his eyes, raised his head, and as soon as his mouth opened, he immediately closed helplessly, this is not his back garden, even if he shouts his throat, there will be no answer, on the contrary, it will attract more villagers.

With a deep sigh of relief, Wang Lung once again set his eyes on the middle-aged man.

"What's going on?" Wang Lung looked at the middle-aged man who had died suspiciously, and the other party's current appearance puzzled him.

The middle-aged man died, and it was the soul that was devoured. Since it is the destruction of the soul, the physical body should not change much, but now it is completely different, the body of the middle-aged person is terrible, without a trace of water, like a dry corpse that has existed for tens of thousands of years.

Wang Lung saw the change. Very surprised, this should not be the case in his memory, although the two brothers did not tell him about the death state after the soul cultivator's soul was devoured, but at least he still knew the way of common sense.

Wang Lung stared at the dried corpse in front of him, this happened too suddenly, he didn't notice it at all, just now he was still closing his eyes and meditating, just a moment, opening his eyes. The other party is unrecognizable.

Now no one can explain to Wang Lung, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Wang Lung glanced left and right, he was a little nervous, this was his first real sense of murder, and it was still in the unknown underground realm, although it was not his intention to kill people, but this person died because of him after all. He is self-defense, self-defense. But who can testify for him?

In the unknown underground realm, he Wang Long killed someone, a soul cultivator in the soul movement period was devoured by the soul, in the absence of a witness, what if the owner of this place, the so-called heavenly god, regarded him as a disgusting soul cultivator?

Killed a member of the gods. What are the consequences of this? Look at the middle-aged man's current situation, a dried corpse, no blood and water, who can do it in an instant? Vampire? Demon?

"Demons? Damn demons. Bozi said that I came to oppose their gods, and that I was a demon, did ...... Nope!"

Wang Lung shook his head vigorously, and wanted to reach out and slap himself twice, but he was afraid that the sound would be too loud to attract other villagers, so he took a few deep breaths again, and his mood was much better.

The underground world does not know what kind of factors affect the emotions of others, and they are all negative, Wang Lung has only been here for more than a day, his emotions are always in a state of boredom, if it weren't for his psychological tolerance is strong enough, maybe he would have lost himself a long time ago, just thinking of some things, almost unable to extricate himself.

Raising his head again, Wang Lung didn't look at the middle-aged man again, dead is dead, there is no excuse to escape the responsibility he should bear, if someone really wants to trouble him, he will not sit still.

Squinting his eyes to the left, Wang Lung suddenly thought of a very serious question, that is, there was still half an hour of dawn before he entered this room, although it felt short to fight against the soul of a middle-aged man, it was definitely impossible to have only that little time, what was the situation outside now?

Carefully moving his legs, Wang Lung moved closer to the wall on the left side a little bit, he put his ears as close to the wall as possible, hoping to hear the sound outside the house, in fact, he didn't need to do that at all, his hearing was very good, he could hear any sound of five kilometers in place, this was just a habit, he had not fully adapted to the ability he had.

It's very quiet, Wang Lung can't hear any sound, there is no wind in the underground world, naturally there will be no wind in his ears, there is no movement within five kilometers, close his eyes, Wang Lung will put his hearing to the maximum, within ten kilometers, as long as there is a trace of abnormal noise, it will definitely not be hidden from his ears.

It was still quiet as usual, no matter how far away Wang Lung couldn't hear it, he didn't have that ability yet.

It seems that he is lucky, the death of the middle-aged man did not attract the attention of the surrounding villagers, if no one comes to disturb him, it is not bad to use this place as a temporary hiding point, Wang Lung thought of this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise an arc.

As soon as the smile rose, Wang Lung felt that something was wrong, and he immediately understood it after only a moment.

Looking out along the gap in the wall of the house, Wang Lung was shocked into a cold sweat, his eyes had swept over the gap when he was moving slowly just now, and what he saw at that time did not make him care, thinking that it was just the wall of another building outside the house, but now it was full of people standing outside.

The whole room was full of people, and it was Wang Lung's familiar face, Chinese face, Chinese who spoke Chinese, and since the language of the Divine Servant clan was Chinese, in addition to Chinese, Wang Lung couldn't imagine that there were people in that country who were mainly Chinese.

Surrounded, when Wang Lung looked out through other gaps in the walls of the room, all the people who entered the line of sight were humans, and there were no beasts or demons seen on the periphery, when was he besieged, Wang Lung still didn't know what to do.

What are these people doing here? Seeing themselves controlled by the souls of middle-aged people. Or is it to avenge the middle-aged people? Now Wang Lung doesn't care about thinking about these things at all, and how to solve the trouble in front of him is the right topic.

The villagers outside the room did not enter the house, they just stood still, no one took one more step casually, this situation Wang Lung had already known when he looked out, and he was still confused about what the specific reason was.

Did the people outside find themselves? Could it be that this middle-aged man is very special? If no one breaks in, it's not impossible to hide in the room, it's okay to have a short time, but Wang Lung will definitely not be able to stand it after a long time, it doesn't matter if he stays by the side of a dead man, the key is that there is no food.

Just as Wang Lung was thinking wildly, a voice came from outside the house, which made him immediately vigilant.

"Two of Master Hook's followers are dead, and Master Hook is inside. That demon must be ......"

The voice of the voice ended here, as if it was interrupted by someone else, and when he heard the previous words, Wang Lung sneered in his heart: "Follower, it sounds good, it's just a soul slave, and if the master dies, the soul slave controlled by it will naturally perish." ”

It seems that he has been discovered a long time ago, although I don't know what the villagers of Ludao are besieging and not attacking, but after a little thought, I can guess that it is not far from ten.

Wang Lung was not as powerful as the villagers thought. He wasn't even a cultivator, and that Hook's death at his hands was a pure accident. Maybe it was out of some kind of jealousy, and he didn't dare to besiege Wang Long casually before he knew his strength.

Rush or wait for the other party to rush in?

These two choices are actually very simple, Wang Lung did not hesitate at all, although this house was surrounded by the villagers, but the encirclement was not large, and the space left for him when the other party rushed in was even smaller. Hit a little with all your might, hoping to break through a hole and escape from this village first.

Wang Lung looked around on the spot, he was looking through the gap to see where the encirclement was smaller.

The situation on the periphery is about the same, if you rush outward. If you're lucky, the distance of 70 kilometers is only half a minute, and if you're unlucky, it's safest to go back to the periphery, but it's even harder to come back after rushing out of the city.

Wang Lung seemed very passive, and even had to think twice about escaping, if the first brother and two were around, at least someone could help him come up with ideas, but then again, with the cultivation of the infant Dan stage of the first brother and two brothers, if they met that Hook, or a cultivator of the same level as Hook, would they survive?

What should he do if the two brothers are under siege, will they flee alone or face them together? Wang Lung's mind began to deviate from the topic, and in this moment, he could still think about those things that didn't matter, was he blindly confident that he could break out of the siege or was his emotions disturbed?

Fortunately, Wang Lung's self-control is not bad, and he has an objective understanding of his own ability, after closing his eyes tightly and then opening them instantly, Wang Lung did not hesitate any longer, he directly turned around and ran out of the road in the direction he came.

The underground world is an unknown place for Wang Lung, all the villagers who have come into contact with him are cultivators, since they are cultivators, the strength is naturally high and low, the closer to the inside, the higher the strength, Wang Lung has been sneaking all the way, and has not clashed head-on with others, so he naturally does not understand the strength of the other party.

The moment Wang Lung rushed out of the room, the side he had hit instantly became in turmoil.

After all, it is the identity of a cultivator, and he did not dodge because of Wang Lung's sudden actions, as soon as he saw Wang Lung appear, all the villagers were in high spirits, because the distance was too close, it was obviously too late to take out their weapons and besiege again, they could only use their bodies to fight against Wang Lung.

The strength of a person is limited, but the impact brought by the villagers on the fourth or fifth floor inside and outside Wang Long could not resist, and at the moment when he just made contact with one of the villagers, Wang Lung's body did not rush out of the encirclement due to inertia, on the contrary, he was bounced back.

Wang Lung's body that was knocked back fell uncontrollably, and it took four or five steps back before he could stop his body, at this time his body was half inside the stone wall and half exposed, as if he was embedded in the wall.

He is not a cultivator yet, although his physical ability to resist blows is very strong, but his own strength is too weak, and compared with a group of cultivators, Wang Lung is at a disadvantage.

Wang Long, who was knocked back, did not continue to rush forward, he knew that he was not capable of breaking through the human wall, looking at the villagers who were slowly surrounding him, he pulled out the war knife behind him, the other party already had a weapon in hand, if he still wanted to blindly escape, he might be killed here.

Since there is no escape, killing one person is killing, killing a group is also killing, even if the gods of this world realm trouble him, Wang Lung must first kill a bloody path.

Yes......

Wang Lung did not suppress his emotions anymore, boredom had turned into impulsiveness, irritability had turned into bloodthirstiness.

Kill......

"Since you all consider me to be a demon, then I'm going to show you what a demon is. ”

After saying this, Wang Lung's body took a quick step and walked out of the body embedded in the wall, without any fancy movements, and the war knife stabbed at the nearest villager one by one. (To be continued......)