Tang Zhen stood on the roof, looking at the dozen male and female monks in front of him, guessing their origins.
They may be Loucheng monks, or they may be indigenous monks. Their specific origins cannot be determined yet.
Tang Zhen needs more information to draw accurate conclusions.
But the sudden appearance of this group of monks made Tang Zhen feel very uncomfortable, as if the benefits he had obtained were being cut off.
Because there is only one step left before his plan will be activated and he will get the best benefits of the ghost town.
The appearance of these monks made Tang Zhen have no choice but to give up action, feeling as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.
Of course, Tang Zhen knew very well that this was not his territory and anything could happen.
What's more, since my cultivation level has been sealed, I must learn to compromise temporarily and then adapt to changes.
If the other party is hostile, the next situation will be very dangerous, and you may be eliminated if you are not careful.
At this time, Tang Zhen had a feeling that these originally insignificant indigenous monks alone were enough to eliminate many of the originally powerful Loucheng monks.
Even if you feel helpless, there is nothing you can do. After all, this competition involves too many things, and luck is also one of them.
When Tang Zhen was observing the other party, the male and female monks opposite him were also sizing him up. It could be seen that their expressions were very unkind, and they were even full of hostility and vigilance.
"Where are you from, and why do you appear in this ghost town, looking so sneaky?"
The leading female monk asked coldly, with an aggressive tone. Tang Zhen was standing upright in the city lord's palace, but she didn't think he had evil intentions.
Tang Zhen looked at the other party expressionlessly. He observed the other party and found no trace of the Loucheng monk.
So most likely, these are indigenous monks.
However, out of caution, Tang Zhen still made a gesture that only the Loucheng monks could understand.
The other party didn't react at all. Instead, he frowned in surprise, wondering what Tang Zhen's gesture meant.
Tang Zhen sighed when he saw this. It seemed that the other party was indeed not a Loucheng monk, but an indigenous monk in this world.
This made Tang Zhen feel untrustworthy. Could it be that he was the only Loucheng monk in this area?
But at this moment, Tang Zhen had no time to care about anything else, but wanted to ensure that he would not be killed by the corpse monsters and indigenous monks.
Looking at the looks in the eyes of these indigenous monks, you can tell that they do not regard Tang Zhen as a good person and may attack him at any time.
Tang Zhen decided to stabilize the other party first, so he said loudly: "It doesn't matter who I am, but our purpose should be the same, which is to destroy this ghost town and free the residents who are still dying!"
When Tang Zhen spoke, he looked upright and solemn.
Hearing Tang Zhen's answer, the men and women opposite him were stunned for a moment. It seemed that the answer was different from what they imagined.
"Nonsense, I think you just want to collect death energy here and then practice evil skills!"
The female monk with slender eyes drank again, with indescribable disgust in her tone, as if Tang Zhen in front of her was a devil.
The same is true in the eyes of other monks, who think that Tang Zhen is telling lies.
"Interesting, why are you so sure?"
Tang Zhen looked at the other party and asked in a light tone.
"You have no identifying marks on your body, which means you are not a member of any sect, so you are either a casual cultivator or a heretic!
But in my opinion, you are probably an evil heretic. Otherwise, how could you appear in this place where evil spirits gather in the middle of a ghost town? "
The female monk continued, as if she had seen through Tang Zhen's tricks, her eyes full of contempt.
When Tang Zhen heard this, he sneered and said: "The dirty trick is so skillful in blaming someone, it must not be the first time he has done this, and I don't know how many people have been framed?
If you say I'm not a good person, I don't think you are any stronger. Otherwise, why would you have allowed the previous caravan to enter the city and watched hundreds of people lose their lives! "
Tang Zhen discovered the existence of these monks when he left the inn, but he just pretended not to see them at that time.
The other party had a large number of people, but Tang Zhen was alone. It was really not appropriate to cause more trouble.
But not long after, the two sides met again at the City Lord's Mansion. It was obvious that the other party also knew that there was a problem here.
Hearing Tang Zhen's question, the monks' eyes flashed with disdain, apparently not caring about the lives of hundreds of mortals.
They are just ants whose lives are as cheap as grass. So what if some of them die. If they scare the snake, it will really outweigh the gain.
Even in their hearts, they secretly laughed at Tang Zhen for asking such a stupid question.
What kind of person was Tang Zhen? He could tell what the other person was thinking just by looking at their reaction, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
As the lord of the war zone, countless lives could be said to have died directly or indirectly because of him.
But even so, he still maintains a reverence for life, and will never be like the monks in front of him, who talk about hypocritical morality and then step on the poor ants.
Of course, he would not be angry because of this matter, but felt that these monks were going to cause trouble for him, so he secretly had murderous intentions.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
When Tang Zhen thought of this, he stopped talking nonsense and asked coldly to the female monk opposite.
"What are we doing? Everyone can be killed by evil heretics. What do you think we want to do?"
The female monk opposite snorted coldly, waved her hand fiercely and gave the order, and then she saw her companions leaping like flying, surrounding Tang Zhen.
The long sword on his body was unsheathed, and his intentions naturally needed no words.
Tang Zhen was surrounded in the center, but his expression remained unchanged, and he just slowly drew out the purple sword.
Although his strength is sealed, with the Creator's combat experience and special methods, he may not be afraid of these dozen indigenous monks.
Although he couldn't defeat him, Tang Zhen found a way to escape successfully.
The female monk's eyes fell on the purple sword, and a trace of greed flashed in her eyes. It was obvious that she had already seen that this was a magical weapon.
Perhaps she moved against Tang Zhen because of this purple sword and tried to take it as her own.
The atmosphere becomes increasingly tense, and there will be a fight in the next moment.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the distant roof, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"Brother, do you want us to help?"
The language used by the other party is the common language of Loucheng monks, and only Loucheng monks can understand it.
When he heard this, Tang Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that there was no problem with the transmission this time.
Not only did he teleport over, but other Loucheng monks had also arrived, but those guys were very calm until they jumped out at this moment.
"Despicable and shameless, it turns out you have accomplices. They are indeed evil heretics, and they are all extremely insidious!"
The female monk snorted coldly at Tang Zhen, a look of contempt flashed in her eyes, but she became nervous in her heart and kept looking at her surroundings.
The enemy is in the dark, they are in the light, and the situation seems to be very dangerous.
Her companions were also looking around, with nervous expressions on their faces, for fear of being attacked from behind.
When they had the upper hand before, their faces were filled with pride, and they looked at Tang Zhen like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
At this moment, when he discovered that the mantis was behind him, he immediately became trembling with fear and panic.
Soon they discovered that figures appeared on the buildings not far away, and they continued to gather towards their location.
Although it was dark and couldn't see clearly, a rough estimate suggested that there must be at least a hundred people.
Further away, there are more figures. They are standing on the ridge of the house, looking coldly at the location of the City Lord's Mansion.
