"No intelligence..."
Duan Zhen watched the night market vendor swallow the food in his bowl, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
Through the manipulation technique of the Soul Code, he clearly sensed that the salesman in front of him had no intelligence.
This seems to be a puppet with rules set up. The power of laws around it is actually formed through dishes and barrels.
Duan Zhen watched the other party eat the food carefully, and his body also experienced extremely violent fluctuations.
Immediately afterwards, the salesman's body turned into a pool of pus and blood.
"boom!"
The surrounding law field was instantly broken, and Duan Zhen's body appeared directly in the night sky.
In the far distance, another dragon of blood and energy kept flying, leaping and leaping in the sky.
"The blood dragon sedan is fine."
Duan Zhen calmed down, his mind moved, and he kept his body in mid-air.
He could feel that not long after the salesman turned into pus and blood, another strange feeling arose in the control technique.
The night market salesman is back again!
"So fast?"
Duan Zhen felt the mysterious perspective and kept shrinking his breath to escape to the ground.
He looked for a forest next to the official road and his figure gradually disappeared.
Then, he sensed the existence of the night market vendor based on the pieces of information on the Soul Code.
Duan Zhen found it extremely amazing that this magic method flowed from the eternal abyss could have such a great effect after its initial use.
Gradually, his perspective changed again, it seemed to be a mountain forest on the outskirts.
The salesman walked blankly on the path leading to the dark mountains and rivers, carrying a green pole on his shoulder.
Two wooden barrels, somewhat blackened by years of wear and tear, were shaking, and the dishes containing food inside were making fine clattering sounds.
The salesman's face was slightly green, and his shabby gray-black robe was slightly torn.
Through the perception of the Soul Code, Duan Zhen found that he could still observe the salesman's general state and personal perspective.
But that kind of control power is much weaker after the opponent is resurrected once.
There was almost only one interference force left.
"Where are you going?"
While Duan Zhen was observing the walking of the night market vendors, he also kept his aura as low as possible.
This was still a time when darkness filled the air and strange things emerged, and he needed to cover himself up to avoid causing trouble.
Although the current cultivation level is close to Dharma Realm, the weirdness at night is far from being rampant in a Dharma Realm realm.
He used his mental power to form an illusory barrier, and used the evil intention of the Great Evil King to distort all the atmosphere around him.
From another perspective, the night market seller has already walked a long way carrying two buckets.
If you look closely, you can see that he is not very fast, but he is walking so determinedly.
The destination is also very clear, it is the end of the mountain forest.
It was like a cave-like place, surrounded by overgrown weeds, and two stone statues could be vaguely seen at the entrance.
Little sparks fluttered around, occasionally making a low sound of sparks burning.
The salesman obviously didn't care about this scene, so he walked directly into the cave.
After walking a hundred steps, I suddenly became enlightened.
It was a straight bluestone ancient road.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are groups of shadows that look like thick black ink extending continuously on both sides.
Duan Zhen can judge the status of these shadows just through the salesman's perception.
weird!
These are all weird!
"Is this... a place where weird things gather?"
Duan Zhen felt a little creepy at this moment.
The black shadows seemed to be sleeping, but the vague aura was no less than that of the night market vendors.
If these were all special types of weirdness, what kind of terrible scene would it be?
You must know that Duan Zhen's knife blocked the night market vendors, which seemed easy.
But this has completely burned away most of the martial arts thoughts stored in the Great Evil King's blade.
Even so, the opponent's law-like power was still in a stalemate with him for a long time.
If it happened again, Duan Zhen wouldn't be able to make such a slash again.
"Weird and chaotic..."
Duan Zhen looked at the salesman with an ugly expression as he continued walking and gradually reached the end.
It was a high platform, with rocks hanging in the air as if floating, and a humanoid creature could be vaguely seen sitting on it.
"Is it damaged again?"
A clear and calm voice came from the high platform, with a hint of complaint and doubt in its tone.
When Duan Zhenguang heard this voice, he felt that the perception entrenched in the salesman's body began to distort instantly.
About to fall apart.
He had to completely hide his power, leaving only hearing and vision.
The salesman slowly squatted down and revealed the barrel. There were about sixteen dishes scattered inside, instead of there should have been eighteen.
"Change it."
The person on the high platform continued to talk to himself, then waved one hand, and two identical dishes flowed out and were sent into the peddler's wooden barrel.
Immediately afterwards, the salesman carried his burden and slowly stood to the right.
His body, like all the black shadows around him, gradually became hazy and silent.
And not long after, the dark shadow opposite him began to become clear.
It was a thin young man with a somewhat pale face. He was slowly walking out of the door with an unknown object on his shoulders.
As the salesman's thoughts fell silent, Duan Zhen's sight completely stayed in the cave that was gradually getting dark.
The people on the high platform stopped making any noise.
…..
"Another special type of weirdness..."
In the forest outside Longchuan City, Duan Zhen looked at the strange things whizzing by from time to time around him with an uncertain expression, thinking carefully in his heart.
He originally thought that night market vendors were a unique existence, but he didn't expect to see so many of them in that cave.
Judging from the number alone, it already exceeds hundreds.
And the indistinguishable male and female voice on the high platform made it impossible to guess its power.
There are these troublesome weird things in Qingyuan land, which is simply uneasy.
The thin young man who walked out of the cave just now will obviously replace the night market vendor and take on new strange activities in the future.
I don’t know what the other party’s rules are?
Due to the limited viewing angle, Duan Zhen could only see that the other party was carrying something on his shoulders.
Vaguely, it seems like a piece of meat?
"The urgent need now is to restore the life-suppressing formation in Longchuan City...Uncle Su and the others must also try to save it."
Duan Zhen calmed down. A group of people from Qingyuan Guard had also gone there before, but they didn't know the details.
He calmed down and slightly adjusted his face shape into another appearance.
Then he crossed the mountain road and walked outside Longchuan City.
The dark iron-watered gate was half-covered at this time, as if waiting for the returnee to return home.
Duan Zhen held the Great Evil King and waved a subtle sword light, trying to explore the details inside the door.
But as soon as the light of the sword drifted in, a feeling of fragmentation and bone-chilling coldness arose, and it even seemed to flow back to the blade along the way.
Duan Zhen cut off this ray of sword light with an ugly expression, his palms were slightly numb, and he felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.
Are those Qingyuan Guards the strange opponents in the city?
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