Chapter 142 Strange Night

"Wander around and see if you can find anything else!" Wang Zijia said. In fact, he wanted to see if he could find other sensible outsiders.

There were so many people who entered the Lingshen Garden at the beginning, including sect geniuses and even Taoists. He didn't believe that they all fell silently, and they didn't even survive the first wave of identity settings.

This kind of person should know a lot!

No. 13 and No. 2 had no clue at all, so when they saw this, they followed Wang Zijia.

But the three of them had only wandered three streets when the gray sky suddenly began to dim, and the light weakened visibly to the naked eye.

The originally normal streets around him began to become gloomy, and the blood-red lanterns on both sides of the street lit up one by one.

The crowd also became pale, like a group of walking corpses. The clothes also became brighter, and the styles resembled various shrouds.

The three of them didn't notice at all at first, but it wasn't until lanterns were everywhere, the blood-red light shone on the entire block, and the walking crowd gave them weird smiles from time to time, that Wang Zijia suddenly woke up.

Suddenly I looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was almost dark, and the change was very fast.

The two people behind him were still unaware. Under the cover of blood-colored crystals, they subconsciously followed Wang Zijia around, as if they were stupid.

As the value was redeemed, Wang Zijia felt refreshed, as if he had taken a bite of ice cream, and his whole body felt refreshed.

The woman holding his arm let out a soft hum, her legs softened, and she sat down on the ground.

Wang Zijia, who has rich experience, without any hesitation, decisively stepped into the sea of ​​chaotic consciousness.

It's still the same face, temperament, and hairstyle, but it has changed, and the clothes on his body have also completely changed in style. Wang Zijia can be sure that these are the clothes worn by the outer disciples of Wanyu Sect thousands of years ago.

Wang Zijia, who had always been very awake, instantly felt as if his arm was hugged by an ice cube. Especially where the arm came into contact with the other party, waves of cold air rushed straight into Wang Zijia's body and rushed straight into his mind.

When they saw Wang Zijia, they slowly began to smile strangely, then stopped and looked at the two of them blankly, as if they were about to pounce on him the next moment.

As Wang Zijia hurriedly walked through the streets, when he passed by a brightly lit attic, several women came forward to greet him enthusiastically.

Wang Zijia's expression changed rapidly and he hurriedly walked towards the East District Mountains.

"Immortal, you are so annoying, you make people's legs weak!" At this time, the lying paper woman said coquettishly without noticing.

As the sky gets darker and darker, the whole city becomes more and more strange.

What made Wang Zijia's hair stand on end was that as the woman sat softly on the ground, her whole person quickly lost reality and turned into a paper doll in Wang Zijia's surprised eyes.

Fortunately, this breath did not resist when faced with his demonic power. Instead, it treated Wang Zijia as one of its own and made way for Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia observed carefully and discovered that at some point, the clothes of the two of them had changed slightly. Although they were still the outer sect clothes of Wanyu Sect, the styles were somewhat different and seemed to be the styles that Wanyu Sect had eliminated before.

Wang Zijia's eyes flickered for a moment, then he reached out decisively, passed through the light curtain shrouded in blood crystals without any hindrance, grabbed No. 2, and walked away without saying a word.

There is no one who can erode but not erode. We are one family.

"Head Immortal, please play a little longer, our Tianxiang Tower is also accompanied by a female cultivator!"

Wang Zijia was startled and quickly came to his senses. Looking back, he realized that there was a moment of delay. The two people behind him were also being held by two women, and they were about to walk towards the building.

"Value +143!"

The change in this scene shocked Wang Zijia and subconsciously took a step back.

Although No. 2 was in a bad state, fortunately he did not resist him, but instead followed him subconsciously.

However, both sides were very defensive, and Wang Zijia did not dare to touch the opponent's blood-red light curtain rashly. After seeing the fate of young people who violated the rules of the city, Wang Zijia did not dare to do anything rashly.

Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed and his steps became faster and faster.

"Three immortals, come in and have some fun!"

'They have also been eroded. They are disciples of the Wanyu Immortal Sect, so they have never been discovered? Will they also be eroded if they have blood crystals?'

Made entirely of paper, it still has a touch of reality, just like an exquisite special paper silicone doll.

Because the blood crystal was floating in front of No. 2, No. 13 was pulled away from the area covered by the blood crystal. At this moment, No. 13 had completely changed.

As he spoke, a girl came forward and took Wang Zijia's arm.

Something was obviously wrong with the two people behind him, but they still didn't notice the problem and followed Wang Zijia subconsciously.

But when she saw that the reception area had turned into a paper spiritual house, Wang Zijia still twitched in her heart.

At the same time, as the magic power in Wang Zijia's hand fluctuated, a strange spiritual light flew out from the back of the hand holding No. 2, and quietly flew into No. 2's mouth.

Fortunately, the woman holding No. 2's arm didn't use any force. Under Wang Zijia's pull, her efforts to retain her were fruitless, and she stopped at the edge of the customer reception area of ​​Tianxiang Building.

As the light point entered the mouth, the quiet erosion began. At this time, Wang Zijia felt that there was another cold aura in the other person's body, doing the same thing as Wang Zijia.

Fortunately, when Wang Zijia and the others arrived in front of Lingmai Mountain in the East District, the darkness was not over yet.

No. 2 is still shrouded in blood crystals, which is a little better. Even if he is held by a woman, he still looks the same, with only the subtle changes in his clothes.

In the building behind you, there were especially many blood-red lanterns, illuminating the entire building a bright red.

Now is the perfect time!

This is also the reason why Wang Zijia wanted to save No. 2.

Behind him, the delicate woman who looked like a paper doll stood up with weak legs and said to stay.

After leaving the Tianxiang Tower area, Wang Zijia's speed became a little faster. He pulled No. 2 and hurried on.

That's what he wanted to do when we met during the day.

Wang Zijia had no intention of replying. He buried his head, grabbed No. 2's arm, and hurried on.

"Um!"

I saw that the women were wearing blood-red wedding dresses, and the makeup on their faces was so white that it fell off, making them look like extremely thick death makeup.

There was a stiff, evil smile on his pale face.

Slowly, it turned into a spiritual village, with blood-red lanterns everywhere, gloomy winds, and various dead people in shrouds moving stiffly around, completely different from the daytime.

Finally, after looking at the increasingly strange pedestrians around him and the sky that was about to turn dark, he gritted his teeth and stepped into the mountains.

The mountains are completely different from the exquisiteness during the day, and the surrounding trees have become like old locust trees, with branches growing everywhere.

The clear spring water has turned yellow, has a faint rancid smell, and contains various floating objects.

The fairy-like pavilions and pavilions everywhere have been transformed into paper houses of spiritual beings, with blood-red lanterns hanging high, and no one looks normal.
Chapter completed!