"Join Longing for the Mortal World, you have no future in Yanfu."
Feng Yi's voice was calm, as if he was stating a fact.
"[Houtu]'s position as Lord of Earth, you don't even have to think about it."
"As for Bu Yang, who is one of the heavenly beings..." There was a slight curve in the corner of his mouth, "Haha, you may not know his depth yet.
I have stayed at "Winter of Ghosts" for quite some time, and I know some inside information.
You have no chance."
He changed the topic and his eyes fell on Chen Jin: "And Longing for the Mortal World has reserved a place for you."
"As the saying goes, it's better to be the head of a chicken than the queen of an ox.
You once wanted to take over Yu Shu's position as [Tai Sui] but failed, why not change your mind and take over her former position as [Suffering of Death]?"
Chen Jin's eyes were as sharp as a knife. "Why me?"
"Because you are special."
Feng Yi's answer was very direct, "I might as well tell you that Bu Yang has had an idea for you.
But your file was jointly blocked by more than three complete "Ten Lords", and he found nothing.
However, if the gods are eyeing you, how comfortable can you be at the Yanzhao Association?"
Chen Jin sneered and asked, "But you Longing for the Mortal World were beaten by the Yanzhao Association and fled in all directions. Four of Eight Sufferings died. Counting the defected Yu Shu, five positions were vacated. You have been hiding like a tortoise for so many years."
The few that have been added now may not even be considered top-notch among Six Ministries.
And Yanzhao Association's Five Directional Elders is more than twice as big as yours.
Why should I jump to an organization that is declining?"
Feng Yi The indifference on his face finally faded away, replaced by fierceness:
"The answer is: If you don't join, you will die here."
Before he finished speaking--
"Ugh!"
A pale white mark appeared out of thin air, like a gorgeous painting being roughly smeared with dead white paint.
Wherever the traces passed, everything was completely erased from the concept.
"Meat ~ Bao"
The old man riding a Red Star bicycle, yelling "meat buns", pedaled vigorously, but in the foam box tied to the back seat, there were blood-stained human heads.
He walked through the streets and alleys at the top of his lungs, his skinny face showing the light of a hungry wolf.
"Shasha..."
A thick, dead white streak smeared down from the top of his head, like a man of letters writing to his heart's content after drinking heavily, with ink dots splattering everywhere.
Wipe it over the head, across the chest, and across the wheels of the bicycle.
Only a dead white streak was wiped out.
The old bicycle ghost turned into a strange dead white thing with unclear context.
Then, it was completely submerged.
Overwhelming!
One after another, dead white streaks were smeared across the long street. The rustling sound was terrifying.
Yin Market The ghosts didn't even have time to show their frightened expressions before they were wiped away easily.
It's as if the artist wiped away the scrapped paper.
Everything is in vain.
The city towers, archways, pagodas, alleys, courtyards, and inscriptions, all of which have been around for thousands of years, are falling into pieces bit by bit under the annihilation of Longing for the Mortal World.
The old factory where machines are running day and night, homemade steel rings and iron medals are pressed against the walls, cement pipes and asphalt roads, buses and roadsides are neatly lined up, and the racks containing Coca-Cola glass bottles are unique light and shadow marks of this era, and they are also hard to escape.
These real, vivid, "Yanfu pulp" with fresh vitality are peeled off bit by bit.
Chen Jin's pupils suddenly shrank, [Traceless] moved quickly, narrowly avoiding another Power of Mortal Longing.
At the same time, [Past Life] unsheathed, and the sword light pierced Feng Yi!
However, the turbid yellow waves rose up behind Feng Yi. Chen Jin's arm holding the sword was brushed by the yellow water and instantly turned into running water and dissipated.
I don't know when the ground beneath my feet turned into a rolling Yellow River, with nowhere to draw strength.
The flesh and blood on Chen Jin's back squirmed, and it suddenly spread out a pair of huge fleshy wings, barely hovering in the air.
Feng Yi turned the handle of the game console, and pale light flowed, drawing a perfect circle in the air, trapping Chen Jin in the center.
"The improvement of the physical body by the Five Immortals is limited.
Moreover, Ji Water Leopard's ability to control wind and water is also limited in front of me.
You can't hide a few times."
His voice had a deep sense of oppression:
"My patience is limited.
But for you, I am willing to give you another chance--"
"Join Longing for the Mortal World, or die."
Chen Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned:
"I refuse."
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The dead white light was like the pen of death, instantly smearing the space where he was into a pale whiteness of nothingness!
Chen Jin suddenly regained consciousness, only to find that he was running at full speed in a dark alley.
He raised his eyes and saw that the embarrassed figure running away in front of him was the old man "Mountain Imp".
And my body at the moment...
"It's that Tang Ni clone!"
He immediately checked his status.
[Ji Water Leopard] The inheritance is still there, and all core capabilities are intact.
"Fortunately, I am the original body."
The clone transformed by Flesh of Vision's [Endless Depletion] only possesses part of Flesh of Vision's abilities.
He quickly flipped through the information records left by Ren Tu on his iris, skipping the death notices of Walker that kept refreshing like snowflakes, and finally found the two key ones:
"[Parched Fish Finds Water] was activated successfully. You captured a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation."
"[Parched Fish Finds Water] enters cooling, cooling time: twenty-four hours."
With no time to rejoice that he had escaped death, Chen Jin immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.
The huge Yanjing City can hardly find a place to stay at this moment. All the surviving Walker, whether willing or not, are like driven sheep, forced to retreat to the last corner of the city.
The center of Yandu, Forbidden City.
Only the direction Feng Yi is heading, the area leading to the core of the imperial city, has no trace of the pale obliterating power of "Longing for the Mortal World".
"That's it..." Chen Jin understood instantly.
Starting from the arrival of Fruit, the real purpose of Feng Yi is to use Power of Mortal Longing to forcefully open a key "hole".
Once this hole is completely opened, the moment he shouts "clearance", the long-awaited, ocean-like Power of Mortal Longing will be like a bursting flood, completely submerging and swallowing the entire Fruit.
"We're almost there, just a little short of it." Feng Yi stretched out.
"A deal that will reach the sky in one step is before your eyes. If you are not happy with it, then follow this Fruit and it will be destroyed in ashes."
Forbidden City, Meridian Gate.
On the left and right, several black spots and Li Yan Wu Shan ran towards the door. Among them were Zha Xiaodao. There were also brothers and sisters Zhaoxin Zhaowu, a total of eight people.
As soon as the eight people met each other, they all stopped and looked nervous. Among them, those who knew each other subconsciously stood together, clearly distinguishable from each other.
Chen Jin and [Mountain Imp] stood together, and next to them there was a mustache holding a big bow with horns.
The mustache was impatient, and an ox-horn bow was already pointed at Li Yan.
"Kill him before we can leave!"