Deconstruction is Weird

Jiang Mengyu glanced at Chu Dong strangely, and asked curiously, "Can you see it?"

Chu Dong hummed, the dragon aura in this city is so strong, as long as you have cultivated your soul a little, you will definitely be able to see it, it's not something to be surprised about.

Jiang Mengyu glanced into the darkness and sighed heavily.

"A place that shouldn't exist, come in and take a rest, I don't think you're in a good condition."

Jiang Mengyu is obviously not an ordinary person, and Ah Quan's origin has become a mystery now. Is he a slave himself, or is he like Jiang Mengyu, who should have been sealed underground?

Chu Dong didn't continue to ask, and followed Jiang Mengyu into the house first.

The layout of this house is extremely simple, with two bedrooms side by side, the kitchen and the living room are in the yard, but the kitchen utensils seem to have not been touched for some years, visually, she does not need to eat, and she even seldom moves.

Jiang Mengyu pointed to the room on the right and said: "That room was where Ah Quan lived before, you should go and rest first, I'll get you some medicine, you're poisoned."

Chu Dong glanced at his purple-black skin and nodded his thanks.

If it was before, Chu Dong would definitely catch up and take a look, but now he really wants to rest, the side effects of eating ghosts, and the arrow wound on his shoulder have already made him very strenuous, and he was sprayed by that weird thing , Now he really can't stand it anymore.

Walking into the room, he sat down and began to adjust his breath without even looking much. This was probably Chu Dong’s first contact with breathing adjustment to recover from his injuries. He didn’t need to care about any injuries before. The injury is serious, he has to look at his brain, now he has to rely on himself, the injury will really make the combat power plummet.

Only now did he discover that whether it is a warrior or a warlock, logistics is very important, and the endurance of a skill is especially important.

It's normal for big guys to play handsome for two minutes, then get injured, and go home to meditate for ten days and a half months to recuperate.

Fortunately, even if it can't help Chu Dong directly, the intelligent brain can guide Chu Dong how to stimulate the body and let it heal itself, instead of circulating the inner qi without a brain, Chu Dong's complexion is also visible to the naked eye. My skin has not shown any signs of improvement.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on Chu Dong's door.

boom boom boom~

"Brother, are you okay? I'll come in and deliver your medicine."

Hearing that Jiang Mengyu called his elder brother Chu Dong, he froze for a moment. It stands to reason that Jiang Mengyu's status is not low, and it is impossible to agree with him as a slave. Moreover, the strength Chu Dong showed just now is not strong enough to make a person's attitude change.

Thinking about it carefully, after she thought that A Quan recognized her, her attitude changed visibly for the naked eye. She seemed to approve of A Quan very much, which was like a reason why a woman would give her man face outside.

"Please come in."

Jiang Mengyu walked in with a pack of kraft paper, asked Chu Dong to take off his shirt, and took the medicine without hesitation.

The kraft paper seems to be some kind of medicinal powder, light yellow, not particularly delicate, it looks like some kind of dust.

He sniffed it carefully with his nose, and there was only an earthy smell, not the smell of medicine.

However, the effect of the khaki powder sprayed on the skin was immediate. A little bit of black air was drawn away from the body, making the skin numb and itchy, and the skin returned to blood within a few breaths.

"You rest first, I will prepare some food for you."

Jiang Mengyu didn't stay longer, which made Chu Dong a little curious, how did she survive here alone? And what kind of food can there be underground?

After thinking for a while, Chu Dong decided to catch up and take a look. Fortunately, the eyesight she had cultivated for many years was still there, and Jiang Mengyu didn't have the consciousness to cover up her traces. The place she was going to was the city Chu Dong had seen before.

Jiang Mengyu walks like flying, without internal energy, he can span seven or eight meters in one step, which is really outrageous.

Chu Dong followed from a distance, and soon came to the old city. The city wall was already deserted, with many gaps and collapses.

When Jiang Mengyu entered the city, he was covered by the dragon's aura. Chu Dong waited for half a minute, and then chased after him. As soon as he entered, he saw Jiang Mengyu looking at him from the corner of the wall.

"Brother is very curious."

Chu Dong touched his head in embarrassment, and could only smile and say, "I'm really curious, it's the first time I've seen such a magnificent city."

Jiang Mengyu was not angry, but just smiled twice.

Chu Dong also took advantage of the opportunity to look towards the city, and then his brows immediately frowned. The people on the street were densely packed, but they had all been turned into stone sculptures. With a loud voice, a prosperous city was frozen in a certain moment.

Jiang Mengyu turned his head and walked into an inn not far away, and Chu Dong hurriedly followed, because he always felt that there were many pairs of eyes staring at him.

There were no empty seats in the inn, and the shopkeeper was still standing on the counter yelling something to the waiter next to him. Jiang Mengyu walked to the counter and said softly, "Sanniang, here's some sauced beef, and another piece of shochu. We have guests at home today."

The inn was quiet, no one responded, it looked like Jiang Mengyu had lost his mind.

Jiang Mengyu turned around and said, "Brother, go out and wait, they don't like being watched."

Chu Dong followed Jiang Mengyu back to the entrance of the inn. The atmosphere was really awkward, and Chu Dong asked a little strangely, "What's going on?"

Jiang Mengyu smiled, and said softly: "They are all still alive, but the way they live is different from ours. Brother, you should ask less. The more you know, the more dangerous you are."

After Jiang Mengyu said so, Chu Dong couldn't ask any more questions, so he could only wait quietly. He wanted to see if this meal could be cooked.

Strengthening his ears with his internal energy, Chu Dong listened carefully to everything around him. He could be sure that no one was moving in the inn behind him, it was dead silent and there was no sound.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Mengyu walked in suddenly, followed by Chu Dong, and then he saw that a food box had been placed on the counter, but it was also made of sand and stone.

Jiang Mengyu stepped forward and pressed his hand on the food box, the yellow sand faded away immediately, the smell of meat and wine mixed into Chu Dong's nose, Chu Dong could be sure that the food box appeared out of thin air.

Jiang Mengyu bowed slightly, "Thank you Sanniang, I'll see you again sometime."

Jiang Mengyu asked Chu Dong to leave with him with the food box, as if he didn't want to stay here for a long time, even if Chu Dong had ten thousand doubts, he couldn't force it.

Ah Quan estimated that he would not be able to come back for a while, even if he came back, he was not in a hurry, the most urgent thing was to heal his injuries and practice, so he decided to go home with Jiang Mengyu first, after a while of cultivation, at least for now, there is no shortage of food here , as long as the food box is really food.

But just as the two were about to leave the city, the yellow sand on the ground suddenly began to circle continuously, and five sand ghosts suddenly came out of the ground.

They have human-like bodies, dressed in slaves' tattered sackcloth, their facial features do not exist, and they are as flat as a river. Fine sand flows continuously on the surface of their bodies, connecting them with the earth. Chu Dong feels a strong ghostly aura from them, which is definitely not ordinary. the ghost.

The quicksand leaked from the palm of his hand, and finally turned into a sharp knife.

They couldn't help but stab at Jiang Mengyu, Chu Dong hurriedly grabbed her, and she was saved. This woman's physical fitness is good, but her fighting ability is almost non-existent, and her reaction is too slow.

Chu Dong exploded his zhenqi with his left hand, and all five sand ghosts' attacks were blocked, but they only took two steps back. Seeing Jiang Mengyu's surprised eyes, Chu Dong probably knew that these things were probably not Here's what should have been.

At the same time, in the Xingxiang Mansion, in the Star Observation Hall, more than a dozen warlocks were sitting cross-legged, gathered in front of a sand table, and there were seven little sandmen inside the sand table, which was obviously consistent with Chu Dong's current situation.

Lian Yuehou stood aside and said in a cold voice: "There is no need to distinguish, kill the two together, and everyone there will die."

A total of twelve warlocks have left their souls one after another, and all of them have reached the level of Yang Soul. They are suspended above their physical heads, holding various hand formulas, and the sand table under their feet is constantly expanding.

And Chu Dong's most intuitive feeling is that the color of the ground is changing. The color of the ground was black and yellowish before, but now almost everything visible to the naked eye has become a khaki.

The five sand ghosts twisted their bodies in a strange way, and then quickly swung their weapons at Chu Dong.

Instead of twisting their bodies back like humans do, they reshape them directly. The sand grains first decompose and then condense into a new body.

Chu Dong slashed horizontally, and with a ding, his weapon popped out of a gap, while the sand ghost in front of him just stepped back a few steps. This weapon was just Li Kuang's personal saber, so it couldn't be said to be strong.

Chu Dong raised his left hand and swiped downwards, and a ghost-suppressing talisman appeared. Although his body changed, his ability to control the power of the soul did not decrease at all. As long as the power of the soul is enough, the void congealing talisman can be used. arrive.

Pushing out the spell with one hand and detonating it, the five sand ghosts trembled from the explosion, and a lot of sand fell off.

The sand table in the Xingxiang Mansion also showed Chu Dong's movements simultaneously, but the details here are not obvious, only what spells Chu Dong used can be seen.

Lian Yuehou stroked his goatee, and muttered strangely: "The spell has suppressed him for so many years, how could he still learn new things?"

The warlocks beside the sand table poured their soul power into the sand table one after another. Not only did the five sand ghosts recover as before, but five more appeared behind Chu Dong, encircling them.

Chu Dong glanced behind him. Jiang Mengyu was using her clumsy identity to avoid the attack. She had already been cut several times. Although her skin was torn apart, no blood came out. There seemed to be some problems with her body, and her own clothes It was already a bit bad, and a large piece of white skin was exposed under the attack.

Chu Dong stopped Jiang Mengyu, shook the sand ghost away with his palm, and took off his ragged clothes. Although it was a bit torn and dirty, it was still strong.

He glanced at the overturned food next to him, and his face suddenly turned cold: "It's hard for me to eat a normal meal, but you overturned it, and you bastards have been counting on me since just now, I'm You trash can count!"

Chu Dong raised his hands, and two ghost exorcising talismans appeared, and then pushed his hands outward, and dozens of talismans appeared, and then the spiritual resonance strengthened the talismans.

The next moment, all the spells were pushed out and exploded. The sand ghosts seemed to have been swept by a machine gun. There were holes all over their bodies. After their bodies stiffened for a while, they completely lost their support and turned into a handful of yellow sand. Chu Dong knew that this was far from over.

The bodies of the twelve sun sorcerers in the Xingxiang Mansion shook one after another. They were originally controlled from a long distance, and they were powerless, and the delay was too high, otherwise they would definitely be able to restore the sand ghost quickly.

Lian Yuehou exclaimed: "The Void Condensation Talisman is not enough, but it can still control so many. The power of these spells is not right. Where did these methods come from in the slave cave! Add some strength, this person must have a secret."

The Yang warlocks adjusted their bodies and continued to perform spells, while Chu Dong raised his right hand, and a purple-red compass appeared. Before that, Chu Dong was still pure gold, but now he can turn strange purple-red when he condenses Qimen. It was because most of Chu Dong's cultivation this time came from eating ghosts.

When the compass was completed, a strange gate appeared at Chu Dong's feet.

【Enable algorithm support, enable reverse calculation】

The Yin-Yang map in the inner circle and the Eight Diagrams map in the outer circle, once again the eight gates determine life and death, and the nine stars determine the star position, covering a range of more than 100 meters.

Qimen pays attention to the combination, most of them can only control two laps, every extra lap is an increase in the geometric multiplication variable, in the past Chu Dong could only count three laps, but now he can count five laps.

"Shen Yinnian, bad old man, but if you count me as a mere Yang soul, you deserve it?"

In the Qimen, an old man suddenly appeared with a purple-red body sitting cross-legged. Chu Dong even calculated his birth date, and then Chu Dong squeezed his right hand hard, and the man in front of him disappeared with the wind.

At the same time, in the Xingxiang Mansion, one of the twelve yang magicians suddenly froze and lost his breath on the spot, and the powerful yang soul was also dissipated on the spot.

Qimen spun wildly, "There are quite a few people, but I want to show you what curse killing is."

The brain's computing power has not been affected, it just can't leave, it can still control those god clones, and use this kind of computing power to support divination. I'm afraid there is no one in the world who can compare with him.

The Xingxiang Mansion suddenly fell into chaos. These sun magicians wanted to take back their hands from the sand table, but the sand table was like glue, and they couldn't get it back no matter what.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining eleven people began to connect with their souls, and no traces could be seen at all.

The warlock died, the sand table was destroyed, and the yellow sand around Chu Dong quickly faded away, as if it had never happened before. The power of the strange door depends entirely on the computing power, that is to say, as long as Chu Dong provides enough strange door to run With the power, the brain can calculate on his behalf, as long as there are some connections, it can be calculated.