One person: I am standing behind you, but the whole Wei

The heavy rain continued to fall like a flood, like pieces of pebbles falling tragically, accompanied by bursts of lightning and thunder.

The raindrops hit the mountains obliquely, and in the puddles of water, they stirred up vibrant splashes of water.

at this time.

The Lhasa Mountains seemed to be covered with a layer of misty veil. The mist continued to spread around as the wind blew, drifting towards the huge square.

In the center of the square stood a group of middle-aged and elderly people wearing Tibetan costumes, letting the rain hit their bodies without any intention of sheltering themselves.

The falling rain flowed along the highland red on his face and suddenly dripped to the ground.

The group of people simply huddled together tightly, shoulder to shoulder and took a step forward, like a tall city wall moving forward.

Everyone clenched their teeth, angry expressions appeared on their faces, and stared at the fog in front of them!

Not a trace of shrinking, not a trace of fear!

No more cowardice!

These people seem to be guarding something...

"Huhuhu..."

A strong wind blew in the air, and the wind mixed with rain made a rustling sound on the ground, and the accumulated water on the ground rippled in waves.

No one's back was shaken at all by the sudden strong wind.

The wind and rain blew away the thick fog that filled the square, and suddenly blew away a corner of it, revealing a dark mass of figures...

I saw that the appearance of those strange people hiding in the fog had changed a little at this time. Black veins appeared on their foreheads, as if black liquid was injected into them!

Gradually, the blue veins seemed to form an anthropomorphic animal pattern.

It's like a bear with a ferocious face, hiding some mysterious mark.

The dead skin in the eyes fell off bit by bit, and a pair of red eyes suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

But it only appeared for a moment, and the corner that was blown away by the wind was instantly covered by the fog again.

The afterglow in his eyes only flashed for a moment, but the terrifying appearance of those strange people he had just seen appeared in his mind...

Like a bloodthirsty beast, the drool slowly flowed down from the corners of his mouth, as if it was out of control of his brain.

"Da da da..."

Deafening footsteps were heard in the fog.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, just like the heavy and hurried sounds of students running to the cafeteria after school at noon!

The sound of footsteps was accompanied by bloodthirsty shouts:

"Kill...Kill..."

"The relics...are mine!"

The Tibetan people looked at each other at the same time and swallowed their saliva nervously.

Although I have had many encounters with wolves when grazing, the fighting power of ordinary people is much stronger than that of wolves!

And these people are different from ordinary people!

They are the same people as the abbot!

but...

When he thought that the person who fainted behind him was Abbot Musa Zanhan, his back straightened even more, and he had only one thought in his mind!

That is "Aka..." who will not let them harm those behind them and will protect them for the rest of their lives!

In the fog, the two groups of people looked like two armies about to fight.

There was no trace of mercy on his body, only the determination to kill the other party!

With a "whoosh..." sound.

Strange people from all directions suddenly rushed out of the fog at an extremely fast speed, like cheetahs pouncing on antelopes.

Their speed is simply not the reaction speed of ordinary people!

Moreover, these strange people have a powerful Qi in their bodies, and even a random attack can kill these Tibetan people!

The Tibetan knife wielded in his hand could not hit them at all.

A Tibetan in the crowd shouted fiercely in Tibetan towards the back:

"Jenpus! See you in the next life!"

[Note: Jianpu means elder brother]

The voice was extremely resolute, with a resolute tone that showed no fear of life or death.

It’s not that I still have any attachment to the present world!

Rather!

He asked the personnel in the rear to protect Abbot Musa Zanchan!

The strangers who kept coming were about to pounce into the crowd and start slaughtering.

A strange glint appeared in everyone's eyes, and then the world they saw suddenly became gray...

It’s just like when I was a kid, there was only black and white TV.

The sound coming from my ears also changed drastically, as if a finger was blocking the ear hole and shaking it gently.

The aliens in front of them, who were originally moving at a very fast speed and trying to kill them, now looked like a slow snail in their eyes.

It was as if the movement was slowed down ten times, and the ferocious expression on his face was clearly visible. The drool that flowed down unconsciously seemed to be mixed with solid glue, and could be seen with the naked eye staying at the corners of his mouth.

Even the heavy rain that fell like stones slowly and slowly fell downwards.

The Tibetan people felt that their vision was unusually clear as they looked at the strange people whose bodies were covered with flaws.

Everyone was immediately delighted. Although they had doubts in their minds, they did not think too much because of the adrenaline!

When you want to seize the flaw and give them a fatal blow.

He found that the movement of swinging the knife also became extremely slow!

I found that at this moment, it seemed that in the entire space nearby, only the movements were slowed down, but the brain was not slowed down!

After calming down, now...

They were filled with horror. What kind of power was this?

It can slow down the speed of all objects in the entire space!

Even the rain given by nature can slow it down!

Although each of these outsiders who came to fight for the relic has gone beyond normal comprehension, these can also be seen in martial arts novels.

But this trace of being able to slow down objects can be said to be the power used by God, and it is not an exaggeration!

"Da da da..."

There was a sound of footsteps in the mist, and the Tibetan people's hearts suddenly tightened...

The sound of footsteps was not affected by this strange phenomenon at all.

Mixed with the originally ethereal sounds in my ears, the fear in my heart continued to grow little by little.

An elegant young man's voice slowly came out from the fog:

"Uncle Ren, it's great! You can actually control tens of thousands of people at once. Your Eight Gates of Dunjia Golden Lock Formation is really amazing."

Then, a young man with a bit of arrogance came from the fog:

"You only realize how powerful I am now? When I was teaching you the formation, you kept complaining about the headache! It's not too late to regret now."

The elegant young man responded with a somewhat annoyed voice:

"Oh... Haven't I already learned the trickery of the Eight Gates? Isn't that enough? Besides, don't I still have you guys?"

"Why learn so much?"

The arrogant voice said with a little pampering:

"You? You have such a high talent for formations, but you just won't work hard."