Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

Just as the top leaders of the Wanjian Sect were having a serious discussion, the branches outside the house trembled twice.

A pitch-black crow rolled its stiff eyeballs, then let out a strange cry and ran away. Its black feathers fluttered to the ground and were blown away by the wind.

Suburbs.

The crow landed on the shoulder of the old man in black robe and pecked at his long feathers with his beak.

He glanced at the monk crouching on the ground, his dry fingers fiddling with the crow on his shoulder. "Are you ready?"

His hoarse voice sounded like an old waterwheel stirring feebly, making people feel uncomfortable.

The old man raised his cloudy eyes and looked at the sky. This used to be their home, but later humans came and drove them away.

But now it’s different…

They'll be back soon.

soon.

The smoke and dust disappeared into the mortal world, leaving no trace.

…………

Inside the tower.

Ye Qingshan was teleported to the seventh floor. The surroundings were very quiet. Yu Zhao also slowly walked out of the teleportation array and noticed something unusual. The surroundings were eerily quiet, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

But it was soon swallowed up by the breeze.

They were now at the foot of the cliff, looking up to see the full moon, a chilling atmosphere spreading endlessly. The mist dissipated, revealing a dark chain hanging in the air.

Soon, several other people were teleported over.

Yu Zhao took a step forward. There was a "pa" sound, and something seemed to fall to the ground. It was covered in blood. It was a head.

The head slowly turned around and faced several people. The look of its eyes open in death made people feel uncomfortable all over and almost got goosebumps.

Song Yulan frowned, "Who is that?"

Before anyone could react, Yu Zhao saw something from his eyes.

"He seems to be a disciple of the Wanjian Sect."

However, it seemed that the head had been gnawed by something, and there was not much flesh on the face. She was not sure who it was.

At some point, Shen Yuzhuo also appeared on the seventh floor. He glanced at the man holding the sword and said, "Jian Nanyi from the Wanjian Sect."

As soon as the words fell, everyone felt a chill.

The disciples of the Wanjian Sect...

You were so arrogant just now, why is you being bitten by a monster now?

The bloody head on the ground moved slightly, and its two strange twisted tentacles trembled. Then a creature slowly crawled out. It was a centipede with a thousand legs. It was now coiled in its eye sockets, covered in blood.

It crawled around randomly as if it had drunk too much, and soon its body began to glow with a light blue light, which looked very strange.

Its cyan light began to transform and spread to green, as if it was evolving.

A blood-red light flashed, and the centipede was split into two.

Yu Zhao stepped forward and cut it with a knife. The corrosive blood splattered everywhere, turning the broken head on the ground into liquid.

The sound of "sizzling" fell into everyone's ears.

Song Yulan sighed, "Junior Sister Yu, you're pretty quick at finishing off the enemy."

Yu Zhao: "This is called eliminating future troubles."

Just interrupt the spellcasting, there's no need to stand by and watch, because if the centipede mutates into a big troublemaker, they'll have to start fighting the boss again.

Before Yu Zhao could stop smiling, more rustling sounds were heard around him. The fishy smell rolled around and rushed into his nose.

Well, it’s too early to be happy.

It is indeed not advisable to open champagne at halftime.

Soon other disciples came over from the teleportation array, but they didn't know the situation here.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the things on the ground. There were countless centipedes with green eyes, densely packed together. They bit anyone they saw, as if they were possessed.

"..."

"What the hell is all this?"

Another knowledgeable monk was dumbfounded. The magic weapon in his hand shot out golden light and he tried his best to drive away the centipedes around him.

"How could there be a monster like this that only exists at the border on the seventh floor?"

Border?

Most of them didn't have time to react before the centipede monsters pounced on them and bit their thighs, causing them to fall, or they were bitten directly in the vital parts.

There are too many, there is no way.

Yu Zhao released burning flames to drive them away while looking for a suitable retreat, but there were only stones and centipedes near the cliff.

Their only way to survive is...

She looked up and glanced at the top. The only way to go was up, climbing up the rock by climbing the chain.

Several people looked at each other and quickly stepped onto the dark chains, which had been in disrepair for a long time and made clanging sounds when they were shaken.

Shen Yuzhuo killed the nearest centipede and didn't plan to fight any longer, because these were alien creatures, and those dirty things had mixed in among the monks participating in this session.

More than one.

After they climbed up the chains, the centipedes were still climbing up, refusing to give up. Their sharp teeth flashed with a faint light, which was intimidating. The monks who came in later were bitten to pieces as soon as they came out of the teleportation array.

But they didn't know the situation and were teleported in one by one.

The teleportation array seemed to have turned into a buffet for the centipedes, where they ate to their heart's content.

The screams and gnawing sounds lingered in the survivors' ears for a long time.

Song Yulan, who had escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, could no longer bear it. He pulled the chain and turned his head to vomit violently, his stomach feeling like it was on fire.

All she could think about was the way it was eaten raw, and her brain was spinning. She was probably afraid that she would never want to eat tofu pudding again in her life, as it was traumatizing her.

Seeing that no one responded, she turned pale and asked, "Are you all so calm?"

Is she the only one with poor mental quality, vomiting?

Yu Zhao didn't dare to say that he had seen such scenes many times in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. He could only touch the tip of his nose and whispered, "I have a bad memory and forget things quickly."

Song Yulan: "...I envy you."

Then she looked at the calm Leng Quanyi: "Junior Sister Leng, you too..."

"I was concentrating on escaping and didn't look." Leng Quanyi said so, but when he thought of the familiar centipede, a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. People from southern Xinjiang were coming.

Shen Yuzhuo's face didn't look very good either. These things didn't exist in his previous life, but he didn't expect them to appear today.

The alien race has taken action in advance, and the world of immortal cultivation is about to be in chaos.

It's definitely not just like this inside the tower. There might be someone supporting us outside the tower.

Everyone has different expressions.

The atmosphere at the scene was particularly solemn.

Shen Yuzhuo's eyes trembled slightly, and he still wanted to warn them that they should be prepared. "Once we get out, I'm afraid we'll have to go through a fierce battle."

Aliens have always acted in groups, but in this situation, they have to be more cautious.

Song Yulan was a little confused, but couldn't help but say, "The people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are really stingy. Junior Sister Yu took the Burning Flame, and they want you to act like a rogue."

Shen Yuzhuo shook his head and said, "It's not just the people from the Wanjian Sect, there are also alien races."

His tone was a little heavy. Yu Zhao glanced at him and understood. Someone had just mentioned that there were monsters that could only appear at the border. It seemed that some aliens had sneaked in.

After all, the alien race seems to have some connection with southern Xinjiang, and likes to use insects, corpses and so on.