Chapter 431 Ambush
While jumping up and down, Wang Chen passed by the rows of houses and tiles, and arrived in front of the temple where there was a suspected presence of someone.
Although the air was restricted in the Kowloon Underground Palace and flight spells and magic weapons could not be used normally, during this period of time, he became familiar with the special environment here and developed a method of rapid skimming.
The city was deserted and the long streets were covered in dust, but most of the buildings were basically intact.
Wang Chen found no trace of evil spirits or monsters.
A dead city.
Since there are no self-luminous obsidian in the city, and there are few ground mushrooms that can illuminate, the light is extremely dim, making the firelight projected from the temple hall particularly conspicuous.
Chenghuang Temple.
Wang Chen raised his head, saw the plaque hanging above the palace door, and recognized three true seal characters.
The two gates of the Chenghuang Temple are made of unknown materials. They have not decayed or been damaged after thousands of years. One of the doors is half open.
From a distance of ten feet, Wang Chen waved his palm and struck out.
boom!
With a muffled sound, another door opened suddenly.
The interior scene of the main hall instantly caught Wang Chen's eyes.
The City Emperor Temple was empty. Four thick stone pillars supported the high dome, and a huge statue stood directly opposite the temple door.
The statue is taller than seven sticks, with a tall and muscular body, wearing armor and holding a big mace, with lion eyes and a broad nose, and a majestic look.
Although the sacrificer has long since ceased to exist, it is still guarding the city!
Wang Chen noticed that there was a burning bonfire in front of the statue.
The fire he saw earlier was obviously coming from this bonfire.
Beside the bonfire, there were some baggage and weapons scattered around.
It seems that a group of travelers were resting here, and suddenly something unexpected happened. The people were gone but the fire was still there.
Wang Chen did not enter the hall immediately, but used his spiritual consciousness to carefully explore the hall.
No unusual existence was found.
He raised his Yao sword to protect his whole body and walked into the City Emperor Temple step by step.
It was very quiet inside the main hall. You could only hear the "crackling" sound of burning firewood. Judging from the ashes, it should have been burning for a long time. It could last for a moment or two at most before it would be extinguished.
Then comes the problem.
Who set up a bonfire here, and why did they suddenly disappear?
Wang Chen frowned, feeling strange in his heart.
After thinking for a while, Wang Chen sat down next to the campfire.
He took some dry firewood from his storage bag and added it to the campfire.
After finally finding traces of other people, Wang Chen planned to wait here for some time to see if anyone else would come.
Also take a good rest.
He didn't know if it was due to his recent mental fatigue. Sitting next to the warm and bright fire, deep tiredness quietly came over him, making his eyelids start to fight.
Wang Chen's consciousness gradually dimmed, and he fell into a deep sleep soon.
After almost a stick of incense, three figures flashed into the hall like ghosts.
Astonishingly, there were three monks, two men and one woman!
The robes they wore were all in tatters and looked like they hadn't been cleaned or repaired for a long time. They were all unkempt and dirty, except for a pair of eyes that stared at Wang Chen with sparkling eyes.
Like a hungry beast eyeing delicious prey!
"Hahaha!"
A scarred male cultivator danced and laughed hoarsely: "What a big fat sheep!"
The female nun next to her licked her chapped lips and said, "Brother Gan, I haven't eaten meat for a long time."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Another one-armed male cultivator said impatiently: "Kill him quickly, maybe someone else will come!"
"let me!"
The female cultivator took the initiative to ask for the hairpin, and couldn’t wait to wave her hands and break out a silver hairpin!
The moment the silver hairpin was released, it turned into a sharp stream of light and shot towards Wang Chen's head.
The three of them were also very careful and did not approach Wang Chen even when he was attacked.
Ding!
Just as the silver hairpin weapon was about to hit Wang Chen, it was suddenly deflected by a raised finger.
Take it!
It changed direction, shot through the roof of the hall and disappeared.
Wang Chen, who was originally drowsy, opened his eyes, straightened up and showed a half-smile to the visitor.
The three monks were all shocked.
The scar-faced male cultivator yelled, "Why is the Mystical Incense ineffective?"
"It turns out to be the fairy incense."
Wang Chen sniffed and said with a smile, "No wonder there's no smell."
Mystic incense is a special intoxicating drug that can be mixed into firewood and incense to be burned and dispersed. It is colorless and odorless and difficult to prevent.
This kind of drug has a very strong effect on Qi Practitioners and can make people fall asleep.
If the monks of Zifu were accidentally attacked, they would also have the negative effect of weakening their muscles and bones, affecting the normal performance of their strength.
Wang Chen felt something was wrong the moment he stepped into the hall.
But he remained calm, pretending not to be aware of anything, and sat down by the campfire.
Lure the snake out of its hole!
In fact, this kind of incense is very effective against ordinary monks, and its power is doubled in the special environment of the Nine Dragons Underground Palace. However, Wang Chen's Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa has been cultivated to the sixth level, and he has condensed the indestructible body of Vajra.
Not to mention the mere Immortal Incense, even the stronger Drunk God Smoke would not have much effect on him!
King Kong is indestructible and immune to all poisons!
"kill!"
The one-armed male cultivator was extremely brave. When he saw that his conspiracy was exposed, not only did he show no intention of retreating, but he roared and rushed towards Wang Chen.
He waved his remaining right arm and punched Wang Chen.
The one-armed male cultivator's movements were extremely fast, and he was in front of Wang Chen in the blink of an eye. The clenched iron fist pierced the air silently, and the skin of the raised joints glowed with a metallic light.
The power of the fist was so strong that ripples appeared in the surrounding space.
At the same time, the scar-faced male cultivator shook his hand and played a talisman.
A ball of spiritual light suddenly exploded!
The female cultivator next to him suddenly turned her head sideways, and dozens of points of cold light shot out from her bun.
Shoot towards Wang Chen’s lower body!
The three of them cooperated extremely well, and were obviously used to such joint sieges.
Faced with the opponent's surprise attack, Wang Chen did not dodge and raised his right palm to face the iron fist that hit him.
This one-armed male cultivator is obviously very good at close combat. He has practiced boxing to a very high level. He is 100% a martial artist and has reached the ninth level of Qi training.
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Even low- to mid-level Qi-training monks with protective shields couldn't withstand this punch!
Snapped!
The fists and palms hit each other, and the sound was clear and crisp.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the figure of the one-armed male cultivator suddenly paused.
The fierce and manic look in his eyes instantly turned into boundless horror!
The next moment, the one-armed male cultivator flew backwards.
His fist suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist, his only arm was twisted into a twist, and white bones came out of his skin!
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