Chapter 139 Broken Lamp

After leaving Bailu City.

Wu Chong followed the direction recorded in the information and found the top of the mountain in just half a day.

On the bare barren mountains.

An old inn made entirely of thatch, isolated there. There are also some abandoned village buildings on the periphery. At first glance, it looks like a village that has been abandoned for a long time.

It's still the same village.

They are still the 'villagers' who are almost alive.

And the inn at the end.

Looking at the familiar scene, Wu Chong stopped outside the village, recalling the scene the last time he came here in his mind. That time he came with his brothers from the village, and they spent money from Yuan Wang. When they entered the village, the villagers showed frightened expressions.

At that time, none of them felt that something was wrong.

"Hero, I have no money."

Walking into the village, the villagers knelt down and begged for mercy just as they remembered.

These people are just like a fixed program.

At first glance they look very real, but upon closer inspection you will find that they are not real lives, they are all false lives derived from the oil lamp in the inn. It is trying hard to imitate human behavior, but unfortunately, dead things are just dead things, and it cannot understand the meaning of real life.

Squeak, squeak

When he reached the top of the mountain, Wu Chong looked at the inn in front of him.

It was still as shabby as before, and outside the door, he saw the old shopkeeper holding an oil lamp.

"Does the guest want to stay in the hotel?"

The old shopkeeper grinned, showing yellow teeth.

Sure enough, he was a dead thing, but he didn't remember him at all, and his behavior was still as planned.

Wu Chong ignored the old shopkeeper and looked up at the inn. It was here that he killed a group of good brothers who were not born in the same year, same month and same day, and it was here that he met Xu Zhou.

The inn at that time was an irresistible mystery to him.

In his eyes, it was a powerful monster that even Xu Zhou, who had a mysterious origin, could not deal with. But when he looked at it again, he found that this inn was full of flaws. The wall that I once tried my best not to see through now looks like that.

'I've become stronger. ’

He chose to use this thing to make the third-turn material. He wanted to settle this grudge and bring an end to the past.

Wu Chong raised his hand, and wisps of breath gathered in his palm.

"Guest, come in and drink some hot tea."

The old shopkeeper spoke again, with the same honest smile. It's just that Wu Chong is no longer interested in wasting time with him.

Looking at the dilapidated inn in front of him, Wu Chong gathered all the 'spiritual power' in his body into the palm of his hand.

The surface layer of human skin also begins to recover.

First floor, second floor, third floor, fourth floor!

All the forces are superimposed and gathered together. There was a vague visual sense of distorted air, as if fire was burning.

A normal person would have run away long ago when he saw the enemy gathering momentum, but this inn and the old shopkeeper inside were all dead. They don't even know what fear is, they just do what they do.

Stonebreaker!

A palm flew into the air and fell down.

The palm of nothingness disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, a powerful force collided with the dilapidated inn in front of him, and only a "boom" was heard.

A huge palm print appeared on the outer layer of this inn that had once been unbreakable.

The palm prints penetrated deep into the wall, and cracks like spider webs began to spread around it.

The scratches expanded, the inn showed signs of collapse, and the signboard outside also fell off. This palm really breaks the stone! It’s just that this ‘monument’ is the entire inn, an inn transformed from pollutants.

“Are the guests staying in a hotel or dining?”

Inside the store, the numb old shopkeeper still repeated what he said before.

There was a dusty oil lamp placed on his counter.

There was actually a crack on the lampshade.

This inn is the manifestation of the power of this oil lamp

Wu Chong gathered his strongest strength so far and struck out with a single palm, which actually shattered this irreversible thing.

Looking at this scene, his mind couldn't help but recall what Xu Zhou had said.

‘These things cannot be killed. ’

refuses to die?

Wu Chong looked at the cracked oil lamp shade, and his belief became stronger.

There is no monster in this world that cannot be killed. If there is, it means your strength is not enough.

After ten breaths.

There was a crisp sound, and the glass lampshade around the oil lamp shattered.

With the broken oil lamp, the whole village shook.

Standing on the mountain, Wu Chong saw the disappearance of the village. This disappearance was like a broken crystal, spreading outward from the middle part, one by one, room by room. Every time a crack cuts across a place, an area disappears.

For ordinary demon warriors, pollutants cannot be killed.

This is not only Xu Zhou's concept, but everyone else, including people in Tianjie and Huangquan, thinks so. Countless warriors have tried throughout history, but no matter how hard they try, they can't destroy this thing. It is like a wonder of the world, standing there undefended and unable to be eliminated by all means.

Countless generations of attempts.

Finally came to the conclusion of ‘cannot be killed’.

But nothing in this world is absolute.

From the birth of pollutants to the present, no one has ever used such a crude method to crush it like Wu Chong.

Because it's not strong enough.

But Wu Chong's 'spiritual power' did it, like a spear.

He gathered all his power into a single point and shattered the shield. This broken point sets off a chain reaction that ultimately leads to total collapse.

This feeling is like the invincible BOSS in Novice Village.

It's like being beaten to death by a cheating player.

After it was shattered, the entire mountain shook.

Wu Chong stood on the top of the mountain, his feet seemed to have taken root, letting the earth shake without moving at all.

Following the earthquake, the surrounding villages completely disappeared.

The villagers I saw when I came in earlier also slowly lost their movement. They stood there like dead objects one by one, letting the fragmentation spread to them. Finally, they turned into black ash together with the disappearing villages and scattered in the sky and earth. between.

After a long time, the shock disappeared.

The village is gone, and the inn in the middle has also disappeared.

There was only a broken and old lamp left on the spot, lying quietly on the ground. All the surrounding land that came into contact with it was polluted black and purple.

This pollution power is more than a hundred times more powerful than the night demon.

Wu rushed over and picked up the broken lamp.

In the field of vision, a familiar interface jumped out.

The job transfer materials have been collected.

Whether to change jobs