"Oh my God, why, why!"

"Is this the same in the other world? Why is the aura still so similar?"

"How many years have you been cheated of! The realm corpse is not the real boundary wall, and there is no fundamental difference from the Kyushu!"

"This is also a Ghost Realm Fort, it is separated by a corpse!"

As soon as Jiangdong opened, as soon as it flew out of the fog area, a familiar breath came to her face in the dim sky. Nearly two thousand people stood outside the fog area in a daze, and everyone showed extreme disappointment.

Unlike Jiuzhou, outside the foggy area is not a desert known as the forbidden area of ​​life, but a vast grassland, which also presents a dark green color under the dim sky. However, the vast grassland is full of traces of war, and there are not many good places within the sight.

call out--

Unlike others, Jiang Dong was stunned for a moment, stepped on the thunder and flew towards the distant sky at a high speed. In Bai Qi's mansion, he had learned about the situation in this world, which corresponds to the Western world in the world, so there was nothing to hesitate. Now for him, the people in front of him are the real threat.

"The surname Jiang is running away!"

"Chasing! Chasing!"

"Don't chase, we don't separate!"

"Come back!"

Five or six thousand people chased out nearly a thousand numbers, and were summoned by this sound and flew back again. Then a group of people walked towards the depths of the grassland. So many people gathered together, which was also an army with great combat power.

After walking rapidly in Jiangdong for more than a thousand miles, I suddenly saw a group of people flapping their wings and sprinting towards me, but the number of wings is different. The fewest are only two wings, and the most are eight. From the combat power, the two wings are equivalent to the Yihua Clustering Period in Jiuzhou, and the eight wings are equivalent to the leader level of Jiuzhou.

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Although Jiangdong was mentally prepared, he still felt awkward. But what shocked him even more was that the Western hell was actually together with the Eastern hell. This seemed to belong to the same system, but in the world, this was obviously a completely different religion.

"I come from Jiuzhou on the other side of the boundary wall, also known as the Great Han Dynasty." Jiangdong also studied in the world and could still understand simple English, but he was born with a kind of rejection of English. Since he came to the Ghost World Castle, he has become more proud of the Great Han culture. Now that he hears English again, he directly answers in the modern Jiuzhou language and uses his mental power to transmit voice.

"You came from the other side of the boundary wall!" The other party was very surprised, stared at Jiangdong for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Are you coming from the world?"

Jiangdong stood two miles away and replied with his spiritual power: "I come from China in the world. The border wall belongs to the Eastern civilization. Just like you, it is just separated by a corpse of an ancient creature."

There was a sudden silence over there, and after a long time, he said disappointedly: "I thought there was a world of the world... were you the only ones here?"

"When I came here, there were about a thousand people. What did you experience? Why are there traces of war everywhere?" Jiangdong looked at the devastated land, and there were ravines left by war everywhere.

In the end, Jiangdong was invited to a large castle more than a thousand miles away. There was a medium-sized city more than a hundred miles away. However, most of it had turned into ruins. A ravine that was 100 meters deep and dozens of meters wide was drawn from the south of the city to the north of the city, which was very terrifying.

"Ten months ago, a group of demons suddenly descended from the sky and began to massacre my Roman Empire, especially those with high magic power, and not one of them was let go." The Eight-winged man picked up a glass of red wine and Yang Yang Yang at Jiang Dong. Without drinking it, he said with sad expression on his face.

I have been listening to him for a long time. The countless frozen mysteries in Jiangdong's heart are slowly dissipating, but the ominous feeling suspended in his heart is slowly increasing. The encounter of the Roman Empire several months ago is indeed related to the disappearance of the underworld of Jiuzhou, but in their realm, the Yin soldiers and Yin Generals are called demons.

Just ten months ago, a large number of Yin soldiers and Yin generals suddenly arrived, including angels with wings in their realm. After the demons arrived, they began to massacre the Roman Empire. The targets of the massacre were only targeted at powerful people with holy level and above, that is, cultivators with eight wings above their side.

Jiangdong was amazed in his heart, isn’t this the cleaning of Jiuzhou every thousand years? The same model, the same means, and even the intervals are so similar.

A battle that lasted for nearly six months, and was a duel between the top strong men, completely crippled the Roman Empire, and countless young monks and even civilians were injured by the war. The Roman Empire was defeated from the peak of the genius as a group of talents, and the peak of the genius was suddenly defeated to the trough, and above the eight wings were almost killed. Many genius with the eight wings also did not escape the disaster.

After some exchanges, Jiangdong also told the other party about the war in Jiuzhou several years ago and the disappearance of the underworld. While both sides were amazed, they agreed that the hells in the East and the West were in one place, which could be collectively called the underworld, and the managers of the underworld cleaned up the growing strongman every thousand years.

"This is like preventing the problem from escalating, afraid of growing beyond their control, and it is more like breeding and harvesting." Eight-wing monk Peter leaned on a wooden chair and murmured to himself. Over the past few months, many monks of the Roman Empire, like him, have fallen into a deadly despair and despair. The powerful abilities they had longed for before, but now no one dares to expect them anymore. The stronger they are, the more miserable they die.

"Breeding, harvesting..." Jiang Dong's heart trembled suddenly. This unprecedented speculation made him feel a huge and terrifying conspiracy. If even the top figures were harvested like mature leeks, how terrible the underworld would be behind it, the Ghost World Fort would have become a huge breeding farm!

After staying in the castle for two days, Jiangdong stood up and left. For the next period of time, Jiangdong and Jindu and others started a long practice in this world.

The area of ​​the Roman Empire is comparable to that of the Jiuzhou and is extremely vast. Through communication with some people, I learned that the entire Western world has come here after death. Only a very small number of people with great influence in the world have entered heaven. Of course, they don’t know whether they really went there, they didn’t come here anyway.

The city of Jerodos, the Roman Empire...

Six people from Jiangdong sat in the private room of the Colosseum, eating steaks and drinking red wine while watching the beast-fighting competition in the field. A very majestic, two meters tall red-haired man stood in front of an iron gate on the Colosseum. There were beasts roars and roars shook the entire Colosseum.

Scream-

The gate opened, and a golden lion more than eight meters long jumped out of it, slapped at the strong man's head with one claw. The strong man roared, and his wings spread out, quickly took off, and then a spear suddenly stabbed out.

"Roar——" the golden-haired lion roared loudly, turned around, and its big claws directly slapped the spear, then opened its bloody mouth to swallow the strong man in.

"Uncle, the monks in this world seem to prefer straight-forward fighting. The Taoist technique seems to be very single. Look at the palm of your hand and move heavy objects to bombard it." Ji Ling ate the raisins, stared at the Colosseum for a while and then felt bored.

"Asking carefully, the Roman Empire has been passed down for so many years, and even the simple Taoism has accumulated important rules and essence." Jiang Dong reminded several people, and while tasting red wine, he used the Om-shaped technique.

"Lao Jiang, why do I feel that the great disaster in Jiuzhou is coming? The corpse of the realm does not allow people from saints or above to pass through. It is a bit of a meaning to help the underworld divide and cure it." The golden donkey leaned against the sofa, drinking a little confused.

Thundering was floating like a ray of light and shadow in front of the glass window of the box, looking at the huge Colosseum, thinking: "Although the war in Jiuzhou had sharply reduced the number of monks and population a few years ago, there were almost no impact on existences above the Saint level, so the great purge of the underworld will not be postponed because of the war in Jiuzhou. I seem to have smelled the fishy smell of the war."

"That's not right. After the Great Purge, Brother Jiang can walk across Jiuzhou! And there is another thousand years. By the next time, we may be able to leave the Ghost Realm Castle." The honey badger suddenly said excitedly. If all the above Saints are killed, then he will be closer to the top of the Ghost Realm Castle monks.

The box fell into silence for a moment, and everyone's emotions were very complicated about the upcoming war. Whether it was a monk or a mortal, who would not want to be above everyone and become the overlord, but if this is achieved, Jiangdong always felt frightened and very uneasy.

"Lao Jiang, people from Jiuzhou!" The tree demon lying on the glass of the box, suddenly shouted. Everyone hurriedly looked at the center of the Colosseum, where five monks from Jiuzhou were tied up and threw them on the field.

"What's the situation?! The war broke out in less than a month after the monks of Jiuzhou came?" Several people were shocked, and Jiangdong also had a very bad premonition. If the conflict between the two sides intensified, the five or six thousand people who came here would be a turtle in the jar, and even the Jiangdong and the others would probably not be spared. Even the monks of Jiuzhou were strong, after all, they were still on other people's territory, and the strong dragon could not suppress the local snake.

"These five people, two from Zhongnanshan, one from the Ren family, one from Voodoo Ridge, and the other from the Dongchang." Jin Lu looked at the center of the venue with some fun. Although she hated the nine major forces very much, she still felt strange when she saw that she was bullied in another world.

Suddenly, there were bursts of shouts from outside. Looking down, the five monks from the Roman Empire were out of the field, and the five monks from Jiuzhou were also let go. Obviously, the two sides wanted to show a contest between monks from the two realms here.

"Brothers of the Great Roman Empire! One month ago, five or six thousand people from otherworldly people came to our Great Roman Empire through the mist and grasslands. Some time ago, they killed our people at the border. These people were the prisoners we captured!" The host shouted with the microphone.

"Kill them!"

"Destroy the Easterners!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In an instant, the entire Colosseum was in full swing, and it was extremely difficult to establish trust between the two worlds. Now the Roman Empire has just experienced a great purge and is more sensitive to outsiders. If you are not careful, the conflict will be intensified.
Chapter completed!