I Have a City in a Different World

The open space at the end of the bridge was silent at this moment.

A battle between cultivators stunned the onlookers, allowing them to witness the horror of extraordinary power.

The legendary immortal turns out to really exist, and his methods are extremely powerful.

The refugees were displaced due to the war and witnessed battles between extraordinary beings, which greatly impacted the minds of the refugees.

But it didn't take long for the initially panic-stricken refugees' eyes to gradually gain a glimmer of light.

There was originally darkness in my heart, but now it is illuminated by light, and I have more expectations for life.

The source of the light of hope was naturally Tang Zhen, who had defeated a powerful enemy.

The fight just now was short, but everyone could still see clearly that Tang Zhen was always calm and calm, and slapped Master Duhuo into the mud.

The giant hand that appeared out of thin air was clearly transformed by Tang Zhen, and it was feared that it could smash the mountain into pieces with one punch.

Thinking of Tang Zhen chatting with the refugees in a pleasant manner before this, fear quickly turned into anticipation.

By following such a strong man and entering his territory, you might be able to stay away from the harm of war.

Compared with the excited refugees, the few SAARC monks who first asked for help became silent at this moment.

They never thought that the crisis would end in this way, nor did they expect that Tang Zhen could kill seven powerful enemies in an instant.

In their expectation, even the best result was that Tang Zhen was injured and the enemy was driven back.

But the greater possibility is that Tang Zhen was unlucky with them and fought to the death with the enemy.

As a result, Tang Zhen took out the fishing net and easily wiped out the Northern Xinjiang monks.

The surprise came unexpectedly, but immediately a trace of worry emerged.

Victory was certainly a good thing, as it helped them avoid the danger of death, but when they thought about Tang Zhen's abnormal attitude, several Southern League monks felt a chill.

According to their guess, Tang Zhen might be confident that he could win, or he might be laughing in anger.

As long as Tang Zhen is not stupid, he can see that their intentions are sinister, and any explanation is just a cover-up.

If it had been in the past, they might have been able to take advantage of the situation and make some excuses to make Tang Zhen suffer the loss of being dumb.

But the current situation is extremely unfavorable to them, and they can even be left to their own devices.

The more they thought about it, the more panicked they became. Several Southern League monks looked at Tang Zhen with a hint of panic in their eyes.

"Thank you for saving me. I am incredibly grateful. I will keep this kindness in mind for the time being and will definitely repay you generously in the future!"

Master Lu Yun of Dahua Sect, said loudly to Tang Zhen, and then he would drive the spiritual crane to rise into the sky.

Several other Southern League monks were also enduring the pain at this moment, trying to drive the seriously injured Linghe away.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Tang Zhen's voice sounded faintly.

"It's rare for you guys to come here, so why bother leaving in a hurry? Why don't you come to my territory to rest for a while before making the next decision."

Tang Zhen looked like a hospitable host with a smile on his face.

Master Lu Yun's expression changed slightly, he secretly complained in his heart, and he quickly refused the invitation.

"There's no need for that. If I have something else to do, I'll definitely come to visit you in the future."

Other Southern League monks responded in the same way.

Tang Zhen's expression changed, showing a mocking expression, and he said to several Southern League monks: "When I asked you to stay, I didn't just invite you, but gave an order.

Since you have done something wrong, you should accept the punishment and not just try to escape.

If you are sensible, you can still get some courtesy, but if you are disrespectful, you will only be embarrassed in the end. "

Tang Zhen's voice was calm, but it sounded like thunder to the Southern League monks, who no longer dared to act rashly.

Master Lu Yun's expression changed, and he looked at the smiling young man in front of him, knowing that this was his final warning.

If you still think about escaping, you may end up worse than the monks in Northern Xinjiang.

There was a hint of ferocity on his face, his expression changed several times, and finally he could only sigh.

"In that case, I'll bother you later."

The most powerful Master Lu Yun first chose to surrender to Tang Zhen, and several other Southern League monks had no choice but to give up resistance.

But I was thinking in my heart that if I could find an opportunity, I would definitely escape from this place immediately.

They had come to their senses, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt something was wrong. This place was not the Yunxiao Sect's property at all.

If Tang Zhen belonged to the Yunxiao Sect, it would be impossible for him to remain unknown, and the Yunxiao Sect's status would definitely be far better than it is now.

Besides, the past information never mentioned this place.

From this, it can be determined that Tang Zhen has nothing to do with Yunxiao Sect, and may even be an enemy rather than a friend.

Fortunately, Tang Zhen was not a monk from Northern Xinjiang, otherwise he would not have been able to carry out such a heavy attack.

Look at the arrogant Duhuo Zhenren, he was almost slapped into a meat pie, and his whole body was buried in the soil.

While he was thinking about it, he saw Tang Zhen wave his hand and rings flew over.

"not good……"

Master Lu Yun's expression changed, and he subconsciously tried to dodge, already guessing the true purpose of these rings.

As soon as the thought came up, he felt his body stiffen, and a powerful force suppressed and imprisoned him.

"The peak of god refining!"

Feeling Tang Zhen's aura, Master Lu Yun was completely in despair. He was only at the sixth level of God Refining and was far inferior to him in terms of realm.

Even if he was not injured and the two sides fought normally, he would not be able to beat Tang Zhen.

If the realms are not much different, they can be evened out with experience and equipment, but if there is a difference of two or three levels, the chance of winning will become extremely low.

Looking at Tang Zhen's fishing net magic weapon, it can directly suppress six northern Xinjiang monks. It can be said to be extremely powerful.

The sect's luck magic weapon may barely be able to compete with one of them, so why should I fight with Tang Zhen?

But in the blink of an eye, the confinement ring wrapped around the necks of several Southern Alliance monks, with mysterious runes flashing across the surface.

This is a randomly set password. Only Lou Ling and Tang Zhen know that if they are forced to crack it, they will immediately call the police or even self-destruct to kill the imprisoned target.

The confinement rings of the cornerstone platform range from low to high, and the price of each type is very cheap.

Although the price is cheap, the power is not compromised, and it is impossible for the god-refining monks to get rid of it.

At the same time, the seven suppressed monks from Northern Xinjiang were also put on imprisonment rings.

Duhuo Daoist climbed out of the pit, and as soon as his head and neck were exposed, he was directly locked by the confinement ring.

His tyrannical strength was instantly sealed by the ring and turned into a strong ordinary person.

The soil that had been easily pushed away immediately brought huge pressure, making the poisonous fire master's face turn red.

"Save me, save me quickly!"

Duhuo Zhenren struggled desperately, trying to break through the confinement and climb out of the soil.

But despite trying his best, he still couldn't escape, it was just a waste of effort.

Faced with a death crisis, Duhuo Zhenren was forced to cry out for help, but his heart was full of anger and unwillingness.

How has a being like him ever been so wronged?

But then I thought about it, a man can bend and stretch without having to worry about his temporary face.

At worst, you can just look for opportunities in the future to shut up those who see your ugly appearance.

Master Duhuo was secretly cruel, and both the refugees and Tang Zhen had become his targets for revenge.

He originally thought that with his status, he would be able to be rescued as soon as possible.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

He turned to look at his six accomplices, all of whom had restraining rings around their necks and whose expressions were so gloomy that they could drip water.

"Help, pull me out of this pit!"

Duhuo Zhenren shouted again, hoping that his companions would help.

Hearing this, the six Northern Xinjiang monks glanced at Master Duhuo with a hesitant expression on their faces.

They have lost all their magic power and have been harmed by others. It will probably take a lot of effort to rescue the poisonous fire master.

The key is that it's not clear what Tang Zhen's attitude is.

"Don't worry about it for now. Bury it for a while and let him feel the local customs."

Tang Zhen's voice made the six Northern Xinjiang monks feel chilled, and at the same time they gave up their rescue plan.

They did not dare to disobey Tang Zhen's orders. Besides, although Master Duhuo was in a difficult situation, his life was not in danger for the time being.

When he looked at Master Duhuo again, there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Shuzi, you're going too far to deceive others..."

Upon hearing this, Master Duhuo's face was so angry that he twisted his face and looked at Tang Zhen fiercely.

His eyes seemed to be spitting fire, containing endless hatred.

But at this moment, there was a sound of soft footsteps, and several dirty domestic dogs following the refugees ran over.

They surrounded Master Duhuo's head, raised their hind legs, and peed heartily.