what if i can't die

"Listen to the old gentleman!"

Chen Yiling chose Elder Dou because he wanted to make up for his own shortcomings with his experience.

Except for people like Song Shi who have never been in the rivers and lakes, the others quickly disguised themselves, making Song Shi dazed for a while.

Some became like women, some like guards, even Chen Yiling let her hair go and became a sister next door.

Seeing Song Shi in a daze, Chen Yiling smiled and said, "You don't need to pretend, anyone will think you are a rich man."

"Uh, okay."

Song Shi was so happy, he followed Chen Yiling out of Jinxiu City, crossed the Jinhe River, and plunged into the vast world.

Their group is like an ordinary caravan, shuttling on the path.

After all, this world is in a feudal state. Outside the city, most of the outside is wasteland. From time to time, you can see bones on the road, and occasionally meet skinny humans with green eyes.

"The people outside seem to be more miserable than the people in Jinxiu City."

Song Shi came to a conclusion that Jinxiu City was at least rich in the first place, while the countryside outside was not as good, and the situation would get worse if it was affected by the plague and war.

He turned his head and glanced at Chen Yiling who had turned into a soft girl: "Commander Chen, how far is it from the meeting point?"

"About [-] miles, take a night's rest on the way, and you'll be there tomorrow."

Chen Yiling pulled back her hair, her eyes were wary of the nearby wilderness.

"It's really easy to be attacked outside?"

"Well, if you don't follow the army, you may be attacked at any time."

"Why don't you go together?"

"The last person who thought this way is dead. Our large army is in the Ten Thousand Poisonous Mountains, and the Heavenly Demon Sect is full of tricks, deliberately sending masters to sneak attack on our rear team."

A group of people walked quietly through the vast wilderness, and the terrain gradually rose.

In the evening, they stopped in a small town in the hills.

A plague broke out in this town, and everyone died, and then a fire broke out, and most of the town was in a state of scorched black.

Ordinary people didn't dare to get close to them. The monks were okay, they found a good compound to live in, and each began to rest.

Is old man Dou very experienced? He specially called a few Houtian warriors to watch the night.

Song Shi didn't need to watch the night, so he took out his light body technique and began to explore, and he entered the door after a while.

In the middle of the night, Song Shi jumped up and down in his room, as if he didn't have much weight.

"Very good. Changing the way Qi operates will make the body lighter and the movement will be faster."

With a small success in the light body technique, it was getting late, he started to practice the Taiyin concept, and took a rest along the way.

In the early hours of the morning, a strange circle of gray mist suddenly appeared.

The night watchman fell limp to the ground the moment he was shrouded in mist.

Not long after, Song Shi, who was practicing, suddenly felt terrified.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found a huge blue handprint photographed towards him.

With a loud noise, Song Shi, who was being attacked unexpectedly, was slapped on the ground, and he sank into it, as if he couldn't get it out.

On the broken ground, a layer of golden energy on Song Shi's body protected him, so that although he suffered such a violent blow, he was not fatal.

"Who the hell attacked me!"

Song Shi was a little dazed by the beating, he struggled to stretch out his hand, and slapped the ground to get up.

Whoosh!

A cold light followed, piercing his eyebrows with a ding.

"You were killed by a magic weapon, your physique +10!"

"You draw power from death and get 5 free attribute point!"

"You will be resurrected in three seconds!"

"The resurrection location is not set, the default is to resurrect on the spot!"

At the same time, similar scenes occurred in other places.

The fog put many people in a coma, and they were killed by the sneak attacker Thunder.

Only a few capable people were able to rebel.

Not surprisingly, the people who deliberately kept a low profile and pretended to be on their way were still targeted.

After killing Song Shi, the shooter turned around blankly, as if he was going to kill others. .

In the dark night, another person laughed madly: "Dead, hahaha, finally dead, I am the son, the only son of Daqian!"

Song Shi jumped up from the pit, looking at the two people in the house with horror.

The door had been destroyed, and Changsun Ji, who shouldn't be here, was laughing wildly.

The shadowless guard who attacked him next to him was in a very abnormal state.

The former laughed wildly in the dark, while the latter's eyes were blank, like a walking dead.

Song Shi was a little confused, maybe he was dreaming.

Impossible, the system prompts have appeared, and it is in line with the characteristics of the extraordinary foundation building to kill himself.

At present, only when an existence beyond one level of his own kills him can he be rewarded with ten points.

"Changsun Ji, are you alright?"

Song Shi couldn't help but open his mouth. The latter looked over blankly, and his laughter stopped abruptly: "Hai Ying, haven't you eaten yet? Kill him!"

Changsun Ji became mad again, baring his teeth and claws on the spot, but the strange thing was that his eyes were still blank, which didn't match the expression on his face at all.

Hai Ying turned around, and a cold light shot out from around him again, piercing Song Shi's head.

Three seconds later, Song Shi stood up again and glanced at the magic weapon beside the man in black.

This thing is actually a silver needle, much thicker than ordinary needles, more like a nail, the tip is very sharp, no wonder the destructive power is so strong, even his dharma body can't bear it.

"Why can't it be killed!"

Changsun Ji jumped up angrily: "Keep killing, even in a dream, kill him for me!"

These words shocked Song Shi, who was in a daze, and dared not say anything: "No way, are you sleepwalking?"

Song Shi really hadn't seen him for a long time, even if he had heard of similar things, it was the first time he encountered a sleepwalking murderer in person.

"This dream is really quite real, there are still such words, kill!"

Changsun Ji waved his hand, and Hai Ying urged his silver needle again.

Song Shi's palm glowed and turned into a piece of iron sand. He tried to catch it with his hands, but his whole body was pierced, and there were many bleeding holes in his head.

"Kill kill kill!"

Seeing that Song Shi was still alive, Changsun Ji roared wildly.

Song Shi, who couldn't die, dispersed his consciousness, and found that a huge and strange gray mist was shrouded outside.

He couldn't see the side, but in the fog, many people were killing wildly, he explored it, and his pupils shrank.

The people who killed were all those who followed Wuchenzi, Taoist Dou and Wuchenzi were both there.

Without exception, they all have blank eyes, but they can't speak like Changsun Ji.

However, the people in their team became dizzy after encountering the fog. After being killed, their dazed souls floated out of the pool of blood, screamed into the fog, and then went to the sky.

Above the night sky, at the end of the fog, a gray boat looks like a flat boat above the sea of ​​fog, and an old man in a hemp robe is fishing leisurely.

He used a white bone fishing rod for fishing. The fishing line was like a woman's hair. There was no hook, but souls were constantly being pulled up and thrown into the fishing basket beside him.

Fishing for souls!

Song Shi was shocked.

The old man's eyes radiated a strange magic light, and his wrinkled face was full of smiles. Suddenly he raised his head with awareness: "Interesting, there are little fishes who dare to spy."

In the next second, Song Shi felt a terrible thought thundering down, his ears rumbled, his soul collapsed, and his seven orifices bled to death.