"I have practiced throughout my life, but I never thought that there is really this place, like a yinluo hell."

Song Fan, who was roaring over the battlefield and holding a white jade smoke pole in his hand, frowned deeply at the evil city below.

Outside the inner ring of the Mist City, deep evil spirits were entangled in the damaged and stripped buildings, and countless strange monsters were surging at the edge of every street in the city.

The closer it is to the city, the more gloomy the sky becomes. Under the pale and crimson light spots of despair, there are also dark winds and demons howl on the outside of the ground covered with mushroom blankets.

There are also some ghostly monsters, stretching out their weird and huge limbs, climbing onto the decaying tall buildings.

"Master, according to the disciple's view, all parts of this world are like here. This secret realm has been completely occupied by evil demons, and there are also inner demons that seduce people's hearts.

It's really not a good place to practice.

It is also a real place of despair."

Chu Qiao, who drove the magic ball across the sky and changed back to the Mo family's Taoist clothes, said to his master and senior sister with a serious expression:

"Junior Brother Jiang is here today to call on heroes from all over the world to come and kill demons to save the world. This is a truly supreme deed. I know that Master, and my senior brothers and sisters all have complaints about Junior Brother Jiang.

But at least today, we must help all the heroes with all their might to retreat.

This is what the master means.”

"Haha, Chu Qiao's disciple has lived in this world for a long time to do good deeds. He has not been in my sect for several months, so he is not aware of the inside story."

Now that Song Fan was so down-to-earth that he sucked a cigarette beautifully, like an old farmer in the countryside, he reached out to pat his proud disciple's shoulders.

He said leisurely:

"Your master has become a fight with fellow Daoist Jiang. As for your senior brother and sister, you no longer have any conflicts with him. Since this time, we, the master and disciple, have to help us all.

No need to pick a place.

Just here!"

Song Fan sprayed a wisp of white smoke from his mouth, and used the white lotus transformation technique to wander around his body into a fog giant spirit. As the monk's mind moved, the giant spirit roared and swung his heavy punch down from the sky.

With two punches, the entire street intersection was blown away, and bricks and stones splashed everywhere, and the earth cracked, and the three disciples of the monk also jumped out of the magic ball.

The smoke evolved, and the technique of sprinkling beans into soldiers, transforming thousands of fog soldiers. There was also Luo Lin's spiritual sword in his hand, flowing clouds and flowers paving the way, and Chu Qiao used the secret technique of Xie Zhu to eliminate demons.

The mere four masters and apprentices guarded the important road leading to the inner ring of the city.

The fallen geese, Shame Flower and Di Yue also took their disciples to scatter outside the inner ring and made the same location differentiation. There were few disciples from the inner sect of Moshuang Mountain, but each had strong combat power.

As they blocked the important roads, external wars were completely cut off from internal assaults.

"Qu"

Afu, the toad that expanded into a hill, kept jumping between the broken and collapsed buildings, and occasionally triggered the earth's veins and turned into spikes to pierce the enemy.

On its head, Qian Duo used wood to perform spells to assist Huntian Rubik's Cube in combat. Wherever he went, there was only a dark poisonous vine growing intricately.

Gu Miao beside him was even more exaggerated. This fierce mad girl grabbed her Fenghuo Bao Fan with both hands, and kept waving in front of her eyes.

The tornado entangled with wind and fire swept across the surroundings, swept the low-level monsters into it, and burned them to ashes and peeled off.

"Go over there!"

Gu Miao shouted at Gan Duo:

"There are big guys over there! It's trying to break through the inner ring and go! Let's go and kill it!"

"You're crazy! You can tell from your body shape that it's a monster king, not something we can deal with."

Gan Duo was cautious in nature, ignored Gu Miao's yelling, and manipulated Ah Fu to advance to the periphery of the city. His old god was saying to Gu Miao:

"We'd better go hunt a few monster lords to enjoy it. Let's leave those big guys to the senior sister and the others to deal with."

"You coward!"

Gu Miao screamed, gestured at Gan Duo's little finger, turned into Yun Yu, and rushed towards the weird spider monster that was more than 30 meters tall.

"Oh! Come back soon!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gan Duo quickly asked Afu to change direction and support him there.

But before they could get there, blood light soared into the sky. A Zhu Yan war spear crossed the sky and the earth, nailing the big spider monster into the ground. Another ferocious beast roared, and the sound of dragon roars and tiger roars echoed there.

Obviously, the senior sister Chen Yu and her countercurrent mercenary group have begun to hunt.

"Damn! Where did these gods come from?"

This time, he also followed the atonementists into the city in a new way, just like watching the gods fighting, watching all the people rushing to the central city.

He originally wanted to join the battle to help, but after calmly evaluating his combat effectiveness, Lao Qu gave up this idea helplessly.

It was not until this time that he could truly see the terrifying power system of the game that came to the world.

He didn't know where these god-like guys came from.

But what he is sure of is that as long as the players of Eden continue to grow in the game, one day they will have such terrible combat power.

In addition, Lao Qu began to consider a subtle problem.

"Is this...is this really just a game?"

He hid in a ruined alley, watching his goddess Juno evoke endless thunder clouds, sweep across the surrounding four realms with lightning, and then saw those atonementers using their superpowers to cut monsters like chopping melons and vegetables.

The unshakable sense of reality in this scene in front of me is impacting the minds of veteran players.

In his second life, there are so many games that are known as 100% realistic. Old songs have played many games, but no game can bring him a sense of impact to his heart like the scene in front of him.

"I have something good for you guys."

Lao Qu couldn't understand this problem, so he simply didn't think about it. He turned on the video recording function of the personal game system and shared the battle scenes that happened in front of him into the intelligence sharing group in real-time transmission.

It was very unintentional to set up the conditions that require 10 points of personal computing power to share the opening.

Soon, the game group was in an uproar.

"Old Qu, where are you? Where do these people come from? Oh, this Tyrannosaurus looks so cool! Is this a high-level power of the superhero profession?"

"Why don't the cool appearance of the Wasteland Rangers? Is this profession a sewer?"

"That smoke giant was made by a monk, right?"

"What are you hiding there? Go out, we have paid the calculation power, but we are not watching you hiding there to pretend to be a clown. Go out and take a look, let's see more information about advanced power."

"I want to go out too! Do you think about me? In this scene, I'm going to die if I get beaten up."

"Old Qu! Be careful! There is something behind you!"

"ah!!!"

Amid the screams of Lao Qu, the live broadcast screen fell out in the next moment.

He was instantly

The final picture shows the ink-like aperture behind Lao Qu, and the gray-white tentacles with octopus-like flesh-blooded suction cups pounced out, tearing his whole body and swallowing it.

"Tell you a bad news, brothers."

A few seconds later, Lao Qu's helpless voice rang in the group, and he said:

"The death and resurrection time after the transfer is one hour, and the character data will be reverted to the whiteboard state, but the professional power system will not disappear, and the system will record the last archived data.

But because it is full of simulation and authenticity, after I resurrected, I have to go through the transfer process again, and the equipment and the spoils are gone.

The death penalty in this game is terrible.

you...

Uh, you haven't changed your job yet, so hurry up and have a good time."

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"What? Pomegranate and Shi Rui are here too?"

On the other hand, Lao Jiang, who jumped into the inner ring of the city by moving the magic talisman, received the news from Jasmine. He was not very surprised by this. After all, the entire Moshuang Mountain was not concealed by Shi Rui's dispatch this time.

That guy is also an enthusiastic person. He has always cared about Feng Mingguo before, and it is a matter of course to come to help this time.

But the pomegranate also came over, which was a bit incomprehensible.

"Swoosh"

After a few breaths, the little pomegranate jumped out of the veins, flapped its small wings, circled around Lao Jiang, and finally sat on his shoulder. The little gargoyle face showed extreme dissatisfaction.

It screamed:

"You are really not interested enough. You won't call me such a big deal? Do you know that we have a fate connection? If you die, I will also be buried with you."

"It's useful to bring you here! You can't even beat a demon lord, so I have to be distracted to protect you."

Lao Jiang said bluntly, waved his hand behind him to open the world channel. The next moment, a large group of fully armed Spartan soldiers rushed into the inner ring of the city covered with crimson mist in a square formation.

“Clean here!”

He issued an order to the Spartan commander, who immediately divided the soldiers who rushed out into several teams and charged towards the inner ring where the fog was rising in front of him.

This is the center of the city and is not large in size. Nearly two thousand Spartan warriors are enough to eliminate the high-level monsters around them. Their hearts are armed by faith, and the spiritual impact of the Red Moon is useless to them.

Moreover, the Spartans have received special training in monster wars and have strong equipment support. In their eyes, ordinary monster lords are not difficult to deal with.
To be continued...