When the second aura revival had just begun, the ordinary human race was really taken aback.

The sky is falling apart like the end of the world, and everyone has to be afraid!

Later, the strong men appeared one after another, looking at these gods and demons-like existences, the panicked emotions gradually subsided.

Then, the apprentice warriors who had already received the order all took to the streets to pacify the people, maintain order, and arrest the lawbreakers who took advantage of the chaos to rob.

Although the trainee martial artist is not yet a formal martial artist, the trainee martial artist must be registered with the Martial Arts Association, which is also within the jurisdiction of the association.

Conquering the small world and fighting with other races will not help them, but the work of pacifying the people is handy.

After all, the trainee martial artist has not yet separated from the people, and has become a trainee martial artist, and he is also more prestigious among ordinary people.

So as millions of apprentice warriors took to the streets, order was quickly restored to the Terrans.

At the same time, the warriors of all ranks, according to the tasks previously assigned by the Warrior Association, were scattered to all corners of the human race.

There is a second-rank martial artist on top of every third first-rank martial artist, and there is a third-rank martial artist on top of every third second-rank martial artist.

And so on.

The structure of the pyramid is formed into a team, and at the very top of the pyramid is a Nine Rank Grand Master.

Each team is responsible for one area.

These teams completely cover the territory of the Terrans now.

......

"Wow!"

Because of the second revival of the aura, the sea was already cloudy and sunny, like a little girl, but at this time, it was incarnated as a drunken drunk.

And it's the kind of wine that is very bad, and it becomes extremely violent.

Huge waves roll, constantly crashing against the mountain walls and reefs by the sea!

A picture of what happened before the catastrophe.

At this time, a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the crazy sea with a sad face.

"Alas. ”

The young Taoist priest sighed and said, "I heard that Senior Brother Fei is now a seventh-rank high-level martial artist, and I am only one year younger than him, but I have only just become a full-fledged martial artist now. ”

"It's all to blame on the master, if I am also asked to apply for the Thousand Stars Academy this year, I can't say that I can also mix two golden pills in the hands of that alchemy giant's bearded hand and taste it, now I am also a middle-level martial artist. ”

"What do you say is dangerous to go to Thousand Star City~!"

"That bearded Dan Dao realm is about to catch up with Master Zu, he can still catch me and give him alchemy. ”

"That beard is still the Dan Dao instructor of Aoki Academy, if you really want him to catch it, that's a good thing that pie in the sky. ”

"Following an ancestor-level Dan Dao master, he casually mentioned two sentences, I can reduce my cultivation for decades. ”

"Prejudice, the mountain that can't be moved in people's hearts!"

"Master, times have changed!"

Listening to this little Taoist priest talking to himself, the little Taoist priest should be a disciple of the Danding faction and a junior disciple of Ming Fei.

This is to envy his senior brother for having an ancestor-level alchemist to feed, and in two months, he used various levels of gold pills to improve the cultivation of Ming Fei, who was still a fourth-grade, to a seventh-grade.

The meaning of the words is probably that he feels that his master is outdated and can't keep up with the situation.

To say that this young man is inexperienced!

His master didn't let him go to Thousand Star City, so it was Zhang Hao who was guarded.

Qianxing just has that beard!

Qianxing City is the second beard battalion, you are an alchemist with fine skin and tender meat, and you don't have the same relationship as Ming Fei.

Going to Thousand Star City?

Then don't you feed the tiger and rush to find death!

Young people, they can only see good places, bad places, and they haven't grown their eyes until they are old.

"Master, if you hadn't stopped me at the beginning, why would I have fallen into an unlucky task of watching the pile now. ”

"There is a vast ocean in front of us, and a thousand meters of mountains in the back, what can happen to this place? ”

This little Taoist's mouth is really not ordinary, and he can talk to himself for a long time.

If this is on Zhang's father's, he can also mix a small book and come back.

As soon as the words fell, he seemed to sense something, and the little Taoist's face suddenly changed.

"Ka-ka-ka-ka!"

With the sound of glass shattering, the air distorted in front of him into a huge area on the surface of the sea.

"Yes, the good spirits are not bad spirits, I really let Dao Ye catch up. ”

As he spoke, the little Taoist priest jumped backwards.

Several ups and downs, until they were a kilometer away from the space warp.

"Boom!"

After a few breaths, with a shocking explosion, an invisible mountain range appeared out of thin air.

This mountain range is once a small world.

These small worlds are originally this world, so this mountain range did not fall into the sea, but merged with this hell.

However, the same mountain range was divided into two parts.

One leans against the sea, and the other becomes a small world, which is obviously one, but two different styles.

"I don't know how many levels of small world ......"

"Hey, it doesn't matter what level he is, anyway, no matter which level it is, it's not something I can handle. ”

As he spoke, he used the God of War connector to contact his superior, who was his second-grade martial artist.

"Brother Huzi, I'm Mingyang, I have a small world here to return, and the current level is unknown. ”

Half a minute later, a flying machine appeared on the head of the little Taoist priest Mingyang.

It was not his brother Huzi who came down, but seven martial artists, and the breath of these seven people was stronger than the other, and it happened to be the cultivation of two, three, four, five, six, seven, and eight.

After all, this is a small world, and the ghost knows what level it is, and now the second aura revival has just broken out, and it is the time when the human race is busy, so it is simply in one step.

Agents of each level, no, each level of the upper family sent a martial artist over to form a cultivation family bucket to investigate.

That Tiger Brother is still on duty at his own mission location, to see if there will be a small world returning.

After these seven people came down, they didn't say hello, and they didn't have that time, so they went directly to that mountain range.

The second-rank and sixth-rank martial artists walked smoothly into the mountain range, while the remaining two seventh-rank and eighth-rank high-level martial artists stopped at the edge of the mountain range as if they were blocked by some transparent barrier, unable to take a single step.

The level limit in the small world is the "rule" that the ancient powerhouses use the power of the forbidden heaven and earth to bless. ”

Although the ban on heaven and earth has been lifted now, these "rules" that restrict the level will not disappear immediately, and it will take some time to slowly lift.

So even if these small worlds return to the human world, they still have hierarchical restrictions.

This "rule" was very powerful to the Terrans before, but now it is a problem.

How?

Because when these areas were still small worlds, the demon beasts inside couldn't come out, but now they have returned and merged with the Terran territory.

This is not just a few small space passages, you can walk out of it casually.

If these monsters enter the world of ordinary people, they will be able to cause more casualties than all the wars in the history of the human race combined!

So no matter what, you can't let these monsters leave.