In this battle, all races are the protagonists, regardless of their original strength, the starting line is the same.

Mo Ninglong was originally just interested, but he inadvertently created the battlefield of the Divine War.

The final victory or defeat will end in this virtual world.

Seems pretty good too?

At least the star in the world could not withstand the blows of the gods.

……

Half.

Half a year when every second counts.

"But you're actually enjoying the game?"

The man in the suit sitting on the sofa frowned, and the aperture above his head flickered from time to time.

The picture entered the game, and he, as the first guild leader, stood quietly on the top of the hill and looked indifferently at Mo Ninglong in the battle.

A person came to his side and respectfully suggested: "Evergrande people, why don't you take advantage of it now?" ”

As he spoke, he crossed his neck with his palm.

The president, who was called Evergrande, glanced at the man coldly.

The man trembled and retreated as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Humph!" The Evergrande people ordered: "Stand here and don't move, violators, die." ”

After saying that, he jumped into the battle.

Not to help those four guilds, but to help Mo Ninglong.

The technique is more ferocious than Xueying, and the movement is faster than Qian Yang, and the human being is like a toy in his hands, being played with by him wantonly.

What was left behind was the twisted blood of the limbs.

The remnants of blood didn't scream for long, and they were forced off the line because the pain exceeded the limit of tolerance.

The four meetings changed color.

And the only remaining president suddenly asked, "What are you doing here......

Before he finished speaking, Heng was already standing in front of him.

"Hopefully it will sound good."

"Huh?" Before the remaining president could react, his hand was twisted off.

With a crisp sound, the hand had flipped back one hundred and eighty degrees from the wrist.

Even though it was 80% of the pain that had been weakened, under the severe pain of this dislocation, it made him scream out loud.

It hurts, but the game is well protected, and this pain is still within the range.

Heng seemed to be laughing.

Subsequently......

Wrists up, arms, shoulders.

Ankles, knees, thighs.

spine, ribs, to the neck.

Then, finger a little.

The rules of the game world have been changed, and the pain shield has been changed to zero.

The sharp pain devoured the president who was not the slightest defense.

"Ahhh In the heart-rending screams, the chairman disappeared out of thin air.

Exceeding the upper limit of nervous tolerance, the performance of the gaming device forcibly interrupting the game and advising the player to seek medical attention.

"Something's missing." Heng recalled the scream just now, and shook his head in frustration.

Mo Ninglong walked over slowly, looked up and down at the gentleman-like man in front of him and said, "Although the means are a little bad, thank you." ”

He used to focus on others, but he didn't find that Heng had modified the rules of the game.

"Thank you?" Heng turned his head and grinned, with a good old man's face, and smiled very friendly: "Thank you for not needing, get to know me Heng Eternal Heng, the god of the concept of life." ”

"Divine Seed?" Mo Ninglong repeated in astonishment.

Seeing that the other party has such superb physical skills, I thought it was a low-level race with the body as its specialty, but I didn't expect it to be a god species?

When it comes to the level of the god species, they are basically throwing skills at each other, after all, the god species does not need a body.

Heng looked around at the remnants of the soldiers who fled in embarrassment and said, "I don't mean to help you, I just hope that there will be fewer opponents in the future." ”

"Huh?"

"Haven't you found it yet?" Heng opened his arms.

Suddenly, the earth shook.

With this shock, Mo Ninglong's face changed.

Some physics rules have just been changed?

This is the ability of the god species, but why can he do it in this game world that is completely controlled by him?

"Is this game world really still yours?" Heng stretched out his hand to restore the changed rules, and looked at Mo Ninglong with a smile.

It's not that Mo Ninglong can't see it, it's just that he's playing too much these days and hasn't paid attention to this.

When did the game world cease to belong to him, but to be its own world?

"The war of gods will be held on this stage."

Heng's words shocked Mo Ninglong again.

"Reacquaint yourself with your future opponent, the god in charge of life and death, Heng!"

This time, Heng stretched out his hand.

Mo Ninglong didn't pay attention to the other party's meaning, but continued to sort out the information and confirm the truth of the matter.

Heng shrugged his shoulders and withdrew his hand.

What he said is something that can be learned from heaven and earth, and he only needs Mo Ninglong to be serious to prove the truth or falsehood.

As he thought, Mo Ninglong nodded soon: "I didn't expect that my own casual game would actually become a battlefield." ”

Heng smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "Yuan, it's wonderful." ”

Mo Ninglong's eyes were slightly cold: "But the news just now is not something that any god species can know, you own the world, right?" ”

"No."

Heng bowed slightly.

From beneath his feet, the whole world was stained with a layer of gray.

"Without that adult's suppression, it is not difficult to obtain the world." Heng pointed to his head and smiled: "The god species, as a consciousness aggregate of a certain concept, is always suspicious of this world, and I happen to be more self-centered, that's all." ”

"But I'm still far from being at that adult's level."

The adult in Heng's mouth is naturally the golden shadow in Mo Ninglong's mouth, who was once the strongest in the world, and he single-handedly overwhelmed the racial gods of the world.

"So you're not here to help me, just to talk to me, are you?"

"Of course not."

Heng smiled and handed out a piece of paper: "In human terms, I am here to make a war letter, you are a good opponent, I hope to have a fair battle with you in the divine war." ”

"Oh?" Mo Ninglong took the envelope and had already swept the contents of the letter.

As the other party said, it's just a simple war book.

coupled with the other party's kind face, and that battle intent without the slightest killing intent.

Mo Ninglong believed

However, he refused: "There is no absolute fairness, even if you want to." ”

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, of course I know that there is no absolute fairness in the incident, so I will try to be as clear as possible about all the surprises." Heng smiled undeniably, and as his gaze shifted, everyone around felt a chill in his body.

"They're just ordinary people."

"But they're in this world!"

It seems that it is impossible to talk about it, right?

Mo Ninglong really wanted to solve the other party now, but the death of the other party in this game was just forced to return to the city.

Unless the God Wars begin.

At that time, death is the real exit.

"That's it, I'm not going to hurt these humans, and I can't afford to make any waves anyway, but you have to promise me a fair fight."

After being silent for a long time, Mo Ninglong nodded.

Heng's hands were full of joy: "Thank you, with your words, I won't touch these humans, and I won't let others touch them!" ”

What he said made Mo Ninglong a little surprised, and his favorability was much higher.

Well, it's an honest and bold opponent.

That's what he said. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned