In the open space outside the gate of the Wanli Killing Helm City, hundreds of corpses have been piled up at this time, all of which are people who have been killed by thousands of miles, but fortunately, Gongsun Bai and the three of them showed their absolute strength to suppress everything, and also defeated the mentality of the rest of the people who killed thousands of miles, so that many people gave up resistance and surrendered and admitted defeat, otherwise more people would die.

Mo Wuji, who was hiding in the shadows, saw that the hundreds of shirtless Shenwei disciples who had cleaned up the mess lit torches and were about to burn all the corpses on the spot, he finally made a move.

With his current abilities, he can't do it out of nothing, and if he wants to project the player to the other world, he must rely on the medium of real matter.

As his right hand was raised, a storm blew in the sky in the distance, rolling yellow sand rolled up on the vast sea, and the scene of destruction swept in at an extremely fast speed.

When this scene was seen by everyone in this area, the hundreds of shirtless Shenwei disciples who were about to set fire to the corpse exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly ran towards the city.

"It's a sandstorm! Leave these corpses alone and take refuge in the city! ”

After all, hundreds of shirtless Shenwei disciples grew up in the desert since they were children, and they panicked when dealing with sandstorms, and entered the city one by one, and at this time, Mo Wujian finally appeared, walked to the place where the corpses were piled up, and activated the abilities obtained from hundreds of gods, demons, and fierce beasts, some of which existed, and had extremely strong healing powers.

The overwhelming sandstorm finally swept in, submerged, and encroached on all the scenery between heaven and earth, and the white light of life bloomed in Mo Wuji's hands, and in the invisible sandstorm, the yellow sand was dispersed to form a comfortable spherical space, shining on all the corpses, quickly recovering the scars on the bodies of these dead people.

The corpse is no longer a corpse, the body is restored to its original body, and only one thing is lost, the soul.

The palm of Mo Wuji's right hand was spread out, the spirit stone tablet appeared, and vague fluctuations appeared on this slab, and the consciousness of those players who were waiting to cross the other world in the infinite game finally officially invested in the so-called space-time rift and descended on this world.

"Oops, I'll rub it!" Finally, the first person woke up, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to look at his body, the earthy yellow clothes, the yellow skin, and then removed a hair and looked at it, it was black hair, and then he burst out with a foul mouth, "Well, buy skin, sure enough, the body has been replaced!" Damn, my big mouth has become smaller! ”

"Oh, this is the power of the Ten Thousand Holy Light Spiritual Treasure Book?" One after another, the players who woke up looked at each other in amazement.

"Hahaha, sure enough, this mission is our Smecta home field! You scumbags, quickly recognize the reality, our Smecta game technology will always be the strongest in the universe, as long as you obey the command, Smecta will definitely guarantee your harvest this time! Some of the players suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, because they saw that all the players present looked the same as the Smecta they said they were, all of them were yellow! What does this mean? This shows that the world that this mission reached is actually the world of their Smecta!

"Yaga, this is the world of our Great Rising Sun Empire!" Some players disagreed, and several of them even pulled out the weapons on their waists, like swords and not swords, half of the blades were open, similar to the legendary katana, and they shouted arrogantly, "Look, these katanas have said everything, this world is the world of our Great Rising Sun Empire!" Tremble, stupid fellows, there are real-life swordsmen in our team, and you ordinary civilians have no advantage! ”

And some players near them were shocked and exclaimed, "Looking at the posture of them holding knives, could it be Dongying people?!" ”

Several more knowledgeable players nodded in approval, "The swordsman who is good at using swordsmanship is unique to Dongying, that's right, these people must be Dongying people!" ”

"Nope! That's impossible! Those players who call themselves Smecta can't stand it, "These weapons aren't katana at all!" These weapons are obviously Tang knives! "The people of the Rising Sun Empire are really shameless, they even refer to the deer as a horse in front of our Smecta, have they forgotten that the Tang knife was invented by our Smecta ancestors?" "It's really Guan Gong Smecta playing a big knife in front of him, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Arrogance!" The players of the Rising Sun Empire were furious, and a guy with eyes like knives immediately put the knife into the sheath, and then, a cold light flashed, "Draw the knife and slash!" ”

The most traditional swordsmanship of the Rising Sun Empire, drawing a sword and slashing, legend has it that this trick is practiced to a high and profound realm, and has the power to cut through steel!

The next moment, I saw that the player in front of me who was just within the range of the sword slash attack was stopped and slashed before he could react, and the cut was very smooth.

"Shhh "Well, buy skin, the island people are really too irritable!" The picture of pulling out a knife and slashing people without agreeing immediately shocked many people.

"How dare you do it first?!" The Smecta player glared angrily, "You're done! I tell you, you're finished! No one in heaven or on earth can save you! Don't forget, this is our Smecta world! Kill you, I have at least a hundred ways! ”

"Humph!" The players of the Rising Sun Empire looked coldly, and it could be seen from their posture of holding the knife that they were very confident, and this was clearly the world of the Rising Sun Empire.

The scene of the two players fighting, the other players present watched it with relish, but some of them were embarrassed, they were the players of Huaguo.

They really don't know what to do about this situation.

If they deny the perception of traditional weapons by island players, it is tantamount to acknowledging the words of Smecta players.

If they deny Smecta players' perception of the world, it is equivalent to admitting the three views of island country swordsman players.

In this case, even people with an IQ of more than 200 don't know what to do.

Silence, for a while, the Chinese players were silent.

None of them stood up and explained that this world could be the world of China.

Although some of them have seen the presence of some Chinese characters in their underwear, what does this mean? Just a few Chinese characters don't prove anything, because in the traditional script of the island country, there are also a few Chinese characters occasionally interspersed, so there is nothing wrong with the island country players guessing that this may be their world.

The wind and sand are very strong, and the voices of people are boiling, and this spherical space inside the sandstorm is constantly moving in a certain direction.

A few players near the very edge were watching the dispute between Smecta and the island players with relish, not noticing the changes in the vicinity, the moving spherical space, and the endless wild sand outside directly swallowed them, and finally, at this time, someone noticed that something was wrong.

"Oh no, this place is moving!" Someone screamed, attracting everyone's attention, only to see that another player didn't react, and was overwhelmed by the sandstorm outside the spherical space.

"Hurry up and run!" Someone shouted loudly, but before everyone could react, the spherical space suddenly rioted, the shape was twisted, and the border part was drawn into yellow ribbons, and the howling wind cut through the body of the outermost player, and the violent air flow rolled back, lifting one player after another and flying into the sky.

Eventually, a tornado was formed!

No matter how many players scream, the power of the glorious heaven and earth will not be changed by manpower.

In the endless dust, Mo Wujian withdrew his right hand and no longer manipulated the natural weather that had taken shape, and now he did not need to continue to inject strength, and this sandstorm would continue to exist.

Consciously devoting himself to the spiritual world, Mo Wujian saw countless game worlds, countless plot worlds, and only two exploration worlds, and the desert areas of all worlds began to undergo subtle changes, and began to get infinitely closer to reality.

"Is that really going to be the case?" Seeing the changes in the spiritual world, Mo Wujian nodded.

Not long after these players arrived in the real world, they have brought about a positive change in the spiritual world.

In Mo Wuji's hand, a second slab brick, a flame slab, appeared.

Since my idea is not wrong, it is natural to continue with it.

Under the conscious control of Mo Wuji, the strong updraft began to affect the sandstorm on a large scale, and those players who were swept up to the sky were like ants in Mo Wuji's hands, blowing lightly, and flying in the direction of Mo Wuji's hope.

Inside the tallest building in the city, Han Zhentian frowned and thought, "Strange, this sandstorm is so weird, at this time, it is clear that there should be no sandstorm..."

Han Zhentian, who grew up in Yanyun Hanhai since he was a child, even if he didn't know how to observe the changes in the sky, at the very least, he still had some understanding of natural disasters such as sandstorms.

No matter how you look at it, today's weather should not be the time for a sandstorm.

(End of chapter)