The knife said, stepping out of the realm range.

Although it costs blood every second, it still stands outside.

"I can also @" The village chief strode out with a serious expression.

"Damn! Withdraw. The knife shouted in fright.

The village chief instinctively retreated!

"Silk!" Black thunder flashed!

The village chief retreated quickly, and he only stretched out half of his hand, and now that half of his hand was gone, his whole body trembled, and he was paralyzed on the ground and convulsed.

"That's stupid and bold!" Xiaodao shook his head, he didn't believe that the other party couldn't sense it, and he was so reckless.

After all, the haunted sword tomb does not belong to the earth, once it loses some kind of protection, the natural instinct of the world on the earth, it can be said that the heavenly dao pan-consciousness will rain down the yin thunder, turn it into the source, and be assimilated and absorbed by this world.

"How so? How so? It took a long time for the village chief to recover, and there was only a small section left in his life, but he didn't care, he looked like crazy, and wanted to rush out.

The knife grabbed him.

"You're safe in this range!"

The village chief laughed miserably, it's just that I haven't seen the outside world, and I still live in this small area after seeing it, what is the meaning of my existence.

He still walked out, with a martyrdom posture and a death will in his eyes.

"Don't worry! I have a way. The knife was quickly pulled.

"You?" The village chief turned his head abruptly and looked at the knife, his eyes bright and terrifying.

"This camp is mine, it's called the Knife Camp, as you can see, but he can grow, little by little with my efforts to expand, with all kinds of buildings you want, how big is your heart? How huge this camp is built with me, just like the world you see outside, do you have confidence? ”

Xiaodao is complaining in his heart, chicken soup for the soul, it's a pity that I'm not good at it, but this is also a turtle, with self-awareness, it doesn't take long to awaken, which is equal to a baby who is born not long ago, and there should be a lot of hope.

The village chief's eyes were a little suspicious!

"Come with me!" The knife pulled him towards the buildings!

This is a botanical garden, don't look at it big, as long as there is a space spar or something, it can be expanded, the prospect is unlimited, grow all kinds of crops you need, and the rewards are better than your dungeon, well, the small world is big, and it doesn't take too long.

His role is ......!

Look at this, it's an altar, don't look at him inconspicuous, like a copper tripod.

By sacrificing ......!

It's amazing, the village chief was silent, he didn't speak, while listening to the knife say all this, while recalling that he had failed to detach at the beginning, and he did feel the crisis at that time, as if he would die immediately once he detached.

Even if he later raised the world level, he pleased his own world will, and made himself a semi-detached person, able to look at the outside world through the sword ghost, although he couldn't get by, but he could feel the danger outside.

Although I don't want to admit it, I just want to be detached, and I'm willing to fight, but that feeling is just my deliberate ignorance.

Now this world, unlike the small world where you are, has no boundaries, you can go out, but you can't get out.

That feeling is even more obvious, and just now it was confirmed that if you go out, you will die, and the feeling that you have been ignoring it all this time is not deceiving.

He looked at the camp, then outside, and then at the sword tomb that was slowly expanding against the edge of the camp field.

This little world, what they call a camp? If it belongs to me?

Thinking about it for a lifetime, I can't restrain myself.

If you kill me just now, no, you just don't need to make a move, and you will be wiped out by the will of the world!

Then he could easily occupy his own world, the other three? There is no detachment, the will is chaotic, he has the strength to eliminate.

"Haha!" The village chief laughed, and suddenly seemed very carefree, and walked back.

The knife hesitated slightly, but did not stop.

If you fail, you still have the confidence to deal with it, even if you lose some bone dogs, it doesn't matter.

Once it succeeds, it makes my heart beat and excited when I think about it, there are four more purple evaluation guards in the camp, even if they are not completely controlled, but because they can't leave the camp, they will always be the camp guards, not to mention other subordinates, all of them are free fighters.

The village chief walked into the sword-shaped portal that had been slightly deformed against the field, and he didn't look back.

All three bosses followed him and disappeared from the knife's field of vision.

Then those villagers walked out one by one, with excitement in their eyes, which made Xiaodao frown, but he still had no impulse, and told the NPCs in the camp not to take the initiative to take action, but once they made a move, they would destroy it with all their might, leaving no one behind.

The NPCs in the camp also found that they seemed to be out of battle at this time, and they were somewhat unhappy, but they were quickly attracted by these villagers.

Well, they are called puppet people on the Internet, but in fact, they are NPCs before the earthlings occupy the NPC title.

These people came out very curious, looking around, and some people wanted to get out of the field, but they trusted instinct more, and they felt fear when they got close to the edge.

Seeing that these people seem harmless, they have the courage to go up and talk directly, hehe, they can really talk.

At this time, many people came to the scene, especially middle-aged people, and quickly got acquainted with these people.

"IQ is a bit weak! It's also relatively simple, a little interesting, and similar to a real person. He quickly made a judgment and went to the lord's knife.

"What the hell is going on? Why are there so many more people? The sword seemed familiar. Only the three lords with their bodyguards looked puzzled.

Why is this camp getting more and more mysterious?

Time passes little by little! The village chief, and the three bosses have never come out.

The knife looked at the sword that was deformed against the edge of the field, frowned slightly, suddenly had a bold idea, hesitated for a moment, he walked to the altar and pressed one hand on the altar.

Closing his eyes slightly, sensing the benefits of the instinctive feeling fusion of the altar camp does not exclude, but also strives to take the initiative, and the other party is the same.

However, it is clear that a small copy is far less subjective than this camp.

But now the knife has an idea, its own domain has the advantage of the domain, and the copy also has the advantage of the copy! I appreciate one thing about the dungeon, the hiddenness, which is incomparable to my own camp.

So he simply gritted his teeth and pressed this altar, and he was forced to control him as a lord to fully cooperate with the fusion, or to take the other party as the main party.

Suddenly, the giant sword on the edge of the realm began to expand.

Although there will be many disadvantages of the knife in the event of a war, it is important to be in line with your own ideas after it is fully fused, and it is worth the risk.

Of course, I was also very confident in myself after meeting the village chief.

Hey!

Entering the haunted Sword Tomb dungeon, the village chief and the other three bosses actually entered the mountain.