"Hello everyone, my name is Chen Xiaolian, and it is my first time to participate in the Heavenly Battlefield, please take care of me."

A twenty-year-old young man appeared in the desert and said in a respectful voice.

"It's strange, it's just me, and the others haven't arrived yet?"

The young man's name was Chen Xiaolian, and he looked around suspiciously, and there was no one in the vast desert except for a terrifying sun overhead.

As one of the participants in the Battlefield of the Heavens, Chen Xiaolian is also the son of a certain plane of fate.

Chen Xiaolian prayed: "God bless, I hope that everyone else will come from the low-martial world like me." ”

After thinking about it, the system popped up with a message: "The strength of the No. 001 host has been detected to be low, so it is given to the novice prop: [Combat Power Glasses], wearing this item can check the combat power of other players to a certain extent." ”

Chen Xiaolian listened with a full of question marks, although the system gives benefits is good, but how can he have a feeling that he has been designated as the weakest protagonist before he arrives?

The glasses in his hand are full of science and technology, Chen Xiaolian put them on and looked around, only to see the sun in the sky showing the words:

Domination of All Worlds Clone, Combat Power: ?????

Chen Xiaolian's heart skipped a beat, and he withdrew his gaze, for fear of angering this great god, and then pointed his glasses at himself, and a number slowly appeared on the lens: 5.

The corners of Chen Xiaolian's mouth twitched.

"Oh? Someone's coming! "He was in good spirits.

There were two shuttle gates in the desert, and Chen Xiaolian walked out of one of them. The two doors have different styles, with a Chinese-style red-lacquered gate on the left and a Japanese-style shrine torii gate on the right.

This time it was a red lacquer door that opened, and from there, a handsome young man slowly walked out.

The boy was dressed in a medieval aristocratic hunting suit in Western Europe, embroidered with a tulip pattern on his chest, and the most notable thing was the pair of azure eyes, which made people slightly distracted after staring at it for a long time.

The boy said, "Duke Tulip, Du Wei." Am I the second to arrive? ”

It took a long time for Chen Xiaolian to break free from the man's eyes, only to feel weak and in a cold sweat.

"What a magic spell! What strength does this Du Wei have? Chen Xiaolian's face changed greatly, and he put on his combat power glasses and looked over.

Du Wei, combat power: 10 million.

"I'm Gan! 10 million? ”

Chen Xiaolian is crazy!

His combat power is 5, and this is called Du Wei's combat power of 10 million? How to play?

Chen Xiaolian's heart was as dead as ashes, but the strange thing was that he found that he had a good impression of this person named Du Wei, as if there was a blood relationship, which was inexplicably kind!

The same is true of Du Wei on the other side. Du Wei smiled, "What's your name?" Make a friend. ”

"My name is Chen Xiaolian!" Chen Xiaolian said happily.

At this time, the red lacquer door opened again, and the surrounding chaotic fog surged, and if you looked closely, the space trembled slightly, and black cracks appeared!

"He's a master!" Du Wei frowned.

Before the people in the door arrived, just the breath overflowed, making Du Wei sharp on his back, as if facing a great enemy.

Chen Xiaolian's mouth was also dry, and he saw a white-robed man with a cold expression walking out of the red lacquered door.

This person held a sword in one hand, his body radiated golden light, and his face was as handsome as a god, solemn and unsightly.

"Beixuan Immortal Emperor, Chen Beixuan! You can also call me Chen Fan! ”

The white-robed man named Chen Fan stepped on the void, glanced around, and said lightly: "There are only two people here... The West is dressed up okay, as for the other, why would a mortal appear here? ”

Chen Xiaolian was stunned, and the numbers displayed on his glasses:

Chen Fan, combat effectiveness: 100 million!

10 times higher than Dewey!

Chen Xiaolian didn't slow down, the red lacquer door opened again, and a plain and relaxed voice came into everyone's ears.

"Li Qiye. I like to plant some flowers. ”

The person named Li Qiye wears a linen robe, has a burly figure, and his appearance is slightly ordinary, which is easy to be forgotten at first glance.

But Chen Xiaolian knew that the space cracks around the red lacquer gate could not be faked.

This Li Qiye is no less powerful than Chen Beixuan!

Chen Xiaolian looked fixedly, and the numbers appeared on the combat power glasses.

Li Qiye, combat effectiveness: 500 million!

Chen Xiaolian was stupid.

On the other side, after Li Qiye entered the desert, his eyes lingered on Chen Fan slightly: "I didn't expect to meet such a strong character." ”

Chen Fan's eyes lit up: "Not bad, not bad!" Brother Li, I have a hunch that there will be a battle between you and me! ”

Just when Chen Xiaolian and Du Wei sighed that there was a sky outside the sky, the red lacquer door opened again, and another strong aura swept out.

Chen Fan and Li Qiye were also slightly moved, and looked over together.

Walking out of the red lacquer gate was a black-robed man carrying a heavy ruler.

This person spoke softly: "Xiao Yan! ”

"Another emperor." Li Qiye bowed his head, expressing his recognition of the other party's strength.

Chen Fan was also surprised: "What a powerful fire breath, he is a master." ”

On the other side, Chen Xiaolian looked over with his combat power glasses and was numb. This young man named Xiao Yan has a combat power of 100 million, which is the same as Chen Fan!

Xiao Yan's arrival seemed to be a signal, the shuttle doors opened one after another, and a strong aura continued to rise in the desert.

"Ye Fan." An ordinary-looking white-robed man walked out of the door.

Chen Fan: "Interesting, you and I are both single names and one mortal character, and our strength seems to be comparable." ”

"Liu Feng, I like to play Warcraft, hehe, you can also call me the Black-robed Sword Saint." A grinning young man walked out of the door, black-robed and holding a sword, full of momentum.

Everyone looked sideways, and several bigwigs bowed their heads.

Obviously, this Liu Feng is also a master.

"Han Xiao, mechanic." A young man in black armor walked out of the door, his expression slightly cold.

"Xu Le, I'm also a mechanic, and I like mechas." A young man appeared.

Han Xiao looked at the other party, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "I have time to study the mecha together." ”

"Okay." Xu Le nodded.

"Mecha? Count me in, can I be your pilot? A handsome young man walked out of the door and said with a serious face: "My name is Long Cheng, and I can drive a mecha." ”

"No problem, make a friend!" Han Xiao laughed, "It seems that you can form a team in the rules of the system, at most three people, we seem to be together?" ”

Between words, the shuttle door opened again.

"Hundred miles of Qingfeng!" The comer, dressed in a green robe, stood as tall as a sword.

Baili Qingfeng looked at everyone sharply: "I think you all want to kill me." ”

"A fisherman by the river, Li Chungang." The hunched old man walked out of the door, carrying a black lacquered wooden box behind him.

"Monk, Ancient Moon Fangyuan." A kind-looking young man smiling politely.

"Wang Zhi, you can also call me a righteous killer." The gloomy man said.

A sneaky young man said: "Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Ren Xiaosu, I don't sell gold or silver, occasionally sell swords, and beg to hug my thighs." ”

"Gentlemen, it has been a beautiful morning." A gentleman dressed in Western clothes walked out, holding a scepter and a pocket watch in the other, and bowed humbly to everyone: "Fortune teller, Klein." ”

"Tang Men, Tang San." The handsome man with a trident smiled heartily.

"Lynley Baruch." The young man floated in the air, feeling like he was in control of the entire desert.

"It's so strong." Chen Fan's pupils shrank, if Li Qiye, Xiao Yan and the others in front of him, he still had the confidence to win the battle, but in the face of Lin Lei, his divine sense seemed to enter the vast ocean and disappeared without a trace.

"If you guessed correctly, this Lin Lei is currently the strongest." Li Qiye said solemnly.

The shuttle door continued to open, and a young man with a somewhat tired expression walked out, looked around, and muttered, "I must win and end the last days!" ”

The young man said, "Chu Yunsheng." ”

"Zhou Bai, I also hope to end the end of the world, can you let me lie down for a while?" A man walked out of the door, lying upright on the ground and talking to everyone.

"I'm Gu Qingshan, just like you, I'm here for the safety of mankind!" The tall man said solemnly, then glanced at Zhou Bai, looking dissatisfied: "There is a lazy person like you in the last days?" ”

"Everyone, my name is Fang Ping, and I have said that I have offended, I must win and destroy all the caves to protect the human race." A young man with a bright eye said.

"Monk Yi Yuan, Lu Yun. I came here to meet the masters from all walks of life. The man in the wind smiled lightly, and the space trembled when he appeared.

"Fang Linyan, the main god gamer. I want to ask the host, how to play with such a big gap in strength between players? The man in tracksuit frowned.