Ke Xiaoliang got a blood talisman on his face, so he naturally had to gather in the Heart Demon Square, and then go to the other world with many fellow demon cultivators.

Under the guard of more Demon Sect monks, the large array above the Heart Demon Square opened one after another.

This time, there were more than a thousand Demon Sect monks traveling together, and under the traction of the Huzhong Realm, they used the blood talisman as a bridge to cross the distance of time and space, and descended on the world of the post-nuclear wasteland in the gourd.

Each person has a randomly generated identity and a complete life history.

Right in front of the eyes of all the entrants, a data panel subsystem made by Ke Xiaoliang popped up. Through this data panel, entrants can not only view some of their physical status, but also obtain basic information about their physical identity.

It can also record the events experienced at all times and present them clearly in the form of words.

This not only facilitates the 'leeks' who have entered the Huzhong realm, but also facilitates Ke Xiaoliang's supervision of them.

It's a win-win situation.

"Hey, there has been a change again, can you see this thing in front of me?" a Demon Sect disciple asked a fellow disciple beside him.

"I can't see it! I can't see it, but I have it too. But how can I be a girl? still so early, so good, and the man's face is disgraced!" responded Lori, a blonde bear wearing a plaid shirt and a creamy white suspender belt underneath.

A few little Zhengtai and little Lori around them, swallowed saliva at their talented peers, and secretly said in their hearts that it was a pity that there was... Stimulate!

Some of the disciples began to study the 'new gadgets' with curiosity.

But more Demon Sect disciples cautiously looked at the group of people not far away, and they were all tense.

"Righteous monks, there are so many?" Song Qingwen pushed the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his two small hands pulled the strap on his shoulder.

"There were only ten righteous path monks who entered the other world before, and if each of them got three blood talismans, then now there are only forty people who have entered the other world. But now... At a cursory glance, there were more than 100 people. This means that the last time they left the other world, they all obtained at least ten blood talismans. Song Qingwen calculated quickly.

"If it weren't for the power in charge of everything, who was deliberately trying to maintain balance, it was the righteous monks who inadvertently participated in something important and received a higher evaluation, and thus received more rewards. I'm more inclined to the latter, after all, for that great power, good and evil, demon and Tao, are just the definition of nothingness, since he chose the Demon Sect, there is no need to choose the right path anymore, and deliberately play with the art of balance. Song Qingwen nodded, feeling that he had fully comprehended the deep meaning, and had already begun to deduce what those righteous monks had done in order to get a greater reward.

"The environment is still the same town, but most of it has been destroyed... Wait! I see! These righteous monks actually defended the town in the hands of those Black Cross exterminators. Maybe it's because of this that they get more rewards and more blood talismans!"

Therefore, there was still a little chaos in his mind, and Murong Yunting, who was sorting out his thoughts, and the other Demon Sect elders suddenly seemed to be empowered, and their thinking became clear and clear.

At this time, the monks of the Demon Sect were entrenched together, watching the righteous path monks.

The righteous monks are also watching the Demon Sect monks.

More than 1,000 people against more than 100 people, from the momentum... It is indeed a stabilizing head.

But in the next second, a team of more than 100 righteous path monks rushed towards the demon sect monk group without hesitation.

Visually, it is more than a hundred round and pink Lori and Zhengtai, screaming in their mouths, wah-ah, wow-wow, carrying iron rods, wooden sticks, bricks and other bits and pieces in their hands, and launched a group invitation to more than a thousand sneering Zhengtai and Lori.

Two groups of people, in the ruins of this town, collided fiercely like two torrents.

Rumble!

People hit people, bricks and iron rods, slapped head-on, and the beating hurts.

In reality, these characters are all characters with heads and faces, but at this time, they are like hooligans fighting on the street, and they all have tricks at first, but then they gradually evolved into pulling hair, scratching with fingernails, and biting with mouths.

Ke Xiaoliang blended in the crowd, picked up a brick, and directly covered the face of a 'righteous little Zhengtai' with a radical expression and firm eyes.

Both fell at the same time and fell into pieces.

No one liberates their cultivation, it's not that they don't want to, it's that they can't.

"In the past, we could take advantage of loopholes, but that's because our world is not complete, it's just a spectacle. But now... This is already a real world, in this world, the rules of the world are called by me, and it is not me who suppresses their cultivation, but a truly complete world, unless they have the ability to break the rules of the world, otherwise they have to be honestly sealed, and honestly become the physical fitness and physique that a child should have. Ke Xiaoliang hid in the crowd, holding back his bad heart, and openly used God's perspective to open the hanging, dodging the righteous soft fist of a righteous little Lori, and the black hand of a fellow demon cultivator.

This unique group fight lasted from the afternoon after entering the other world to the time before nightfall.

In the cloudy sky, the remaining light has become more and more blurred.

A large number of Lori and Shota, in rags, lying in the ruins with bloody faces.

Although the number of people on the righteous side is small, it is victorious in unity, and there is no hesitation. And with each other, they cooperate a lot, and they are willing to sacrifice themselves in order to cover their fellow doors, and use their flesh and blood to form shields to help their fellow men complete waves of attacks.

On the side of the Demon Dao, although there are many people, the number of people is more than ten times that of the righteous path, but most of them like to give the black hand behind the same door.

Taking advantage of the chaos, they all want to blast out those colleagues who are unhappy and have old grudges on weekdays.

As a result, the two sides barely reached a tie.

As for how to distinguish each other from each other under the premise that everyone has changed?

It's very simple! Ke Xiaoliang marked their names on everyone's heads.

The unlucky fellow who was accidentally knocked to the ground by Ke Xiaoliang with a brick, Ke Xiaoliang didn't seem to notice that the name on his head was 'Shao Jin'.

"Stop! This fight is pointless. It's a whole new world... All of us, in a sense, are fellow villagers. When you get here, even if you can't help each other in the same boat, at least you shouldn't consume each other like this and pull each other back. Song Qingwen, who had obvious bruises on his face, stood on a high place in the ruins, and said loudly to the many loli and Zhengtai who collapsed to the ground.

The next moment, half a brick flew out of the ruins and slammed into his head.

Accurate! and deadly!