Borrow the three-foot bright moon, hold the two-sleeved green dragon, the light sword is fast and the horse is arbitrary, and travel with the rivers and lakes!

Thinking of the hegemony of the year, the decisive battle on the top of Mount Hua, breaking the sky with one punch, smashing the void, no one in the world can be defeated.

Yang Qifeng looks back to the past, when people are older, they have this hobby, and they like to recall the past.

His eyes were slightly misty, and he quickly banished the thought from his mind, and he took a few steps forward, standing behind the player, watching as the other person took control of his character.

The player was in his forties, and despite the tiredness on his face, he was still playing intently.

The game character in the screen of the monitor is a disciple of the Shaolin Temple.

With a big oily bald head and a beige monk's robe, he is holding a wooden stick in both hands at the moment, and he is doing a series of high-end actions with the movements of the middle-aged man.

A set of combos is like flowing water, full of rhythm, without any flaws.

An enemy in front of him, but he was hit and retreated again and again, he only had the power to parry, and he had no power to fight back, this middle-aged man was a master of the game.

Seeing this, Yang Qifeng stretched out his sinful palm, aimed at the middle-aged man is push, and the middle-aged man who was continuously rotating the mouse and tapping on the keyboard was directly a stumble.

The mouse flew upside down all of a sudden, and his face almost hit the monitor, and he couldn't help but be angry, and looked nervously at the monitor.

Because of this operation error, his opponent seized the opportunity, a three-foot long sword, constantly wandering and flying, and the middle-aged man nervously re-controlled the game character.

But it's a pity that now they have fallen into the rhythm of the other party.

"Today next year is your death day!" a bubble appeared above the opponent's character's head, and a paragraph appeared in the bubble, accompanied by the last sword light.

A long sword had been inserted into the monk's chest, and the monk fell to the ground, not moving.

You're dead!

A few words began to gradually enlarge, and gradually occupied the entire screen, the middle-aged man slapped the table with both hands, and with a snap, he turned around and shouted angrily: "Who is it?"

"Who pushed me just now,"

He glanced in all directions, and was immediately stunned, because the people closest to him were at least seven or eight meters away, and there were still counters and other barriers, and it was impossible to push him back the way he came.

He snorted coldly, pushed the sofa and strode away, Yang Qifeng followed him slowly, his eyes finally looked at the monitor, then you are already dead A few words have been distorted in his eyes.

It's like a corpse that has been twisted into a broken bone and folded into these words, and resentment and unwillingness are all filled in it, without any sense of novelty.

It's all this old-fashioned scenario, this is a horror game, playing with only one life, and when you die, you are really dead, which will be reflected in the real world, so that this middle-aged man dies.

Yang Qifeng doesn't care about this, what he really cares about is the meaning of this big river and lake.

The world of the great rivers and lakes is the world of exploration, and now it is enough to prove that the world of exploration is also in the same world as the real world.

No, it's not too specific with the world.

It should be the universe, or chaos, or the mother river.

Only the gourd baby world is in the past, and the others are now according to Yang Qifeng's guess, this big world has stretched out its minions, and it has successfully begun to reach into the real world.

Other worlds will not be too late, such as the big world of "Immortal Road", sooner or later it will come into contact with the real world.

Thinking about it like this, the Emperor Ziwei, who was originally quite high, I don't know how many will appear at that time.

He is not bad, the key is Heavenly Court, the more powerful worlds have Heavenly Court, and it is destined to be the result of chaotic battles in all directions.

The real world is extremely special, and it can attract the main gods and the powerhouses of the heavens and all worlds to come, and I don't know what kind of secrets are hidden in it.

The world of rivers and lakes has eroded into the real world, Yang Qifeng has no surprise in his heart, when he obtained that drop of source power, Yang Qifeng knew it in his heart.

After the middle-aged man left the Internet café, he walked straight towards his home, which was not far from here.

This is an old community, and the wall skin of the floor is damaged in many places, and even a banner has been pulled below, which says that the wall skin is falling off, please be cautious.

If it had been replaced with aura before it had been recovered, it would have been demolished and disposed of long ago, Yang Qifeng knew that this situation was not the only one, the world's science and technology were getting more and more advanced, but this was not a step-by-step development.

Instead, it was suddenly promoted, which is the result of pulling out the seedlings and fueling them, and there will definitely be great hidden dangers in it, such as the fact that some citizens' welfare is not popularized at all.

It's like the welfare of citizens in a humanitarian paradise, don't even think about it.

The middle-aged man pushed open the door, he walked into the bedroom, and without taking off his clothes, he lay directly on the bed, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

He just closed his eyes, and a cold touch came from his chest, making him tremble subconsciously and open his eyes involuntarily.

There was a three-foot sword on his chest, which was stabbing down towards his chest, the sword did not fall, but the cold breath had fallen, if this sword was stabbed, his death would be the same as the death of the game characters in the rivers and lakes.

He couldn't help but want to get up and scream, but his body couldn't move at all, and he couldn't open his mouth.

The speed at which the sword descended was not fast, but he couldn't dodge, he could only watch as the sword descended little by little, piercing towards his chest, and his eyes bulged out, as if they were about to bulge.

Yang Qifeng stood beside the bed, grasping the sword with one hand.

This, this time feels very different.

It was as if he had seen an extremely terrifying being, evil, weird, dark, cursed, polluted, mysterious, terrifying, heretical, depraved, and so on.

With the increase of his strength, he has more and more knowledge of him, and he can gain insight into the ignorance of the past, and the other party must be more than the strength of the Golden Immortal.

But today, he once again saw the power of the other party, and he knew that the other party should be called Da Luo Jin Xian in Taoism, and the West could be called the main god.

The other party definitely has the power of Da Luo Jin Xian, this is an evil god, a terrifying existence that is enough to conquer the world and destroy many worlds.

Sweat rose on his back, and this feeling was like a mouse seeing a cat and foreseeing a natural enemy.

The feeling of horror constantly filled his heart, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but instead of being frightened and afraid, Yang Qifeng had a look of surprise, and he whispered:

"It's this breath, I've recorded it thoroughly, I can't find you, but there is still the main god,"