Digitalization of the World

"Little guy, you can't handle the things here. Go back!"

An old man with white hair and beard, wearing a green robe and a goatee, looked at Wang Xian with a kind face.

Wang Xian knew this old man because he was the only 'god-level' strong man on the living planet beneath his feet.

However, although this old man is also a god-level powerhouse, he is still far behind the few god-level undead in the exam copy.

As for the two people next to the old man, they are only at the peak of the holy level. Entering the dungeon and facing the god-level undead, they are just giving away food.

When the old man saw that Wang Xian was silent, he waved his hand gently. Wang Xian suddenly felt a gentle force falling on him, trying to send him away from here.

Wang Xian did not resist the force and allowed it to take him away from here.

After sending Wang Xian away from here, the old man took the two strong men at the peak of the Saint level into the copy.

"When will we take action?"

Di Yao asked after Wang Xian returned to the original place.

She knew that Wang Xian would definitely take action, but she didn't know when.

"Now!"

Wang Xian's mind moved, and the power of space emerged, taking Di Yao, Meng Zu and Red Emperor directly into the copy.

The position where their row appears is at the highest point of the copy, and everything that happens in the copy can be seen.

The dark aura of death has no effect at all on Wang Xian and others, let alone blocking their sight.

At this time, the old man with god-level strength had already clashed with a god-level undead knight, and the two peak saint-level experts he brought in relied on a golden ancient lamp to resist an undead knight. Lich's attack.

"Huh? There are actually Buddhist relics in this universe!"

Wang Xian was a little surprised when he saw the treasure lanterns in the hands of the two saint-level experts.

The body of that ancient lamp was very ordinary, just some god-level materials, but the wick of that lamp was a relic of quasi-emperor-level quality.

It's a pity that the energy and Buddha nature in the relic are too rare, otherwise the lich would be purified directly.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The battle between the old man in green robe and the undead knight was fierce.

The old man's combat power was extremely astonishing. Even though he was a small level below the undead knight, he was able to fight almost as well as the undead knight, and even occasionally gained the upper hand.

Tens of thousands of candidates all looked at the old man in green robe who was fighting with excitement and anxiety. They all understood that the old man in green robe was their only hope.

The old man in green robe wins, they live!

The old man in green robe is defeated, he will die!

Although Aoxue was frozen, she still tried to look at the old man in green robe with the corner of her eye. However, her eyes were different from those of tens of thousands of candidates. Her eyes were frantically signaling the old man in green robe to leave.

In addition to the undead, only she knew that in this copy, there were not only two god-level undead, the Lich and the Undead Knight, but there were at least ten god-level undead here.

Aoxue's heart was filled with despair and confusion.

She didn't understand how these god-level undead could break through the 'divine barrier' and enter their world.

She didn't even understand, was she really worthy of being captured by so many god-level undead?

"Gildartz, you are such a loser. You have been unable to defeat that old man for so long!"

While attacking the shield that contained the Buddha's light emanating from the relic, the Lich mocked the undead knight who was fighting the old man in green robes.

"Levi, shut up!"

The undead knight forced the green-robed old man back with a sword, then turned and roared at the lich.

"waste!"

The Lich taunted again.

"you wanna die!"

The undead knight was furious and didn't even care about the old man in green robes who was attacking him. He turned around and rushed towards the lich.

The Lich was suddenly confused.

He knew that the undead knight was not very smart, but he really didn't expect that after just provoking the undead knight a little, the undead knight would ignore the enemy and charge directly towards him.

Looking at the furious undead knight, the Lich knew that he could not extinguish the undead knight's anger for the time being, so he could only temporarily give up the two saint-level humans he was attacking and turn to face the undead knight.

The strength of the undead knight surged again in his angry state, and the dark heavy sword in his hand hit the lich like a falling meteor.

The Lich knew that he was definitely no match for the Undead Knight in close combat, so he waved his hand and summoned several ice walls in front of him to block the Undead Knight's attacks.

Click! Click!

Facing the ice wall, the Undead Knight did not pause at all, and his burly body instantly smashed several ice walls into pieces.

Although it only took a lot of time, it was enough for the Lich, and he had already fled far away.

"die!"

The undead knight looked at the Lich in the distance, roared angrily and rushed towards the Lich again.

The figure of the green-robed old man appeared next to the two saint-level human race experts and said, "Take those students and leave the dungeon immediately!"

"yes!"

Without any hesitation, the two saint-level human race experts turned around and flew towards the tens of thousands of candidates below.

The old man in green robe suddenly appeared next to Aoxue who was frozen in ice. He was about to help Aoxue break the ice, but suddenly he noticed the despair and anxiety in Aoxue's eyes.

Alarm bells suddenly sounded in the green-robed old man's heart.

He knew Aoxue somewhat and knew Aoxue's tenacity, but now Aoxue's eyes were full of despair, and this was under the circumstances where he appeared.

This shows that not even he can solve this crisis!

Although the old man in green robe didn't know what the crisis was, it was impossible for him to give up Aoxue and run away!

What's more, the crisis that made Aoxue feel desperate would probably not let him escape.

The old man in green robe reached out his right hand and gently touched Aoxue's eyebrows, and the ice layer on Aoxue's body fell off instantly.

"Mr. Lin, hurry up, there are at least ten god-level undead here!"

Aoxue shouted out as soon as he unblocked it.

"What?"

The old man in green robe was shocked.

He thought that this crisis would be terrible, but he really didn't expect that there would be at least ten god-level undead in this exam copy.

"Walk!"

The old man in green robe did not hesitate, grabbed Aoxue's wrist, flew into the air, and rushed towards the entrance of the dungeon.

As for the tens of thousands of candidates and the two saint-level experts, they could no longer care about them.

Aoxue is the most important!

Even if he dies here, Aoxue must be sent out of the copy.

Aoxue is the hope of mankind and the hope of all races!

The green-robed old man was extremely fast and was about to take Aoxue out of the dungeon. However, at the exit of the dungeon, several undead souls filled with the aura of death and exuding powerful aura suddenly appeared.

Three skeletons with black bones.

Both ends were zombies with rotting bodies and pieces of meat hanging from them.

Two ghosts with translucent bodies.

A bone dragon with a body size of over 100 meters.

The fast-moving figure of the old man in green robes immediately stopped. His whole body tensed up and he stared solemnly at the eight undead that suddenly appeared at the exit of the copy.

Each of the eight undead souls is a god, and a god even more powerful than him.

At this moment, the old man in green robe finally understood where the despair in Aoxue's eyes came from!

There is only one god among the tens of thousands of races on the entire planet, and that is him!

However, now eight god-level undead appeared in front of him... No, counting the lichs and undead knights from the civil war, that was a total of ten god-level undead!

The old man in green robe also had a look of despair in his eyes.

If he were in the outside world, he could still try his best to delay time, so that the 'God's Barrier' could slowly destroy these ten god-level undead, but now he was in the dungeon, and his efforts had no effect. The 'God's Barrier' The effect cannot spread.

"Aoxue, I will self-destruct in a moment, and you will also self-destruct your sacred scepter. Only then will you have a chance to escape!"

The old man in green robe turned to look at Aoxue, smiled and rubbed Aoxue's head.

If his attributes weren't incompatible with Aoxue, he wouldn't have given Aoxue to those magicians.

He only hopes that Aoxue can escape, grow quickly, and hold up a sky for mankind and all races!

"Mr. Lin!"

Aoxue was sad and burst into tears.

"Don't be sad. Your survival is the hope of mankind and the hope of all races!"

The old man in green robe wiped away Aoxue's tears, then turned around and rushed towards the eight god-level undead.

Aoxue ignored her sorrow and summoned the sacred scepter to communicate with the 'spirit' within the sacred scepter.

The Holy Scepter knows the crisis at this time, so naturally it will not refuse the request to let it self-destruct.

boom!

Rich sacred power burst out from the sacred scepter, and the shadow of a twelve-winged angel emerged.

After the twelve-winged angels glanced at Aoxue reluctantly, the wings behind the lineup, carrying the sacred scepter, rushed towards the eight god-level undead.

The phantom of the twelve-winged angel was very fast and directly surpassed the old man in green robe. After surpassing the old man in green robe, she waved her right hand slightly and sent the old man in green robe directly back to Aoxue.

"this……"

Reappearing next to Aoxue, the old man in green robe was stunned for a moment, but he reacted instantly, without any delay, grabbed Aoxue's wrist and rushed towards the exit of the copy.

Just when the twelve-winged angel phantom rushed into the middle of the eight god-level undead and was about to self-destruct, a white palm appeared and held it on the sacred scepter, instantly causing the sacred scepter to burst out to its limit. The divine power fell silent.

At the same time, a pitch-black barrier also appeared in front of the green-robed old man and Aoxue, blocking them and preventing them from leaving this copy space.

"waste!"

The owner of the hand holding the sacred scepter appeared completely and coldly scolded the eight god-level undead.

This is an undead that is almost indistinguishable from humans except for its exaggeratedly white skin.

The eight god-level undead immediately knelt down and trembled.

"I really underestimated you humans. If I hadn't been cautious enough, I would have let you escape this time!"

The undead soul that was almost exactly the same as a human slowly walked up to the old man in green robe and Aoxue. He looked at Aoxue with a smile: "The sacred scepter, the sacred wings, the sacred domain, and the laws of the universe have really created a must." The genius who will exterminate my undead clan comes out!"

The old man in green robe and Aoxue were both silent.

Such an undead that is almost identical to a human feels too terrifying to them, like an ant facing an elephant, with no hope of confrontation at all, and they don't even have the courage to face this undead directly.

The two of them knew that today would be their death!

"To prevent long nights and many dreams, you'd better die as soon as possible!"

The undead waved the sacred scepter in his hand and hit Aoxue's head straight.

The power contained in this blow was extremely terrifying. Wherever the sacred scepter passed, the space became distorted.

The old man in green robe had no and no way to stop him. He couldn't even move. He could only watch helplessly as the sacred scepter belonging to Aoxue hit Aoxue's head.

The sacred scepter burst out with dazzling light. It wanted to break away from the undead hand, but it couldn't do it. In the end, it could only exude a sad atmosphere and continue to hit Aoxue's head.

Aoxue did not resist, nor could she.

Seeing that the sacred scepter was about to fall on Aoxue's head, a hand appeared and grabbed the sacred scepter, stopping the falling sacred scepter.

"Who are you?"

The undead looked at the figure holding the sacred scepter with vigilance and solemnity.

The human man in front of him did not exude any aura of a strong man, as if he was just like an ordinary person.

But it is precisely because of this that it makes it even more worried.

How can an ordinary human being hold the scepter it wields with all its strength?

"It's you?!"

The old man in green robe looked at Wang Xian blocking the sacred scepter, with a look of shock on his face.

He never thought that the little guy he blocked before could actually block the attack of the undead!

Aoxue also looked at Wang Xian with curiosity. After Wang Xian appeared, the fear in her heart disappeared inexplicably.

Wang Xian smiled at the green-robed old man and Aoxue, then turned to look at the quasi-emperor undead: "Where is the Book of Death?"

Yes!

This undead soul that is almost indistinguishable from humans is an undead soul that has reached the quasi-emperor level!

"What is the Book of Death? I don't understand what you are talking about!"

The quasi-emperor level undead shook his head.

"have no idea?"

Wang Xian frowned slightly.

He clearly felt the aura belonging to the Book of Heaven in this quasi-emperor level undead, but this quasi-emperor level undead actually said he didn't know.

He used his right hand to grab the sacred scepter from the hands of the quasi-emperor undead, and then gently smashed it towards the quasi-emperor undead.

boom!

The sacred scepter fell on the shoulder of the quasi-emperor undead, instantly annihilating half of the quasi-emperor undead's body.

"too weak!"

Wang Xian shook his head.

Although the quasi-emperor undead lost half of his body, his aura has not weakened much.

It looked at Wang Xian with horror on its face. It was shocked by Wang Xian's strength.

"Tell me, where is the Book of Death?"

Wang Xian pressed the sacred scepter against the head of the quasi-emperor undead.

"I really don't know the Book of Death!"

The quasi-emperor undead shouted.

"really do not know?"

Wang Xian looked at the frightened quasi-emperor undead and found that it didn't seem to be lying. (End of chapter)