I Have a City in a Different World

There are countless things piled up on the dark and boundless ground, and it is not clear whether it is garbage or other items.

Just between this piece of heaven and earth, the sound of collision was constantly heard, like a magic sound entering the brain, making people feel restless for a moment.

At the same time as the sound sounds, some areas will suddenly disappear, and some areas will appear out of thin air.

There are many monks who believe that this is the sound of different worlds colliding, constantly merging and destroying in the process of collision.

There are also stars in the sky, but they appear chaotic, like a neatly arranged chessboard, but it is messed up by people.

The stars kept flickering, like countless pairs of eyes, mockingly looking at the creatures on the ground.

Heaven and earth are ruthless, and they don't care about the rise and fall of a certain creature. All things are equal, and each has its own way of living.

Everyone wants something, everyone has something to fear.

If you want to live a better life, you can only cross the boundless sea of ​​misery if you try your best to cross it.

This is a place of peace, but one day, disaster comes silently.

The sky is dark, life is devastated, and death has become an event that occurs at any time.

People who are lucky enough to survive, try their best to stay alive, but find that their efforts are not worth mentioning.

Thousands of races stand side by side, demons are rampant, and accidents happen every moment.

It's just that danger and opportunity always appear together. When most of the living beings are struggling, there are some lucky ones who find the opportunity and embark on the path of cultivation.

In this chaotic time and space, cultivators are the most powerful beings, they can protect the common people, and they can also staking their way to become kings and hegemons.

Some cultivators looted everywhere, some cultivators struggled for longevity, everyone wanted to get out of the sea of ​​misery, but found that they were always struggling in the sea of ​​misery.

This is true for mortals, and it is also true for monks.

In the Great Wilderness State, where the human race gathers, countless cultivators have come one after another, and they have finally gained something after going through hardships.

In this vast wilderness, twelve cities were established to fight against the looting and attacks of alien races.

On this day, in the seventh city of the Great Wilderness, a large number of monks went out of the city to participate in the action.

Whenever the sky changes, there will be countless materials scattered in the air, and there are many things necessary for practice, which must be collected as soon as possible.

After the monks searched, it would be the turn of the civilians to appear. After they collected the supplies, they could send them to the city in exchange for money and food.

In the wilderness, you can also collect all kinds of food, and monsters are also rampant.

At the same time, we must beware of aliens, they will flee to launch attacks, feed on people, and die after encountering them.

Although there are a large number of soldiers stationed in the border area, they still cannot guarantee the internal security.

Even if the border is heavily guarded, the enemy can take advantage of the time-space rifts that appear from time to time to cross the line of defense and penetrate deep into the human race.

Whenever this time, there will be monks attacking, beheading monsters and aliens.

After a while, a vortex appeared in the sky, and there were colorful light bands, which made people fascinated.

There seem to be countless worlds, looming in the light.

Seeing this scene, the monks could not help but be filled with anticipation. It is true that since this time, the cultivation resources in the city have become increasingly scarce.

The attacks of the alien races are constantly strengthening, and the pressure on the border is increasing.

Anyone can feel the suppressed and tense atmosphere, but there is no way.

Individual abilities are limited, and only by uniting and persevering can we ensure the existence of the race.

With thunder and thunder, the sky seemed to be raining, and countless objects fell from the sky.

No one knows where these items come from, but they know that it is necessary to survive.

The cultivators couldn't wait, and rushed directly into the wilderness to collect the items that were still in the air one by one.

The value of these items is high or low, and whoever collects the higher value will get more generous rewards.

Experienced monks can judge the value of items from a distance, and give priority to collection and selection.

There will be fights in this process, but it is acquiesced by the high-level Terran, as long as there is no death, there is no problem.

In fact, this kind of situation is also to cultivate the cultivator's sense of competition and make the combat skills more powerful.

The fierce training on weekdays is to kill the enemy to protect himself when the battle begins.

This moment is the carnival of the monks. They shuttled across the air and the ground, snatching treasures one after another.

The dropped items are big or small. During the snatch process, the monks must avoid them in time to avoid being smashed to death by the dropped items.

Although the speed of the item will be reduced under the influence of the mysterious power when the item is dropped, it is still like a bullet and a cannonball.

There are many items that will be smashed into the ground, and you must dig the soil to find them.

Another stream of light flashed, which attracted the attention of several monks, thinking that this item must be extraordinary.

The first time they rushed away, trying to collect the items first.

Although the other monks had ideas, they decisively gave up the idea when comparing the strengths of the two sides.

Several monks were extremely fast, and they rushed under the item in an instant.

Just looking at the item again, but suddenly turned the direction, obviously avoiding the exit point.

Several monks were stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that this item was not simple, and they wanted to make it clear.

If it is some kind of rare treasure, or a psychic beast, it is bound to get more rewards.

With such thoughts in mind, several cultivators immediately followed him away.

As a result, at this moment, there was a sudden roar, and a fierce beast emerged from a meteorite that fell from the sky.

It looks like a centipede, but it has a huge mouth and a huge ugly head in its mouth.

The monster was covered with sharp claws, like a sharp sickle, which easily cut several monks into pieces.

The monster that ate flesh and blood became more and more excited, jumping and roaring constantly, apparently taking the monk as a prey.

Similar to this accident, the monks experienced more than once, and immediately began to lock and attack.

The monsters that were hit roared continuously, and they were about to be beheaded on the spot.

But at this moment, the monster seemed to be inflated, and its size increased nearly a hundred times.

Like a hill, it roams wildly on the ground, crushing the monks along the way into the soil.

The mouth is even more venomous, and once it touches the monk's body, it will madly corrode and release poisonous gas.

The cultivator who encountered the accident was simply unable to resist the ravages of the monsters, and countless casualties occurred in the blink of an eye.

The monk in charge of the command saw this, his eyes were round, and it seemed that blood was about to spurt from his eyes.

The monks in front of them were almost all his students. They were in their prime, but they died under the attack of monsters.

But this monster is fierce, they are not opponents at all, they can only wait for reinforcements from the border.

In the process of waiting, I don't know how many monks will die under the attack of monsters.

At this moment, his heart was twisted like a knife, and he was suffering every minute and every second.

But at this moment, a stream of light flew from a distance and went straight to the monster.

The fierce monster actually let out a roar, with despair and panic in its voice.

Under the watchful eyes of countless monks, the streamer flew into the monster's body, and the huge mountain-like body fell to the ground.

"died?"

The monks were full of surprise, unable to believe what they saw.

At the next moment, above the monster's head, a tall figure slowly appeared.

The monks who were watching suddenly felt a heavy pressure, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.

The figure in front of him was obviously more terrifying than the monster, otherwise he wouldn't be able to kill the monster easily.

"This is where?"

Looking at the terrified monk, Tang Zhen asked in an indifferent voice.