I have a city in another world

Chapter 4011 Chaos World
On the dark and boundless land, there are countless things piled up, and it is unclear whether it is garbage or other items.

Just between this piece of heaven and earth, there are continuous collision sounds, like magic sounds entering the brain, making people feel restless for a moment.

While the sound is playing, some areas will suddenly disappear, and some areas will appear out of thin air.

Many monks believe that this is the sound of different worlds colliding, and they are constantly merging and destroying during the collision process.

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

The stars twinkled non-stop, like countless pairs of eyes, looking mockingly at the creatures on the ground.

The world is ruthless, and does not care about the rise and fall of a certain kind of creature. All things are equal, and each has its own way of life.

Everyone wants something, everyone fears it.

If you want to live a better life, you can only cross the boundless sea of ​​suffering by desperately crossing yourself.

This place was originally a peaceful place, but one day, a disaster came quietly.

The sky is dark, the people are dying, and death has become a thing that appears at any time.

Those who survived by chance tried their best to stay alive, but found that their efforts were not worth mentioning.

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

It's just that danger and opportunity will always appear together. When the vast majority of living beings are struggling, there are still some lucky ones who discover the opportunity and embark on the road of cultivation.

In this chaotic time and space, practitioners are the most powerful existence. They can protect the common people, and they can also staking their territories to become kings and hegemons.

Some monks plunder everywhere, some monks desperately seek longevity, everyone wants to escape the sea of ​​suffering, but finds that they are always struggling in the sea of ​​suffering.

This is true of mortals, and so is monks.

In the Great Barren State, where the human race gathers, countless monks have gone on and on, and after going through hardships, they finally get something.

In this wilderness, twelve cities were established to resist the looting and attack of foreign races.

On this day, in the Seventh City of the Wilderness, a large number of monks went out of the city to participate in the operation.

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

After the monks searched, it would be the turn of the civilians to appear on the stage. 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 also beware of alien races. They will flee and launch attacks, feed on people, and escape from death after encountering them.

Although there are a large number of soldiers stationed in the border area, internal security cannot be guaranteed.

Even if the border is well-defended, the enemy can use the space-time rifts that appear from time to time to cross the defense line and penetrate into the human race.

Whenever this time, monks would attack to kill monsters and alien races.

Not long after, swirls appeared in the sky, and there were colorful light bands, which made people ecstatic.

There seem to be countless worlds looming in the light.

Seeing this scene, the monks couldn't help but be full of anticipation. It is true that during this period of time, the cultivation resources in the city have become more and more scarce.

The attacking force of the alien race continued to intensify, and the pressure on the border was increasing.

Anyone can feel the suppressed and tense atmosphere, but there is nothing to do about it.

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

Accompanied by thunder and thunder, the sky seemed to be raining, and countless things fell from the sky.

No one knows where these items come from, but they know that they are necessary for survival.

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

The value of these items ranges from high to low, and whoever collects the higher the value will get richer rewards.

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

There will be fights during this process, but it is acquiesced by the higher-ups of the human race, as long as no one dies, it will be fine.

Such a situation is actually to cultivate the monks' sense of competition and make their fighting skills stronger.

The ferocious training on weekdays is to be able to kill the enemy and protect oneself when the battle begins.

This moment is a carnival for the monks, they shuttle across the air and the ground, snatching treasures one after another.

The falling objects vary in size. During the snatching process, monks must dodge in time to avoid being crushed to death by the falling objects.

Although when the item falls, the speed will be reduced under the influence of the mysterious force, but it is still like bullets and shells.

There are many items that will be smashed into the ground and must be dug to find them.

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

They rushed away at the first moment, trying to collect the items first.

Although the other monks had an idea, they decisively gave up this idea after comparing the strength of both sides.

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

Just looking at the item again, he suddenly changed direction, obviously avoiding this point of origin.

The monks were taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that this item was not simple, and wanted to make it clear.

If it is some kind of rare treasure, or a psychic beast, you will definitely be able to get more rewards.

With such thoughts in mind, several monks immediately chased after him.

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

It looks like a centipede, but it has a huge mouth, and there is a huge and ugly human head in the mouth.

The monster was covered with sharp claws, like a pair of sharp sickles, it easily cut several monks into pieces.

The monster that ate the flesh and blood became more and more excited, jumping and roaring continuously, obviously treating the monk as prey.

The monks have experienced accidents like this more than once, and immediately began to lock on the attack.

The monster that was hit screamed continuously, and was about to be killed on the spot.

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

Like a hill, it wandered 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 crazily corrode and release poisonous gas.

The monks who had encountered the misfortune could not resist the raging monsters at all, and countless casualties occurred in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the cultivator in charge stared wide-eyed, as if blood was about to spurt from his eyes.

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

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

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

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

But he didn't expect that at this moment, a stream of light flew from a distance, and then went straight to the monster.

The extremely ferocious monster let out a roar, with despair and panic in his voice.

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

"died?"

The monks were full of surprise and couldn't 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 heavy pressure, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.

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

"This is where?"

Looking at the frightened monk, Tang Zhen asked in a cold voice.

(End of this chapter)