My Wife from the Game

No matter who it is, the game has been on the server for so long, if he dies and starts to practice again from scratch, I don't know how much time it will take to cultivate back to the current strength.

If you are lucky, you may spend the same amount of time. If you are unlucky, you will encounter such a wicked person on the rivers and lakes, and you will not ask the reason at all, killing people for pleasure, and then you will die and start all over again.

No one wants to be strong, and no one wants to be left behind.

What's more, this game is very real, pain and everything can be felt.

Nobody wants to experience death.

Facing this threat, Wang Chao was not afraid at all, sneering again and again.

If he changed it, maybe he would still be afraid. After all, reality is not a game. If something goes wrong, then something really happens, and there is no chance to start from scratch.

And if others are in the game, then their own body will have no time to take care of themselves. If someone really takes advantage of it, then he is the fish on the chopping board, and he is allowed to be slaughtered.

But now, as the game progresses, he finds that his body is the same as Li Shishi, Wang Yuyan and the other girls. After entering the game, his body will also be introduced together, and he will never stay in reality.

In this way, he has no worries in this regard at all, and he feels like a joke about this threat.

Wang Chao didn't respond to the stern players, who had been trembling with fright for a long time, and instead stroked the strings.

As soon as they saw Wang Chao's actions, the players present immediately thought of the hundreds of Shaolin disciples and countless heroes who died under him.

Now the corpses are still under their feet, and even the blood seeps into the blue bricks, and the smell of blood still lingers on the tip of the nose.

Their strength is not as good as that of Shaolin Temple, which was killed by Wang Chao before and said that they want to abolish their cultivation. How can they have any thoughts to resist, and they even don't remember to seal the most basic ear veins, like headless flies, holding their heads and squirming away. , want to run away...

The piano sounded.

Spread out in all directions.

True Yuan swept across the sky, the air trembled slightly, and ripples appeared in the scene like a lake in an instant.

A scream rang out, but it came to an abrupt end.

It was actually a player who was directly cut off by infuriating energy and died by the waist. The scream was just too late, and before the screaming was over, his life was gone.

The scream was like a signal of collapse.

Some players were even so scared that they urinated their pants and slumped on the ground, their bodies no longer obeying commands.

More is to continue to flee frantically.

After all, there are so many people, maybe they will be the lucky ones, just Wang Chao couldn't kill them, so they escaped.

But it's just a good idea after all.

Tianlong octave, good at group attack.

Wang Chao himself is in the realm of heaven and man.

Delusions of taking advantage of the number of people to take the opportunity to escape, sheer stupidity.

In front of absolute strength, everything is nothingness.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Some players are so weak that they can't run as fast as others at all. They are so scared that their internal strength is disturbed. They simply kneel on the ground and kowtow to Wang Chao to beg for mercy.

This game really made them lose their dignity.

Wang Chao didn't even look at it, the piano continued to sound.

Almost all the players flying in the air exploded, dripping with blood, as if it was raining, dyeing the green branches and leaves of the Shaolin Temple into scarlet.

And those 5.1s who stood on the ground and ran frantically either froze in place, fell into the illusion of the piano sound and cut off their heart, or turned to attack other players, regardless of enemy or foe.

The only thing in sight is the sky red.

The only thing that entered the nose was the pungent stench.

Soon, the players and the heroes of the rivers and lakes died.

Only the man from the Shaolin Temple remained.

Seeing that the piano sound stopped, Xuanci immediately ordered all the first-class disciples to abolish their cultivation. If they didn't want to, he would do it himself.

When the cultivation base was exhausted, Xuanci stepped forward a few steps and handed over the Yijinjing and Washing Sutra to Wang Chao.

Wang Chao took it, and then withdrew his gaze indifferently, and directly led Wang Yuyan and others to turn around and walked out of the Shaolin Temple without rushing.

Seeing this line of figures disappear in front of her eyes, Xuanci turned pale, not daring to look at the corpses all over the floor.

Only then did I hear his hoarse voice: "After today, Shaolin will seal the temple, and it won't last for a hundred years!"

Chapter [-] Title Rewards

I got the "Yi Jin Jing" I wanted, and I got the unexpectedly long-lost "Xishui Jing".

Wang Chao didn't plan to stay here any longer, and planned to go on the road with a few girls and return to the Spirit Vulture Palace, so as to fulfill what he promised Wu Xingyun before.

Sitting in the carriage, enjoying the indescribable comfort of Li Shishi, Wang Yuyan and the others in their arms.

At this moment, a system prompt sounded suddenly in his mind.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the player for completing the fame quest, EXP + 30 million, free attribute points + 100000... Fame + [-], and successfully obtained the title of 'One Party Overlord'."

"One Party Overlord: Obtaining this title will automatically increase the player's experience by 1 every day, all basic attributes +50, and self-contained effects. The power of the overlord: When the strength of other enemies is less than the player's two realms, the player can directly oppress the enemy with momentum. to defend against the enemy.”