The Burial of the Fantasy City

The ink rain that frantically swept away the corpses of the desolate beasts inevitably attracted the attention of others.

At first, some players did not pay much attention when Mo Yu passed by them, and only regarded him as passing by. It was only after Mo Yu left the area where they were located, they were surprised to find that the corpses of those desolate beasts that were originally in the wilderness had all disappeared.

When the player reacted and wanted to ask, Mo Yu had already walked away, leaving only their backs.

Since everyone has gone away, most of the players who are currently focusing on leveling cultivation have returned their attention to killing desolate beasts.

Until Mo Yu came to a small hill area with a particularly large number of desolate beast corpses…

“Boy, stop for me!”

With a sinister word, eight players wearing uniform black power suits walked out from the back slope of the small hill, and they quickly occupied eight directions and surrounded the ink rain. The eight players looked playful, and there was a hint of murder hidden in their eyes.

“Two requirements.”

Standing in the direction of twelve o’clock was a cold and proud young man in his twenties, who raised two fingers towards Mo Yu.

“One, obediently hand over the storage treasures on your body. Second, honestly explain what you do when collecting these useless desolate beast corpses. ”

After a pause, the young man continued Sen Han and said, “Do these two points, but spare you not to die.”

The eight players, led by the youth, were eight disciples of the third generation of the Purple Blue Star Kaiyang Sect of the Yin Universe, and eight people who were randomly born in the Yellow River Ancient Village. After the eight people got together, they planned to kill the desolate beasts in a group while doing some murderous and plundering business.

Because of this thought, they will subconsciously observe every player who is left behind. As Mo Yu walked towards the small hill, the eight people discovered the strange phenomenon of the corpse of the desolate beast disappearing for no reason.

After some deliberation, the eight people came to a unified conclusion: the nameless boy obtained the storage magic weapon at the beginning of the game due to some kind of opportunity, and collected the corpse of the desolate beast with a certain purpose!

This conclusion suddenly made the eight people excited and murderous, so there was this scene in front of them.

Glancing at the eight people in front of him casually, Mo Yu’s expression did not change at all, but a sneer curved at the corner of his mouth.

“Spare me not to die? You don’t qualify for that! ”

The long sword tilted horizontally, and Mo Yu jumped up, his body like a swimming dragon, and he blatantly swept towards the young man who pointed at him.

Recite!

A sword was cut out, the sword light was Huo Huo, and the light and shadow were everywhere.

Laugh at!

No matter what realm of cultivation the young man was in this world, at this moment in the Ten Thousand Realms, he was just a soul body that had not even reached the first level. There was no time to dodge Mo Yu’s sword slash from the Triple Heaven, and the two fingers raised by the young man were cut off by Shengsheng.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the pain of breaking the finger made the young man ashamed and annoyed.

Correct.

Mo Yu only left him a second to roar.

Boom!

Another sword cut off the young man’s head, and when the head fell to the ground, his hideous expression was permanently frozen.

【Ding! You kill the player ‘Zhongtian’, and the kill value increases by 10 points! 】

In the next instant, the remnants of the dead Zhong Tian’s body and head turned into a wisp of virtual shadow, and then disappeared.

This phenomenon only occurs when the player dies in the game, representing that his spirit is forced to leave Ten Thousand Worlds and return to the real world. Once the player dies in the game, the spirit will be severely damaged in reality. Even if you fix the spirit and log back into the game, the character level will drop by 10 levels (one realm).

It can be said that in two or three seconds, Zhong Tian, who had the strongest force, was killed back into this world.

The remaining eight were dumbfounded!

Zhong Tian was killed in seconds like this?!

And it was such a stunned kung fu, Mo Yu stepped to the right, and the novice long sword in his hand pierced the player in the direction of two o’clock.

【Ding! You kill player ‘Fan Yu’, and the kill value increases by 10 points! 】

After the second companion fell, the remaining six players no longer dared to be stunned, clenched the new weapons in their hands, and slashed forward in unison.

Obviously he saw that the weapon in his hand had hit the young man, but after stopping his figure, he found that there was not even a corner of his clothes under the sword.

It’s just the afterimage!

Mo Yu, who had already flashed behind the six people, his eyes were like knives, and the novice long sword in his hand trembled, cutting through the void.

The six people alive were like rock sugar gourds that were strung together, and one after another their throats were cut by the blade.

【Ding! You kill player ‘Li Zhi’, and the kill value increases by 10 points! 】

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【Ding! You kill player ‘Jia Yuanchun’, and the kill value increases by 10 points! 】

Killing eight people in succession, Mo Yu’s mood did not fluctuate at all. First, he was a killer in his previous life, and second, he understood that this was not the era of the rule of law, but the “Ten Thousand Worlds” where the strong are order.

Human life is like grass, and the soldiers in their hands are the greatest truth.

Lifting the sword and taking a step, Mo Yu continued his burial path.

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