"I haven't seen this ancient way of defending the city for a long, long time!"

Yang Jian looked under the city wall, where there were countless people of various races holding old shields and weapons.

"It's been a long time since we've seen each other!"

Wang Xian nodded.

Although Blue Star has only been digitalized for a few years, even at the beginning of digitalization, when monsters attacked the city, Blue Star's 'players' were not as miserable as these races.

As for why their equipment is so bad, it is entirely because they cannot use the backpack function. They have been in the "Prisoner God Realm" for an unknown amount of time, and their original equipment has been completely damaged.

Wang Xian and Yang Jian are different from them. Yang Jian does not have a backpack. The 'magic weapon' he uses is taken out from the body and is not restricted by the rules of the 'Prisoner God Realm'.

The Heavenly Dragon Suit worn by Wang Xian has long been integrated into his body, and when used, it is directly transformed through the skill [Wanhua].

Another point worth mentioning is that Su Jin, Xuan Ming and others who are in the "Immortal Ring" space can use the backpack function.

Wang Xian guessed that this was probably because the 'Ring of the Immortal' itself transcended the rules of the 'Prisoning God Realm', which caused Su Jin and others in its space to ignore the rules of the 'Prisoning God Realm'.

"If a monster attacks the city, these 'people' will probably die!"

Yang Jian shook his head slightly.

"What? Second brother is moved by compassion?"

Wang Xian couldn't help but joked.

Yang Jian didn't say anything. After glancing at Wang Xian, his eyes moved to the group of monsters that were constantly coming.

"kill!"

"Come on!"

Although the various races under the city wall had a look of fear on their faces, when they saw the various monsters that were about to rush in front of them, their blood boiled out in an instant. They waved their broken weapons one by one and attacked those monsters.

Go up.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, some of the races that rushed forward were knocked away by those monsters, while some with strong bodies resisted the impact of those monsters.

The handover of troops began.

Monsters were knocked to the ground one by one, races were knocked out one by one, and the large area in front of the city wall turned into a huge meat grinder.

Countless pieces of flesh, blood, and broken bones were flying all over the sky, and miserable wails and sounds of pain resounded throughout the sky.

"well!"

Wang Xian sighed lightly.

Although he had already made preparations and had even personally slaughtered countless people, this was the first time he had seen this kind of 'meat grinder'-like scene before him.

"What? Are you feeling compassionate?"

Yang Jian's voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Xian stiffened slightly, then nodded.

"Wang Xian, do you know? I have seen battlefields more terrifying than this, and there are still countless human races fighting each other. The raised blood mist makes the sky turn red, and the earth is covered with thick plasma.

It’s like purgatory!”

Yang Jian spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse.

"The Battle of the Gods?"

Wang Xian asked.

"It was supposed to be a battle between immortals and gods, but instead two dynasties were fighting each other. It's really ridiculous! Haha~"

Yang Jian's face showed a look full of ridicule.

"Second brother, if you still have the opportunity to participate in the Battle of the Gods, what would you do?" Wang Xian suddenly asked.

Yang Jian suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, Yang Jian sighed: "So what if I can participate? Even though I am countless times stronger than I was during the 'Fengshen Period', it is a game between saints and something decided by the Tao Ancestor. I am not qualified.

Change."

Before Wang Xian could speak, Yang Jian said again: "Wang Xian, I know that you 'players' are a special group of beings, but don't think about participating in the 'War of the Gods'. The existence of saints is absolutely beyond your imagination.

!”

"Second brother, I know what I know, don't worry!"

Wang Xian gave Yang Jian a reassuring smile.

Yang Jian took a deep look at Wang Xian, said nothing, and looked back at the battlefield under the city wall.

Wang Xian didn't speak again. Like Yang Jian, he quietly looked at the huge 'meat grinder' below.

Time passed little by little, and the ground in front of the city wall had been dyed blood red, and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood.

No one knows how many races have fallen to the sharp fangs of the monsters, and no one knows how many monsters have been killed by each race.

"Shouldn't they be resurrected?"

Yang Jian suddenly asked.

"Maybe there are no more resurrections!"

Wang Xian said casually.

"I found it! I found it!"

Suddenly, a voice filled with great surprise and disbelief sounded.

In an instant, all the 'people' on the city wall immediately focused their eyes on the 'man' who was shouting.

This is a strong man with two horns on his head. Judging from his characteristics, he should be of the cattle tribe.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

One after another figures appeared on the battlefield.

A strong person in the realm of gods, that is, a mythical boss.

Each of their eyes was focused on the cattle tribe, or to be more precise, on the small earthy yellow bead in the hands of the cattle tribe.

"Which clan do you choose?"

A mythical boss said.

"Nonsense, he belongs to our cattle tribe, so of course he chose our cattle tribe!" A mythical boss with two legs on his head shouted loudly.

"You said that if you choose the Ox Clan, you should choose the Ox Clan? Don't forget, he is the cannon fodder thrown out by your Ox Clan." The mythical boss of the Tong Clan with vertical eyes on his eyebrows sneered.

"you……"

The mythical boss of the Ox tribe was about to get angry immediately, but after seeing the threatening looks in the eyes of the other mythical bosses, he immediately suppressed his anger.

"Give me the things. Not only can I protect you, but you will also gain the highest inheritance of the Ox Clan." The mythical BOSS of the Ox Clan looked at the Ox Clan.

"Little Niu Xiaoxiao, you have to think carefully. Don't let this old Niu Qiuhou settle the account. Leave the things to our Tong Clan. I can guarantee you that as long as our Tong Clan stays in Shenyu City for one day, we will ensure that you have no food and accommodation."

Worry, you're safe and sound!" A mythical boss from the Tong tribe said.

"I have the same conditions as the human race!"

"Like the snake clan!"

"The same goes for demons!"

A famous mythical boss spoke one after another.

Gudong!

The Niu tribe swallowed a sip of saliva, and his eyes wandered around a dozen mythical bosses, and finally landed on the Niu tribe's mythical boss, and said: "I choose the Niu tribe!"

"Hahahaha... Okay! Okay! Okay! Let's go back to the city with me to eat delicious and spicy food!"

The mythical boss of the Ox Tribe looked up to the sky and laughed, then grabbed the Ox Tribe and disappeared in front of the city wall in an instant.

The instant disappearance does not mean that he used a skill, but that his speed was too fast, exceeding the catching speed of his eyes, which caused the illusion of "teleportation".

The other mythical bosses didn't say anything and disappeared one after another.

"What are those beads? Are they rare?"

Yang Jian looked at Wang Xian with confusion in his eyes.

He remembered that bead, which had exploded from a monster he killed before.

Strangely enough, he had killed hundreds of thousands of monsters on Blue Star, but nothing had ever exploded.

But in this 'Prisoner Realm', if you kill a monster at random, something will explode.

"This is really good stuff!"

Wang Xian turned his right hand, and an earthy yellow bead appeared in his hand.

Swish! Swish! Swish!
To be continued...