The end of the world starts from the global copy

Now the soldiers of the ancient dynasty are showing their presence. As more people see these soldiers of the ancient dynasty, they will believe more and more that the ancient emperor has been resurrected.And their belief will become the nutrient for the growth of the ancient emperor. "

Hope to intervene immediately: "Can there be a strong underworld?"

Duan Yun shook his head: "There won't be any now."

After finishing speaking, he paused: "The last...and the most critical point."

"You said, are those resurrected ancient soldiers considered human beings?"

Everyone was silent, and immediately thought of a possibility.

Until Lu Ming stretched out his hand and patted Duan Yun's shoulder lightly.

"Don't think so much."

Duan Yun was taken aback.

He looked at Lu Ming, and found that Lu Ming's expression was calm, even a little leisurely.

Lu Ming turned his head, looked at everyone and said, "First of all, we can be sure...even if the ancient emperor has something to do with the perfect customs clearance, the relationship is not big. In other words, killing the ancient emperor is not enough to meet the conditions for the perfect customs clearance dungeon."

"As for how to perfectly clear the dungeon, we still don't have a clue...or let me talk a little bit more. There is a high probability that we will not be able to perfectly clear the level this time...so I hope, don't think about getting any benefits for you to play roulette."

Hope immediately whimpered and rolled on the ground in anger.

"Then, it's a matter of time. The longer the time drags on, the stronger the monsters will be... So it's better to do something in this dungeon sooner rather than later."

After saying this, Lu Ming said finally.

"The last, and the most critical point."

"strength."

After two simple words, Lu Ming stopped talking.

Everyone looked blank, not understanding what the word "strength" meant.

Only Duan Yun understood Lu Ming's thoughts.

Strength is confidence!

The vision and structure of the strong and the weak are different!

Duan Yun was thinking about how to search for intelligence and how to capture the dungeon in a conventional way.

But what Lu Ming thought was completely different from Duan Yun's!

Lu Ming himself is not a player on the decryption side, and this dungeon is so weird that he can't figure it out at all - all he can know now is that there is something wrong with the ancient emperor, so it's worth taking a look.

If you want to see it, go see it.

Go catch him, go torture him, pry his mouth open with pliers, get everything out of his mouth!

Sensing the chef in the body, and the shadow that is still connected although Yin and Yang are separated...

Lu Ming's eyes were deep.

A low-level ferocious god already has the strength to become the source of world destruction.

And the shadow, as well as all the power controlled by Lu Ming, are far stronger than a single low-level fierce god!

In other words, the current Lu Ming can also be used as the source of destruction and the boss of the dungeon!

If Lu Ming entered the dungeon before, it was a confrontation between the player and the dungeon, and the puzzle.

So now, Lu Ming's re-entry into the dungeon is a confrontation between disaster and disaster!

"I should not be as strong as the source of destruction in this dungeon."

"But I'm really not weak anymore."

"It's not weak, it's enough for me to act boldly in a copy that doesn't end in person with the evil god. Even if I lose, I can still save my life."

"so……"

Turning his head to look at the others, Lu Ming nodded slightly.

"Come with me, I'll show you what kind of face that ancient emperor has!"

After speaking, the gate of hell is closed.

Amidst the welcome of Impermanence in Black and White and the face of a bull's head and a horse's face, Lu Ming turned to the underworld and went straight to Xijing.

……

The sky has lightened slightly.

In Xijing tonight, I woke up a little early.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, a large number of people were awakened, and what woke them up was the sound of footsteps on the street outside the window, and the sound of orders!

"wind!"

"wind!"

"Gale!"

Soldiers in ancient armor.

Stone chips that have not been removed from the body.

The khaki-yellow skin has gradually faded from the color of the earth, and slowly transformed into the yellow skin of the Hua people.

Behind them, countless figurine pits appeared out of thin air, and the neat footprints along the way seemed to describe their origins.

I don't know what the ancient emperor did between the transactions.

all in all.

A total of 300 million ancient soldiers!Some are the recovery of terracotta warriors, and some are born out of thin air-but the number of 300 million cannot be faked.

Such a huge number directly allowed the soldiers of the ancient dynasty to occupy the entire Xijing—all the demons, ghosts, ghosts and ghosts retreated, and the only strange talk in the whole Xijing was the resurrection of the ancient emperor.

The Chinese army did not engage in conflict with the soldiers of the ancient dynasty - the reason is unknown.

All in all, although the ancient emperor has just recovered, he already has the tendency to occupy Xijing and become the emperor again.

The residents of Xijing hid in their homes tremblingly, and the government sent a text message to remind them: "Please go home and close the door, don't go out."

The panic-stricken people of Xijing suddenly heard a loud sound resounding throughout Xijing.

It was the voice of a thick, powerful middle-aged man.

"I am the ancient emperor and ancient Chu."

"I am ordered by the sky, so I will live forever!"

There are 300 million ancient soldiers singing loudly!

"Ordered by heaven, you will live forever!"

The sky suddenly shone, as if it was raining rays of light, falling somewhere in the center of the city.

The ancient emperor's voice sounded again.

"I am the chosen one, with the blood of an ancient dragon!"

"Heaven's chosen one, with the blood of the ancient dragon!"

Suddenly, the sound of dragon chant resounded in the city of Xijing.

"My soldiers are invincible and unstoppable!"

"Invincible, unstoppable!"

The stone chips on the 300 million ancient soldiers turned into dust and fell to the ground one after another, and there was a faint light rising from the armored weapons.

"I have a sharp sword, I can slay the gods at the top, and kill the demons at the bottom!"

"I have eighteen bronze men, who are the most precious treasures of the country!"

"I have..."

"I have..."

"I have..."

……

"He really did that..."

Lu Ming and his party who had just arrived in Xijing heard the violent roar in the city, and Duan Yun couldn't help sighing slightly.

"This ancient emperor is very smart."

Easy to understand.

The 300 million soldiers of the ancient dynasty who were absolutely loyal to the ancient emperor, although they were born from strange stories, have really transformed into living people, and living people will become the root of strange stories.

This is a huge source of belief - which god in the real world has 300 million fanatics?

At this moment, the ancient emperor gave a speech in public, not to mention whether the 1000 million people in Xijing believed it or not. Just 300 million ancient soldiers could raise the ancient emperor's strength to an unimaginable level.

Ancient Emperor.

This ghost talk phenomenon that shouldn't have appeared, made perfect use of the ghost talk rules at this moment, and instantly became one of the strongest ghost stories in the world.

Duan Yun turned to look at Lu Ming.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Lu Ming responded with actions.

The ghost car appeared out of nowhere, Lu Ming got into the car, Liu Jiang kicked the accelerator, and the car sped towards the city center.

On the co-pilot.

Lu Ming called softly.

As a result, the spirit of ghosts in Xijing floated.

The underworld has come to the world!

Chapter 12 Ghosting and Sacrifice

Duan Yun and the others couldn't detect the floating ghost energy.

They could only see that Lu Ming disappeared in an instant - needless to say where he went and what he was going to do.

Duan Yun opened his mouth slightly and said dryly.

"This... This seems to be inconsistent with the regulations of the Security Bureau."

The Security Bureau has training for foreign staff.

One of the key points is that after entering the dungeon, you must be cautious, take one step and think about three steps.

Of course, Duan Yun also understands that different strengths and different positions have different ideas, but no matter how you say it, Lu Ming's "simple and rude" still makes Duan Yun feel unsafe.

Only hope lay on the side, with an obscure light in his eyes.

It spoke calmly, and the childish voice lost the cautiousness when it first entered the arena, and the eagerness to try before coming to Xijing just now.

Its tone was eighty percent similar to Lu Ming's calmness.

"The timing is different, the decision is different."

"I never imagined that Lu Ming could take over the underworld so easily..."

"Now that the shadow controls the authority of the underworld, even I don't know how far the shadow can go."

"With such confidence, even if the boss can't beat the ancient emperor, there is no need to be afraid of him."

"not to mention……"

What's more, hope didn't say anything.

It just raised its head and looked to the sky.

In Xijing in the early morning, the sun rises, rendering the whole sky orange.

Looking up at the sky, Hope's eyes are deep, but the corner of his mouth has a strange arc.

The 17.00% survival rate seems to make the copy of Urban Ghost Story very dangerous.