World Reshuffle: Dominate from a Log Cabin

God Machine City.

With the use of the migration scroll, all the strange people raging in the base disappeared, and Song Wujie let out a sigh of relief.

He suppressed the sadness in his heart and arranged his work in an orderly manner.

"Qiu Xu, lead people to clean up the battlefield."

"Liu Yu, count the casualties."

"Go forward and continue to guard the outside of the city."

......

Half an hour later.

"City Lord, the weird ones are attacking again." A long-haired man came to Song Wujie and bowed slightly.

"Open the city defense formation!"

Song Wujie said calmly, but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "Let's go and take a look."

Outside the city defense formation, more than a hundred weirdos were attacking non-stop, among which nine weirdos stood out.

Song Wujie's eyes were filled with anger. These monsters were the ones that wreaked havoc in the city before the migration. Three of them had traces of being scorched by lightning on their arms. He was convinced of this.

"boom!"

He punched the city bricks, and his knuckles were suddenly bloody and blood gushed out.

"Avoid them, harass other weirdos, and reduce the pressure on the city defense formation." His voice was extremely cold.

At the moment, there is a complete weird state outside the city, which they cannot kill at all.

Even if you want revenge, you can only hold back.

Following a burst of thunder, Song Wujie slammed down the broad sword in his hand, knocking a powerful creature off the city wall.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Song Wujie stared at the strange people outside the city who were still attacking, and fell into deep thought.

Under such an attack intensity, the city defense formation consumes almost three thousand spiritual stones in one hour.

Even if they have a lot of spiritual stone savings, there is no need to waste it like this.

It's better to buy a migration scroll and take the weirdos around in circles.

With a flash of white light, Shenji City disappeared.

......

Yanhuang City.

"Lao Yan, help me!"

Following Wu Jing's loud roar, Yan Poyue's expression became stern. He abandoned the opponent in front of him and came to Wu Jing's vicinity, preparing to block the strange support coming from him.

Looking at the four strange things approaching him, Yan Poyue frowned.

He was in the Seven Apertures of Mortal Realm, but what he had to face were four strange beings of the same level, and even their physical strength was at the ninth level of the military level.

It's a bit tricky.

But he must fight for a one-on-one opportunity for Wu Jing, so that the whole situation can be revitalized.

Yan Poyue took a deep breath, clenched the long knife in his hand, and took the initiative to attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

After three or five moves, Yan Poyue flew backwards. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and his face turned extremely pale.

One to four, it's still a bit too forced.

However, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Wu Jing could resolve the battle quickly.

"Ten more seconds, no, it only takes eight seconds to form a two-on-four situation, but I can't stop it for eight seconds..."

Yan Poyue's expression kept changing, as if he was making a certain decision.

The next moment, he looked determined and rushed towards several strange people without hesitation.

Simultaneously.

His momentum continued to increase, but his body was shaky. It was obvious that he had used some taboo method.

"cut!"

Yan Poyue let out a low shout, and his body shot up like a cannonball. He held the sword in both hands and struck in the air. A huge red sword light instantly enveloped the four strange heads.

the other side.

Wu Jing's attacks became more and more violent. He needed to finish the battle as soon as possible and then go to support Yan Poyue.

Just now.

The red light reflected on the blade, and his expression changed drastically.

"No, it's a life-threatening blow."

One of the few martial arts skills of Yanhuang is to sacrifice one's life with one blow. It can kill one thousand enemies and damage one's own eight hundred.

Using it not only requires burning half of the body's blood, but also damaging the meridians throughout the body, so that one can cut beyond one's own limits.

But it only has the power of one blow.

As for the current situation, even if Yan Poyue tried his best, he would not be able to kill four weirdos with one sword, and the only thing left for him would be death.

He did not expect that the four strange heads cooperated so well and pushed Yan Poyue to this point in an instant.

Thinking of this, Wu Jing was extremely anxious.

Regardless of the overall situation or the relationship between the two, he didn't want anything to happen to Yan Poyue.

"Pfft!"

Weird's arm pierced Wu Jing's shoulder, but his long knife also struck Weird's neck. His bloody head, which had been hacked many times, finally fell to the ground.

"thump."

By exchanging injuries for injuries, he was able to resolve the battle in advance.

not far away.

As the red sword light dissipated, a strange figure was revealed.

A speed monster's body was split in half. Although it was not dead, it could not play much role.

The other three strange heads were also covered in blood and flesh.

The powerful monster closest to Yan Poyue roared and rushed towards him, preparing to finish him off completely.

The shiny black arm stabbed straight at Yan Poyue's head. Although he tried to avoid it, his whole body was in severe pain and he couldn't muster any strength.

The arms kept enlarging in his eyes.

Just now.

"boom!"

A figure fell from the sky, suppressing the magic of power under its feet, and at the same time slashed hard with both hands, and a head flew out like a football.

Wu Jing turned around and held the horizontal knife in front of Yan Poyue.

Facts have proved that Wu Jing, the leader of the five war gods, still has a lot of skills.

One against two, kill these two strange beasts powerfully.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Yan Poyue's normally paralyzed face.

......

The east wall of Chang'an City.

After Wang Kuan left, Zhuge Qingqing controlled the array.

With a wave of the feather fan, a colorful fire dragon appeared. It roared and rampaged through the strange group, unstoppable.

The temperature is so high that the strangeness of the eighth-level soldier is on the verge of igniting at the slightest touch. The flames are like maggots on the tarsal bones, which cannot be shaken off or extinguished, and continue to spread to the head.

"Hoohoo!"

The weirdos kept roaring in pain.

Soon, his whole body was completely burnt, the red light in his eyes went out, and he fell heavily to the top of the city.

Only the ninth-level soldier's weirdness can resist.

The energy of several people in the late stage of Mortal Transformation and more than a hundred people in the mid-stage of Mortal Transformation were concentrated together and allowed to be mobilized by one person. It was so exciting to fly.

Zhuge Qingqing's face flushed, and he was very excited.

Feeling that one fire dragon was not enough, he waved his feather fan repeatedly, and seven more fire dragons appeared. Eight fire dragons flew back and forth, and the city was illuminated brightly.

The heat wave is overwhelming!

Under the raging fire dragon, the eighth-level soldiers were quickly killed one by one.

Zhuge Wuqing narrowed his eyes and looked at the strange seventh-level eight-headed soldier who was left, and waved his feather fan.

"Wow!"

The eight fire dragons instantly merged into a larger fire dragon, which crashed towards them and was about to devour them.

At this moment, an extremely sharp voice sounded.

"Chirp—!"

Hearing this sound, Batou Weiyi turned around and ran away at an extremely fast speed. Even though Zhuge Wuqing chased after him desperately, only two of them were left behind.

"What a pity!"

Zhuge Wuqing murmured to himself and put the formation disk away.

"Military advisor, let me control the array next time!" Zhao Daqiang suddenly came over.

In this battle, Brother Qiang was responsible for serving as the energy source. Seeing Wang Kuan and Zhuge Qingqing's bravery one after another, he was already itching to endure it.

"Okay, okay." Zhuge Wuqing smiled and nodded, "I'll let you control it next time."

He knew what Brother Qiang was like, and he just wanted to be seen as a saint in front of others.

"military adviser."

Wang Kuan's voice sounded.

As soon as he and Ling Xue rushed over, they saw the strange scene receding.

"They are really cunning. They will run away when they see that they can't be beaten." Zhao Daqiang complained.

Zhuge Qingqing chuckled and said: "They are controlled by the spirit of the devil, and the spirit of the devil already has some intelligence."

"If you are wise, you will naturally know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."

Outside the city, under the protection of the defensive army, Spiritual Creed left in dejection with his only six subordinates.

"Military advisor, send someone to clean up the battlefield!" After leaving a message, Wang Kuan returned to the gun tower and devoted himself to training.

Time passes minute by minute.

Since the spiritual monsters retreated, it has been quiet all night, and no monsters have attacked Chang'an City.

In the second half of the night, Ling Xue successfully broke through and reached the Eight Apertures of the Mortal Transformation Realm.

But unlike Chang'an, other forces in the 00002 area are still suffering from strange attacks.

Overnight, more than a dozen large forces were destroyed one after another.

A large group of weird people are wandering around aimlessly, but from a God's perspective, they are spontaneously gathering towards the center of the area.

Wow——!

Its daybreak.