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Seeing Feng Changyun's actions, everyone recovered from the shock.

The man who was closer to her quickly grabbed her: "Hey, do you want to kill all of us?"

Feng Changyun turned her head and met the man's eyes. The murderous intent in her eyes made the man take a step back in shock, his face turned pale, and he lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

Feng Changyun then looked at the shivering NPC on the table: "Say, I can still spare your life."

The man was trembling all over, rubbing his body against the table and moving back to get further away from this evil spirit.

But there is always a limit to how much he can move, not to mention there is a sword stuck next to his head that can kill him at any time.

Feng Changyun's eyes became colder, and she drew her sword, ready to chop the NPC directly.

Perhaps seeing through Feng Changyun's thoughts, and fearing that he would be killed a second later, the man hurriedly shouted: "I, I don't know what you are talking about."

Feng Changyun stood up straight and raised her sword high.

The man's eyes were splitting and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Really! I didn't lie to you! I, I am only responsible for delivering food to people who come to this house, I don't know anything else."

Feng Changyun sneered: "Really? It's not important anymore."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sword she raised came down and cut off the man's head with one strike.

Blood splashed high, and his head rolled to the ground with a gurgling sound, and he barely stopped until he reached the door.

There was silence in the room, only the sound of blood spraying was particularly harsh.

"Ah!! Kill, kill someone..."

A person sitting around the table suddenly let out a piercing scream, and his whole body bounced to the corner of the room like a spring, shaking as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Not only that person, but others also looked at her with fear, as if they were looking at a madman.

The timid ones simply lowered their heads, not daring to look at her, for fear that her sword would swing at their heads in the next second.

Feng Changyun ignored them and was not interested in their heads. She looked down at the NPC's bloody head.

Although he was in such a miserable state, the ghost was not dead yet. His head was rolling towards the door in a very strange posture, and his body was also struggling to crawl out.

He crawled quickly on all fours. When he reached the door, he picked up his head and rushed out.

Feng Changyun walked forward without hesitation, snatched the head from his hand with an expressionless face, raised her foot and kicked his body into the stove, her movements were clean and neat, without any hesitation.

The ghost's eyes were about to burst, and the shrill screams resounded throughout the room: "Ah, ah, ah, let go! Spare me! Please forgive me, I, I just spoke a little too harshly to not offend you, let go... ah !!”

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Changyun threw his head into the furnace. The blazing fire instantly devoured him. The sound of his flesh being burned mixed with the strong smell of barbecue irritated everyone present.

Every second challenges their fragile nerves.

The screams became more shrill.

Feng Changyun walked out of the house slowly with her sword in hand. As soon as she took a step, the person who was scared just now mustered up the courage to stop her.

"You, you want to leave?"

Feng Changyun tilted her head: "What else?"

"You, do you know that by killing NPCs, we don't even know what the mission is? If you act like this, we won't be able to complete the mission..."

These people had just seen her methods, so they didn't dare to speak too fiercely, and their words of blame sounded a bit aggrieved, as if they were acting coquettishly.

Feng Changyun was silent for a moment: "You stay in the house and don't go anywhere. You can go back in half an hour at most."

After speaking, she locked the door from the outside and set up a protective shield to avoid being affected later. Not only that, she also used her spiritual power to create an illusion so that the scene outside would always look the same.

This way, she doesn't have to worry about anything.

Feng Changyun flew into the air, drew out the sword in her hand, continued to accumulate spiritual power, and aimed it at the snow mountain.

The next second, a sword was swung out, and the huge spiritual power enveloped the falling wind and snow, razing the entire mountain to the ground. The wooden house, which was tightly protected by the protective shield, floated in the air for a long time before slowly falling to the ground.

Feng Changyun turned to look at the horizon. The dark clouds dispersed and even the sky began to collapse.

The Ghost King didn't even have a chance to show his face before he was killed by her along with the snowy mountain.

well.

Pierce the copy again.

Feng Changyun was about to try to connect to the golden palace in the sea of ​​consciousness, but the next second, the scene in front of her changed again, and she appeared in a small iron box.

Feng Changyun:......

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【6】

[No, what do you mean? It’s endless, right?]

[The people behind the game copies are really not afraid that the boss will destroy all the copies]

[You are saying that when the boss was brought here, could it be that she was asked to destroy these dungeons? Things that should not have appeared in real life in the first place, and she dragged so many people into the dungeon]

【I also have this feeling】

[Big brother, big brother, look at the barrage~]

[The boss is busy destroying the world and cannot see the barrage]

The little black ball timidly raised its head in front of Feng Changyun, indicating that he had something to say in the live broadcast room.

She clicked on the barrage panel and saw everyone's words.

[Can the boss find a way to talk to the world’s consciousness? I feel like you may have been brought here by Him】

[According to the speculation above, it may be that the world consciousness wants to return to its previous state, but it has no choice but to find foreign aid]

Feng Changyun frowned slightly and couldn't help but think.

The words of these people seem to be unreasonable, but if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible.

There are so many monsters appearing inexplicably in this world, and ordinary people are drawn into the game willfully.

Just like a piece of good meat giving birth to a bunch of disgusting bugs, no matter which world they are placed in, they will attract the attention of Heaven and then try their best to expel them.

Can talk to the heaven of this world...

This……

The way of heaven is beyond the reach of people at her level. She doesn't know how to talk to the way of heaven.

However, netizens in the live broadcast room also provided her with a new idea.

The god of heaven in this world wants to destroy all copies of the game, so he asks her for help.

Feng Changyun's face was expressionless, but she took a breath of cold air in her heart.

If netizens’ guess is true, and she really helps the world get rid of these game copies and return to normal, then she will save the entire world.

She couldn't even imagine how much merit she could gain.

Now that she has an idea, Feng Changyun is no longer angry.

In the final analysis, the way of heaven is just a consciousness that arises from the development of the world to a certain extent, and it also has its own rules to abide by.

It's not easy to clean up these things, but Feng Changyun doesn't have those restrictions. It's easy for her to destroy a copy of the game.

Now that she had a direction, Feng Changyun no longer hesitated.

After trapping several players with illusions, she destroyed the entire game copy with one sword strike.

As expected, the next second after the game copy collapsed, she appeared in a new game copy.

Feng Changyun followed suit and destroyed countless copies of the game in just one day.

After this day, she realized that the number of game copies in this world was simply beyond imagination. No wonder the mirror dragged her here.

Even after the spiritual power in her body was exhausted, she hadn't finished chopping, and she was still being transported into new game worlds.

No matter how many pills she had taken, Feng Changyun felt that she had become a numb sword-wielding tool. When the spiritual power was exhausted, he would take pills to replenish it. After replenishing it, he would continue hacking. He went back and forth so many times that he lost count.

An unknown amount of time passed, and when the last copy of the game was split apart by her sword, her vision went dark and her consciousness was pulled into darkness.