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Not long ago, Qinghua Mountain.

Refugees and refugees in Yanjing feel that Yanjing is being rebuilt very quickly, but to be honest, they think so only because they have not seen the speed of change in Qinghua Mountain.

毕竟在燕京主持事务的,只是夏炯001，而留在青华山的，则是夏炯、夏炯002、夏炯003、夏炯004、夏炯005,和夏炯006……

And millions of beta players.

And if we say that Yanjing, which is being rebuilt, has already erected several landmark buildings—for example, Internet cafes—then, at the foot of Qinghua Mountain and surrounding the lake, we can already see the prototype of a city.

——A city that has never appeared in these [-] heavens and is comparable in scale to the top metropolises of several tens of millions of people in Azure Star, the embryonic form of a city!

Every brick, every drop of cement is the blood and sweat of the beta players!

Xia Jiong had already planned to build a city at the foot of Qinghua Mountain.

After all, with the start of the public beta, more and more players will enter the game, and Qinghua Mountain will recruit real disciples in the future. In fact, there are not so many places to put players.

Of course Xia Jiong didn't directly say that he wanted to drive the players away, he only said...

"Do you want a house of your own?"

Public beta players: "?"

Public beta players: "!!!"

Then they came to work for him like tool men.

Of course, Xia Jiong is not a demon after all. Tasks such as moving bricks and repairing houses are not high-intensity tasks. They are just a few daily tasks that are easy to complete. It is also very good to give a contribution value. It is still limited, which effectively avoids the public beta. Players spend [-] hours of game time every day on moving bricks, so that the public beta players (yuan) mouth (sheng) give (zai) praise (dao).

In any case, even if the time of the brick-moving task is controlled, the huge number of beta players still makes the city grow like a plant in the waking season.

At the same time, the friendship between Xia Jiong and the country—not just Huaxia—has also been quickly established. Outside this unnamed city, two opposing military camps have also been established in different directions.

For the time being, one belongs to Huaxia and the other belongs to Meilijian.

Ordinary players don't know so much, they just think that there are two clubs of public beta players - Pink Bubble Club and Freedom Club - taking advantage of several clubs of internal beta players to go to Yanjing to open up wasteland, hide in Xinshou Village to develop wretchedly, and finally Completed the hidden mission of the club first, and got the club resident.

At that time, the whole game was a sensation for a few days, and even some traditional media reported this incident for some unknown reason. The men's football team has worked so hard to win the World Cup No.1.

If Xia Jiong hadn't personally made the PY deal with Pink Bubble Club and Liberty Club, he might have believed it.

However, at this moment.

Three different surface-to-surface missiles, two from the Pink Bubbles' compound and one from the Liberty Society's compound, were launched.The propeller spewed fire, and flew towards the three marked locations at a speed of Mach ten.

"We use light-weight advanced inertial guidance plus... so many technical terms, Comrade Xiaoxia, you probably don't understand it. The auxiliary positioning of other facilities is just suitable for the situation here. The disadvantage is that the error is relatively large, and we will try to correct it as much as possible, but compared to other missiles with an error of only a few meters, the error of inertial guided missiles may be as high as tens of meters to hundreds of meters..."

Political Commissar Di Hangsheng said so.

"However, the positions of the three kinds of magic altars are calculated by comparing the fluctuations of the spiritual veins in the sky above Qinghua Mountain with the spiritual veins of Kunyuan, and comparing them with the map of Kunyuan. It is very large, and the error of the two superimposed may lead to a difference of about one or two kilometers between the final landing point and the magic altar..."

Xia Jiong raised his hand: "So in order to succeed in the strike, why don't we strike again?"

Di Hangsheng: "Do you know how much a missile costs, Comrade Xiaoxia?!"

Xia Jiong blinked.

"I know," he said with a smile, "but don't you pay for it now?"

Di Hangsheng; "..."

Di Hangsheng wanted to vomit blood.

But Xia Jiong is also right. Although the three missiles and a series of supporting facilities for launching the three missiles were transported from the Azure Star through the portal, it is reasonable to use national assets cautiously. In the joint "military exercise" between Huadao and Meilijian, Qinghuadao should not be allowed to pay for it as a participant.

It's not that Di Hangsheng doesn't understand, that is, the way Comrade Xiao Xia is standing here, urging them to launch another missile, is really cheap, so cheap that people want to beat him.

The reason why this kid didn't continue to hang out in the entertainment industry is definitely because he was afraid of being broken, right?

Di Hangsheng just came up with this idea, when he saw the smiling Xia Jiong suddenly froze.

"I hit it," he said.

Di Hangsheng was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head abruptly, and asked the Rocket Army soldiers on the missile launch vehicle: "Have you reached the target location?"

"Report to the political commissar, no," the soldier on the missile launching vehicle quickly tapped on the computer keyboard, and replied at the same time, "Target A is about 710 kilometers away from our station, and there are 28 seconds before Lingzhu Kai No. [-] arrives at the destination—"

"I ran into a demon god," Xia Jiong, or Xia Jiong 002 rubbed his temple, "but—"

***

In just over three minutes, the Lingzhu Kai No. 710, which can span [-] kilometers, will pass by Qi.

Although he didn't understand what this extremely fast and thick log was, it was flying in a straight line towards his back, that is, the direction of the magic altar, and his qi could still tell.

Black-skinned and white-haired, his body was only covered a little by the illusory magic armor, and he didn't care about exposing a large area of ​​skin and the fine and complex golden patterns on the skin. When he raised his hand, a violent hurricane took shape.

If someone here sees this scene, they must cry out in horror, because he is not like a monk of Xiaoyao Dao, who manipulated the spiritual energy to guide the surrounding air.The hurricane will appear only because he raised his hand, and the force he swung was too great, and the side effect was caused!

However, Qi is obviously used to the appearance of causing great changes in the world with every move of his hand, and with another wave of his hand, several terrifying tornadoes hit the round stick!

But before these several tornadoes blocked the logs, a beam of mirror-like sword light had already split the tornadoes.

As soon as Qi turned his head, just like he noticed Shengming from afar before, he also noticed his Immortal Shengming from afar, and he had arrived.

Although he also didn't know what that thick and big log was, Shengming saw the Qinghua Road double-petaled thorns emblem on the log, and stopped Qi's attack without thinking.

Although Qi wanted to stop again, this log was faster than Mach [-], that is to say, faster than [-] kilometers per second, and it had already left him on the spot in an instant.

Moreover, right in front of you, there is also the more threatening Immortal Shengming who remains in place...

The spiritual consciousness moved slightly, the aura of the thick log going away was very weak, he only felt two points of aura, even if it was going to a magic altar, it would not hinder anything.

It was only a moment to think about this, and the next moment the black-skinned and white-haired demon god came back to his senses, and the demonic energy surged wildly, causing his limbs to grow into thick and ferocious demonized beast claws.

"Shengming Yuke Xianjun, isn't it?" He greeted, "How are you!"

As he spoke, he jumped up.

And Xianjun Shengming also reflected the attacking figure of the Great Demon God with his long sword that was now bright like a silver mirror.

A man with short gray hair swung his sword and shouted:

"Devil God! You have seven sins!"

***

Xia Jiong 002 regained consciousness.

"It's all right," he said.

Di Hangsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The Rocket Army soldier on the missile launch vehicle said: "There are still 20 seconds—"

Lingzhu Kai No. 70 is still more than [-] kilometers away from destination A.

At the same time, it is less than ten kilometers away from the magic altar where Feng is located.

Generally speaking, the kind of magic altar will be chosen in the place where the aura of the heavens is weak without spiritual veins, but obviously, in order to hide the location of the kind of magic altar, the demon gods operating in the Kunyuan world this time did not choose the most suitable location Come to plant a magic altar.

The first time I was in Yanjing, it was the place where the spiritual veins passed through, and the three kinds of magic altars that erupted this time had the same location.

Just less than ten kilometers away, there is a small spiritual vein winding through the night sky like a river of stars, and below it is a fairy mountain dojo of a small fairy gate.

There are no more than a dozen people in this little fairy sect, among them, their head is the only Golden Core cultivator in the sect, but he is also unknown.

If this head announces his name, I am afraid that only the former head of Qinghua Dao, Qingwu Xianjun, can report his origin in one go.

Before a stick of incense, everyone in this little fairy sect was still doing nothing.The head of Jindan was thinking about whether he could get some Lingzhu from Xianmeng, and some young disciples were thinking about the reason of being tired and paralyzed some time ago, and cheated more pocket money and vacations from the head.

This small fairy gate, said to be a fairy gate, is actually just a big family, and all the disciples are related by blood.

Just when the big family thought that the Kunyuan Realm's Demon Planting Altar had been resolved and there would be no disasters, the Planting Demon Plantation broke out in front of their house.

"Master! The statue of the patriarch—"

"It's enough to bring a memorial tablet! Don't clean up, just go with me now!"

The only head of the Xiaoxian sect who was in the golden core realm roared, holding two little dolls in his hands and a baby in his chest pocket.

"Master! Xiaoyi doesn't seem to be on the mountain! I can't find him—"

"..." The head of the Xiaoxian Sect almost spit out blood, but as the backbone, he still shouted, "I know! Let's go! Get the magic weapon!"

You don't even have to look back to hear the noise of falling trees and herds of animals in the distance.

If it's too late, even if there is still a family member who has not been found, the head of Xiaoxianmen will directly activate the flying magic weapon.

The moment the magic weapon was activated, a shadow passed over his head in the opposite direction to the people from Xiaoxianmen.

The head of the Xiaoxian Sect concentrates on controlling the flying magic weapon and wants to escape at the highest speed.But the other people on this flying magic weapon followed the shadow subconsciously, turned their heads to watch it pass by them, and then blinked down.