Countless things were piled up on the dark and boundless ground. It was unclear whether they were garbage or other items.
Just between this piece of heaven and earth, there are constant collision sounds, like magic sounds entering the brain, making people unable to rest for a moment.
When the sound sounds, some areas will suddenly disappear, and some areas will appear out of thin air.
Many monks believe that this is the sound made when different worlds collide, and they are constantly fused and destroyed during the collision.
There are stars in the sky, but they appear chaotic, like a neatly arranged chessboard that has been messed up by someone.
The stars kept twinkling, like countless pairs of eyes, looking mockingly at the creatures on the ground.
The world is ruthless and does not care about the rise and fall of a certain kind of creature. All things are equal and each has its own way of survival.
Everyone wants something and everyone fears something.
If you want to live a better life, you can only cross the boundless ocean of suffering by working hard to overcome it.
This was a peaceful place, but one day, disaster struck silently.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, all life is in ruins, and death is something that can happen at any time.
People who were lucky enough to survive tried their best to stay alive, but found that their efforts were not worth mentioning.
All races live side by side, demons run rampant, and accidents happen every moment.
It's just that danger and opportunity will always appear together. While most living beings are struggling, there are still some lucky people who find opportunities and embark on the path of spiritual practice.
In this chaotic time and space, practitioners are the most powerful beings. They can protect the common people, and they can also dominate the land and dominate the world.
Some monks are plundering people everywhere, and some are seeking immortality. Everyone wants to escape from the sea of suffering, but they find that they are always struggling in the sea of suffering.
This is true for mortals, and so is it for monks.
In Dahuang State, where the human race gathered, countless monks came one after another and finally gained something after going through hardships.
In this vast wilderness, twelve cities were built to resist the plunder and attacks of aliens.
On this day, in the seventh city of the wilderness, a large number of monks came out of the city to participate in the operation.
Whenever the weather changes, countless materials will be scattered in the sky, including many things necessary for practice, and they must be collected as soon as possible.
After the monks have finished searching, it will be the civilians' turn to appear. After they collect the materials, they can send them to the city in exchange for money and food.
In the wilderness, you can also collect all kinds of food, and monsters are also rampant.
At the same time, beware of alien races. They will swarm around to launch attacks, feed on humans, and narrowly escape death after an encounter.
Although there are a large number of soldiers stationed in the border area, internal security cannot be guaranteed.
Even if the border is heavily fortified, the enemy can use the time and space rifts that appear from time to time to cross the defense line and penetrate deep into the human race.
Whenever this happens, monks will attack and kill monsters and aliens.
Not long after, whirlpools and colorful light bands appeared in the sky, which was mesmerizing to watch.
There seemed to be countless worlds, looming in the light.
Seeing this scene, the monks couldn't help but feel full of expectation. In fact, during this period of time, the city's cultivation resources have become increasingly scarce.
The intensity of alien attacks is increasing, and the pressure on the border is increasing.
Everyone can feel the depressing and tense atmosphere, but there is nothing that can be done about it.
Individual abilities are limited. Only by uniting together and working hard can we ensure the existence of the race.
Along with the thunder and thunder, the sky seemed to be raining, and countless items fell from the sky.
No one knows where these items come from, but they know that they are necessary for survival.
The monks couldn't wait and rushed directly to the wilderness to collect the items that were still in the air one by one.
The value of these items ranges from high to low. Whoever collects the higher value will get richer rewards.
Experienced monks can judge the value of items from a distance and prioritize collection and selection.
There will be fights during this process, but it is tacitly approved by the top management of the human race. As long as no one is killed, there will be no problem.
This situation is actually to cultivate the monks' sense of competition and make their combat skills more powerful.
The daily fierce training is to be able to kill the enemy and protect yourself when the battle begins.
This moment was a carnival for the monks. They were flying across the sky and on the ground, snatching treasures one after another.
The dropped items may be large or small. During the snatching process, the monks must dodge in time to avoid being killed by the falling items.
Although when items fall, their speed will be reduced under the influence of mysterious power, but they are still like bullets and cannonballs.
Many items will be smashed into the ground, and the soil must be dug and rummaged through.
Another flash of light attracted the attention of several monks, thinking that this item must be extraordinary.
They rushed away at the first opportunity, trying to collect the items first.
Although the other monks had ideas, they decisively gave up the idea after comparing the strengths of both sides.
Several monks were extremely fast and rushed under the object in an instant.
Just looking at the item again, he suddenly changed direction and obviously avoided this point of origin and landing.
Several monks were stunned and immediately realized that this item was not simple, and they wanted to find out more about it.
If it is some kind of rare treasure, or a psychic beast, you will definitely get more rewards.
With such thoughts in mind, several monks immediately followed him.
As a result, at this moment, there was a sudden roar, and a ferocious beast emerged from a meteorite falling from the sky.
It looks like a centipede, but it has a huge mouth and a huge ugly human head in its mouth.
The monster's body was covered with sharp claws, like sharp sickles, and it could easily cut several monks into pieces.
The monster became more and more excited after eating the flesh and blood, jumping and roaring constantly, obviously treating the monk as its prey.
The monks had experienced accidents like this more than once, and immediately began to target the attack.
The monsters that were hit kept roaring and were about to be killed on the spot.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the monster seemed to be inflated, and its size increased nearly a hundred times.
Like a small mountain, it crazily wanders across the earth, crushing monks along the way into the soil.
The mouth sprays venom wildly. Once it comes into contact with the monk's body, it will corrode crazily and release poisonous gas.
The monks who encountered the accident were unable to resist the ravages of monsters, and countless people were killed and injured in the blink of an eye.
When the monk in charge saw this, his eyes widened and it seemed as if blood was about to spurt out from his eyes.
Almost all of the monks in front of him were his students. They were in their prime, but they died under the attack of monsters.
However, this monster is so fierce that they are no match for them and can only wait for reinforcements from the border.
While waiting, I don't know how many monks will die tragically from the monster's attacks.
At this moment, his heart was like a knife, and he was suffering every minute.
But at this moment, a stream of light flew from a distance and headed straight for the monster.
The extremely fierce monster actually let out a roar, with despair and panic in its voice.
Under the gaze of countless monks, the stream of light flew into the monster's body, and its huge body fell to the ground.
"Dead?"
The monks were full of surprise and couldn't believe what they saw.
The next moment, a tall figure slowly appeared above the monster's head.
The monks who were watching suddenly felt a heavy pressure, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them.
The figure in front of him was obviously more terrifying than the monster, otherwise he would not have easily killed the monster instantly.
"Where is this?"
Looking at the frightened monk, Tang Zhen asked in a cold voice.