Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 2026 Chaos in the Dangerous City!

"The champion of boxing is dead, but please don't panic. I am the new leader of the 'God of Boxing Association'. Follow me into Happy City and seize the 'Elysium'!"

When the "Great Iron City" fell from the sky and burst into a bright fireball that devoured everything on the ground, many ambitious and strong men in the boxing champion army immediately stood on the burning heights, brandishing chainsaw swords and vibrating knives. Let out an earth-shattering roar.

Then they were slightly taken aback, aware of the existence of competitors, and glared at each other.

"The lord of Happy City is finished, and the boxing champion is finished, but Happy City is still there. Brothers, stand up for me! Repel this wave of attacks, and we will be able to defend Happy City and become the master of the 'Elysium'!"

In Xiaoyao City, there were also many thugs and murderers screaming, wanting to gather their formation, gather morale, and take over the command of the "Lord of Xiaoyao City" Xiahou Wuxin as a matter of course.

But efforts on both sides were in vain.

The troops of both sides are barely cobbled together by hundreds of forces, large and small, and they are out-and-out mobs.

When the boxing champion and the owner of Happy City are still there, they can still use their authority and absolute strength to suppress all kinds of evil people with ulterior motives, and barely piece them together into a battle-ready army.

But since both of them were wounded, both of them died together, and there was no second murderer with enough dominance to stand up in their group, even if there were many hills and endless internal fighting, how could other gangsters and murderers be so stupid as to give it to them? Are they cannon fodder?

Everyone came here from thousands of miles, risking their lives to work hard, isn't it just for money?

"Both the boxing champion and the lord of Happy City are dead, and now Happy City is a land of no man. Everyone rush in, and you get what you grab, as much as you can grab!"

This is the thinking of most small and medium gangs.

"The situation is so chaotic, we will definitely not be able to defend Happy City. Instead of throwing our lives here for no reason, we might as well grab a vote and run away!"

The defenders are also fluctuating.

I don't know who is the first to do it, it's like a tiny gap in a dam full of water, and there is no power to prevent the collapse from happening.

The mob were all beaten back to their original form, from the "army" back to the true colors of "rogues" and "bandits", and even intensified, being inspired ten times bloody, ferocious and beastly by the legends of many sensual dogs, horses, wine pools and forests in "Elysium" !

As for the defenders, the bandits who were invited from all over the evil land to help in the battle were the first to collapse.

Taking advantage of the convenient location, they shouted at the same time, dropped their defenses, and rushed towards the warehouses and markets in Xiaoyao City where a large amount of supplies were stored.

The defenders of Xiaoyao City, who are still loyal to Xiahou Wuxin, want to stop them. These bandits don't remember that the two sides were fighting side by side just a moment ago. They are in the posture of dying together with Xiaoyao City.

The defenders' suppression had not lasted for three minutes, and the scattered but increasingly violent army of the attacking side had already slammed into their defense line from behind.

"Damn it, Boss Xiahou is finished, we are still working for the ghosts, why not go with them, do big things together, and find a way after getting a lot of supplies!"

Seeing that the situation was over, the generals of the defending army abandoned their decades of fear and loyalty to Xiahou Wuxin in only three seconds.

They have stayed in Happy City for decades, and they personally moved many precious materials into the warehouse. Naturally, they know where the valuable things are stored better than the foreign gangsters.

When these defenders have transformed into rogues taking advantage of the fire, no one is able and willing to maintain the order in Happy City.

The most chaotic and tragic street fighting broke out.

It is not based on the camps of both sides, nor is it based on gangs and forces, but it is based on small groups of bandits in twos and threes.

All the murderers have lost contact with their companions, and have no interest in returning to the establishment. They are running around in the poor streets and alleys of Happy City like headless chickens.

Their eyes were as red as flies, and there was only one thought in their boiling brains to find the material warehouse, no matter what, just grab it!

Many people got their wish.

The abundance of materials stored in Xiaoyao City, the advanced magic weapons, and the abundance of high-energy nutrients are all beyond their imagination.

They waved the most advanced bolter guns and danced, they rolled around in the shiny spar piles, their eyes widened, their cheeks puffed up, and they poured a dozen or twenty guns into their stomachs in one go High-energy nutrients, until a few of them hugged their stomachs and died, with ecstatic laughter on their faces.

But the vast majority of gangsters are not so lucky.

Since it is a warehouse, it is naturally not a place that is too remote and hidden, and it is often found by three or five bandits at the same time.

There is no need to declare war, no shouting, and even fierce eye contact is superfluous. The gangsters and murderers slashed at each other with chainsaw swords, smashed down electric axes, and set off a storm of bullets that destroyed everything. !

Every high-rise building in Xiaoyao City is exploding, and every poor street is burning. The murderers and gangsters involved in the vortex of war are not possessed by the demon, but they are a hundred times more ruthless and violent than possessed by the demon. , in order to compete for precious resources, there was a scene of fighting that made the ghosts in the Nine Netherworld feel horrified.

Li Yao, Boxing King, Han Te and Liuli sneaked underground.

Li Yao released the Xiaolong to investigate on the ground, and what he saw were scenes of human tragedies like this.

All the known and unknown murderers are fighting each other.

In the beginning, it was to compete for the material warehouse. Seven or eight or a dozen gangsters fought indiscriminately. After most of the warehouses were looted, the target became the gangsters carrying a large amount of supplies. How many Qiankun rings, a large amount of supplies want to be transported out of the city, they can only be carried with them, or dragged by heavy spar chariots, blind people can smell that they are "big fish", naturally become the best for those empty-handed and full of resentment prey.

And the victor who kills and steals goods doesn't have to be happy for too long. Often he just cut off the head of his prey with a chainsaw sword half a minute ago, and half a minute later, his head was flying in the midair filled with gunpowder and fell on the spar chariot Under the crawler tracks, it was a mess.

Later, many thugs learned how to behave. After looting a large amount of supplies, they did not transport them out of the city. Wait until everyone outside is almost dead.

It's just that the other gangsters are not idiots. They found that several relatively large gangs disappeared mysteriously, and dozens of small and medium-sized gangs gradually united to attack warehouses in Xiaoyao City.

Chaos, chaos, chaos, this is the most chaotic battlefield Li Yao has ever seen!

The chaotic battle between murderers and gangsters was dazzling enough, and it was as big as a fight, but there were also a large number of immortal cultivators and players who fell from the sky and even more crazy "live broadcasters" mixed in.

These people are wearing equipment that is more than one level higher than the criminals of the evil land. In the words of the virtual game, it may be called a "god-level suit". Roaming in the urban battlefield.

They didn't aim at plundering materials, they were purely killing, chopping melons and vegetables, slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Occasionally, when two different player teams encounter each other, there will be thrilling and exciting duels. They are also merciless to their own people, even more ruthless than they are to criminals. Frightened and sweating, I have a more intuitive and perceptual understanding of the "Day" of immortal cultivators.

However, what surprised Li Yao the most were those guys called "live broadcasters".

Compared with the players performing trial missions, these "live broadcasters" are more exaggerated, weirder, and crazier.

They often wear colorful crystal armors like fighting cocks, and there are countless flowers on the armor, jingling, unnecessary burdens, such as cockscombs that soar into the sky, spiral horns that are longer than arms, and bloody souls. Beast wings, blah blah blah.

Li Yao thought about these cumbersome uses for a long time. Judging from his vision and experience as a senior craftsman master, these messy things have no practical use at all. A pinch of indigo-colored chicken feathers, a piece of shiny rhinestones inlaid on the crystal armor, and a mess of bullet chains wrapped around the body, what is "pretty" at all.

In addition to these guys in strange clothes, there is also a group of "live broadcasters" who seem to be deliberately pursuing high difficulty, even rushing into the battlefield naked without wearing crystal armor or armor.

Most of the "live broadcasters" in this group are women. Most of them are graceful, plump and attractive. They also know how to use their own body advantages. They wear extremely revealing clothes. The most conservative is the crystal clear three-point style under the faintly visible gauze.

The snow-white delicate body, the veil that wanted to refuse and welcome, coupled with the sword that was twice as long as their heads and covered with blood and minced meat, really had a strange and extremely impactful force.

Whether it's the guys in the most exaggerated costumes, or the women who are both glamorous and brutal, they all start killing in the most exaggerated, weirdest, and loudest ways.

The vast majority of live broadcasters do not pursue the number of killings, but the bloody and shocking scenes. While killing, they will dance and dance like cramps.

Like the burden on them, many movements are superfluous, purely pursuing gorgeous or distorted or crazy sound and light effects, even if they get injured or even die because of these superfluous movements, they don't care.

Li Yao even felt that many "live broadcasters" sang while killing. No, it can't be called singing, but it seems to be some kind of roar between singing and chanting. It is a kind of hypnotizing others and hypnotizing himself the curse of -

I have been at the printing factory last night, burning lights to sign the Simplified version. I have never signed so many of my names in my life, hahahaha.

In the end, I was really dizzy, my hands were soft and my feet were soft, and I almost didn't know my own name.

So if any friend finds a crooked mark like a ghostly talisman on it after getting the book, there is no doubt that it is the signature of the old cow... Please forgive me!

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