Urban Game System

In the dark tunnel, a strong light gradually approached, and the huge battleship showed its ferocious face!
The whole body of this battleship exudes a palpitating strange material luster, like a giant aircraft carrier. There is an unknown creature's head shape at the tail of the battleship, with a ferocious face and fangs exposed, which seems to represent the flag of this battleship.

hold head high--

The metal-like hissing sound resounded through this sea area, like a powerful sound wave, shocking everyone's hearts!
"This is... oh my god! Such a big warship! It still came through the passage of crossing the catastrophe. Could it be that it came to pick us up?"

"Could this be Transcending Tribulation? There is even a battleship to pick it up, it's a fortress!"

"Haha, those of us who have accepted the inheritance are completely different from those who have not accepted the inheritance!"

"It's just a matter of chance, but it makes us have different lives!"

……

The seventeen monks waiting to cross the catastrophe are very grateful at the moment that they have the protection of their ancestors and have received the inheritance.

At the same time, their gazes towards Chen Hui and the others were filled with more sarcasm and arrogance.

hum~
With a buzzing sound, a porthole suddenly opened on the head of the battleship.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Flying vehicles similar to flying motorcycles flew out of it, and flew directly in front of the seventeen monks who were waiting to cross the catastrophe.

There were seventeen ships in total, one of which was parked in front of each monk.

"What is this for?"

"Should we have a drag race?"

"Who knows, why is this a bit extraordinary!"

……

The seventeen monks who were waiting to cross the catastrophe looked at the aircraft in front of them and were dumbfounded.

Not only them, but even the cultivators in the sea stared at these aircraft in dumbfounded. Is this damn going to make a sci-fi movie?

"Friar from the lower realm, get on the shuttle quickly, and wait for the tribulation!"

Suddenly, a very funny voice came to everyone's ears from above the battleship.

When everyone heard the words, they looked up subconsciously, only to see a person coming out of the porthole at the head of the battleship!

This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, wearing a pair of flip flops, holding a banana in his left hand and stuffing it into his mouth.

At the same time, at the moment this young man appeared, a super majestic imposing coercion swept over the sky.

This coercion is like a mountain collapsing, the sea pouring down, and it is crushed down with a rumble.

Compared with the aura and coercion of the seventeen monks who crossed the catastrophe before, it is simply an elephant compared with an ant!
But this aura of coercion was well controlled. It only made people feel the horror of this aura of coercion, but it did not cause substantial oppression to people.

Send and receive freely, control freely, this is the most powerful. .

"you are?"

"Are you the strong one above?"

Seeing this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, the monks who were waiting to cross the catastrophe were all amazed. Could it be that the strong men above are all so young?
Or is there a secret recipe for rejuvenation?

"Stop asking so much nonsense. If you want to cross the catastrophe, hurry up and get on the shuttle, don't wait!"

After eating a banana, the boy took out another cucumber from nowhere and continued to chew on it.

"Ah? You said we're going to cross the robbery on this motorcycle?"

"Didn't crossing the catastrophe need to wait for the catastrophe cloud to descend and the thunder to thunder, and then we use our own strength to fight against the thunder?"

"Yeah, how do you survive the tribulation on this motorcycle?"

……

Hearing this, the seventeen monks were even more confused and asked questions one after another.

"Grandma special leg, what time is it, the method of crossing the catastrophe by oneself to resist the thunder disaster has long been eliminated! That method of crossing the catastrophe is too inefficient, and now I use the channel to cross the catastrophe. I will give you five seconds Zhong, if you don't get on the shuttle, you will be directly disqualified from crossing the tribulation."

After eating a cucumber, the boy took out another watermelon and ate it ferociously.

As soon as everyone heard this, they could still be disqualified from crossing the catastrophe. All of them, like wind-up electric toys, got on the shuttle in less than a second~
"We are ready, may I ask why we start to cross the tribulation?"

One of the monks, Yi Yangzi, asked the boy with a flattering face.

"Don't worry, wait for me, I still have business to do."

After the boy finished speaking, he flew down.

But when these words fell into the ears of the seventeen monks who were waiting to cross the catastrophe, their complexions changed.

What?Still have business to do?Isn't it a top priority for our seventeen superpowers to overcome the tribulation?
Listening to what this young man means, is our matter of crossing the catastrophe incidental?

For a moment, the shadow area in the hearts of the seventeen monks waiting to cross the catastrophe instantly expanded many times.

Looking at the boy who flew over, Chen Hui was stunned. This boy was no one else, but the projected boy he had met in the pyramid, Mad Bird!
"Brother Hui! We meet again, are you happy on Earth?"

The crazy bird flew directly in front of Chen Hui, and handed Chen Hui a cucumber.

Chen Hui glanced at the cucumber, waved his hand and said, "Keep it for yourself~"

Chen Hui knows about this stuff. He is a foodie. He eats and eats in the projection. Now that he sees a real person, he still keeps talking. How big is his stomach~

"Brother Hui, please, everyone is waiting for you to go back!"

Crazy Bird turned sideways respectfully, and made a strange gesture to Chen Hui.

"Go back? What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Chen Hui showed a puzzled expression.

Not only him, but even Lin Yaru and Huo Tianhua looked at Chen Hui with puzzled eyes.

"Oh, I almost forgot, this is for you! Just hold it and you'll know."

Crazy Bird took out a blue bark and handed it to Chen Hui.

Chen Hui frowned slightly, thought for a while, and took the blue bark over.

hum~
There was a buzzing in his head, and a large amount of memory flooded into his mind instantly, flooding Chen Hui's nerves.

"The last frontier of mankind...

Quartet gods...

Emperor Qingye...

sentinel……

Black water system, Lizhou system, Qikai system...

Alien invasion...

……

At this moment, crazy memories were forced into Chen Hui's mind, causing sweat to flow from Chen Hui's head.

"Whoo~"

Chen Hui took a deep breath, his eyes froze, and he looked up at the dark and deep passage to cross the tribulation.

After a long time, he said, "I have to go up. But I can't leave them behind, I want to take them up together!"

"No problem, this battleship is big enough, even if you want to bring a country there, it's fine."

Crazy Bird pointed to the battleship above his head, and said as he gnawed on a pineapple.

"Sister Ru, I have to go up, can you come with me?" Chen Hui asked gently with his right hand around Lin Yaru's waist.

"Well, I'll go wherever you go." Lin Yaru leaned on Chen Hui's shoulder and nodded seriously.

Afterwards, Chen Hui brought Lin Yaru, Huo Tianhua, Master Jiuzhu, Murong Lin and Shanzhu onto the battleship.

As for Lin Yaru's parents and second uncle, Chen Hui also invited them to join them, but the three of them insisted on staying on Earth, no matter how hard they tried to persuade them, it was useless.

In the end, Lin Yaru couldn't hold back them, so she had to follow Chen Hui to the battleship alone.

"Ex...Senior...What about us?"

Seeing that Chen Hui and others could board the battleship, those monks who were waiting to cross the catastrophe were suddenly unhappy.

"You? What are you guys, hurry up and ride the shuttle, and start crossing the catastrophe immediately!"

Crazy Bird took a sip of the thick black juice, spread his hands, turned around and flew towards the porthole of the battleship.