I take the system Wanjie to pick up garbage

That's right.

Although 500 million gods are a lot.

However, it is not without chance.

Above the realm of the gods, every dollar difference is a huge difference.

A god with a combat power of 6000 yuan is definitely not comparable to a guy with a combat power of 5000 yuan who has just broken through to the realm of a god.

So, at this moment, everyone knew that they couldn't wait any longer.

Be sure to attack when the opponent has just broken through.

However, now that the opponent is challenging the battlefield, they have no chance to attack at all.

"Let our raiders come back, the No. [-] Chosen One, Small World, I'm afraid they will break through successfully."

As the voice fell, all the city lords of the world among the chosen ones fell silent.

Yes.

Five million gods.

Although the difference is only one yuan, it is a world of difference.

Quasi-saints and saints.

It's only one dollar short.

One dollar is everything.

However, after a long time, the other party did not reply.

"What's going on? Didn't the raider bring the magic weapon of time and space? Why hasn't he come back yet? Can't even be contacted?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

This time, everyone couldn't sit still.

That's right, none of the strong men in the realm of gods they sent out replied.

It was as if there had never been such a person.

"No, the person we sent out has fallen. Everyone, hurry up and check. The fountain of life should respond. The soul imprint of the mark of the chosen one left by our god has already responded."

what?
This time, everyone really couldn't sit still.

They sent out people to sneak attack the small world of the No. [-] Chosen One.

As a result, the No. [-] Chosen One, Little World, hadn't returned yet, and their people were already dead.

This is impossible.

In the small world of the Chosen One, it is absolutely impossible for such a powerful existence to exist.

"Our people sent a message. They had just arrived at the small world of the Chosen One No. [-], and they were killed without seeing anything. In an instant, everyone died. Our Which god still carried a very defensive magic weapon to persist for a moment, and sent this message."

This time, everyone fell silent.

However, when they looked at the small world of No. [-] Chosen One again, no one knew what to say.

What kind of monsters are these people?

How could they survive in this environment for such a long time?
What they sent out was a god.

Seven thousand worlds sent out ten thousand gods, and they were killed in a short moment.

Not to mention the powerhouses at the pinnacle of quasi-sages.

No, if the gods can be killed in batches, then the existence of the quasi-sage peak state is a bunch of scum.

What's wrong with this world?
Why is this happening?

Isn't the existence of the pinnacle of the quasi-sage walking sideways in the small world of the Chosen One?
Why is Mao so weak?
No, even the gods are weak now.

Looking at the battlefield, in the small world of the No. 500 Chosen One, the [-] million warriors who have successfully broken through to the realm of gods and are stabilizing the realm, all the people present couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

The world has really changed.

They don't even know each other anymore.

The background of a small world of the chosen ones is even more terrifying than what they call the middle world of the chosen ones.

However, they will never give up.

"We lost [-] gods. This enmity can only be counted on the No. [-] Chosen One, Little World. If they weren't human races, we wouldn't have lost so many powerful people."

"That's right, we must pay with blood."

"We must kill these bastards."

"We don't have much time. After we go back, everyone should explore the space around them as soon as possible, and find the space-time coordinates where the small world of the No. [-] Chosen One is located. The human race is completely wiped out."

"Yes, the human race is our disaster."

"That's right, we have lost tens of thousands of gods and millions of quasi-sages before we became the Chosen World. This kind of disaster must not be left behind."

"The human race is the Eucharist, but this world no longer needs the Eucharist."

"That's right, the Eucharist is the scourge of the entire space of the Chosen Ones. For the safety of our entire space of the Chosen Ones, we must eliminate this scourge."

……

Just when everyone was filled with righteous indignation, the aura of Liu Jiangtao and others gradually stabilized on the battlefield.

Feeling the abundant energy in his body and the feeling that he is closely related to the whole world, Liu Jiangtao showed a faint smile on his face.

Others are full of four attributes, but he is full of six attributes.

That's right.

For such a long time, Liu Jiangtao has pushed his soul attack and defense to the peak.

After all, Liu Jiangtao has spent so much time wandering, and the stored energy of his soul is not just for fun.

When he entered the space trial battlefield of the Chosen One, Liu Jiangtao's soul attack was [-] yuan, and his soul defense was [-] yuan.

However, for some reason, after going through those three games, Liu Jiangtao's soul attack and soul defense have all reached the full level.

It's just that the treasures of spirit and soul that he got from the other world are exhausted.

Liu Jiangtao even noticed that Qinglian, his chaotic soul, had begun to take shape.

It is precisely because he thought so that Liu Jiangtao made such an unscrupulous breakthrough.

All six attributes are full.

Now it is the moment of life and death, and he has no room for reservation.

5 minutes, quickly passed.

Looking at the army of zombies in front of him, the corners of Liu Jiangtao's mouth curled up slightly:
"You guys, just be safe and secure as the stepping stones of our No. [-] Chosen One's Small World."

"kill."

With a loud shout, Liu Jiangtao took the lead and rushed forward.

In an instant, the Zombie King also rushed over.

Emperor to emperor, king to king, general to general.

As for soldiers?
At this level, there are no more soldiers.

Everyone is equivalent to a general.

Everything around him is like a soldier.

Looking at the Zombie King thousands of meters away, Liu Jiangtao shook his right hand, and the evolved Blade of the Chosen appeared in his hand.

"cut."

With a loud shout, Liu Jiangtao didn't use any Taoism, but simply chopped down with a single knife.

At this moment, the zombie king felt a sense of despair.

He wanted to escape.

However, he found that he couldn't escape at all.

It was as if he had been locked by the whole world.

In the next moment, the long knife directly slashed across the Zombie King's body.

Suddenly, the zombie king's body turned into a mummy.

The moment it landed, the Zombie King turned into dust.

Next, is rolling.

Rolling again.

Even, compared to the first time he encountered the zombie army, he was more overwhelmed.