I Have a City in a Different World

The power of the rules turned into a ball of light, entered the monk's body, and merged with each other.

According to the desire of the monk, or some mysterious and mysterious things, various items will be condensed.

The shape of these items is uncertain, and no one knows what it will look like until the last moment.

Because it is the condensed power of rules, every item is enough to be called a rule artifact.

In this world, every piece of equipment that can mobilize the power of the rules will be snapped up by the monks.

Treasures are touching, let alone artifacts.

"Even if you pay the price, you must grab these artifacts!"

Such thoughts arose in the hearts of many monks, and their eyes became more and more dangerous.

When the opportunity came, it also represented the advent of danger, which made the atmosphere outside Wuming City even more tense.

It seems to echo the tree of rules, and the light balls above the monk's head have also become bright and dark at this moment.

The objects suspended in the air have become clearer now, and the general shape can be seen.

What exactly does it do, but I don't know at all.

Whether it is a heaven-defying magical skill or a mediocre skill must be revealed at the last moment.

But as long as the power of the rules can be mobilized, it is definitely not a tasteless thing. The specific effect depends on how the monks operate.

Compared with the tension outside the city, the residents of the nameless giant city are obviously more relaxed.

At least after getting the chance, don't be afraid, and the residents of the giant city will not take action to snatch it.

Now, regardless of whether they are in or out of the city, all the monks are holding their breaths, waiting for the last moment to come.

The little bit of regular power continued to descend, blending into those items like falling snow, making their form more solid.

More and more monks are secretly preparing to try to snatch these artifacts.

Compared with the fearful monks outside the city, the monks who rushed into the demon farm decisively,

Obviously not that much pressure.

Although he is in the rune formation and is bound by the power of the formation, he does not need to worry about being robbed of benefits.

Neither the residents of the giant city nor the monsters, including the cultivators who were imprisoned, could not affect these cultivators now.

Perhaps only Tang Zhen could snatch their chance.

Just by means of Tang Zhen's identity, he couldn't despise these so-called divine weapons at all, and it was even more impossible to snatch them.

Time passed quickly, and the condensation of the artifact finally reached the last step, and the dazzling light shot straight into the sky.

The objects suspended in the air have finally been completely formed, and the power of rules spreads at the same time.

"Go!"

More than one cultivator ordered, and one after another figure rushed to the target, the target was the divine weapon.

"kill!"

"This artifact is mine, get out of your way!"

"Hey, if you want, you have to rely on your ability!"

There was an instant chaos outside the city, and the greedy monks fought together.

The sound of the roar colliding with the weapon went straight into the sky, and the monks who practiced the flesh were obviously more bloody and cruel when fighting.

The lucky person who holds the treasure is full of fear and anger in the face of those vicious monks.

They get the opportunity, but they may not be able to protect them, and they may fall into the hands of others.

Driven by fear and anger, these lucky monks activated the artifacts in their hands.

"Crack!"

Just hearing a muffled sound, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the earth, and it instantly turned into a bottomless abyss.

Many monks were caught off guard and fell into the crack. Before they could fly away, the crack closed again in an instant.

Just not far away, a monk was holding a stone with a simple rune engraved on it.

He is the lucky one in the eyes of the monks, and he is also the object of robbing, and is being forced to use the artifact to fight back.

The ability of this artifact is to create cracks in the ground, even thousands of meters in radius.

But in a flash, the surrounding earth collapsed again, and only the monk's position was safe.

But like an isolated island, it looks precarious.

When the danger came, the monks lifted off one after another, avoiding the dreadful crack.

Although the artifact can release the power of rules, it is automatically repaired in an instant, and the earth is restored to its original state.

Using this nature of destruction and repair, the artifact creates countless cracks that make it impossible for enemies to attack on the ground.

Of course, the vast majority of monks have the ability to fly, and they can avoid being swallowed by leaving the ground.

This artifact is very destructive and can easily destroy a city, but its killing effect on cultivators is mediocre.

The cultivator who controlled the artifact was ruthless, jumping directly into the crack, and was swallowed and wrapped by the earth.

Dare to do this, certainly not to seek death, but to have a means of escape.

Seeing the snatch target fleeing, the monks were so angry and anxious that they even went underground to pursue them.

You can tell from their appearance that they will not give up until they reach their goals.

On the battlefield not far away, there is also a monk who has obtained an artifact, and his body is covered in magma.

But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a magma giant of several hundred meters and launched an attack on the surrounding monks.

Between waving and swaying, the magma rolled down, and there were blazing flames everywhere.

The huge fist slammed on the ground, and the mountain shook suddenly, as if the sky had collapsed.

Faced with such a scene, mortals are bound to be powerless to resist, and will be killed easily.

But for monks, facing the terrifying flame giant, they may not have the ability to fight.

The opponent relies on the power of the artifact, and it can't last long at all, just need to be careful.

Although the power of the artifact is powerful, the power of the rules is equally terrifying, but it also depends on who will use it.

Facing the greedy monks like wolves and tigers, those lucky ones with divine weapons are now in an increasingly difficult situation.

The powers possessed by the artifact must be different, and not every one is suitable for combat.

In a short period of time, many monks' artifacts have been robbed, and they are so depressed that they are about to vomit blood.

Those cultivators who grabbed the artifact became the targets of other cultivators' attacks, and they fought each other in the dark.

There are also some monks who have obtained powerful artifacts and are killing the Quartet at the moment.

The cultivator who tried to snatch it was killed, and he paid the price for his greed.

A monk, for example, is covered in terrifying cracks, like a statue that has been broken and reassembled.

Within a few kilometers around him, black cracks continued to appear, enough to tear and cut any hard object.

The power of space cracks is equivalent to cutting drawing paper with a sharp blade, which is completely irresistible damage.

The monks who couldn't dodge were cut into pieces, and there was no chance to dodge at all.

Under normal circumstances, the monks are not afraid of this kind of cutting, and the powerful flesh can even be reborn from a drop of blood.

A completely energized body, even if the head is cut off, there is no need to worry about death.

But if it encounters targeted means, or special damage, it is difficult for the broken body to heal again.

Even if it is beheaded and fallen, it is absolutely normal.

After beheading a lot of enemies, this cultivator is also close to running out of fuel, and the cost of leaping the ranks to use the divine weapon is equally huge.

The cultivator understood his situation, and at the moment was using the deterrence of the divine weapon to rapidly approach the nameless giant city.

After rushing to the demon farm, the cultivator turned around and smiled coldly before jumping in without hesitation.

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