National Simulation: I Changed My Life Against The Sky

Chapter 79 The Fourth World: War, War, Kneel And Thank You For Your Support

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early morning:

Wang Quan found the elders' home.

The Elder's House is all immortal cultivators in the Purple Mansion Realm.

They manage the affairs of Xianmen.

Wang Quan said: "I have some friends who want to help recruit San-Xiu!"

The elders are happy.

Immortal cultivators trained by the school like to stay at the mountain gate.

I don't like working downhill.

Now, Wang Quan is here, and part of this problem is solved.

must agree.

Wang Quan is satisfied.

"However, my friends are not very strong!"

"Can you give them a magic weapon?"

"no problem!"

Elders, you can refine a magic weapon in three to five days.

Don't delay things.

Wang Quan added: "We are all human beings, we have to eat and drink. Can we give some French money?"

The elders looked at each other and said, "Fudge...a casual cultivator, give me 100 dharma money!"

Is one hundred francs much?

A lot.

But: Xianmen is rich and powerful, so he doesn't care.

Those golden elixir-level masters who have retreated can refine hundreds of thousands of dharma coins with just a spout of mana.

Xianmen is not short of money.

Wang Quan is satisfied.

He greeted the casual cultivators of the Freemasonry and said the task.

The casual cultivators were suddenly excited.

For the instrument, for the money.

This task must be accepted.

soon:

Hundreds of casual cultivators descended the mountain.

Even the female nun who likes to invite Wang Quan to take the sedan chair, also rides the sedan chair and runs overnight to make money.

There is no one on the mountain.

Wang Quan is very lonely.

but︰

He is not idle.

"The war in the small world is absolutely cruel."

"I'm going to face the warriors of the mythical empire."

"Large-scale wars, they know battle formations.

"So, I must find a way to train those casual practitioners!"

Wang Quan dived into the library, looking for useful knowledge.

Fast forward half a year:

Outside the fairy gate, it was bustling with people.

The members of the Freemasonry fooled thousands of casual practitioners back.

Wang Quan found the elders' home:

"I want to train casual practitioners!"

The elders immediately refused.

There are many benefits of casual training.

A Qi Refining Realm, you also want to intervene?

whimsical.

Wang Quan said calmly:

"Let me do the dirty work? Don't let me do the good work?"

"Everyone, Immortal Venerable Liuli knows me, and even helped my family to be promoted to Golden Core.

"Why don't you give me face?"

The faces of the elders changed drastically.

Hastily agreed.

Wang Quan is satisfied: the lion opened his mouth and asked for excess resources.

The elders cried:

"There are many resources that Xianmen doesn't have."

Wang Quan sneered: "Xianmen has raised hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators; a little material for each person is enough.

"If it's not enough, I'll ask Xianzun to ask for it!"

The elders are afraid.

Deliver resources overnight.

Wang Quan asked for a space ring, and half of the resources were lost directly.

Then:

He took thousands of casual cultivators and chose several mountains as his base.

"I don't care what purpose you come to Xianmen with!"

"It doesn't matter what kind of magic you practiced before!"

"From now on, everyone must practice: throwing beans into soldiers."

Face the powerful Wang Quan.

Many casual cultivators dare not refute.

and:

This group of poor casual cultivators think:

It is a kind of happiness to be able to practice an additional strange technique.

In order to control casual repair.

Wang Quan did not allow them to wander around.

They are only allowed to practice on the mountain.

Bean Soldiers: You need a lot of gold and silver beans.

Wang Quan has nothing but gold, silver and beans.

Bean soldiers at level ten can produce tons of gold and silver every day.

Wang Quan threw out beans and asked them to practice.

It took more than a month for the immortal cultivators to practice and condense the mana of this strange magic.

Then:

Huh! Huh! Huh!

They spew mana every day and temper gold and silver.

One mana can refine a thousand gold and silver beans.

When they run out of mana, they take medicine to recover.

Then continue to temper.

The days are boring.

But: the payoff is huge.

Backed by numerous resources:

Loose cultivators can feel that their mana is increasing every day.

However:

They didn't know that Wang Quan lost half of the supplies directly.

otherwise:

Their mana increases faster.

Even so, they are still grateful to Wang Quan.

Leisure time:

Wang Quan led the casual practitioners to practice the army formation.

The army formation he modified is suitable for cultivators.

"When the time comes, the army will spread out and everyone will throw a thousand gold and silver soldiers. Who can stop it?"

Wang Quan is full of confidence in the future.

Time flies:

Year by year.

Every month, casual cultivators come to report.

Wang Quan got it under his own hands.

Elders, dare not speak out.

They secretly encouraged other cultivators to trouble Wang Quan.

However︰

We are not fools.

Wang Quan is powerful now.

Don't provoke them.

Instead, they brought a gift to Wang Quan:

"Brother Wang, those elders forced me to plot against you."

Wang Quan smiled: "Elders, I have practiced for too long, and my mind is confused."

"Don't listen to them."

"yes!"

the next day:

Wang Quan brought tens of thousands of rogue practitioners to block the elders' house with a murderous look:

"Double the supplies next month."

"If you don't agree, these casual cultivators can make you agree."

Loose cultivators were mastered by Wang Quan.

They work together and murderously:

"Give supplies!"

"Can I give it to a nun?"

Everyone: ...

The elders were both angry and panicked.

They scolded Wang Quan for being unruly [Ten people brought all the benefits.

but:

Facing tens of thousands of casual cultivators with a murderous look, and a group of spectators who don't think it's a big deal, it's time for disciples.

The elders finally gave in.

The huge amount of supplies was half soaked by Wang Quan.

Loose cultivators still don't know.

The elders are angry:

"Those should have been ours."

Wang Quan is cutting their flesh.

They went to find Liuli Xianzun.

But︰

Liuli Xianzun didn't see them at all.

The elders complained with tears of blood:

"Immortal Venerable, could it be possible to defeat the enemy with these casual cultivators?"

"Our Xianmen has millions of casual cultivators!"

"Xianmen, it's not bad for this casual cultivator."

Liuli Xianzun didn't respond.

The elders despaired.

they do not know:

These years, Freemasons, wandering around.

At least more than 100,000 casual repairs have been made.

These loose cultivators don't seem to be many.

but︰

They do not belong to the fairy gate.

It doesn't matter if you die, let alone a pension.

It's perfect cannon fodder.

Wang Quan is forty years old.

He has waited for this year, and he has waited too long.

boom!

The fairy gate roared.

A huge altar fell from the sky.

"Wang...Quan!"

"Lead your subordinates and step onto the stage.

"This seat sends you into the new world."

Wang Quan was excited: "Xianzun, where is Lan Cai'er?"

Liuli Immortal Venerable is cold: "She is still stabilizing the strength of the Golden Core!"

"If you come out of the small world alive, you will be able to see her.

Wang Quan smiled.

This glazed fairy is interesting.

To use this method to tell him that the small world is dangerous.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Freemasons, blow the horn.

More than 100,000 casual cultivators recruited from the outside world came to the Dharma platform from all directions.

The body of those who set foot on the altar continues to shrink.

No matter how many people go up, the altar will not appear crowded.

"This is definitely a magic weapon!"

Wang Quan is greedy.

these years︰

He already knew how to refine magic weapons.

but︰

For various reasons, he has not done anything.

"When I return to the main world, I will also refine a magic weapon!"

"Immortal Venerable... who is our enemy?"

"What is the name of the world we are going to?"

"Can you give this ring to Lan Cai'er?"

When Wang Quan finally stepped on the platform, he asked loudly.

Glazed Immortal Venerable, still cold:

"The enemy is all living things!"

"The name of the world: Wizard. The Thirteenth Sequence!"

"The ring... can be given to her."

Liuli Xianzun, take away the ring.

She didn't even look at what was in the ring.

Store it directly, and give it to Lan Cai'er when she finishes her retreat.

Wang Quan: "Then it doesn't matter if you kill them all?"

"It doesn't matter!"

Wang Quan smiled.

He stepped onto the platform.

On the altar:

Hundreds of Freemasons, full-body magic weapon.

More than 100,000 casual cultivators are also all magic weapons.

Each of them also carried a bunch of strange magic weapons.

Everyone is excited.

because:

Wang Quan promised them:

"As long as you come back alive from the new world, you will become strong in the Zifu."

This sentence has too many meanings.

It also directly reminds everyone:

This time the danger is great, and you will die at any time.

but:

Loose cultivators don't care.

They are used to life and death.

As long as one can obtain the fundamental method and become a strong person in the Purple Mansion of Immortal Gate, so what if one faces life and death?

Immortal cultivators go against the sky.

If you dare not even face life and death, what kind of immortal would you cultivate?

"We have magic weapons all over our body, who is our opponent?"

Loose cultivators, the momentum is high.

Wang Quan is delighted:

"Everyone...follow the plan!"

"clear!"

More than 100,000 casual practitioners, divided into 366 teams, surrounded Wang Quan and the Freemasons.

in:

The most people clustered around Wang Quan.

Liuli Immortal Venerable has been observing the altar.

When she saw the configuration by Wang Quan and others, she was stunned:

"These little guys... are really afraid of death!"

Seeing that Wang Quan and others were ready, she breathed out the aroma:

call out!

White light soared into the sky.

On the altar, the figure disappeared.

Unknown New World:

On a piece of broken ground, the space is distorted.

next second:

More than 100,000 immortal cultivators appeared.

Many cultivators simply observe the surrounding situation.

Then, he quickly threw out the magic weapon on his body.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Some cultivators spewed mana to support the assembly of magic tools.

Click!

Parts of the magic weapon, pieced together into a huge magic weapon:

Troop carriers, engineering vehicles, lathe crossbows, mobile arrow towers...

The style of these magical instruments is exactly the same as the instruments on the battlefield in the world.

but:

They are all put together with utensils.

More powerful and stronger.

The casual cultivators control various siege equipment respectively.

Three hundred and sixty-five Freemasons all have a small space ring.

It stores a large number of instruments.

They first took out two tables.

Some casual cultivators sprayed mana into the platform.

First stand:

The crops grow rapidly, and thousands of tons of grain appear in a breath.

Second stand:

There is a forest inside, and all kinds of wild animals.

Mana injection, food delivery.

One by one, the refined gold and silver soldiers killed wild animals and made meat.

Finally, each of them carried a long flag and prepared for the king of war.

at this time:

Wang Quan looked up to the sky and laughed.

[Change fate against the sky: As a big boss, you, with the cannon fodder you personally trained, entered the world of the sequence of the wizard No. 13; I wish you prosperity in martial arts! 】

[During the period, you have harvested hundreds of different spells from the poor cannon fodder. 】

[You get 50,000 simulation points. 】

[Remaining rewards, return to settlement. 】

[Friendly reminder: The fact that you have lost a lot of resources may be exposed. 】

If there is no material, will it be exposed?

so what?

Wang Quan disdains.

There are more than one hundred thousand casual cultivators, and none of them will survive in the end, or even fewer.

At that time, who will trouble him?

Woo! Woo! Woo!

There are casual repairs, and the horn is blown.

This is the war call.

The platform for food production is placed in the strongest personnel carrier.

The first team of casual cultivators, blooming strange magic: Sprinkling beans into soldiers.

call out!

Beans, landed into soldiers.

In an instant, millions of gold and silver men rushed forward like a tide.

Wherever they pass, they destroy all living beings.

Members of the Freemasonry, waving long flags, forced the newspapers.

Streams of black smoke, from the corpses of the living beings, drilled into the long streamers.

The long flag is dark, and black balls are sprayed out one by one.

boom!

The black ball fell to the ground, turning the thousand-meter yellow land into black land.

Hundreds, if not millennia, since then:

No food will be produced on the earth, and no plants will grow.

Corpses falling on the black earth, nourished.

In just a few short months, they will be resurrected again and become the lowest level of evil cults.

The appearance of immortal cultivators quickly attracted the attention of the natives.

a long distance away:

There is a huge city.

In the city:

There was a wizard in a cloak, staring at the crystal ball with a dignified expression.

These wizards:

Most were blond, or dark all over.

A small part is yellow race.

In the crystal ball:

Presenting the faces of Wang Quan et al.

Seeing what the cultivators did, the group roared angrily:

"The bastards of the evil legion are not here to take over the world.

"They're destroying the world."

Wherever the army of scattered cultivators passed, not a single blade of grass would grow, and everything would perish.

This is great horror.

"Stop 'em, kill 'em."

The angry wizards issued war orders.

One piece of news was sent to each small town through the raven.

"fighting!"

They have experienced natural disasters more than 20 years ago.

Later, I also came into contact with a warning called Myth Empire.

Mythic Empire told them:

One day, the evil legion will destroy this world.

To save the world, a special agreement must be signed with the Myth Empire.

Wizards, dismissively.

but︰

Now everything is fulfilled.

The wizards were very sorry.

Regret not doing more preparation.

However, they are confident that they can fight against the so-called scourge.

A wizard comforted: "There are very few people in the evil legion."

"We can stop it."

In just one day:

boom!

The ground trembled.

Tens of thousands of heavily armored knights roared from afar.

They raise their spears high, murderous:

"kill!"

Wang Quan, standing on the command tower.

"Release the Beanstalkers!"

next second!

Countless gold and silver beans landed on the ground.

0………seeking flowers… 0

Crash!

In a moment:

Millions of gold and silver soldiers rose from the ground.

They were expressionless, holding long knives, and rushed towards the knight.

boom!

With just one collision, countless gold and silver soldiers were sent flying or even smashed to death.

but︰

More gold and silver soldiers rushed up.

And the limbs of the tattered gold and silver soldiers liquefied and quickly fused.

Then continue to charge.

Wang Quan focuses on the battle:

The knights are very powerful, and they can knock out tens of hundreds of gold and silver soldiers with a single blow.

Their fighting power is on par with martial arts masters.

strong!

but︰

No matter how strong it is, it is still a body of flesh and blood.

Sprinkle beans into soldiers with different skills, blooming power.

Gold and silver soldiers like sea water quickly overwhelmed tens of thousands of knights.

call out!

Gold and silver soldiers flew back to their master's arms.

The casual cultivators spewed out mana in a hurry.

The second batch of loose cultivators blossomed into soldiers.

Another million gold and silver soldiers opened the way.

boom!

The team of immortal cultivators is as imposing as a rainbow.

"Shuiyue Jinghua...search for the nearest city."

The female cultivator in the sedan chair is happy:

"My old lady is finally going to show her skills!"

She took out the mirror and shone in all directions.

Soon, lock a city.

"go ahead!"

Wang Quan gave the order!

After half a day:

The natives in the city felt that the world was trembling.

They panicked, thinking that a natural disaster was coming.

However︰

The wizards in the city looked ugly.

because:

They know that this is not a natural disaster.

This is a man-made disaster.

"All people are mobilized, prepare for war!"

The wizards gave orders in despair.

Tens of thousands of knights were beheaded by gold and silver soldiers.

How can the rest of them resist?

"Contact Myth Empire and tell them...we are willing to accept all conditions!"

"clear!"

There are wizards, and there are words.

next second:

There are blankets flying over.

The wizard jumped on the blanket and went straight to a city thousands of miles away.

There, there are a large number of martial arts masters.

"Ha ha……"

"Finally the day has come!"

In Budo City:

There are millions of martial arts experts here.

The former natives became their tenants.

You have to work hard every day to support the warriors.

0...0

Now:

After receiving the news from the flying carpet wizard, the warriors were excited.

Chuzhaoren arranged hundreds of huge cities in this world.

In every city, there are at least one million martial arts experts.

these years:

They have been waiting.

Waiting for the immortal cultivator to come.

Now:

They are the first to wait in this city.

"Kill... Take advantage of this time, we must kill all the immortal cultivators."

"It's just a pity for this world."

The strong fight.

The damage caused is immeasurable.

The world is big though.

but︰

Hundreds of millions of martial arts masters and immortal cultivators fought, and the world was absolutely reduced to ruins.

The Flying Carpet Wizard, with a miserable face:

"Everyone, our city is willing to accept all your requests."

"I just ask you to transfer us to your world.

Martial arts masters laughed loudly:

"When the war is over, I will relocate you."

The flying carpet wizard was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Nima!

A big war is over, are we still alive?

You are deceiving people by painting cakes!

Flying carpet wizard, contact other wizards in the city.

He wants to ask everyone's opinion.

However:

The crystal ball is hot.

In cities thousands of miles away, there was no response.

The carpet wizard is desperate.

at this time:

The crystal ball suddenly switched on.

The Flying Carpet Wizard's expression changed drastically.

because:

In the crystal ball, what appeared was a mess, with corpses everywhere.

"Friend, who do you want to contact?"

Wang Quan held a crystal ball and pointed it at the corpses all over the place: "You point out, I'll help you, you two talk slowly.

The carpet wizard cried.

at this time:

Martial arts experts also began to mobilize.

Armed with sharp knives, the whole army attacked and rushed towards Wang Quan's direction.

Martial arts experts are extremely fast.

After walking for one day, it is a journey of three thousand miles.

As night fell, they set up camp.

Many warriors talk about the future:

"There are only over a hundred thousand immortal cultivators in our direction."

"They have some metal cannon fodder."

"But... nothing to be afraid of."

"As long as we are fast enough, a charge can tear apart the cannon fodder defense and kill Xiu Xianni.

at this time:

There are martial arts scouts back.

They look ugly:

"Everyone, something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Those cannon fodder are immortal!"

"Those cannon fodder... are too numerous to count!"

"Shall we retreat first?"

Everyone sneered:

"retreat?"

"Our duty is to fight with immortal cultivators!"

"Retreat, how to complete the duties?"

"So what if you have a lot of cannon fodder? An army of millions of people can crush everything."

The scout was silent.

He feels that things are not simple.

Immortal cultivators must have discovered them.

but︰

The opponent did not escape.

Instead move on.

This proves that the opponent has confidence.

But...why aren't the leaders more cautious?

However︰

The leaders of martial arts experts are actually very cautious.

but︰

More than one million martial arts experts gave them confidence.

and︰

They have been waiting for ten years in this world.

This decade:

Every moment, they want to fight with the cultivators.

so:

This time they will not retreat because the opponent has too much cannon fodder.

Day 3, noon:

The two armies finally met.

Several tens of miles away, the two Fang stopped in unison.

One side is more than one million martial arts experts.

On one side are millions of gold and silver cannon fodder and more than 100,000 casual repair cannon fodder.

The two sides did not communicate.

Constantly accumulate strength.

boom!

One after another terrifying breath rose into the sky.

The military formations of the martial arts experts turned: the terrifying murderous aura and the martial arts breath converged to form a ferocious tiger.

Aww.....

Tiger howling!

Martial arts formation——Charge!

"Squads 30 to 100, release the Beanstalkers!"

Wang Quan ordered.

call out!

Countless gold and silver beans soared into the sky.

Gold and silver soldiers, born on the ground.

Thinking about it for a moment, the densely packed gold and silver cannon fodder is endless.

"Arrow tower, release Lei Mie!"

"Lathe crossbow, attack with all your strength!"

"Charge...!"