I’m a God in an Online Game

phone-reading

"Unexpectedly, there are so many people who have not been digitized!" Meng Jingtian was a little surprised when seeing the large number of natives of the desolate ancient world rushing in front of him.

Fortunately, not all of these people have the strength of a 150-level BOSS.

"Fatianxiangdi!" Although there are still more than three minutes, the CD of Fatianxiangdi will be ready, but Meng Jingtian still used the spirit rhino scroll to reset the skills as soon as these people appeared in front of him, and immediately used the Fatianxiang Ground.

There are too many of them, about two to three hundred, and among them there are several level 150 masters. If they are allowed to use their hands, Meng Jingtian, who cannot be blessed by Heaven and Earth, is likely to be killed by them.

With the spread of Dharma, Meng Jingtian's body grew rapidly.

"Chacha...boom!"

With a muffled noise, Meng Jingtian directly broke through this floor, and when he raised his hand, the whole building began to collapse.

The indigenous people, Zhao Lin and others who had just gathered had their faces changed abruptly and fled in all directions.

Meng Jingtian's huge size caused a part of the main building of the Huagong Group to collapse, and the collapsed part formed a chain reaction to other parts, causing more collapses one after another.

After a while, the entire main building of the Huagong Group collapsed and the floors around Meng Jingtian collapsed.

And what appeared in front of him was a huge tree trunk!

A section of the trunk with green leaves originally seemed to be wrapped in the building of the Huagong Group.

At this time, the building collapsed and the true face was seen.

The first time I saw this section of tree trunk, Meng Jingtian dared to guarantee that when everyone saw it for the first time, they would be involuntarily exclaimed!

Half of the tree trunk rushed out of the ground and soil, without any root system in sight. At a height of about three to four hundred meters, it suddenly disappeared from the air, as if it was crossed by a person.

"It's this tree!" Meng Jingtian murmured after taking out the leaf from his backpack and comparing it.

Immediately, a magical technique was also thrown onto the uncle.

Sure enough, no information was detected.

What kind of tree is this? It can compete with the "Tomorrow" system. Not only can it not be digitized, but it can also prevent the people who contact it from being digitized!

Why is such a miraculous tree hidden in the building by the Huagong Group?

"This is the evil tree? Why can't you even see the name." At this time, Zhao Lin and others stood on the dust-filled ruins of the collapsed Huagong Group building not far away, staring at this with shocked eyes. Cut the trunk murmured.

At this time, they obviously don't know. It's not that their probing skills are low-level, and they can't even find out their names. It's that the tree has not been digitized at all, so how can there be data displayed?

The "evil tree" in the system's mouth did not act, but the people who had just gathered, besieged Meng Jingtian and others.

Meng Jingtian awakened from the loss of consciousness, but he wondered.

He had to hide the system and keep the tree, and he had to find out the origin and use of the tree.

Meng Jingtian fought back while avoiding the siege of the crowd. No one was taking care of the tree for the time being.

During the battle, Meng Jingtian discovered that these people also had a leaf of the tree. Once the leaf fell, they were quickly digitized by the system.

They rely on the leaves of this tree to avoid being digitized?

"Wait, maybe we can talk!" Meng Jingtian shouted to a half-hundred old man who seemed to be the leader.

Hearing Meng Jingtian's words, all these natives were taken aback.

Immediately, the old man laughed, with a little sadness in his smile.

"Hunter, you say, what else can we talk to you?"

"It's our fault to constantly take resources from your world. We originally thought it was just a technological product left by our predecessors, a virtual world."

"But now, it's over! Everything is over! Your world has swallowed our world, and even we have been enslaved and transformed."

"We mourners, there is nothing to talk about with you! We can only be enemies! Now, I just want to die for the desolate ancient world!"

The old man's tone became higher and higher, angrily said.

Afterwards, the rest of the crowd yelled one after another: "But please die for the Wild Ancient Realm!"

"..." Meng Jingtian couldn't help being a little speechless looking at the excited people.

"No, can we stop talking about death so easily?"

"Also, this is not our world!"

Meng Jingtian's expression sank slightly and said seriously.

If this is the world they originally lived in, Meng Jingtian probably doesn't have to think so much.

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