(ps: It lasted for nearly twenty days and four updates, and I was so tired. May was finally over. I beg for various votes to support it.)

A few hours later, in the large conference room, time and space fluctuations flashed by, and all 27 trialists disappeared.

Director Song, Du Shaozhong and other talents looked slightly. After a few glances at each other, Director Song smiled and scattered smoke, "Now you can confirm something."

"What's the matter?" Guo Chengdong, who avoided the continuous killing rules and no longer had to work hard to die, hurriedly spoke.

"This main god seems to have no wisdom and does not know how to think. It is a procedure or something." Director Song handed a cigarette to Director Guo and explained with a faint smile.

Guo Chengdong looked confused.

Li Fan said indifferently, "If he is a life with complete wisdom, like the Buddha Lord Wuguang and the God of Time and Space, he was blocked from killing you many times in succession, and all the 27 people were watching at that time, do you think he would give up those 27 ants and look for chess pieces again in the vast sea of ​​people, or would he continue to fight us?"

Director Guo then slapped his thigh, "Yes."

After slapping his thigh, Director Guo looked distressed, "So, we were fooled by a program, and human life is like a mustard of grass? What powerful people can create such a program?"

Director Song smiled but said nothing.

At the beginning, no one thought that the main god, the guy who connected countless planes to catch people around the world would be a program, but every trialist heard a cold mechanical prompt, which seemed to be free from human emotions. In addition, in Han Jingliang's mind, the super rich system that can be drawn by even the thousand-year-old peaches and Pangu Banners is just a program, without self-wisdom and emotion.

If you see more and think more, of course, you will have a lot of imagination.

"It's easy to handle just the program. Our people's survival rate will be higher. Even if He counts the strength he can improve by relying on crystal cores and practicing skills, knowledge, wisdom, and this soft power cannot be calculated."

"As long as they know how to cooperate and we also do our best to guide the odds will become greater and greater."

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At the same time, a spacious hall that seemed to be completely enclosed, with a hall of thousands of square meters. Three figures of Jiang Xiaoyang, Yang Feng and Hu Haibo flashed one by one. As soon as the three of them appeared, their bodies sank and they stood steadily.

The three extraordinary people glanced at each other and greeted each other in surprise.

The next moment, as more people fell and hundreds of figures fell, the three people's faces changed drastically.

"I'll go, hundreds of people?"

"What the hell is this mission? So many people... no, so many foreigners?"

"That's clothing in West Asia, right? Damn, we've encountered a group confrontation?"

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The three extraordinary people, their vision, hearing, and even their speaking speed are not comparable to those of normal people. When they encounter the second and third missions, they of course want to team up with the strong and face a life-and-death crisis.

Especially after the base has been upgraded, not only have he mastered killing and seen bloody teammates, but also have a skilled teammate, which is even more reassuring.

It was a big joy to meet an acquaintance, and the subsequent big moves were shocking.

In simple words, after Jiang Xiaoyang and the other two gathered together, they quickly looked around and soon found that this time there were not only a large number of people, but also a clear foreign group.

One by one, there are figures with obviously different racial characteristics such as Europe, America, West Asia, Africa, etc., only Yi Xiaoluo is similar to them. When they appear, they are awake and quickly stabilized their bodies, and most of them fall in a coma posture.

"About 20 seniors."

"There are more than 90 newcomers. Some of these newcomers should be from our country, other white European and American people, black people, and Indian..."

...

Needless to say, Jiang Xiaoyang and others quickly understood that this was either a nightmare-level difficulty dungeon, which required more than 20 of their seniors to lead more than 90 newcomers to destroy two-thirds or destroy the team to survive.

Or a team battle mission!

The expressions of the three people were not very fluctuating, but the other 20 seniors were in an uproar. English, French, German, and unknown languages ​​blurted out, and the scene was in chaos for a moment.

A few minutes later, the three domestic veterans watched quietly as the outside world became quarrel until the newcomers woke up and fell into greater confusion and chaos.

Jiang Xiaoyang coughed and suppressed the noise of the audience, and spoke in standard Mandarin, "Who is Chinese? Come and report here."

"Hey, this little brother, what's going on? I'm working on the computer, why are you..." A middle-aged man who was confused ran over in surprise when he heard this.

Subsequently, there are thirteen figures that are either surprised or panicked, leaving or looking.

"This is the main god space. You have been selected by the main god. You are going to other worlds, experiencing life and death battles, and carefully recalling and sensing. There will be explanations in your mind." Jiang Xiaoyang smiled brightly, not at all arrogant as the newcomer.

The actions here also made more seniors awake. A black man not far away immediately laughed, "The lighthouse is here."

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Someone started organizing, and the chaotic hall finally came to order and was soon divided into seven or eight teams.

Of course, the largest team is still the Lighthouse. The three veterans lead 12 rookies, but the Lighthouse has allies. The island and South Korea have more than a dozen new and old trialists together.

There are also many people in Europe standing on the other side, and they suddenly expanded into powerful armed forces of more than 30 people. Mainly, there are 8 seniors in it.

Some of the remaining forces were either confused and isolated, or wanted to get close to the lighthouse but were driven away by others disdainfully.

There are still 17 people in China, and Jiang Xiaoyang and others are all trying their best to appease the newcomers.

"Yellow monkeys, it seems we are going to have a team battle this time? Haha, remember, I am Tracy, I have entered the mission world, remember not to ask for forgiveness too quickly, so I can save my grandfather from having fun."

Just as Jiang Xiaoyang was comforting, in the Lighthouse Battle Group, the black man led a few steps with a smile, with a contemptuous provocation.

Jiang Xiaoyang didn't even hop around his eyelids, and he even wanted to laugh.

If this is a team battle, then Tracy will definitely die miserably.

There is a Xuan Master level who can kill tens of thousands of people in one thought and easily creates a tsunami and flew away from the sky and the earth to inquire about information. In more than 20 days, Teacher Zhang has sorted out all the information of the lighthouse trialists. Tracy? An original gangster, currently has extraordinary water power at level 2.

The entire lighthouse, even if it is extraordinary who survived two trials, is only at level 3.

Jiang Xiaoyang can beat everyone alone.

They didn't know at all that after entering the extraordinary world, the number of people was definitely not the key to winning.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in everyone's mind.

"All trialists should pay attention to the world mission, target world, curse, choose the camp independently, join one side of the ghost or the opposing camp, and end the world mission with the group destruction of one side of the camp."

This prompt rang three times in a row, and almost everyone's face changed wildly.

Even the three seniors of Jiang Xiaoyang were the same. However, after a breath of disdain, Jiang Xiaoyang let out a long sigh. The martial arts handed down by Wuguang Buddha were powerful and targeted against ghosts, monsters and demons. Even the Taoism handed down by the Lord Qing Yi had a powerful demon-killing nature.

He didn't learn it, but he remembered that Yang Feng learned it and Hu Haibo also learned it. The first-hand grenade-based Taoist technique is already comparable to the third-level strongman.

When he looked at the two of them, Hu Haibo nodded to him with excitement.

He has killed hundreds of zombies, but he is afraid of a hairy ghost. His thunder method is not a vegetarian.

"The opposite of the ghost camp, as for other teams, who chooses the ghost camp, is their unlucky."
Chapter completed!