The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

Countless shells poured out, one after another, leaving Jiang Yunjing without any ability to fight back.

"Hahahaha, big brother is awesome, kill this stupid NPC!"

Lin Ya Fufeng shouted loudly, but at this time Qing Qi looked at the situation of the opponent detected in the mecha and began to sweat coldly.

"No, no, brothers, hurry up and upload the memory backup of your mechas first, hurry up!"

His mecha detection could clearly see that the NPC who was continuously bombarded by him, although looking very embarrassed, had no injuries on his body.

And this guy has actually started trying to dodge the shells.

The players were all smart people. When Lin Ya Fufeng heard this, he immediately took back his mecha.

"The Oil Thief said in her latest video that this place is very strange and is a natural nemesis for mechanical creatures..."

Before Linya Fufeng could finish his words, he heard that all the shells around Jiang Yunjing, the center of the bombardment, stopped in mid-air.

Jiang Yunjing's clothes were already tattered, and the exposed skin was charred black.

The originally gray hair is now gray.

But he stood in the center of the artillery fire, sneering, and said one after another:

"Haha, haha, you are still a waste as expected. A waste is a waste. Until now, you still only choose these external objects to arm yourself?"

"I don't know how you guys faked your death, but these crooked ways are totally useless. Do you know that?"

Jiang Yunjing said this and raised his hand and waved it over.

The powerful spiritual energy immediately extinguished the energy exploding inside the shells. Without kinetic energy, these huge shells all fell to the ground like lumps of iron.

The mecha that Yongji History had not had time to take back also began to fall apart under this wave.

"Oi! Oi! Oi! No way, damn it, buddy is just one step late, my mecha! Hey hey hey hey!"

thump.

Always remember that history has fallen to the ground.

The mecha and its cabin all fell apart and onto the ground.

Fortunately, the AI has been transferred, and we can connect to it again as long as we return to Blue Star.

At the same time, Qingqi's live broadcast room had already been opened, and even a large number of players had poured in.

"Fuck, what's going on? Aren't we from the same hometown?"

"The mechas are powerless against him? A cultivator?"

"You look like a monk, but you look so tattered, it's funny. Brother Qingqi, what's going on?"

"Oh my god, this world can't really be the same as what the Oil Thief predicted, right? Is it the kind of world where there is no way to use technology? A world of pure cultivation?"

"I don't think so. I remember that after watching the video of the battle with the big blue water baby, the oil-stealing boss said that the direction of their development might not be pure scientific and technological means, but most likely biotechnology. Of course, I haven't even finished college yet, so I don't know if there is really such a major as biotechnology!"

"I'm a student majoring in biotechnology. I want to inform you that our school never taught us how to parasitize other organisms and fly around."

"I'm a biotechnology teacher here, and I want to tell you that we don't have any research in this area."

"I'm the oil thief. I just mentioned the biotechnology casually. It's OK if you can understand it. I'll explain it to you. Because I'm a cockroach in the dungeon now, I don't have time to go over. I suggest that Brother Qingqi, if you can't beat the other party, you can call some people over."

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

While the players were frantically posting comments, Jiang Yunjing had already taken out a long sword from his small storage ring. The entire sword was made of some kind of ore.

Although it is rough, it radiates a green glow all over.

"You even use such inferior materials to make your weapons. Are you worthy enough to be my enemy?"

Qing Qi looked at the pretentious guy walking towards him step by step, and immediately raised his hand and gestured to stop:

"Dude, even though you're a crayon, I have to tell you that, in fact, I'm also a monk."

"My mecha cannot match your cultivation technique, but I do know a thing or two about this technique."

"Heh." Jiang Yunjing sneered, and planned to pull out the soul of this stubborn guy to check it out later.

Search the soul.

He wanted to know how this guy faked his death.

Soul searching must be done while a person is alive, so it doesn't hurt to watch him perform it here now.

Break his limbs first, then search thoroughly.

A cold and vicious gaze swept over the three players.

Qing Qi shouted, "Look at me, I can turn beans into soldiers!"

Punctuation, send!

"Delaying time is useless." Jiang Yunjing threw out his sword, cutting off the hands and feet of the three players in an instant, and then they followed Jiang Yunjing in mid-air.

He originally wanted to hear the painful cries of these three idiots, but he didn't expect that the three of them just lay on the ground and watched quietly, as if they hadn't reacted yet because their limbs were broken too quickly.

The next second, he stretched out his hand to extract the soul.

But I didn't get anything.

"Ok?"

Jiang Yunjing's "hmm" had not yet been fully uttered.

Suddenly, this forest was crowded with people.

Countless people suddenly appeared, and shouting was heard everywhere.

Jiang Yunjing was crowded by the sudden appearance of the crowd.

Left, right, up, down, left and right, there are people everywhere!

what's the situation?

A human wearing a copper coin mask and a red Taoist robe pressed against his side, laughing.

"How could we not come to this world of immortal cultivation? Hahahaha, hahaha, I knew it was all fake, the interstellar alliance is all fake!"

Daoyouqingliubu's handsome face was almost deformed by the players, "Zuowangdaobie, why are you trying to get involved? That's not cultivating immortals, that's self-mutilation, self-mutilation!"

"Hahaha, here I come, Cyber Cultivator."

"Where's the human boss? I just want to catch a human and make some money. Where's the human boss?"

"It's squeezing me to death. People outside, please move quickly and clear the road."

At this time, the three people who were not killed by Jiang Yunjing were crushed to death because they had no way to escape.

After going back online, countless players began to push through the crowd, trying to quickly retrieve their own bodies and steal other people's bodies.

"Don't drag me."

"I give up. There are still players rushing over here. Hurry up, someone go to the group and shout, stop crowding, forest, this forest is too crowded!"

This huge, dark crowd is still growing taller.

Jiang Yunjing, who was about to strangle the people around him, was pressed back under the crowd the next second.

He was overwhelmed by the increasing number of people.