To the top of the world?

This is the dream of all writers. Of course, including Ji Daoren, he risked the price of doom and summoned the undead just to hope that he would become stronger?

If someone else told him like this, he might have scoffed at it, but with his lonely appearance, he knew that he was very young and could beat his last ghost at this age. His potential was simply limitless, and he would not be confused at all compared to those prides of heaven.·

"I need right-hand man. If you sincerely surrender to me, I will not treat you badly. Whether you believe it or not, I will definitely surpass the existence that shocks the world and crys ghosts in the future, trample on the emperor and honor the king alone!"

Shan Luo half turned around and looked at Hai Ping and said calmly, but his tone was full of domineeringness or no one else. He was moved by Ji Daoren's face. In his opinion, although Shan Luo's words were too exaggerated, he didn't know why he was vaguely willing to believe Shan Luo in his heart.

The sky outside the dark clouds is extremely blue, white clouds float quietly in the air, the sea is shining with waves, and the sea level reflects the glow of light, like the horn of the sea, making all living beings yearn for.

"I'll ask you again, do you really surrender to me?"

Shan Luo turned around and asked Dao Ren Ji. The blood in his eyes had faded, and the pair of deep pupils looked at Dao Ren Ji calmly. Dao Ren Ji also found that the pressure on Dan Luo had actually dissipated, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel complicated.

Although he was forced to surrender to the alpine tree, he had a tiger hidden in his heart, and sooner or later he would betray the alpine tree.

"nature!"

Taoist Ji took a deep breath and replied. Hearing this, Shan Luo just looked at him deeply. He turned around and glanced at the islanders watching outside the beach and turned to Taoist Ji and said, "Can they be dispersed? I don't want to be treated like a monkey."

Taoist Ji nodded and took three steps and shouted loudly: "You retreat quickly, it's okay here!"

As soon as these words came out, the islanders looked at each other, but the short-haired man in the lead came out and said to Taoist Ji: "Why don't the God Envoy use magic to destroy this evil demon?"

His words instantly made all the islanders focus their attention on Ji Daoren again, with hope, expectation and doubt in their eyes.

Shan Luo, who wrapped his hands on his chest, frowned because he heard a hint of mockery in the tone of the short-haired man. It seemed that the short-haired man did not believe in Taoist Ji.

"Mangsheng, quickly take the islanders back!"

Daoren Ji said to the short-haired man with a gloomy face. How could he not hear the sarcasm in Mangsheng's tone? If so many islanders were not paying attention to him, he would have taken action to destroy Mangsheng.

But after hearing Ji Daoren's words, a strange smile appeared on his face. He shouted loudly: "Divine Envoy, do you want to be with this evil demon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the islanders suddenly became panicked. Everyone looked at Dao Ren Ji's expression and was filled with disbelief and scrutiny. Seeing that there was more pride on Ruangsheng's face.

Shan Luo showed impatience on his face. He didn't want to waste time with these foolish people. Dao Ren Ji showed anger on his face. How could he not know the purpose of Rusheng? This guy has been obsessed with the position of leader for a long time, but the islanders respected Taoist Ji, so he never chose the island master.

At this moment, Shanluo suddenly saw silk coming out of the woods. Her white plain clothes were stained with blood, extremely sad and beautiful. It was not her blood, but Shanluo. Seeing this, Shanluo walked towards her, and when he passed by Ji Daoren, he left a sentence.

"You can deal with these islanders well. I will go to the temple to find you in the afternoon."

Taoist Ji nodded and then turned around and looked at Mangsheng sinisterly. Now that the demon king of the museum was about to wake up, he was too lazy to consolidate his position in the hearts of the islanders.

On the other side, Shan Luo's islanders came to Si in a panic expression. At this time, Si's expression was a little dazed, and she didn't know what she was thinking. When she saw Shan Luo coming, she smiled again, and her plain white dress gave people a lily-like feeling, pure and beautiful.

"Are you okay?" Shan Luo asked when she saw that her face was a little unpleasant. He thought Si was in some danger in the woods.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired, everything has been solved?" Si shook her head and said. At the end of her words, her eyes turned to Daoren Ji. The person who had previously terrified her has now been subjugated alone, and she had never even imagined herself.

"Okay, it's already noon now, let's go offline for dinner." Shan Luo didn't doubt her, and then the two agreed to go online and walked into the woods and quit the game.

On the beach, Daoren Ji began to show his hideous side.

...

Opening his eyes, Shanluo got up and took off his virtual helmet. He rubbed his hair and then looked at the bed where Yang Shixian was lying, and found that she was still lying on the bed with a helmet, but her face was covered with sweat, and it was obvious that the game was not easy.

Shanluo stood up and came to Yang Shixian and looked at her pretty face quietly. She closed her eyes tightly and was not as stingy as usual. Instead, she gave people a sense of tranquility and dignity. The slightly trembling eyelashes showed that she must be in emotional instability in the game at this time.

"That's a different world. Anyone has to start from scratch when entering. I hope you can keep going."

Shan Luo said with a strange light flashing in his eyes, then he turned around and picked up his coat and black hat on his bed and went out, leaving Yang Shixian alone in the house. The sun shone into the house through the window and shone on Yang Shixian's pretty face, looking so peaceful and beautiful, and his whole body seemed to be illusory, as if it would turn into glory and float away at any time.

...

In the central city, the noise never seemed to stop. In the middle of the city, there was a high platform about two meters high and a length of 100 meters wide. The surrounding streets were endless, and various merchants were setting up stalls, among which players were also selling equipment and various consumables.

At this time, a group of players in various clothes walked up from a street with a flame mark on their chests. The players around them knew their identities at a glance.

It’s the Yanxing Guild!

The members of the Yanxing Guild soon arrived in front of the platform, and their team continued into the street. They quickly divided into two rows. Then a burly man in armor came over, and as soon as he appeared, he caused a sensation among the players around him.

"Monray is here!"

"What do so many people in the Yanxing Guild do?"

"Is something wrong?"
Chapter completed!