Meng Tian stood in front of the formation, motionless.
The remaining players looked at each other in confusion. Soon, one player could no longer bear the oppression and strode forward, stepping into the range of the formation.
"I am Meng Tian. Who are you?" Meng Tian suddenly opened his eyes, and a sense of power pressed down on the visitor's heart.
"I am the legacy of Wei Wu."
"Why are you here?"
"Go find Ying Zheng and discuss the ban."
"How dare you address His Majesty by his name? Kill!"
Meng Tian's eyes were sharp, his aura was spreading out, and the spear in his hand was gathering power. The terracotta army seemed to be awakened as if stimulated, and murderous aura gathered.
Just one shot pierces the enemy and turns the sky into a rain of blood.
The player who was eager to try came to a sudden halt. Swallowing a cockroach was just as uncomfortable as this. A chill ran through his brain and he froze in place.
"Why is it that Xiao Hange can recite the same lines, but we can't?"
"Do you think you are Xiao Hange?"
"Depend on."
"What should I do now? I can't get in?"
Everyone was at a loss again.
While waiting, dozens of figures appeared from behind and went straight to the outside of Xianyang, where many players gathered. They were the high-level group of the God of War Guild.
"It seems we're not too late." Xiao Zhan glanced at Xianyang City. "The First Emperor transformed his own mausoleum into a world of its own. It's truly terrifying. Why don't they go in? Go find someone and ask."
After a while, another group came, a group that was very unfamiliar to ordinary players but very familiar to the super guild.
Ji Wuyou!
Another branch of the Ji family, Ji Xuanyuan's cousin.
Seeing that many players had stopped, Ji Wuyou narrowed his eyes and chose not to rush in. Instead, he first checked the current situation.
People from other super guilds arrived one after another.
All those who came stopped outside Xianyang.
Seeing that the others didn't move, they didn't dare to move. Soon, the news that Xiao Hange had entered first spread among the newcomers.
…
At this time, Lin Han was walking on the Xianyang Straight Road. There was no shadow on the straight road, as if it had been cleared.
This road leads directly to the Xianyang Imperial Palace, with terracotta soldiers standing guard, ensuring unobstructed passage.
There were houses on both sides, and terracotta puppets toiling away, all in vain. Seeing Lin Han and Zuo Xi appear, they all stopped to watch, and the terracotta puppets hammering away at the cold iron also stopped.
There is something strange about looking at people with those empty, unfocused eyes.
Until both sides of the road were bustling, there was no one in the middle of the road.
Zuo Xi was terrified and didn't dare to make any big moves. He secretly looked at the strange scene in the city.
Lin Han ignored the strangeness in Xianyang City and went straight to the imperial city. When he reached the end of the road, he stopped and looked up at the palace in front of him.
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