Lu Ze happily passed down the order from Chao Wendao.
At the same time, add one more:
The first thousand teams that clear the game will receive a "Immortal Hegemony" accessory, which can be used to replace the immortal weapons in the [Competitive Mode].
At this time, the monks had not yet established the concept of skin.
But when Lu Ze released the renderings, the monks who liked "Battle of the Immortal World" immediately rushed to participate in "Four-Player Journey".
For a moment.
The Equipment Refining Pavilion became even more crowded.
…
…
An hour later.
Zhong Yi and others entered the fantasy world.
"Together! Jump!"
"Left, left!"
"Is it the side?"
“Left, left, left!”
“㱏㱏㱏!”
"Oh shit, pull me, pull me, pull me!!"
"Stop pulling me!"
…
The four people were shouting and very emotional.
After several reviews and discussions, the four decided that Zhong Yi would take sole command and the situation became one where whoever had the loudest voice prevailed.
Fortunately, after dying so many times, several people had muscle reactions, and the distance between them was constantly increasing.
After launching several times from several trampolines, they reached a whole new level -
Breaking 800 feet for the first time!
"What is this?"
Mu Yawen looked at the ball of flesh on his head with curiosity.
Above the meat ball, there are fleshy wings on the back.
Below is a huge black iron hook.
"Perhaps it is to take us to the sky?"
Zhong Yi guessed.
“Let me try!”
Mu Yawen rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the hook.
Just as Zhong Yi guessed, the meat ball began to flap its wings and flew upwards with them.
"Senior Brother Zhong is so smart! Hehe!"
Mu Yawen praised.
"Keep a low profile."
Zhong Yi rubbed his nose proudly.
Four people were tied with iron chains. As long as one of them grabbed the hook, the others would be carried away and flew up.
Looking at the ground beneath his feet becoming even smaller, Zhong Yi felt a surge of emotion.
Every time he saw this kind of scene before, he worried that he might fall down again.
If there is nothing above their heads, they just need to wait for the meatball to bring them up, which is very comfortable.
"Junior Brother Mu, hold on tight, don't let go... Holy shit! What are you doing?!"
Feeling the sudden shaking, Zhong Yi shuddered with fear and looked up in shock.
"Oh...oh! I'm just addicted to body training. We disciples of Tempering Gold Peak usually train our upper limbs like this, look!"
Mu Yawen released one hand and held it with the other, switching hands steadily at an extremely fast speed.
“You, you, you…”
"Don't! Don't!"
"Junior Brother Mu, hold on tight!!!"
The three of them paused for a moment and waved their hands quickly.
"Haha, don't be nervous, everyone. The training we do at Tempering Gold Peak is much more difficult than this... eh?"
Mu Yawen looked up blankly.
Somehow, the meatball suddenly accelerated.
He stretched out his hand, but grabbed nothing.
"You fucking..."
"don't want……"
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”
"Junior Brother Mu, why are you courting death?!"
“I’m home again ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
…
…
An hour and a half later.
The four of them came to the flying meatball again.
This time, Zhong Yi hugged Mu Yawen and urged Zhou Yue to grab the iron hook under the meat ball.
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