Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from outside. Everyone looked over and saw that Pang Yue came back with a lot of people.
The 12 of them were divided into two groups. One group went out to rescue people and brought them back, while the other group stayed to protect the people in the warehouse. The two groups took turns to act so that they could replenish their physical strength and get some rest.
Du Lingfei immediately opened the door and went out to welcome Pang Yue and others in. They were all back here. There was no reason to watch the life-and-death struggle of her comrades while she hid aside and watched the show.
"What are you going to do!" Huangfa was panicking, but his consciousness was extremely clear. He saw Du Lingfei's intention and quickly pressed the door handle.
"What are you doing? Of course, open the door and let them in. Get out of the way!" Du Lingfei has always been unhappy with this yellow-haired man, but she didn't provoke him, and she wouldn't bully others.
Unexpectedly, when this person heard what Du Lingfei said, she blocked the door handle with her whole body and shouted loudly, "She is going to open the door and let those ghosts in and kill us!"
Du Lingfei frowned when she saw this, and without saying much, she slapped the man aside and said, "If you're afraid of death, just go back. No one will stop you!"
Those people in Liyang City were still surprised by Du Lingfei's thunderous methods, and the door was already opened.
There were indeed many little ghosts crowding outside the door. As soon as Du Lingfei's spirit sword came out, the ghosts outside the door were swept away and a hole was created.
Tan Zihua and Zhang Peng also followed out. Jia Tao was a little hesitant at first, after all, he had the lowest cultivation level, but in the end he gritted his teeth and rushed out.
After Jia Tao went out, the people inside immediately closed the door. In fact, among the Chinese players, there was another person who was similar in strength to Jia Tao, but he didn't dare to come out at all, and even the door was closed by that person.
Du Lingfei and the others quickly reached Pang Yue's side. Only then did she realize that Pang Yue and his group of six had gone out, and now only four of them had returned.
"They're back!" Pang Yue knew what Du Lingfei was thinking, so he took the initiative to inform her to avoid her distraction.
The so-called going back naturally means quitting the game and returning to China.
Recently, the players participating in the new round of points competition in the God War Game have become more and more powerful, thanks to the country's sparing no efforts in vigorously promoting cultivation, and also benefiting from the rapid recovery of spiritual energy. Of course, these players with some foundation did not just appear for no reason. Most of them were ordinary people who entered the world of cultivation. Xu Qian still had a share of the credit for popularizing cultivation in a short period of time. Cultivation resources are also becoming more popular, allowing many middle-class families to buy some resources to lay the foundation for their children.
People's strength has improved, but money cannot buy courage.
They led dozens of people to the warehouse door. Du Lingfei shouted inside with a voice filled with spiritual power: "Open the door immediately, or I will chop down the door with my sword and you will have no place to hide."
Without even saying a second sentence, the door opened immediately.
Du Lingfei knew in her heart that this was because the two guys inside looked at her and slapped Huang Mao away without saying a word. If she delayed for a little longer, I was afraid that she would really smash the door with a sword, and then they would Crap.
"Brother Pang, how's it going outside?" After entering the warehouse, Zhang Peng imitated Tan Zihua and others and called Pang Yue "Brother Pang". He could see that this man with a lazy face was not only strong, but also enthusiastic.
"We haven't found the caster. He must be very skilled. Even if we find him, we won't be able to solve him." Pang Yue took out a wine bottle and took a big sip.
"Then where do these brats come from? Have you seen it?" Du Lingfei calmly asked a key question.
Pang Yue screwed the lid on the wine pot and said slowly: "These are citizens who have just died. Their souls have not dissipated, but they have been condensed using secret techniques. This can greatly slow down the time for the souls to dissipate, and they It has become a substantive soul, but without consciousness, just like a group of walking zombies."
When they heard that these ghosts were dead citizens of Liyang City, the people in the warehouse who were less able to bear it cried immediately.
When one person cries, many others cry together. Crying, like fear, is highly contagious.
"Among those people, there may be their relatives." Zhang Peng felt empathy and felt a little sad in his heart.
After arriving at the warehouse, Zhang Peng and Du Lingfei and their group went out to find a large amount of food and burning wood before the last ray of light fell. Zhang Peng even made a special trip home to go Bring everyone in the family over. Unfortunately, when he returned home, all his family members had been killed by ghosts. Except for him, everyone in the family was ordinary people.
Zhang Peng's family is in business. His parents died in a car accident ten years ago. Later, his grandfather also passed away. The whole family is the family of his eldest uncle and third uncle. He would be living alone in that house. If he hadn't practiced martial arts, He has good talent, and he can still earn some face for his family by signing up for the top prize in the martial arts exam. He, a thirty-year-old who does nothing but practice, has long been driven out.
"If they had died just now, they would have become one of these ghosts now." Tan Zihua had another understanding of the cries of these people.
"It's our group's turn to go out and rescue people." Du Lingfei, as the leader of the second group, looked at the two players hiding aside.
The yellow-haired man had also woken up. He had two teeth knocked out by Du Lingfei. At this moment, his eyes were full of resentment. But when Du Lingfei's eyes glanced over, he immediately turned his head away, unwilling to interact with this person. The hot girl who took the decisive action looked at each other.
Pang Yue sat down on the ground and said, "Don't let them go. There are already Level 3 ghosts, and there are more Level 2 ghosts than there were during the day. They will die if they go out. There is no need. It's better for the four of us to go."
"Level 3 ghost?" Du Lingfei's face turned ugly. Not to mention Zhang Peng and Jia Tao's mouths wide open on the side.
After Huaxia communicated with Datang, they learned about the hierarchical classification of ghosts. Of course, this classification was also made artificially by monks, not the ghosts themselves.
The weakest kid is out of level. The first level is equivalent to Fengchu Realm, the second level is Qin Xin Realm, the third level is Tengyun Realm, and so on. As for the cultivation system, each realm is subdivided into initial, middle, high and peak levels, while the division of ghosts is not so precise.
"What will happen here if we all go out?" Du Lingfei looked back at hundreds of ordinary people.
"It doesn't matter what happens to me, you can make up your mind! Just tell me when you decide." Pang Yue leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, looking like he didn't care about anything.
Tan Zihua and others have long been accustomed to Pang Yue's indifferent attitude. "Actually, it's quite safe here. As long as the doors and windows are closed, these little guys can't get in." Tan Zihua didn't want to stay here any longer. The four of them The main purpose of entering the game is to experience. If they stay in a safe place, why should they come to this muddy water.
"It's not that they can't get in, it's just that they don't have any IQ. They can't even break the glass window. Once a second-level ghost comes, it will take a matter of minutes to get in. Well, a first-level ghost will probably get in after a little more groping."
"With so many of these brats, won't they collapse the windows and even the walls due to the squeezing?" Long Xingyun felt that as long as there were many people, the walls could be knocked down.
"The soul, which is what the secular world often calls the soul, only weighs about 30 grams. Although these imps have begun to take shape, this weight limits their abilities." Pang Yue explained with his eyes closed.
"What about the high-level ghosts? Have they gained weight?" Tan Zihua is also very interested in this topic.
"How do you think ghosts advance in cultivation?" Pang Yue rolled his eyelids, "Their power comes from ghost energy. The fastest way to condense ghost energy is to devour. High-level ghosts are promoted by devouring low-level ghosts. , but this process is controlled by the monks, and the ghosts are not smart enough to actively devour them."
It was the first time for everyone to hear this knowledge about ghosts, and they were all paying more attention, but at this moment, there was a commotion from the crowd.
"This is too much. Are you going to abandon hundreds of us?"
"You can't leave. If you leave, those ghosts will kill us!"
"If you want us to die, why did you pretend to be a good person to save us just now?"
Tan Zihua took a step forward and shouted: "What are you talking about? Who said we were abandoning you? When did we say we were leaving?"
