I’m a God in an Online Game

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Until there were only the last six teams left on the Paradise Island, one in the arena, the one who hadn't had time to come here in the ruins, and the two who wandered outside.

"Haha! We won! We won!" The Korean team was left in the arena. When they saw that there was no other player around, they cheered.

"Why isn't the game over yet?" After a while of excitement, he was puzzled.

Just when they were puzzled, a passage suddenly appeared on the side of the "Glare Arena", decorated with flowers and paved with red carpets, like a road to glory to the podium.

The players of the Korean team looked at each other, with a hint of joy in their eyes, and then walked toward this sudden path without hesitation.

"Ahaha! They really came! They laughed so hard at me. I don't know what their expressions were when they saw us?" Cai Minghou leaned forward and backward with a smile beside Meng Jingtian, pointing to the screen.

"Don't laugh, serious! It's all because of the existence of others. Let us take first place. You have to respect others! You can't blame them for being stupid, but I can only blame me for being too strong!" Meng Jingtian said solemnly.

Cai Minghou choked and rolled his eyes: "My God, can you be more narcissistic!"

"Yes!" When Meng Jingtian heard this, he was really thinking, tilted his head for a moment, and nodded seriously to Cai Minghou.

"Brother, how is the game playing? Did you get it first? I read the system announcements and stopped!" At this time, Zhao Lin, who had been eliminated from the game, sent a secret chat and asked.

"Not yet, the last few teams are missing." Meng Jingtian smiled and replied.

The first place is not a question of whether you can get it, it's just a question of when you get it!

While talking, the Korean team successfully passed through the passage and came to this tomb. When they saw Meng Jingtian sitting high on the throne, they still didn't feel fooled, and directly regarded Meng Jingtian as an NPC.

But when they saw Cai Minghou and the eight-Kistan players next to them, their expressions changed.

"How is it possible? There are teams from other countries here!"

"How impossible, you are really slow, waiting for you for a long time!" Meng Jingtian naturally reclined on the throne, bent his arm and elbow on the right handle of the chair, supporting his cheek.

"Are you also a player?" Hearing this, the players of the Korean team with only six players left looked at Meng Jingtian in shock, and suddenly a bad feeling arose in his heart.

In their current state, they are definitely not the opponents of these two alliance teams!

Thinking of this, the players of the Korean team have begun to quietly exit here.

However, it was too late, they could not escape from Meng Jingtian's palm!

"Ka Ka!" There was a sound of organs, and suddenly a long pillar appeared behind the players of the Goryeo team, directly pushing them over.

"Do you prefer warmer or cooler?" Meng Jingtian asked, squinting.

Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, a chill suddenly rose in the hearts of the Korean players.

They were caught in the trap from the very beginning. Not only them, but all the teams participating in this trial game are playthings between the applause of the player in front of them!

Such recognition is desperate!

How is it possible! This is obviously a system activity, and even when they come here, it is mandatory by the system. How could someone be so... beyond the rules of the system?

This is not fair!

The Korean players wailed and questioned in their hearts, but they could not get the answer because the system did not answer.

Moreover, from the beginning of the game, they should know that this is an unfair game!

From the beginning of this event, they have no chance of victory!

"You should be happy to be able to come here, and you are considered sixth place. They rely on luck, and you rely on strength." Meng Jingtian smiled.

"Go to hell!" Among the Korean players, someone rolled his eyes and looked at Meng Jingtian. When he saw that he was paying attention to talking, he suddenly shot a skill, a sword of cold light, and attacked Meng Jingtian.

"It's a pity that I don't know anything!" Meng Jingtian's eyes condensed, and a divine punishment technique fell first.

"–5052731"

The Goryeo player who shot was directly beaten.

Meng Jingtian looked at the other Korean players again, and didn't give them any more choices, but just threw an ice and snow flower to all of them.

Facing the Korean players thrown over, without the skills that have dissipated, Meng Jingtian just sat in a chair in a leisurely time and opened a real dragon golden body.

But that skill did not hit him. Just as the sword light of that skill flew over, the head of the Qinglong lying on the back of the chair suddenly grew his mouth, covering Meng Jingtian from the head, so it was really special to swallow him. Went inside.

"Fuck! You are not disgusting!" Meng Jingtian was taken aback in the darkness before his eyes, but then roared.

He is not afraid that Qinglong will eat him, even if he is dead, it is just a life in the game, but this is unbearable!

"Oh!" Qinglongtou groaned aggrievedly, opened his mouth to let Meng Jingtian out, and licked him by the way.

"Fuck! Are you a dog in particular?" Meng Jingtian said with a black face.

"I'm here to protect you!" Qinglongtou said aggrievedly~www.wuxiaspot.com~Go! What the **** are you? "Meng Jingtian rolled his eyes and asked.

"Then I'll get out, goodbye!" Qinglongtou replied, but sank into the pool with a thump, and the chair under Meng Jingtian's **** disappeared.

"..." Meng Jingtian was speechless for a while, this guy was quite arrogant!

"The last three teams are left. It seems we are going to find them." The chair had disappeared, and Meng Jingtian wiped the spit of the blue dragon head on his body.

"Brother Tian, ​​don't move!" At this moment, Feng Chenghao suddenly yelled, frightening Meng Jingtian.

"Why?" Meng Jingtian asked him angrily.

"This is the dragon's salivation of the alchemy material of the gods! Wait for me to collect some..." Feng Chenghao stared at Meng Jingtiandao with bright eyes.

Meng Jingtian twitched the corner of his mouth and glared at him, but did not refuse.

Asking him to collect some of this so-called god-level materials, Meng Jingtian led the crowd and looked for them according to the directions of the remaining teams that he saw in his memory.

The first thing I found was the Y national team that was still spinning in the ruins.

The two men and horses met on a narrow path, but the other player walking in front screamed when he saw Meng Jingtian.

"Meng Jingtian!"

Meng Jingtian was stunned for a moment. He was not as well-known in other countries as the Huaxia District. The other team players he encountered in the Trial of the Nations did not even know him.

It was this guy who recognized himself at a glance.

"Oh? You know me!" Meng Jingtian nodded and said hello in no hurry.

Seeing Meng Jingtian’s "friendly" greeting, Tross turned pale, not only did he know him, he was too impressed with Meng Jingtian, this guy is his psychological shadow!

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