When the era of global terror comes, the terror dungeon will randomly select players and pull them into the terror dungeon.
Chen Yang, a social animal, was quickly selected by the dungeon. He gave up on himself and came to the cafeteria and had a big meal. At this moment, a strange voice sounded in his mind.
[Ding, host, don't be afraid, the most powerful god-pleasing system has arrived!
As long as you complete the task, you can invite the gods from the sky to come!
From that day on!
Red-robed fierce ghost, go talk to my Lord White Crane Boy!
Human-faced spider, come here, come here, take a bite out of me.
As soon as the Corpse King came out from behind, he was stunned for a moment when he saw Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun standing in front of him.
The source of the terrifying copy looked at Chen Yang, who was holding a Qingping Sword and riding a big green bull, and then glanced at the sky-high figure standing behind him.
"Dad, I was wrong!"
