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Chapter 444 It turns out this is called the tide of time and space.

Click, click——

Wang Yunxiao vaguely heard the sound of a clock moving in his ears.

For a moment, he almost lost his sense of the time and space he was in.

This feeling is very strange, like falling from a height of 100 meters in a dream.

In a daze, he saw the jam stuck to Li Mumu's face.

This should have been the scene this morning. Li Mumu, a glutton, ran out to buy a bottle of jam, came back and dipped the steamed buns into it, and accidentally ate it on his face.

At that moment, he even felt that Li Mumu saw him, with a different expression on his face.

The two of them looked at each other for less than a moment, and the girl broke into countless pieces in front of his eyes.

"Anchor failed!"

"Hey! What are you doing!"

He didn't want this experience at all!
In the past, the overlapping phenomenon of dimensions that could only be observed using multi-dimensional periscopes can now be observed with the naked eye. The pollution caused by this can be imagined.

They were in their own dimension and seemed completely unaware of the "falling" process.

Wang Yunxiao watched helplessly as those red-haired, yellow-haired and white-haired foreigners raised their spears and pointed their bayonets at the fleeing civilians, approaching step by step with a twisted smile on their face.

Wang Yunxiao weighed the bricks in his hand: "But after seeing a familiar place, I still feel that it doesn't make sense if I don't help."

A big man in white and four or five local warriors rushed out of the alley next to them and broke into the ranks of the foreign Japanese soldiers. They had braids on their heads and only had broadswords and spears in their hands, but they had expressions of death on their faces, and sounds like ghosts crying and wolf howling coming from their mouths.

"I am not sleeply."

"Kill foreign dogs——!"

The priest wearing a red round cap on his head selflessly kissed the cross in his hand and recited prayers from the Bible loudly in this flaming hell.

Wang Yunxiao opened his eyes and found that his feet were standing firmly among the ruins.

A dimension... It was hard for Wang Yunxiao to imagine in the past how it was possible to use this kind of quantifier to describe a "dimension" that could not be objectively described, but now he was just watching "a dimension" fall from the sky.

The tide of time and space has arrived.

"Hiss...this history looks a bit familiar."

It was a street in flames.

Falling down along the street were civilians fleeing in all directions, as well as soldiers wearing various military uniforms.

When Black Dragon Egg saw Wang Yunxiao bending down to pick up the bricks on the ground, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Those are all fake! They are phantoms from the outer dimension! Please wake up and don't expose our position!"

Although he has heard this word countless times, he has never really felt it. Now he finally has an immersive experience.

Others are resisting.

"kill--!"

At this moment, in the sky above the ruins of this city, fragmented dimensional rifts are slowly opening.

It feels like someone is grabbing your neck and filling your mouth with shit.

"Kill the devil——!"

The leader of the Han Dynasty had outstanding martial arts skills. He held a sharp sword in his hand, and he jumped into the back of the foreign Japanese soldiers. The light of the sword shone like the moonlight, and he chopped down three soldiers to the ground in an instant.

The foreign Japanese soldiers were stunned by this sudden attack. Some turned around and ran away, while others wanted to fight back with their guns. They were not in charge of each other. When encountering this situation, they became even more anxious and chaotic.

But they ultimately had the numerical advantage. The foreign priest who was following the team held up a cross and made a cross on his chest, and whispered to the clerk next to him: "This boxer brutally killed a hundred of our congregants, and we will kill another hundred as reciprocity." revenge."

"How can there be a hundred?"

"Just remember a hundred people now. There is no need to explain to them..."

Halfway through, the priest suddenly realized that something was not right about the sound around him. When he turned his head to look, he only saw half of the bricks coming towards him.

The brick hit his face hard, causing his orifices to bleed.

"I asked you where you can get a hundred?"

Wang Yunxiao grabbed the priest by his collar, rounded the brick and hit him on the head again, so hard that one of his eyeballs flew out on the spot.

"say!"

Wang Yunxiao deliberately used less force, fearing that he would kill him in one fell swoop and let him take advantage.

But even so, the priest's skull still couldn't withstand the third slap of the brick, and it shattered together with the brick.

"Tsk..."

Wang Yunxiao threw away the bricks and the body, and shook off the brains on his hands.

This guy is a bit ridiculously weak. He is really a mortal body. Looking at his demeanor, I would think he could have some skills. If he is a priest of the Holy Grail Church, he can at least let himself complete a set of military boxing. .

At this moment, the army in front also noticed Wang Yunxiao's presence. A short foreign soldier following behind shouted: "Baga!" He raised his gun, pointed it at Wang Yunxiao and pulled the trigger.

Then he was shocked to see that the bullet he fired hit the boy's chest, but it had no impact on the boy at all.

Wang Yunxiao raised his hand, flicked away the lead bullet embedded in his chest, and glanced at the crater left on his clothes.

There was slight blood oozing from the wound, but it wasn't very painful. Bullets of this caliber no longer pose a threat to one's body.

Because what we have always faced are those indescribable and indescribable demons, evil spirits, ghosts and snake gods. Even though Wang Yunxiao insists on practicing every day, he still feels that the progress is slow and somewhat inadequate.

Even though his cultivation speed is already terrifying in the eyes of Mr. He.

It turns out that it’s not that I’m too weak, but that the world is too complicated.

Wang Yunxiao didn't even take a second look at the panicked Japanese soldier. He just turned his head and looked at the surrounding buildings burning with blazing flames.

In 1900 AD, the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded.

It's a very familiar historical line, but I don't know how different it is from the world I traveled through.

Why has no one ever told me that the tides of time and space are such fun things?
The foreign soldier pulled the trigger again in disbelief, but the boy who was aiming the gun disappeared.

"Why don't you have a tattoo on your face?"

This was the last sentence he heard before he died. Before he could understand what it meant, he saw his chest.

Clouds and mist surrounded Wang Yunxiao, making him look like an evil ghost immersed in smoke.

After casually stuffing the foreign soldier's head into his chest, Wang Yunxiao turned his head and cast his cold gaze on the other soldiers beside him.

"Fuso people without tattoos on their faces should be damned."

"Unregistered Westerners, damn them."

"Invade our territory and kill innocent people, damn it!"

(End of this chapter)