Chapter seven hundred and sixty-ninth Taoyuan knot
Ghosts roam the world.
Deep in the wilderness, a huge figure fell to the ground. This was an ancient god in the wilderness. His head was taken off by someone, and he died immediately. Countless luck rose into the sky, feeding back the entire ghost world, and
In the wind, a petite figure stood proudly, holding the head of an ancient god in his hand. It was Tan Xin.
After signing the contract with Lin Wanhua, Tan Xin had already begun to mend the ghost world. All the ghost kings had surrendered and there was no need to deal with them anymore. So it was the turn of these ancient gods in the wilderness. To put it bluntly, these ancient gods
The gods are remnants of the ancient times of gods, and their combat power ranges from the eleventh to the twelfth realm. If Tan Xin wants to completely control the entire ghost world, he must destroy these aboriginal people and feed all his luck back to the ghost world.
, by then, even though the luck of the Gui Xie world is not as good as that of the human race and the demon race, it will still be no worse than that of the Nishang world.
In the distance, a figure galloped over with a flying sword, it was Ding Chunqiu.
"Master."
Ding Chunqiu clasped his fists respectfully and said: "The craftsmen we escorted have arrived at Jiuyou Dragon Courtyard. Now they have started quarrying stone and logging. The reconstruction project of Jiuyou Dragon Courtyard will begin in about three days."
"Um."
Tan Xin smiled and nodded: "Chunqiu, you did a good job, this... is a reward for you."
She raised her hand and flicked it, and suddenly a blood-red flying sword fell in front of Ding Chunqiu. The flying sword was of extremely high rank. It was the legendary top-grade immortal sword. Its name was "Blood Soul". It was used by Tan Xin to kill an ancient beast.
The spiritual sword cultivator forcibly tore apart the opponent's spirit ruins, and separated the natal flying sword from it. Now, this flying sword has been erased by Tan Xin from the soul mark of the previous owner, and can be refined again.
"Thank you Master!"
Ding Chunqiu looked grateful. In this way, the first flying sword can be replaced. Replacing it with this more lethal blood soul will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. As for the first flying sword, it can be kept until it is opened in the future.
It’s a bit hateful to say that he has awakened the third Yunjian Lake and can be a substitute. There are many swordsman players who have reached level 150 in the Chinese server, but Lin Zhao is the only one who has awakened the third Yunjian Lake. What?
I mean, are others just one step behind?
But there was nothing I could do, I had to give in.
Not long after, Ding Chunqiu returned to the Nine Nether Dragon Courtyard, commanding a group of all evil players to help complete the process, and also commanded the tens of thousands of people who built the Nine Nether Dragon Courtyard. In short, when Tan Xin was away, Ding Chunqiu, the
The chief disciple can handle all matters on his behalf, and Tan Xin has a lot of trust in Ding Chunqiu.
"well……"
Ding Chunqiu sat on a dragon-headed stone tablet and frowned. Although he was now inferior to one person and above ten thousand people, he still felt a little regretful in his heart. After all, he was just a player. What could he do no matter how powerful he was in the world of ghosts? Enter the ghost world.
There are only a few players who level up in the world. Even if Ding Chunqiu refines a flying sword of the highest quality, "Blood Soul", what's the point? If he can't dazzle in front of other players, no matter how many magic weapons he has, they will be insignificant.
This is the same as "If you don't return home with rich clothes, you will walk at night with rich clothes."
"drop!"
At this moment, a message came from his friend "Long Night Remaining Fire" from the demon clan: "Brother Ding, how are you doing in the ghost world recently?"
"It's okay, I'll get by!"
Ding Chunqiu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Leader of the Everlasting Fire Alliance, I heard that he recently became a master to the great demon Long Zheng of the Twelve Realms. This is incredible. I am afraid he will soon become a disciple of the Demon Clan's Ancestral Mountain.
.”
"That's okay."
After a long night, he smiled and said: "Not long ago, Wuming, a passerby, just came to see me."
"oh?"
Ding Chunqiu raised his eyebrows: "What does he want from you?"
Ding Chunqiu and Guan Ke Wuming have always been on good terms. Although they are all players from the four northern clan camps, in fact they don't like each other. Ding Chunqiu feels that although Guan Ke Wuming's combat power is very strong,
People who are too arrogant will die miserably sooner or later. Passerby Wuming feels that Ding Chunqiu is just a freeloader. He follows that beautiful master Tan Xin and picks up people's wisdom every day. When he sees Ding Chunqiu, he feels a little disgusted.
Sissy!
"hey-hey."
Changye Yuhuo smiled and said: "After the last battle at Guhuoguan, our players who joined the four northern tribes were suppressed. Guilds such as Xinghe, Canglong, Shengtian, Xunxian, and the Scarlet Moon Knights all joined forces.
Suppressing players from the hostile camp like us together is not the way to go, so what Passerby Wuming means is that we also need to unite, especially the top players of the four northern tribes must unite. Only if we unite can we kill those human races indiscriminately.
The so-called righteous players."
"Okay!"
Ding Chunqiu laughed: "To be honest, I'm not annoyed by human players, I'm annoyed by their talk of benevolence, righteousness and morality. Since it's all a game, you can just play casually. Who are you going to tell me about so many rules and regulations? I
I’m here to play games, not to listen to anyone’s preaching. My principle, Ding Chunqiu, is that whoever teaches me how to be a human being, I will teach him how to be a human being on the spot.”
"Ok, Ok."
Changye Yuhuo said: "So, you agree?"
"Um."
Ding Chunqiu asked: "How to unite?"
"What we mean is to form a brotherly alliance." Changye Yuhuo said: "This alliance is a pocket guild, with only ten people, but the ten people must be the top players in the northern camp. They are passers-by, you, plus me,
Li Canghai from the Knights of Cang also nodded. Together with Heinous and others, we all created a small group and went online together on time every day to complete tasks and PK together so that everyone in the Chinese server could see us.
We have to take a detour, what do you think?"
"Divided we are weak, united we are strong, I agree." Ding Chunqiu narrowed his eyes and said: "But... didn't Li Canghai and the others from the Cang Knights join the Qingliang Sect before? How can they join the Northern Four now?
Are you in the tribal camp?"
"There is no way, the Qingliang Sect is now a dog under Lin Zhao's feet and has no future, so a few days ago Li Canghai led the Cang Knights to join the demon clan. Now Li Canghai is the direct disciple of the great demon Lu Huan.
"
"I know, I'm waiting for news from everyone!"
"OK!"
…
Ningcheng, Ningcheng Center.
Huo Dao and others had enough to eat and drink, and waited beside the transport plane again.
Not long after, a man and a woman came over, it was Lin Zhao and Leng Yan.
"Huh?"
Huodao narrowed his eyes and whispered to the little brother beside him: "What's wrong, boss? His face is so red? It's like a steamed sweet potato..."
"Shh, don't make any noise!"
The little brother is quite cautious.
Lin Zhao blushed because of Miss Leng's legs. When he thought of the scene in the cinema, he felt his face flush. But he didn't dare to take the initiative at all, fearing that Leng Yan would think he was shallow, and Leng Yan did the same.
This happened once, and I took the initiative to create an opportunity for that guy. Who knew that guy kept his hand on his lap for two hours without daring to move...
Leng Yan didn't dare to be too proactive, for fear that Lin Zhao would have the feeling of "A Yan is so good", which would be too unfair, and she absolutely didn't want Lin Zhao to think that way.
"Then let's go first!"
Lin Zhao turned around and gave Leng Yan a hug, which seemed to have become a habit.
Leng Yan's pretty face was slightly red, and her pretty face rubbed against Lin Zhao's neck.
After that, Lin Zhao stepped into the cabin. The engine of the Yunying-class vertical take-off and landing transport aircraft roared and slowly took off. Lin Zhao stood at the cabin door and waved to Leng Yan. Leng Yan pressed the corner of his skirt with one hand and rushed to the cabin with the other.
He waved his hand and said goodbye with a smile.
…
late at night.
Most of the players have gone to bed, but "Tianxia" is a game that is closely related to people's survival resources. There are still many people staying up late and busy. In the desolate world of the Northern Territory, many player teams are walking through the forest.
Many production-type players are looking for high-level medicinal materials, but the Northern Territory is dangerous and they can only spend money to hire combat-type players to protect them. As a result, battles break out in the mountains and forests. Some players are attacked by monsters, and there are also conflicts between players.
The pks are countless.
Tongjing Lake, North.
There is already an inch of snow on the outside of this place, but the closer you get to Tongjing Lake, the warmer the temperature becomes. The peach blossom forest is in full bloom at this time, and there are already many players waiting in the peach forest.
"rustle……"
Passerby Wuming is walking in the snow wearing high-level armor, with a level 172 on his head. As the first person in the national server level list, his kill value is also the highest. Passerby Wuming is a lone ranger with strong personal combat power and equipment.
His skills, magic weapons, etc. are all top-notch in the national server, and his character is full of bloodthirsty. He likes PK players the most and kills them indiscriminately.
Now, he is about to become the leader.
"Whoosh!"
To the west, several rays of light fell, and Ding Chunqiu arrived with Qiu Qianren and Jiumozhi.
"Ding Chunqiu is here."
Everyone got up together, including Changye Yuhuo, Li Canghai, and the outrageous Xihe Daguokui and others. They were all a group of people who were quite famous in the national service.
"Then... let's start?!" Passerby Wuming laughed.
"Um."
Soon after, a total of ten people formed a sworn alliance in Taoyuan. According to their respective combat power rankings, the eldest brother who ranked first was Passerby Wuming, Ding Chunqiu ranked second, Long Night Afterburner ranked third, and Li Canghai was slightly weaker.
Ranked fourth, followed by the outrageous Xihe Big Pot Helmet, Jiumozhi, Qiu Qianren, Jiuyou Huangquan, and the last ranked swordsman named Ben Moruo, with mediocre strength but a ferocious look.
"Today I am imitating the sage Taoyuan and forming a sworn brotherhood. From today on, the ten of us are brothers. We fight together and get rich together. If you violate this, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"
The passer-by Wuming smashed the wine bowl in his hand.
Ding Chunqiu, Changye Yuhuo and others threw their bowls one after another, their faces full of defiance.
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real world.
In the early morning, Wang Ju made a sumptuous breakfast, and everyone went about their business after eating.
"Whoosh!"
After Lin Zhao went online, the character appeared in Natural Residence. He first wrote two Heavenly Thunder Talisman to consume his energy and calm down. But after he finished writing the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, he glanced at the orange gourd on his waist, and his heart suddenly started to beat. Unexpectedly,
When did the number of Mayfly Flying Swords in the Orange Gourd increase from 16 to 36? It was more than just doubling.
