King Zhou looked at the girl in red wearing a white mask, and the dark red-skinned master who once easily slaughtered hundreds of warriors and shattered his father's ambition to become a qualified king. For some reason, he felt a little
Inexplicably funny.
Ever since he raised the banner of rebellion and disrespected God's will, he had long expected that such a day would come to him. He also knew that his death was just a signal. He had started the age of becoming a god, but he could not see the person who became a god.
That day.
He also knows that if he does nothing, he will still be the Shang King who is above ten thousand people. No one can disobey him, no matter how cruel or stupid he is, because there are gods standing behind him, from ancient times to the present.
The power of the king is given by heaven and has never changed.
He can enjoy the life of a human master with his wife and children, and his son Wu Geng can live a carefree life, and even inherit his throne and continue to become a human master.
The premise is to obey all the will of the gods!
Man should not be the slave of God, no one should be a slave!
So when Xuanzai asked him to attack other tribes and plunder their populations to mine for the gods, he refused.
However, what is even more ironic is that the princes are now coming to encircle and suppress him, under God's will.
Everything developed as Xinyuehu predicted. He originally planned that even if he died, he would give the gods a good look and let them know the power of human beings.
But now, a group of monsters that look like humans but not humans have entered the battlefield.
Originally, it was understandable for the gods to be so wanton and offend several strange races and come to help them when they saw him rebelling against the gods. But now, why did it become like this?
Watch it?
Obviously I am the protagonist, why did I become a theatergoer?
Come in?
Sorry, a group of players are so aggressive that if he dares to enter the field, his legs will be broken by them.
Yes, this group of lunatics have already done this. Several samurai who wanted to help were killed by these guys, their legs were broken, and they were thrown back to Chaoge City Wall!
Crazy!
We are teammates!
Why beat up your teammates?
Not only King Zhou was confused, King Wu of Zhou was also confused. Aren’t you here to help King Zhou? Why did you even beat King Zhou’s people?
But soon, he became anxious. The arrival of the great god did not reverse the situation of the battle. On the contrary, there were not many Zhou soldiers left.
Hundreds of thousands of Zhou soldiers were killed by the players down to tens of thousands. It wasn't that they didn't want to take action, but that these people were all white-named, which was very embarrassing.
After a melee among more than a thousand players, the unlucky ones were accidentally shot to death by random arrows, the lucky ones killed dozens of people in a row, and the even more unlucky ones accidentally hacked to death an NPC with a non-red name, and the points were deducted.
They were terrified.
After all, even if they are a bunch of scum, there are still a few white lotuses, but in a place like this, if you are the beneficiary of evil, you can only deserve it if you die. As for why there are so many kickbacks, it is mainly because Zhang Chen wants to give this person
This is a lesson for the group of people, lest they want to kill anyone they don’t like. They must know that the NPCs in their eyes are real people. If they are trained to become big demons and full of sins, which world would they let them enter?
But the gods in the sky did not move at all. For them, this time was actually no different from an outing. As for the dead, they were human beings, not gods. Anyway, human beings have such a strong reproductive capacity, isn't it normal for some to die?
The battle between Hu Yifei and Kui Dou is still going on. The divine power of the King Kong Realm makes Kui Dou invulnerable, but similarly, Hu Yifei, who is covered in steel skin after the virtualization, is not inferior to Kui Dou.
The two of them were punching each other hard, going back and forth, and the ground was dug into holes by the fighting between the two, which made the people around them shake a little.
"By the way, this can't be the last BOSS, right? Then this event is quite boring." Lu Ziqiao said casually.
Now there are three forces outside Chaoge City, the Zhou army, the players, and the merchant army who were forced to watch the show.
Finally, someone, or rather a god, got impatient, and a figure fell from the sky and killed the group of players.
The green miasma instantly enveloped the small group of players, and someone shouted: "No, this thing is poisonous!"
"Ahem!"
"Damn it, it seems that there is no antidote in this game so far!"
"Resist with spiritual pressure and release spiritual pressure outward!"
This is the flaw of growing too fast in strength. Most people need to be reminded to remember that they have this ability. Those who cannot react are directly poisoned to death.
The horse charm on the flip-flops lit up directly, and he immediately realized that he could restrain this guy: "Leave this guy to me!"
His hands burned with blazing fire, the dragon talisman lit up, and he threw the flames in his hands at the attacking man in black.
This person is none other than the Ghost Tree of the Six Great Gods. He is cruel by nature and has been unable to take action against humans because of God's will, because humans are their important labor force, but now, he finally has the opportunity to take action.
King Wu of Zhou shouted: "All Zhou soldiers, retreat quickly."
The poisonous miasma of the ghost tree did not kill a few players, but poisoned many Zhou soldiers to death, which made King Zhou Wu feel very distressed.
The gods don't care about the casualties of Zhou soldiers, but he must care, because the reason why eight hundred princes respect him as king is because of the Zhou soldiers under his command.
The blazing flames burned away the surrounding miasma. Guimu smiled, and the huge sickle behind him appeared in his hand and struck at the flip-flop.
Flip-flops clapped his hands together, and a long sword embodied by flames appeared in his hands, with the crossbar in front.
Monkey Talisman, the way of change!
After this period of research, flip-flops have also developed their own set of ways to play, that is, the more flashy they are, the stronger they are.
There was no other way, with so many talismans on his body, he could only resort to tricks, like this.
When the flaming sword and the sickle collided with each other, they suddenly changed their forms again and lay limply on the sickle, becoming entangled in it.
He tugged the flip-flop with his right hand, smiled evilly at Guimu, and a red laser beam shot towards Guimu.
Guimu tightened his hands and saw a ray of light coming towards him. Before he had time to think about it, the divine power of the Ksitigarbha realm was activated, and countless poisonous locusts appeared from around him, biting towards the flip-flops, overwhelming the sky.
The terrible locust plague swamped the two of them. He was shocked, gritted his teeth, and dug out his armor. A charm appeared in his hand, and then he pressed it on the sickle. He let go of the sickle and activated the dragon charm with all his strength.
The fierce flames burned and the poisonous locusts around them crackled.
Click!
As the poisonous locust was burned to ashes, the dragon charm on the flip-flops also quickly shattered and turned into ashes.
Suddenly, the air was filled with a burning smell and thick black smoke.
call!
At this moment, a sickle cut through the air and appeared at the throat of the flip-flop. A trace of joy flashed in the ghost's eyes. The sickle, which was like the one used by the God of Death, pulled back hard, trying to cut the flip-flop.
Drag the head.
However, what happened was beyond the expectations of everyone present. The sickle did not cut the neck of the flip-flop, or even scratched the skin. The sickle was just a display that had not been sharpened, and it had no lethality at all.
.
However, the flip-flop used this force to fly backwards, and then hit Guimu's stomach with an elbow. Guimu felt pain, and subconsciously let go of the sickle in his hand, but unexpectedly, the flip-flop caught it with his backhand,
He snatched Guimu's sickle.
Hoo ho ho!
The flip-flop danced the sickle like an electric fan, spinning back and forth on him, killing Guimu.