Chapter 1426 Conclusion [For the Golden Alliance Orange Fruit 202015/20]
PS: Guopin wanted to read two chapters at 11 o'clock, so I added it and saved the final draft. Fortunately, tomorrow is a new month, so there is no need to fight about this and that, so you can have a good rest and relax!
This month, I’m a little tired!
Next month, please don’t rush me, and really think about the plot behind it. This month’s updates are too fast, and the quality has dropped a bit! I’m sorry everyone!
Give Laoji a relaxed environment, and Laoji also hopes to contribute more exciting works!
Thank you Orange Fruit, thank you to all my friends who helped me, thank you!
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God chooses the sun god to fight and die!
The occurrence of this situation is far more shocking than the death of hundreds of Nascent Soul Lords! Because Yang Shen can be reborn and immortal!
In the previous four big chess games, there has never been a situation where Yang Shen died in battle! Whether it was Zhou Xian's four failures or Natural Selection's five failures, the Yang Gods were all working hard at the level of the gods. Even if they are killed occasionally, they can all be reborn and live, and no one dares to push anyone into a corner!
Only after the victory is decided in the following three realms, and the disciples and grandsons will rush forward, will the party with the greater number of people win the final victory, and the party with the unsatisfactory disciples will retreat sadly, but there will not be a few Yangshen fighting alone. , a situation where one would rather die than surrender.
Monks will never flinch in front of the great road and life, but they are not aimless and brainless!
After all, hasn’t my sect’s orthodoxy not yet perished? It’s not like the great Buddhas in the Big and Small Intestinal Blind Paths who have no way out!
This is what Lou Xiaoyi said. In terms of cruelty, the five-change field battle is far more cruel than the Zhou Xiandao battle!
Yang Qiao is the first! This means that there is a top being among the Yang gods in Zhou Xianyang who can easily kill people for three lifetimes. Considering that Bai Mei actually did it with one against three, this The meaning it represents is a bit scary!
Under the exchange of spiritual consciousness, the remaining eight Heavenly Chosen Gods began to think of retreating!
At the level of the Yang Gods, they were faced with a fatal threat; among the disciples below, Natural Selection also did not have the upper hand, and the situation was even getting worse! The strength of nearly a hundred Zhou Xian Yin Gods was much higher than that of several Natural Selection Primordial Gods. Adding about three hundred Nascent Souls would be a lot more powerful.
There is no point in continuing this kind of battle! It will only become more and more passive!
...Xiaoyao Mountain has become a sea of joy!
No one had ever thought that a game of chess that had little hope would turn out to be like this! There are many things in this that are thought-provoking!
The focus of the turning point lies in Xiaoyao's refusal to give up! In her final stroke of magic! How much courage and judgment does it take to hide the strongest chess piece until the most critical moment?
With a flushed face, Jiahua was surrounded by his deputies, and he went out with everyone to greet the returning heroes, including, of course, those Yuanying Yuanshen monks who had failed but fought with all their might.
Victory belongs to everyone, not to a certain person or group of people. At least in positive publicity, this concept must be adhered to!
The chess game of heaven and earth has dissipated, and it will be a month before another battle! Whether it is a monk who has just emerged or a monk who has been defeated, the first thing after rejoicing is to inquire about the situation of his friends, classmates, and brothers. Whoever dies in battle is lucky enough to survive!
In the excitement, there is also a touch of sadness. This is not the end. In the days to come, they will experience such scenes many times. Either Zhou Xian will continue to stand, or another day will change!
Lou Xiaoyi and Qing Xuan didn't say anything. They were accustomed to big scenes and no longer took these false names seriously! It was just a chess game, with a limited number of people and an even more limited tragedy. They were with them among tens of thousands of monks outside Qingkong.
Compared with the death battle, it is not on the same level!
Both of them pretended not to know who Yang Qiao was beheading. If Bai Mei didn't tell, they wouldn't tell either!
In fact, Bai Mei really won't say that this is not to take credit, but if the account is recorded on his head, it will make the people of natural selection more afraid, and it will also save the two little guys a lot of unnecessary trouble! This is
It is the responsibility of the elders.
Even the two naturally chosen Yang gods who know the truth may not tell them, because being attacked and killed by a mere Yin god is really hard to say. What are the two of them doing? It's okay if they don't help Yang Qiao. How did it end?
Not even taking revenge? If you can't stand the scrutiny, you might as well pretend to be stupid.
Feeling proud and confused, Lou Xiaoyi saw the smiling Jiahua in the chaos, and hugged him with both arms...
Of course, the hug was empty, but there was no way to avoid the man’s big hands grabbing the woman’s hands and shaking them...
Qingxuan curled his lips to show his disdain; those Qingwei Yuanshi Zhenjun who had attended the party organized by Jiahua suddenly realized that this was the case. The little Yuanying did not lie to them at the beginning.
With a look of rejection on his face, and looking at this fierce man, he looked like he wished the overlord could forcefully draw his bow...
Alas, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and the world is in decline. What else can you do? As the little Yuanying said, what else can you do besides pretending not to see it?
"Senior sister, aren't you too cruel? You are pushing me into a pit of fire! It's pitch black all around, and it's a big loss for my life. Otherwise, wouldn't you have to stay alone in the empty boudoir and live alone all your life?"
Jiahua snorted, "You deserve it! Who made you get used to being a spy? You act like a spy and you can't get rid of it!"
Well, since you are doing well, I will set up a table to entertain you and your friends tonight!"
Lou Xiaoyi objected, "It's just me! That's not my friend, and he never drinks or feasts! I'll be full just standing on the top of Xiaoyao Mountain and drinking Gust Wind!"
Qingxuan interrupted, "I won't drink other people's wine, but I will eat Fairy Jia's wine!"
Different from the attention of thousands of people in Qingkong, both of them behaved extremely low-key here, not mentioning their role in turning the world around in the chess game. Except for some insiders among Yin Shen Zhenjun, they put themselves
Deeply hidden, because both of them realized that this was a difficult race, the end point was the change of the era, and the time was thousands of years. In this process, surviving is the right way, rather than standing at the top rashly
, there is no safety rope yet.
The hustle and bustle of Xiaoyao Mountain is still going on, and this is not something that can be completed in a day and a half. How many monks are celebrating victory, how many survivors are licking their wounds alone, and how many are mourning those lost faces... This is destined to be a...
Sleepless nights.
...The cave in Jiahua is filled with a table full of medicinal food and the most delicious fairy wine; these are the craftsmanship of Jia Zhenjun and Jia Zhenjun. They are the rewards that the victor should receive, and they are full of joy.
They talked about the beautiful scenery of the blue sky, interesting stories about the Five Rings, exposing each other's scars, and laughing about the difficult and error-filled undercover career, but they didn't talk about the war!
The issue of war can only become more and more serious the more we talk about it, but more and more people remember it, but fewer and fewer people can sit together!
When the wine was full, another uninvited guest came. Baimei came in with a glass of wine in his hand. Looking at Dajia and Dajia who were still a little restrained, he couldn't help but smile:
"Sit, sit! Today I am neither a senior brother nor a Yang Shen, I am just an ordinary old man who eats and drinks freely! Not so particular!
Look at those two boys, they can't even move their buttocks, they don't look like they're elders at all, they look like they're seeing an old servant who came to deliver wine!"
