Chapter 599 Players

Style: Heros Author: The fourth day of the first lunar monthWords: 2538Update Time: 24/01/12 01:07:09
Gui was moving his hands and feet in the dojo, and the other two seemed not to know.

At the same time, on Tianshan Mountain, Gong Jiuqiong stood beside the huge magic circle, looking at Kun swimming around in the fish tank and blowing bubbles in the middle.

Master Bao stood behind him and asked seriously: "Are you really going to do this?"

Gong Jiuqiong turned back and smiled at him: "Then tell me, do we have any other options?"

"..." Mr. Bao was silent for a moment, "No."

Hongjun Daozu, who followed the Immortal Law, spent the most power of the Law on them when creating creatures.

Just like the first child, when raising them, they always want to give them the best. Later, they just let the older one take care of the younger one, and they can do whatever they want.

Even Nuwa just kneaded a batch with her own hands. Later, when she lost interest and turned into work, she just dipped tree sticks in mud and tossed them, without caring about the quality.

Gong Jiuqiong and Bao Ye have the most immortal laws in their bodies. If they want to take back the power of the laws, the first priority is to take their lives.

No one would leave a large portion of food uneaten when they are very hungry, and instead go to the ground to lick sesame seeds.

Gong Jiuqiong turned his head, looked at the Kun, and said calmly: "Let's start the formation and offer his things to our ancestor."

Taoist Hongjun just wants to get back the power that belongs to him. As long as his request is met, the first batch of creatures he created can survive and continue to manage this world as the Great Heavenly Lord.

Master Bao lowered his eyes, stepped on the magic circle, and walked step by step towards Kun in the middle.

Behind him, Gong Jiuqiong said: "The Three Realms are like a game, and we are the characters in the game, maybe the BOSS, or maybe the protagonist."

"But it's never the person who owns the console, the player. If the console is destroyed, everything in the game is gone."

"Bang!" The game console in his hand made an explosion sound, and the game console was dark and twisted, emitting a puff of light smoke.

Gong Jiuqiong raised his head, looked at the defensive dome of Tianshan Mountain, and said quietly: "Abao, even if the stand-alone game is saved, as long as the game console is destroyed, it will surely perish."

"The game console cannot be turned on unless it is charged, and it will always be stuck in the dark."

"Online games are also in the hands of others. We are just game characters, created and given life to live in this small world."

"Player, control this."

Master Bao looked back at him and said coldly: "It's not me who broke your game console this time. You won't be reimbursed when you buy a new one."

"..." Gong Jiuqiong lowered his head and looked at him deeply, "If I had known, I should have asked Destiny's son to give me a hundred game consoles in the name of business negotiation before he entered the dojo."

"It's a pity that it will be difficult to find a kid like this who knows how to do business in the future." He was extremely regretful.

Master Bao rolled his eyes at him and walked to the middle of the magic circle. His whole body glowed golden and melted like a liquid, submerging into the magic circle.

The golden light spread along the magic pattern, and soon the entire magic circle changed from white light to golden light.

Kun in the fish tank in the center of the formation seemed to have been electrocuted. He kept rolling and jumping in the water. He tried to jump out of the fish tank several times, but he always encountered the flashing golden light and was knocked back into the fish tank.

Gong Jiuqiong took out his new game console and sat cross-legged beside the magic circle. While playing from the first level, he said to himself: "Qing Ling, this time you got your wish."

The alien bureau stopped in the cabin of Tianshan Island Pier. Director Qingling suddenly raised his head, looking through everything seriously, looking in the direction of Tianshan.

"As the Emperor of Heaven, this is your duty. It took so long to make a decision. It really took too long." She said coldly, as if she was answering Gong Jiuqiong's words.

The Supreme Saint White Jade Turtle Platform Nine Spirits Tai Zhen Wu Ji Our Lady Yao Chi Great Saint Xi Wang Jin Mu Supreme Qing Ling Yuan Jun Yu Qun Immortals Great Heavenly Lord is the god in charge of punishments, disasters and epidemics.

Even if she comes to the mortal world, she is still the most loyal creature to Hongjun Daozu.

As long as Dao Ancestor can return to his original state, all those fakes in Heaven will be surrounded and suppressed.

The mortal world will return to the fairyland.

Director Qingling looked ahead coldly. In order to save the Immortal Realm and return it to its original state, and to restore Dao Ancestor, all sacrifices are worth it.

The dojo became extra exciting.

Both demon gods were tampering secretly, but Pangu looked heartless and slept as if he was dead.

And he had already used the little chance he had to get involved in the dojo to find the person he wanted to see the most.

No. 1 was sitting on the bow of the boat, looking at the tiny ball of fire floating in front of him. It was so small, as if he could blow it out with just one breath.

[Why I gave you the name: One, because you are my most trustworthy and loyal warrior, the only one who exists. 】

[Kill all the descendants of Pangu. They dare to offend you, my strongest warrior. From now on, you will be the only descendant of Pangu. 】

[Retrieve my power, and you will become my deputy god, a new demon god. 】

No. 1 smiled, "I obey your orders, great Taoist ancestor, my life was created by you, and everything about me is yours."

The fire only lasted for a few seconds, and then disappeared after getting his reply.

"Ha." No. 1's smile widened and he let out a mocking chuckle.

At this time, a strange smell suddenly appeared in the dojo, and even the air filled with seawater moisture felt distorted.

After a while, calm returned.

At this time, all the fishermen and fish monsters on the boat stared dumbfounded at the back of the mermaid boat boss on the bow. Their fish faces had incredible expressions on their faces.

No. 1 did not look back, but quietly took out the sickle and scraped the fish's tail with the small sickle.

Pieces of colorful fish scales flashed in the sun, falling down like coins.

The fish monsters did not dare to move. They just continued to swing the fishing rod as they were, but they were all looking at the fish monsters around them.

Their eyes were full of horror and confusion, and then turned into fanaticism.

In the deep sea, the half-saw shark and half-human Kitchen God Siming suddenly showed a shocked expression.

He looked up at the resting mortal camp in the distance and hesitated, but the fanaticism in his heart still prevailed over his reason.

The Kitchen God Siming called the gods aside and started transmitting messages to them.

【impossible! Is it really him? 】

【Yes. 】

[Meaning that he has regained his strength? 】

[It shouldn't be possible. He hasn't noticed that the Kitchen God has recognized him yet. 】

【You're thinking……】

[Don’t you think that if this thing is done, even if the Jade Emperor doesn’t show any sign of it, we have done something great. 】

【He is one! 】

[How about leaving two of you here, and the others coming with me? 】

【……】

【I go. 】

【I am coming too. 】

Everyone agreed. Those heavenly soldiers and generals would not tell them first, otherwise what if someone is not of the same mind as everyone.

After the arrangements were made, the Kitchen God Siming quietly took the other seven gods with him, crossed the rocks and left the battlefield.

They swam to a place out of sight in the trench and quickly swam toward the surface.

On the sea, No. 1 suddenly looked back at the fish monster on the deck, and all the fish monsters also looked at him at the same time.

Time seemed to freeze, and there was a brief silence on the deck.

Number One laughed, "In order to prevent you from recognizing me, your memory of me has been locked. Could it be that the change just now restored your memory?"

He turned around, jumped up with his legs still stained with fish scales, and landed lightly on the deck.

The small sickle in his hand quickly grew in size, and the tip fell on the deck, "Bang."

With a peaceful smile on his face, No. 1 looked at the group of fish monsters and said, "Since you recognize me, I can't let you go."

The fish monsters were immediately frightened, and they all ran towards the stern of the boat holding the fishing rods that they could not throw away.

No. 1 smiled and dragged the scythe, walking towards them step by step with bare feet. The tip of the scythe scraped a deep mark on the deck, and he did not even release any pressure, which already made the fish monster frightened.