The secret often lies in common sense.
Raipal is now "earth" and Miss Shu is "tree".
A native of all things, the reason why Miss Shu becomes more courageous as she fights is because every time she fights with Lai Pal, she is not really fighting, but absorbing nutrients.
All of this is thanks to the fairy pill that Lai Pa'er took before the war started.
, an extraordinary grade black elixir, refined with nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of goblin things. After taking it, you can use the power of the earth to transform into a body of clay.
Lai Pa'er swallowed one as soon as he came up, originally to restrain Lu Ran's chest, but he didn't expect to be caught by Miss Shu.
Cursing secretly in his heart, Lai Pa'er recited the "Art of Creation" and had no choice but to use magic weapons to block it first.
As soon as the curse came out, he retreated and squatted in front of Miss Shu. He was hit by several swords at first, but he was about to be unable to withstand it.
However, just as the big gourd was swaying and about to fall, the situation suddenly changed.
The big gourd grew hands, many hands.
These hands grasped the sword Miss Shu extended, squeezed it hard, and held it tightly.
Miss Shu felt as if someone had grabbed her hands and feet, her whole body tensed up, and she made strange sounds like "squeaking" and "squeaking" like branches breaking.
The so-called, does not mean that this gourd will bring suffering to people, but the name of this big gourd is called suffering.
So this big gourd then had a mouth and eyes on its upper belly, and its appearance was indeed "suffering".
Miss Tree was caught off guard and had to sacrifice those branches and leaves to free herself from those monsters.
The two half-living creatures each took a step back and looked at each other.
One made a rustling sound, the other whirred strangely, and they started fighting again, completely ignoring the other two people on the stage who should be the protagonists of this fight.
Lu Ran didn't have Miss Shu in his hand, and wanted to attack, but he had no idea for a moment. He could only watch as Lai Pa'er's figure suddenly grew bigger, and thick mud came out of his body. The mud became thicker and thicker, layer by layer. It looks like a mud house.
Want to be a turtle?
Of course Lu Ran wouldn't wait there, he stretched out his big hands and feet to tear the mud house to pieces with his bare hands.
After thinking about it, they all shrank back.
This orange body was a gift from Madoka Mando to himself, and he did not want it to be stained by the filth in front of him.
So he stepped back, put his hands in his hands, shook his legs, and waited there.
So the three thousand immortals, seventy-two waiters, thirty-six core immortals, several heavenly kings, two disciples of the Supreme Being, and even the Supreme Leader himself could only wait there.
Except for the two semi-living creatures, they were still going back and forth, fighting endlessly on the stage.
Historian Qu Fang hid his hand under his long beard, gently twirling his gray beard tail, trying hard to think in his memory, confirming that in the more than 1,800 years since the Great Jiao was held, this scene in front of him had never happened before. There are precedents.
He could only mutter to himself: "This random player is really capable. Facing such a strong enemy, he is quite humble and humble. He can be so patient. He can wait like this." If you go on, it’s really worthy of being written down in the history of my teaching.”
The Insightful Lord next to him disagreed and said with a smile: "I can bet Qu Changshi that this person is definitely not being humble, but there is a problem here."
Lord Insight pointed at his head, and Lord Qianshui Xie Mian beside him saw it and just sneered from the tip of his nose without saying anything.
Taoist Heitian was in trouble at this time. One of his hands that operated behind the scenes had already been stretched out, but Lu Ran stopped it abruptly.
This pause suddenly made him hesitate. Helping Lu Ran was the original order of the teacher. But the teacher was here now and he wanted to take action. Would it disturb his elegance?
Then, let’s wait a little longer.
Taoist Heitian did not dare to look back, but just glanced sideways at the Great Immortal Huaihuang. Huaihuang was staring intently at the lotus platform, staring at Lu Ran, with a somewhat worried look on his face.
Huaihuang seems to be waiting too.
In short, starting from the VIP seats, because Lu Ran was waiting, everyone was waiting. During the waiting process, the whole place began to be filled with an indescribable sense of exhaustion. This sense of exhaustion even greatly exceeded the experience of the Supreme Leader. The sense of oppression and tension made these immortals who were accustomed to nothingness suddenly feel very bored.
That deep feeling of emptiness after something is done.
Time passed like this breath by breath, and emptiness hit me layer by layer.
On the field, it seemed that only three people were still in high spirits, waiting for the result to appear.
Jiao Zun, Lu Ran and Lai Paer.
Three people whose faces could not be seen at this time.
Master, don't move.
Lu Ran, during the waiting process, sang and danced.
Lai Pa'er was anxious in the mud tire center.
He regretted it very much. He needed to spend a quarter of an hour to drain out the magic power of the previous elixir in this thin mud body, and then fill it with a new elixir.
As a genius alchemist, what Lai Pa'er lacked most in the past years was actually concentration and patience.
But now, it was the most unstable moment in his life.
Because within this quarter of an hour, as long as Lu Ran wanted to, he could ignore his century-old cultivation and kill himself at will.
So why didn't Lu Ran move?
Not only did he not move, but he seemed to be waiting?
No, he wasn't waiting, he was toying with me, asking me to let my guard down, and then take me by surprise and humiliate me.
In this way, player No. 444 can better show his outstanding insight and good attitude in front of everyone.
He was enjoying the attention of the audience and the satisfaction of crushing his opponent to death.
Through the mud tire, Lai Pa'er could only see Lu Ran, who was wearing a large orange suit, wandering and lingering around him like a ball of dancing flames, and singing some strange hometown ditty.
If the flames come too close, I will die.
If the fire comes, I will die.
Surrounded by flames, I will die.
Lai Pa'er remained motionless, only breaking out in cold sweat and then hot sweat.
He stared at the flames in front of him.
He counted the hours.
He kept recalling things from his past that he thought he had almost forgotten.
He is waiting for the moment of his death.
Time has never seemed so long.
Raipal almost broke all his teeth.
But death did not come.
The flame is really waiting.
There are actually people in this world who, on such an important occasion, gave up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Lai Pal couldn't believe all this and wiped away a handful of tears mixed with mud.
Then he took out another top-quality black elixir and swallowed it in one gulp. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was not enough. He poured the other elixirs on his hand into his hand. Without looking at them, he poured them all into his mouth and chewed them up.
Lai Pa'er roared and burst out of the mud tire.
Exactly a quarter of an hour passed.
Lu Ran, who was waiting, said something and turned his head.
