Falling like a weightless bubble, the young steppe elf looked at the strange world beyond the bubble, looking at the strange and disgusting creatures with curiosity and unease.

A voice came, Luo Luo adjusted his body, and saw a big man dressed strangely, he had long black hair, clothes like robes, wide cuffs and floor-length hems, Luo Luo didn't know what he was talking about, but it should be very pleasant to think about it.

But in the next second, joy turned into a wail, and Lolo noticed that his limbs began to transform, his fingers turned into synapses, his shoes fell off in the transformation, revealing purple flesh, and the clothes on his body began to dissolve, revealing a slow but determined process of transformation.

Lolo covered his face as he saw the terrible barbs grow from the already thick organ, and saw the sturdy body turn into purple flesh, and finally the terrible creature whose whole body had transformed into purple flesh wailed and flew off into the distance.

Then, as if breaking through something, Luo Luo began to feel his speed increase, and the bubble outside his body began to burn, and through the clouds, Luo Luo saw the earth, the city, and the clear sky.

"10 meters. ”

In a trance, Luo Luo suddenly thought of the conversation between his good friend Nanamo.

"What?"

"10 meters, that's calculated, the average speed of our steppe elves when they fall from the sky. ”

"What do you usually pay attention to, Nanamo. ”

"Because I want to know how long it will take for Lolo in Sky City to meet me every day. ”

Ah, yes, I don't know if I can see you again, my friend, Luo Luo, who came down every day in a traffic boat to play with his friends, thought so, and then looked at the ground that was getting closer and closer, and he passed out.

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"It's the first time I've come to the famous competition, how is it, aren't you nervous, little ones. The senior sister who led the team stood in front of the gangway and asked with a smile.

"Nervous!" said all the little ones.

Luo Luo wiped his nose, twenty years ago, he came to the plane called Ayarok, became a cute boy called the steppe elf, ten years ago, he came to this world inexplicably on a traffic boat flight, and was finally rescued by a senior sister of his own division, avoiding the end of falling to his death.

What he saw in that bubble turned out to be the ascension of an evil cultivator, and he wouldn't have thought that his ascension would eventually usher in the end of becoming a minion of chaos...... It's really ridiculous, the so-called power, in the end, soared to the sky, but became someone else's dog, this world is really interesting.

"Okay, let's open the gangway, junior sister, let these children go down and see the monk culture of our Datang. The other senior brother said with a smile, so the senior sister opened the door: "One by one, Luo Luo, you are the oldest, you lead the team." ”

"Yes, Senior Sister. Luo Luo was the first to step down from the flying boat, on top of the magic weapon of automatic flipping ladders, Luo Luo saw a large square, some people flew through the sky with magic weapons, there were aliens walking through the downtown area, and in the center of the square, there was a group of monks and nuns walking towards the podium.

Behind them, a large mirage canopy was opening, and countless wrestlers appeared, holding all kinds of musical instruments, such as drums, bells, gongs, horns, and many other instruments that Luo Luo could not name.

I thought it would be some kind of mantra, but when the first bell rang, when the horn was blown, when the big drum was beaten, and when the first phrase of the forty-eight monks and nuns singing was over, Luo Luo almost fell off the magic weapon of the automatic flipping ladder.

Isn't this the fucking puppet ballad from the movie version of Ghost in the Shell...... Wait, why is this song so surprising...... Good?

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"Just now, Cihang Jingzhai forty-eight senni sang really nicely. One of the little ones said.

"Look at it, it seems to be Senior Brother Zongming. Pointing to the huge mirage, a little guy shouted excitedly.

Luo Luo raised his head, and the little guy who had just forgotten the original song of the Buddhist ballad that he didn't know what version of the scripture had just sung saw Senior Brother Zongming in the illusion.

"Datang needs you! Come and participate in the Tang Dynasty Western Regions Protectorate! The Datang Imperial Guard needs every person with lofty ideals!"

Okay, this is the legendary recruitment advertisement.

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"In the west of Datang, there is a country of extraterritorial heavenly demons, these evil creatures want to invade Datang every day, in the east of Datang, self-transformed puppet bones want to invade us all day long, but they are not Datang's henchmen, not extraterritorial heavenly demons, not puppet bones, not even the green-skinned monsters in southern Xinjiang, nor those chaos and evil cultivators who believe in evil gods, the biggest enemy is inside us. "Senior Brother Zongming on the stage was wearing the robe of the Daomen, although he was magnificent, he still had a tiredness that could not be concealed.

"Since my Daomen conquered the paradise of our human race with His Majesty the Founding Emperor of the Tang Dynasty forty thousand years ago, countless sages and heroes have died in the battles against many enemies, but there are still villains who slander us! Those people call themselves Confucian!" said Senior Brother Zong Ming.

"The Confucian Party is divided into two factions of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, self-cultivation has no virtue, no evil, but the official body and the so-called fame cover up its depraved nature, the ordinary art of looking at people and asking for qi can not be explored at all, and the cultivation faction is different from the cultivation of the body, they do not respect the force, but the temperament of the character is the mainstay, but this faction ignores the malignant self-cultivation, and repeatedly makes enemies with our Taoism!"

"Everyone, the road is your own choice, but Zong Ming is better than you, and I ask you to remember the things that you should do as a Daomen. ”

"For the Promised Land!"

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"Speaking of which, Luo Luo, the senior brother over there in the Heavenly Workshop has always had a headache for your battle armor, you haven't grown in size for a long time, I heard the elders in the sect say that you are a foreign race, and you are the only one who is as tall as you?"

"Yes, there are people who are a little taller than me, there are people who are a little shorter than me, and I ...... is the average height of the entire race. Luo Luo crossed his hands on his hips, and with a look on his face, I was the last conscience of Fang Er.

"But the battle armor can't be too small, whether it's the magic circle, or the magic weapon inlay, it's all big trouble, I heard that the senior brother over there in the Tiangong Workshop has already broken the third chest front plate armor for you this month, and it was all wrong when carving the magic circle. ”

"You can't blame me for being small. Looking at the senior sister in front of him, Luo Luo said seriously, in fact, he still wanted to let the black-faced senior brother of the Tiangong Workshop not far away understand that there are some things, even if he beats himself, it will not help.

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"They all say that the evil cultivators are soaring, there are fairies to greet them, and the Dharma gong resounding all over the world, is this really the case?" said the senior sister.

"If they love faith, let them believe. "You don't know that after the cultivators ascended, they were making dogs for those Chaos Evil Gods...... Well, it's not that any evil cultivator can be a dog, for example, the guy he saw when he entered this world, he couldn't even be a dog, he accepted the love of chaos but failed to grasp the opportunity of 'evolution', he could only be a lowest-level chaos egg, there was no reincarnation, and even the soul was imprisoned in the body, even if it was killed, it would be quickly reborn in the chaotic subspace.

"But why don't we envy them?"

"Because our souls, who are bound by gravity, unexpectedly have freedom and self. The old man, who was sweeping the floor outside the main hall, said with a smile.

"Great Elder!" Senior Sister was very surprised.

"Great Elder!" Luo Luo bowed.

"We cultivate immortals, not for genius treasures, not for the sake of getting ahead, for the sake of this world, we have too many enemies, so that we must unite in order to live in such a harsh world, some people have no talent, and we have, so, that's why those mortals worship us, eat the king, and fight for the king. When the elder said this, he raised his head and looked at the two young men: "This is what my master told me, I was only ten years old at that time, and I was just getting started...... You're in good time. ”

"Why?"

"Because a hundred years ago, the tide of death invaded, and Chaos opened the door in the Western Regions, and my generation ushered in a long thirty-year war...... Eleven of the thirteen emperors died in battle, and all of our sects and factions also died...... You've really hit a good time. ”

Watching the Great Elder sweep the fallen leaves and leave, the senior sister looked down at Luo Luo: "What if we also have this day." ”

"Fight to the death. Luo Luo raised his head and looked at his senior sister: "Those cultists may be able to make their dreams come true, but mortals like us have no way out, since they are coming to defile this world, then...... Let's take a step over the corpse before we make a plan. ”

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Luo Luo lowered his head, there was silence in the flying boat, all the senior brothers had already entered the coffin, only him, wearing the smallest battle armor, holding a helmet one size bigger than his head in his hand, and the photo of his senior sister was hanging on the wall.

"Arrived at the location!Luo Luo!" came the voice of the senior brother who controlled the flying boat from the front of the flying boat.

"Got it, turn on the delivery. Lolo said.

Raising his head, looking at the smile of the senior sister on the photo left by the quick photo magic weapon, Luo Luo also smiled.

"Senior sister, our luck is actually not very good, those Confucian self-cultivation faction's pursuit of pleasure finally ignited the divine fire of the new evil god, the chaos evil god named Slaanesh turned the land north of Chang'an into purgatory, and the last Confucian cultivation faction has been submerged in the territorial defense line north of Chang'an...... The Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons opened the door again, and the Chaos had been attacking the Jade Gate Pass for a full ten years, and every year, the list of killed brothers of the same sect was innumerable...... The tide of demise of the puppet bones has swept the Eastern God Thousand Islands, and we have lost the news of the Fusang Islands, but I am afraid that Senior Brother Li and they are already more auspicious. ”

With that, Lolo tossed his helmet aside and stood in the airborne position.

"Those green-skinned monsters don't know what crazy they are doing, and the lives of the south are miserable...... I don't know how the Great Elder is doing in the south...... Senior sister, do you remember what we said back then, in the past ten years, we have been doing our duty, we still haven't given in, and the world has not yet come to the time of sinking. ”

The coffins began to throw the flying boat in turn, Luo Luo closed his eyes, and when he was sent out of the flying boat and entered the air, Luo Luo opened his eyes, and there were brothers and sisters who were manipulating the magic weapon of battle everywhere, and there was flying chaos wailing and screaming everywhere, they chased each other and killed each other, the blood-colored sky, the blood-colored earth, there were large-scale spells on the surface from time to time, or swept or annihilated, the army of chaos was like an endless tide, endlessly washing the defense line formed by mortals with flesh and blood.

"We are...... It's a good time to come. ”