Thanks to the previous Artifact Workshop, the player's productivity level has increased dramatically, and it takes little time for the new Artifact to be crafted and placed alongside the eight-armed statue they have confiscated.

New spells were distributed, and each sect was assigned a varying number of statues, ready to summon clones.

According to the instruction manual given by the black technology, they started to practice according to the above needs, and the mysterious spells were sung, so that the interior of each sect was filled with wonderful sounds.

Looking at the scene in front of them, the children of the Immortal Village stared at everything here with wide eyes, their eyes full of curiosity.

The old people watched the children's reaction and knew that the general trend had become inevitable and could not be avoided.

The disciples of Tianzun have incredible imagination and creativity, and they can innovate the existing techniques to make them work better for them.

It is not difficult to create simple spells, but it is the little bit of ingenuity that is not uncommon among the disciples, which is why they can continue to come up with various ideas and then carry them forward.

Children love it, and their curiosity pushes them to learn and understand the minds of the disciples before being assimilated by their minds.

This kind of thinking should have been regarded as a fallacy, but they are disciples of Tianzun, and their strength and numbers are also superior, and there will be a change in the original thinking of the Immortal Village, but it is difficult to say whether this change is good or bad.

Regardless, for now, the changes they've brought are at least good.

"Times are changing." The people of Changkong Dao couldn't help but sigh, "Perhaps, I should really go to bear fruit." ”

It didn't take long for the players' ritual to end.

Black water overflows from the statue, and a mandatory ritual summons the Adversary's doppelganger through the statue.

The power of these clones comes from the monarch to which he is attached, and behind his clones is the emotional power he has scavenged from hundreds of small worlds.

These powers are the energy that Xi Demon Zun uses to change the monarch's physique, and they are the source of mana that he has accumulated for a long time.

Now, these powers have been forcibly used to create a clone of the Demon Venerable, and have descended in front of every player who has performed the ritual.

As soon as he arrived, before he could start to say his lines, the players' spells swarmed up and slashed the descending clones into a gray mist.

Looking at the clone that didn't even hold up for a second, the players said dissatisfiedly: "It's so weak." ”

"It's just that a thousand attacks are seconds, which is really not enough to see."

"And if you don't drop the equipment, it's boring to cut it."

"Less nonsense, keep chopping."

The destruction of a clone will not actually have much impact on the accumulation of the Demon Venerable.

However, the speed of the players is too fast, and the number of players who are engaged in activities at the same time is too large, and there will be hundreds of clone summons every second, so that the emotional power accumulated by the Demon Venerable is constantly consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Xi Mozun found out that the situation was wrong, most of his accumulated strength had already gone.

The demonic qi pool that was still tumbling demonic qi before has now disappeared by more than half, and seeing that the fierce man has reduced so many reserves, Xi Mozun can't laugh at all at this time.

Immediately looking for the reason for the leak, he was surprised to find that someone was frantically summoning his clone, and then when his clone did not react, he directly destroyed it, resulting in the damage of his demonic qi.

Upon discovering this problem, he immediately changed his summoning method so that his remaining accumulation would not be lost.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he noticed that the clone continued to be summoned, and the speed seemed to be getting faster.

After some deduction, he found that the other party had also changed the way of summoning, thus bypassing his own restrictions and continuing to summon.

Knowing this, Xi Mozun was furious.

Taking the remaining demonic qi into his own hands, he cut off the relationship between the demonic qi at hand and the outside world, but the remaining demonic qi was only a quarter of what it was before, which made him grit his teeth with hatred.

When did these old immortals of the immortal village become so smart.

And judging from the summoning technique, the scale of the other party is likely to have reached more than 100,000 people, does this mean that the people of the Immortal Village have mastered a new breeding method and are now ready to use themselves to establish power.

The demonic qi could not be condensed for the time being, and the new demonic qi would soon be taken away by this strange summoning method, and the ability that he was proud of before became his shackles at this moment, completely locking him here.

"Damn, can't wait!"

He originally wanted to accumulate enough strength before going to the people of the Immortal Village to settle accounts, but judging from the current situation, the other side also has its own skills and the ability to compete with him.

The longer it drags on, the worse the situation will turn against you. Only by fighting quickly can we have a chance of winning.

After figuring it out, Xi Mozun began to act.

A large amount of demonic energy poured into his current body, and the power of joy began to transform the monarch's body, so that his body continued to adapt to the power of demonic energy, and began to become unrecognizable.

His skin was stained with a layer of bronz, and the muscles in his body began to grow wildly, making his flesh unusually tall.

With a cracking sound, six openings opened in the back of the monarch's body, and eight arms emerged from his back, protecting him in blood.

His clothes could no longer support his burly figure, and pieces of his clothes were torn, revealing the strong, perfect inhuman body underneath.

The remaining demonic qi manifested again, turning into eight weapons, including knives, spears, halberds, rings, parting hooks, chaotic heavenly ayas, Qiankun swords, and guillotine locks, which he held in his hands one by one.

Even the sides of the face have changed, two identical faces emerge from both sides, each emitting a strange grin, showing the joy of this moment.

Although it has not yet reached the level of an immortal, it should be enough to deal with the current situation.

After all, the current cultivators in the Immortal Village are definitely less than 100,000, and they are more than enough in the past now, but it is a pity that the demonic qi has been consumed too much by those people, otherwise they will definitely be able to break through to the immortal level, and the past words will be more secure.

After laughing for a long time, Xi Mozun dispatched.

With his hands on his chest, he flew into his dormitory and descended directly into the Immortal Village through the dormitory.

The Xi Demon Venerable who descended from the sky was like a god descending, the white bones in front of him were the bridge, and the demonic energy behind him was flying, most of the sky was shrouded in his demonic energy, and most of the villages could see his supreme and majestic body.

Floating in mid-air, he found himself in the place where a group of people were performing the summoning ceremony.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Xi Demon Venerable, these cultivators were all shocked, pointing at the Xi Demon Venerable in the air and shouting, "Brothers, the plot is playing here!" ”

"Bold, dare to speak at the deity!"

With a chuckle, more than a dozen players on the ground were directly blown into powder and scattered in the wind.

Looking at the gray cultivator, Xi Demon Venerable felt infinite happiness rising in his body, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

It's been a long time.

It's been too long since I killed a cultivator.

The joy of killing was so fascinating that it made his bones almost crispy.

Mortals also need to stay to provide emotions, and killing is like crushing an ant, which is no fun at all.

Only by crushing these abominable cultivators can we feel this supreme pleasure.

The joy of thinking that those cultivators also have family members, and that it may take several years of hard work to achieve a single cultivation, and that they can be wiped out in the blink of an eye, is simply indescribable.

Destruction is the highest level of entertainment!

With a palm, the Taoist temple in front of him was turned into ashes by him, and the huge Taoist temple disappeared, and even the mountain here was cut into flat ground by him.

This will be the cemetery of the Immortal Village, where the ashes of all the practitioners will be collected, and he will use their ashes to build a new palace for himself, so as to announce to the world:

I, the Joy Demon Venerable, are back!

Not long after, the second group of cultivators came.

Looking at the cultivator who was like a fly, the smile on Xi Demon Venerable's face became brighter and brighter.

"Come on, my little cuties! Make me happier! ”

Two days later......

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The Joy Demon Venerable on the ground has been beaten into a pile of mud, and he can barely make out a human form, and only his mouth can move freely at the moment.

It's also thanks to his good physical fitness, and you can see that he used to be a person if he pinched it, and it's hard to say if he was someone else.

His additional six arms have been removed, and many players took photos next to his body, and some players looked at Xi Mozun at this time and sighed: "No, I haven't enjoyed it." ”

"Yes, it's rare to meet a boss who can sing, dance and play basketball, but it's a pity that it won't work after a few rounds."

"He still has too little AOE skills."

"It can't have unlimited battery life, and there's no out-of-war setting."

"Actually, there are, but unfortunately when I wanted to run, I was pulled back directly."

"It's too, but it's still weak, and I'm looking forward to the next time Fangcheng Studio's planning to give a stronger boss over."

The Changkong Daoist looked at the current Xi Mozun, and he didn't smoke a single puff of the cigarette in the pipe in his hand, and he contributed all to nature.

The hundred-year-old enemy of the Immortal Village was actually planted at this time, which was something he had never dared to think of before.

However, looking at the surrounding black pressure, still rushing up, and wanting to whip the corpse of the Tianzun disciples, he couldn't help but sigh that it was normal to have this ending.

You may be able to conquer a small world by yourself, but you may not be able to conquer millions of cultivators by yourself.

Moreover, these cultivators are all armed to the teeth, and they can be resurrected quickly after being killed, anyway, if they are Changkong Dao people, he has no confidence to fight against these people.

Xi Mozun has been beaten unconscious, and he can't even say cruel words.

However, although it looks quite miserable now, the people of Changkong Dao know that this guy is very troublesome, and being beaten down now does not mean that he will always be like this in the future, if he is not restricted, he will make a comeback in the future.

But soon, he found himself overthinking.

Invisible mana fell from the sky and pinched the head of the Demon Venerable, and the will of the Demon Venerable was completely destroyed at this moment, leaving nothing behind.

Realizing that it was Tianzun who made a move, the Changkong Daoist finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting down the cigarette stick, he saluted respectfully and said softly: "Thank you Tianzun." ”

In the studio, Fang Cheng withdrew his hand.

Xi Mozun finally got retribution, and his anger disappeared.

However, although the Joy Demon Venerable has been ambushed, the influence of the Joy Demon Zun is still there, and players need to fight through small worlds to save those who have been eroded by the Joy Demon Zun.

National battles are waiting for them to fight, and fierce battles will last for a long time, but these have nothing to do with him.

Pinching his chin, Fang Cheng began to wonder if there was something wrong with this world.

Why do you always have accidents?

Or is it wrong to think about yourself?

After thinking hard for a long time, Fang Cheng felt as if he had entered a bottleneck, and it was time to ask.

Opening the B that he hadn't been on for a long time, Fang Cheng asked sincerely: [I feel that the games I have made recently are always unsatisfactory, what should I do?] 】

After a while, someone came to answer the question.

[I think this issue should be viewed dialectically. Most of the reason why the game doesn't do well is because there is no good chair, and I recommend the ETX ergonomic chair here, which is ......]

Seeing that the first answer was to come over to advertise, Fang Cheng felt that the current B was even stranger than his gamers.

Finding that there was no value here, Fang Cheng came directly to the game inn, and then asked his own question.

Nowadays, the game inn has a trend of diversification, and in the case of the main game, other sections are gradually opening up, and attracting a lot of people with related interests.

After all, it's always free, no members, and everyone is treated equally.

And the administrator Squirrel One, Two, and Three is quite dedicated, and all kinds of small functions are being developed every day, making the operation here smoother and smoother.

Ads are blocked as soon as they appear, and there is a lot of traffic every day, so it's a place where questions can be answered quickly.

It can be seen that the three squirrels are really doing well.

And when Fang Cheng raised his own question, he was quickly answered.

[It is recommended to play a good game to find inspiration, I recommend Fangcheng Studio's "Healer" here, my favorite is found here. 】

[Chen Rang, you are on the tuba. 】

[I also recommend playing the games of Fangcheng Studio, which can start with some basic games.] 】

[Agreed, you can try the recent "Sunrise", which is currently in the opening war, and it is very enjoyable to fight. 】

[Or "Princess Dungeon 2" can also be ......]

Looking at the opinions, Fang Cheng felt that it didn't seem to work here.

Still, a few of these pieces of advice inspired him.

[If you feel that you can't make the game you want to do, it should be that your own accumulation is not enough.] Why don't you go for some exciting real-life projects and find inspiration? 】

[Indeed, and now that virtual reality technology is developing well, you can try to find inspiration from here.] 】

After reading the answers one by one, Fang Cheng felt that what the other party said made sense.

It's time to go get some material.

(End of chapter)