"It's fighting again!!" Someone shouted, "Run, run to the city wall area, the last time the city wall area was safe." ”

Everyone in the entire Central area was excited.

"It must be a private visit from the saint's microservice! Could it be that it has already arrived? ”

"It's an assassination! It's an assassination!! ”

But what they didn't expect was that it was the local yamen that moved faster than them, and it seemed that they had been prepared.

Arks that have not yet been sold, carrying these cities and families living in the Central Ring, quickly came to the walls of the Outer Ring.

A circular Colosseum was formed again.

"What a bunch of waste, they have all left the capital, and they don't dare to make a move on my own body when they treat my law."

Looking at this group of descending enemies, the saint's face suddenly flashed with a fanatical smile, "Or do you think that your ontology may not even be able to defeat my law form?" ”

"Or are you dead at all? The body can't do without the tomb, just thinking that he is still alive? ”

He raised one hand, looked at the sky and grabbed it, and pinched and exploded a one-mind law phase that came from the attack.

Chang Wudao's huge figure pressed the ground and sneered: "You are the dead man, why don't you leave the capital?" I'm afraid that you can't get out, you can only come out of the law, you are a bound spirit. ”

Chang Wudao looked at the other party with a contemptuous gaze.

He felt that the other party was really pathetic.

A dead man, a groundbound spirit, but he thinks he is alive.

An intellectually crushing sense of superiority rose in his heart.

And Xin Xichen also flashed a trace of contempt:

"I want to sit in the capital, I can't go out, and you ignore the fact that you are a dead person, the logic is flawed, no matter how you say it, you can't understand, it's really pitiful!"

There is also a sense of superiority in his tone, "I don't know that I am dead, I am alive like a clown, a dead man, bound to the earth, I feel that I am still alive." ”

Obviously, it completely annoyed Chang Wudao.

That's obviously what I'm going to say to you!

It seems that this last saint is logically flawed, and it doesn't make sense at all.

But it's also.

What do you say to such a wretched person?

It's just a remnant thought, a suicide note before his death.

"Just an old saint, and look at my magic."

Chang Wudao let out a low roar.

Laugh at!!!

A pillar of blood-red light suddenly rose into the sky, and the qi waves erupted in a continuous stream.

The people of Central had already been evacuated, and the entire building in Central disintegrated in an instant, turning into powder, melting into a cloud of smoke and dust that dissipated with the wind.

Cardamom Hong, Xin Yi Baifan, Xin Yiyun, and others had already hidden in the shadows of the city wall, watching this battle.

This horrific scene shocked everyone on the circular walls of the "Colosseum".

The huge figures broke through the heavy clouds in the sky, and countless air currents and clouds swirled around their bodies at high speed, forming vortices one after another, and they could barely see the figures.

Chang Wudao only fought for a few moments, obviously defeated, and suddenly roared, "There is a way, there is a way, there is a way, humanity, the royal way"

With a low roar, he stepped out of another figure that respected my realm.

"For countless years, these are the descendants cultivated by the deity, and then occupy their bodies."

Chang Wudao sneered, licked his lips, and showed a hint of excitement in his eyes:

"I have accumulated six essences to transform me, how should Your Excellency deal with it?"

Chang Wudao's eyes lit up with a bloody red light.

And Xin Xichen just glanced at him, indifferent in his heart.

The existence of these tombstones is basically like this.

When he dies, he almost doesn't have the ability to grow, so he uses the law to serve private interviews, cultivate young geniuses, develop forces, and then kill the other party to control them.

In the script, there are often adventures and remnants, mysterious masters, and ancient powers

Actually, there is.

It's all these ancient tomb monsters, fishing for those young geniuses and doing these insidious things.

"However, the few he has cultivated over the years should be able to burn a batch."

Xin Xichen smiled, indifferent in his heart.

It's just a dead man.

He fished Chang Wudao, and knew that he was the first to come.

It's just a primer for the royal family, and he thinks that the first time he made a move on the royal family, he has long forgotten the memory of his countless deaths.

At the height of the royal family, those arrogant guys who had the courage to attack the royal family basically fell into their trap!

One by one, they were ambushed, assassinated, and all kinds of traps were set up to trick them into going out.

Only those tomb owners who know how to forbear and never attack their royal family have not killed them once!

What he wants to watch out for are these forbearant people who have never killed cunning people who don't know the details.

But it was precisely because of the other party's forbearance that he was easily sure that the other party would not dare to attack at will.

Only such reckless men who are unscrupulous as usual will attack.

"How pathetic"

The eyes of this last saint were faintly cold:

"Those who have the opportunity to kill me dare not come to besiege and kill those who don't have the opportunity to kill me will come, this is the logic, the inherent logic, it was like this more than 100,000 years ago, and it is the same now!"

Xin Xichen slowly raised his hand and said lightly: "The dead person who has already been touched is recorded in the royal archives, so why be afraid?" ”

Thundered!

On the ground in Central, eight towers have once again risen to the ground.

Chang Wudao vaguely felt that it was not good, the other party only released a high tower before, obviously luring people over?

He has already built nine of them.

However, there are only nine seats, and it is obvious that it is far from being formed.

I saw that in the next second, eight ancestors of the city wall in the outer ring entered the middle ring and settled in the tower.

Earthbinders have a limited range.

They can't go to the Inner Ring, and the limit of movement is the Middle Ring, so build these towers in the Middle Ring.

Whoa!

A figure is stationed in the tower.

And the thousands of ancestors of the city wall behind him poured energy into the towers one after another, gathering on the bodies of those defense towers.

And the sword fairy also sat in the middle of a defense tower.

"Boom!"

The sword fairy shouted.

The energy of the outer ring wall was injected into the nine defense towers in the central ring, and the nine defense towers formed a circle, and the light edges rotated and converged on the sword fairy's body.

"Slash!"

With an earth-shattering sword light fell.

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Originally, a joint attack was originally at most a serious injury to the Transformation Realm.

Even a group of one-minded sect leaders with a batch of artifacts can resist.

But the current power has directly killed a Dharma Statue that transforms my realm.

"This is just nine defense towers, and it has been raised a notch"

Just when Chang Wudao thought that this was the end, a scarecrow quickly covered the Dharma of the Fallen Realm, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest.

An unprecedented scarecrow king has stood up!

And that's not all, the nine defense towers, the machine spirits are still flashing terrifying whispers, hiding, and roaring.

This defense tower has no machine spirit at all.

It's the chaotic sound of madness.

The reason comes from a proposal of the pilgrims:

"Although this machine spirit, the anthropomorphic technique is excellent, but have you ever thought about the opposite, don't look so much like a human, and make it very unhuman."

"It may not be very humane to drive the machine spirit crazy, inject a lot of resentment, residual thoughts, resentment and lose your mind, but it is also a way."

Players learn from experience.

Isn't this the old folks when the three flowers bloom?

Crazy and crazy, full of "three flowers", "open the immortal gate", "I have become a Taoist".

They're going to make a gamer version of the old folks' babbling.

Thereupon.

They've driven a player's machine spirit crazy!

Stuff the soul of the machine spirit into the pain, torture, and whispering of each player before they die.

The nine towers, in fact, all share a delirious instrumental spirit, and they are all chanting spells frantically.

"Hahaha!"

"Swim, swim! ~”

"Brother, you are so fragrant."

"Goo-goo! ~”

"Who am I? Who am I? ”

It was like eighteen layers of hell, and on the nine towers, the turbid remnants of the players before they died seemed to be an extremely eerie resentment picture.

The black smoke billowed from it, and the nine monks on the nine defense towers regained their energy and seemed to be starting to breed the next wave of attacks.

"Not good!"

Chang Wudao's face changed slightly.

"I know you're all watching the show, so help me now!"

It's a pity that the entire battlefield didn't respond at all.

He was left alone

Dark.

Several powerful ancient tombs existed, silently watching this scene.

"Chang Wudao, it's really sad, they're all dead, but they still think they're alive."

"The same is true of the last saint, who was already dead when the dynasty fell, and still alive with grudges, thinking that he had not yet been defeated."

"Two beings are ridiculing each other for being dead, it's funny!!"

The existence in these shadows has a sense of intellectual superiority, high above.

It felt like it was crushing them.

Only he is still hiding in the tomb and living, watching the changes of the times, the clouds are rolling around, and even witnessing these two dead people, just two earth-bound spirits, are carrying out a ridiculous farce!

And why do they know that Chang Wudao is dead?

It's because in the era of the Salary Dynasty, they hid in the shadows, and when they saw that Chang Wudao was like this today, they went out recklessly.

In the end, he was besieged and killed alive by the salary dynasty!

"It's just a pathetic logical creature."

Someone sneered: "If he is clear-minded, he will be tricked into the trap once, and he can be tricked into it countless times." ”

"I'm the only one who is different."

His voice was majestic and ancient, "I witnessed him being besieged and killed, how do you know that this time it was not a trap to kill?" ”

"He was cheated out, but I won't be cheated out."

"He just killed a batch of Fa Xiang, don't care about him, our side won't lose money, it's better to let these dead people explore the old background of this saint."

They are surprisingly steady.

But they don't know that they are scolding each other's inherent logic, why aren't they themselves abiding by the inherent logic?

Someone is rushing according to logic.

Someone is following logic.

They were cautious and did not dare to make a move lightly, and they were also guessed thoroughly by this pilgrim

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The real living people of the present day silently watched this scene.

The old ancestor of the Cardamom family smiled: "I can already guess that at this moment, many ancient beings have fallen into joy, bringing a sense of superiority, watching the dead fight, and they are still alive. ”

"And this sense of superiority belongs only to those of us who are alive." An ancient being of the other side of the family spoke.

Xin Yi, who was in a white robe, said with a smile: "We can't just make a move, we are a family of living people, we have bonds, if we are beaten into a thief, it will be difficult for this saint to encircle and suppress afterwards." ”

Everyone looked at Xin Yi and couldn't laugh or cry: "You are clearly speaking for your own family." ”

Xin Yi smiled, "You don't want to attack either, do you?" Our Xin Yi family has reached the top, old friends, he is still the king of Kyushu, why make all that mess? ”

That's true for the families of the other eight continents.

It's not impossible to change to a saint!

This saint is the Xinyi family, he knows the roots, why bother?

The big family will almost always choose to be steady, rather than aggressive!

What's more, they are now at the top, what are the benefits to be gained by venturing further?

To fight for the position of saint?

But that's too slim.

It's better to continue to be one of the nine kings of the world!

What they have to do is to defend the foundation that has already stood at the top, and even to defend against the thief.

At this time.

When everyone saw this scene, they all laughed and laughed, looking at that group of dead people full of superiority, feeling that their IQ was crushing them, and their minds occupied the high ground.

At this moment, a handsome young man of the Rose family spoke quietly:

"You laugh at the superiority of those dead, how do you know that we are not dead now, we and they are all superior clowns who think they are alive?"

Suddenly, everything fell silent.

The sense of superiority in my heart suddenly disappeared, and the few people present returned to the dilemma of whether I was dead or not.

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