A few words to wake up the dreamer.

No loved ones.

There is no wealth.

There is no love.

There is no ideal.

Even life itself is worthless.

This is a heart-piercing fact.

Chenbei has nothing left at all, so there is nothing to lose.

He was previously swayed by the word "legendary player".

In fact, what about legendary players?

Even if there are thousands of troops in front of them, they are swept in, shouting and shouting and killing.

All he could lose was a rotten life.

The proletarian is fearless, and the fearless are invincible!

The beautiful scenery of this salt lake, the water and the sky, the lake surface is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the bright sunshine.

Chenbei's heart became as calm as the line between water and sky.

It's not the blood of the brave of the horseman.

Nor is it the gloomy and ruthless collapse of despair.

Rather, it strikes a balance between the rational and the emotional.

See the heart, see the sex, see all beings, see the heaven and the earth.

I am heaven and earth!

Chenbei closed his eyes and opened them again, the wounds on his body healed in an instant, and he conjured a long sword out of thin air in his left hand, and held a shotgun in his right hand.

He raised his gun and fired, and it was continuous.

Because he believes that the shotgun in his hand has unlimited ammo at the moment!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gunshots continued to sound and the smoke filled the air, forcing the night madrigal on the opposite side to force back.

"Haha, that's right!"

Night Pastoral laughed, and at some point a shield appeared in his hand, blocking a barrage of gunfire.

Chen Bei rushed forward while firing, and the sword in his left hand suddenly enlarged, turning into a ten-meter giant sword, from top to bottom, slashing down!

This sword directly split the shield on the night herdsman singer in half, and even the arm holding the shield was cut off.

Blood poured into the lake.

This time, it is the turn of the night madrigal!

"Thank you for the reminder, I helped me cut off the shackles in my heart, and as a thank you, I will completely destroy you."

"If you are a spirit, I will destroy you. If you're a soul, I'll let you go! ”

After Chen Bei finished speaking, he replaced the shotgun in his hand with a bazooka, and pressed the trigger on the dark madrigal.

Rumble!

A rocket erupted and exploded in front of it, sending flames and salt water in all directions.

Chenbei has mastered this spiritual power.

In this fictional world.

As long as he thinks he can, that's okay.

So this bazooka also turned into unlimited firepower, directly holding down the trigger and not letting go, a series of rockets flew out, bombarding the front indiscriminately.

Explosions rang out, fires shone brightly, and smoke billowed out.

Suddenly, a cold light pierced the gunsmoke, instantly approaching Chenbei.

It was the night madrigal who attacked with a sword!

His previously injured arm has grown a new one.

Chenbei's expression remained unchanged, and he directly changed his material composition, from flesh and blood to silver metal.

The tip of the sword stabbed at him, and then it snapped inch by inch.

A silver glittering fist burst out and went straight to the door of the night madrigal.

This face is handsome, but it's also underbeaten!

"Hehe, it seems to be too big."

Night Pastoral smiled and frowned, and freed up his hand to catch Chenbei's fist.

The two sides fists collided, causing a violent impact, shaking the night madrigal out.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, the water around him burst open, and then condensed into ice, turning into sharp ice spikes, attacking from all directions.

"You have to force me to do it seriously!"

Night Pastoral looked at him with a blank look, and the lightness on his face was replaced by seriousness.

His eyes changed, and both eyes changed into black and white Tai Chi patterns.

At the same time, from the shoulders of both of his sides, the bodies of two dragons stretched out.

One is a black dragon and the other is a white dragon, both of which are arm thickness and more than two meters long.

Don't look at the size of the two dragons, but the majesty is not small.

I saw that they each opened their mouths, and let out an earth-shattering dragon roar from their mouths.

"Roar!!

Click!

The surrounding ice spikes shattered and fell with a crackle.

Chenbei saw the change in the dark night pastoral, and immediately responded, and he must not lose again in terms of momentum.

Play big if you want to play!

Chen Bei raised his finger to the sky and waved it hard.

The sky, which had just been as blue as a wash, was instantly reddened by the firelight.

Lines of fire slashed down.

I saw a huge meteorite break through the atmosphere, with a raging flame and the power of annihilation, and smashed down.

The heat wave was rolling below, and the meteorite overhead was approaching.

It's about to be destroyed.

Chenbei was not afraid, because he firmly believed that it was only this world that was destroyed, not the god who created it!

"That's pretty much it, that's it. Now you should be able to control that sword. ”

The night pastoral whispered in his mouth, and then with a flicker, he teleported to Chenbei's side and grabbed Chenbei's arm.

Chenbei was just about to fight back, and then he was forcibly pulled away by the other party.

The surroundings disappear instantly!

The two of them returned to the chaotic scene they had seen before.

Several different Chenbei stood there, and the dominant one standing in the middle was Chenbei controlled by the Nine Death Sword.

Chenbei didn't panic when he came back.

It's still his spiritual world!

He deserves to be dominated!

Before, he couldn't move here, but now he forcibly moved his body, as if he had shattered the invisible confinement and regained his freedom.

Then he punched the night madrigal beside him.

The opponent dodged, dodged the attack, and floated back.

"Now your opponent is not me, but it."

Night Pastoral pointed to the Nine Deaths Sword version of Chenbei, and then retreated farther and farther away, disappearing into the chaos.

Chen Bei understood that the other party was tossing and turning to help him get rid of the control of the Nine Dead Sword.

As for whether the starting point of this help is good or bad, there is a question mark.

"Why are you helping me?" Chenbei shouted.

"Help? Don't be funny, I just don't want others to take the lead and ruin my good deeds. We'll meet again when the time comes......"

The sound of the night pastoral grew farther and farther until it was completely gone.

Chenbei couldn't feel the existence of the other party anymore.

A legendary player who stands on a monument in the game.

It was hidden in the depths of his spiritual world, with bad intentions and secret plots.

The Night Pastoral must be hiding something!

These mysteries can only be slowly revealed.

As for the present......

Tatsuhoku turned his attention back to the trouble in front of him, and then stepped forward and walked towards the center.

It is occupied by the Nine Dead Sword, and belongs to the dove and magpie's nest.

This is a struggle for sovereignty.

The winner gains control of the body.

After the previous tempering, the current Chenbei is no longer what it used to be, which is equivalent to a spiritual transformation and great growth.

"Fuck off, this is not the place for you to stand!"

Chen Bei stepped forward and slapped his backhand on the consciousness body controlled by the Nine Deaths Sword.

This palm forced the opponent back and gave way to his position.

Chenbei took his place, or regained his rightful position.

He stood in the middle of several "himself" and slowly looked up and looked up.

The next moment, the master returned to his place, body and mind were one!

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