Chapter 129: Qingming Festival, Worship the Ancestor

The smile has not been put away,

Above the sky, nine thunderbolts suddenly condensed!

The thunderstorm that has not fallen for a long time,

At this moment, it was suddenly formed in the air after Lin Tian had just completed his job transfer!

This time there are nine thunder tribulations!

Moreover, the speed of convergence and fusion,

It's also much faster than before.

Lin Tian looked up,

Above the sky, the nine heavenly thunders had already completed their fusion and converged, turning into a purple-brown terrifying lightning, and the power contained in it was a hundred times higher than the previous fourfold heavenly thunder!

Hiss!

Pierce the sky! Thunder falls!

In an instant, the purple-brown lightning that shook the heavens and the earth,

It has already fallen on top of Lin Tian's head!

Rumble!!!!

Loud Noise!!

Lin Tian didn't take any action,

I just watched indifferently as the Nine Heavenly Thunder came to my eyes!

Subsequently.

Whoa.

Lin Tian had a big mouth open on the head of an ogre saint lord.

actually swallowed the heavenly thunder directly!

Click!!

There was a muffled sound,

It rang in Lin Tian's stomach.

Burst!!!

The next second,

Lin Tian suddenly let out a fart with a huge sound!

Bang!!!

A huge pillar of thunder and lightning,

Launched from the lower back of Lin Tian's body, directly penetrating a tall building in the distance, shooting towards a distant location beyond the reach of his vision!

The power of this pillar of thunder and lightning that had been processed by Lin Tian's stomach was even more terrifying than the power of the Nine Heavenly Thunder itself!

After a few moments, the pillar of thunder dissipated.

Lin Tian was unscathed, and even his hairstyle was not messed up!

Of course, the main reason why the hairstyle is not messy is that

On Lin Tian's three heads, there was no hair.

"Hiccup~ I've given you a chance, and you're useless!"

There was a thunderbolt hiccup,

Lin Tian touched his stomach and looked at the sky, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a disdainful smile.

"It's boring......"

Lin Tian sighed, and withdrew his gaze from the high place with some interest, "Heavenly dogs, let you live for a while longer." ”

"Enjoy your ...... Let's last time. ”

Since it has reached this level of almost invincibility, and besides, this game is already a little tired of playing, Lin Tian does not plan to play it slowly.

Next, He will speed up the pace and quickly end the game.

Under the influence of their own energy aura, the three people who were almost crazy found a place to settle down.

Lin Tian's figure flickered, and he ran directly to the direction pointed out to him by the huge weirdness of the hundred meters high before, and went to the Qingming Festival, which was the location of the battle for the position of the demon lord.

These demon lords, at least, are calamity-level weirdness.

Kill one, and you will have a million-level soul point reward.

Since it happened to coincide with the Qingming Festival, many calamity-level strange gatherings,

Lin Tian naturally wanted to go to the grand ceremony to receive some soul points.

The feet move slightly, the wings behind the back flap gently,

The figure is constantly flashing,

It only took about 5 minutes, Lin Tian crossed three counties and fifteen cities, and came to the giant location of this year's Qingming Festival.

The ceremony was held in a huge cemetery,

In the large open space of the cemetery, there are ghost mountains and ghost seas.

A lot of weird places are set up on the open space, setting up stalls and selling.

Enjoy this annual event.

"Heh, it's pretty lively."

Seeing this, Lin Tian became a little interested and walked into the cemetery.

As soon as I saw Lin Tian entering,

The strange surroundings all cast frightened eyes, as if they were frightened by Lin Tian's appearance.

Even in the weird,

Lin Tian's appearance is also quite unusual, and he is very conspicuous among the treacherous groups.

And that was when He did everything in his power to restrain his barren energy.

If, unscrupulously release their own barren energy,

This grand festival is estimated to turn into a graveyard in an instant.

Well, though this place,

It seems to be a graveyard......

......

After coming to the venue of the ceremony,

Lin Tian didn't do it immediately and received his soul points.

Because, it is not yet time for the festival to really begin,

There are also many powerful calamity-level weirdness, all on the way to come.

The most important thing is that

Lin Tian's most anticipated Trick Saint will not appear until the grand ceremony officially begins.

For Lin Tian, the existence of the Apocalypse-level Evil Saint is a big taxpayer who provides soul points.

In order to maximize the benefits of this trip,

Lin Tian planned to wait for a while.

Nothing to do,

Lin Tian walked leisurely in the market above this cemetery.

"Rock candy human head gourd, 15 souls point a string!"

"With brain pulp stuffing, 25 in a bunch! Come and buy it! ”

"Blood painting and blood painting, the traditional cultural snack of the Wei people!"

"Come and draw a picture and taste it!"

"The big intestine is absolutely original!"

"I did it on purpose, not accidentally!"

"Do you want to play archery?"

"Ten pieces at a time, the targets are all living humans!"

......

After looking at it for a long time, I found something sold in the market,

It's all about their former fellow humans.

Lin Tian frowned, he really didn't know what to buy.

Seeing Lin Tian dangling back and forth between several stalls,

A big-headed ghost who had not opened for half a day and sold finger biscuits had the courage to step forward and ask, "This trickster, do you want some snacks?" ”

Lin Tian saw that it was very enthusiastic and came up with a big head, and he was embarrassed to refuse, so he nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, then I'm welcome." ”

Whoops!

The next second,

Lin Tian took a bite of it!

The big-headed ghost's very juicy head exploded directly in Lin Tian's mouth!

Rumble!

As the corpse of the big-headed ghost fell,

Lin Tian couldn't help but wipe the juice from the corners of his mouth, nodded with satisfaction and commented: "Well, it tastes good, special JUiCy!" It's so much better than the last time I ate it! ”

This move,

Immediately attracted the attention of all the strange people around!

However, after all, weirdness is no better than humans,

They have no concept of the rule of law and rules, and have always been the law of the jungle.

Seeing Lin Tian's terrifying appearance and ferocious momentum,

A group of strange stalls are just watching from the sidelines,

whispered in a low voice, secretly moved the stall, away from Lin Tian's position.

And those powerful calamity-level weirdness who came here to compete for the position of the demon lord paid more attention to Lin Tian, and quietly regarded him as a competitor in the future competition.

Soon after,

A strange man with a huge mouth in the shape of a trumpet suddenly shouted from above: "The time of yin has come!" The Qingming Festival is about to begin! ”

"All weird, come and worship the Strange Ancestor!"

The Strange Ancestor is the creator of the Weird Clan, the creator of the Weird Emperor, and the creator of the entire Weird World.

In the previous hangout,

Lin Tian also had a general understanding of some news about this strange ancestor.

Can create the world of cassette and make the rules of the world,

From Lin Tian's point of view, this strange ancestor is most likely a high-dimensional existence in the metaverse game cartridge.

Come to the center of the square in front of the cemetery,

See a statue being pushed out.

Lin Tian planned to see what this strange ancestor looked like.

Leaned forward, the moment closer to the statue of the Strange Ancestor,

Lin Tian was stupid!

The statue in front of me is a fat middle-aged man,

His eyes were scattered, and there was a cauldron above his head......

"What the hell is ......"

"Isn't Crazy Dave?!!"