Chapter 1229

"Fresh skewers, the original barbecue of the original evil god Deep Sea King in the fourth test version! I want it!"

"Is the pot not ready yet? Then I'll go to the next door to eat a few bites before coming over!"

"Are you happy? How can you put cream in the hot pot? Are you crazy? Normal people put chocolate, okay?"

"I just came online, who stole my pants? : Gold! I have no choice but to wear these happy pants that are not online. Damn, it's hard to take them off... Damn, this bastard's pants are actually locked? Damn, crazy Right? Why lock the pants! But luckily... I have the key! Open it, squeak ha ha ha ha! "

"Wow, look, I waved my hand and threw this offline idiot several kilometers away! So exciting!"

"Is the battle of the Ten Thousand Demons over? It's over so soon, I want to watch it for a few more days!"

The entire Yanhuang Sect Square was full of randomly built snack stalls, and the ground was full of Yanhuang Sect disciples lying motionless on the ground. Some Yanhuang Sect disciples were taking off the pants of those sleeping disciples, and several Yanhuang Sect disciples seemed to be competing to see who could throw the sleeping fellow disciples farther.

The representatives of the tower climbers were all shocked.

This...

Is this the Yanhuang Sect that controls the third floor of the God and Demon Tower?

Why are there not many normal disciples among these disciples?

What about cultivation?

What about the rules?

The Iron Demon Clan's Mo Zhen, one of the strongest representatives of the tower climbers, shook his 84 magic marks, and couldn't help showing a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"It turns out that the so-called Yanhuang Sect is simply strong on the outside but weak on the inside! It seems that although the Yanhuang Sect won the battle for the third floor of the God and Demon Tower, it was a tragic victory. It is estimated that all the elite disciples have perished. These newly recruited disciples are all a bunch of losers! Maybe... If this demon takes action now, maybe I can seize the third floor of the God and Demon Tower...々"... "The ambition in Mo Zhen's heart could not help but burn.

But at this moment.

A demon player with 85 magic marks and no demon energy overflowing, rushed out of the resurrection hall and came to the representatives of the tower climbers.

"85 magic marks? Such a terrifying demon energy! The strength of this demon is probably even stronger than this demon! "Mo Zhen was stunned. Is there a strong man with 85 magic marks in the Yanhuang Sect?

However, the next moment, Mo Zhen and the representatives of the tower climbers were all stunned.

This 85 magic marks of the fifth generation of the Yanhuang Sect, who was "extremely powerful", ran to a fellow human who was in the God Transformation Realm and was wearing slippers and beach pants and holding a surfboard.

As soon as this fifth generation disciple of the Yanhuang Sect with 85 magic marks opened his mouth, Mo Zhen vomited blood!

"Ahhh, Brother Feidao, they bullied me, wuwuwu, I only have 85 magic marks, I am just a newbie, and several people beat me up! Brother, you must avenge me!" This fifth generation disciple with 85 magic marks cried and said with grievance.

"What? "The figure wearing big shorts and slippers, holding a surfboard and planning to surf at Luanxinghai Beach, slowly turned around. It was the second test boss, Xiao Li Feidao.

"You only have 85 magic marks, so weak, how could you be beaten up? Who beat you up? Too shameless! A newbie with 85 magic marks, how can you be bullied by several people? How can this be?" Xiao Li Feidao took a look at the fifth test demon player with 85 magic marks, and said angrily.

"That's right, 85 magic marks, not even as good as a monkey, and still be besieged? The opponent is too bad, isn't it?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can tell that it's those old happiest people in the fourth test. They are best at bullying the weak with the big!"

"Brother Feidao, let's go and kill them!"

Around Xiao Li Feidao, several newbies in the fifth test were so angry that they spoke up.

"Don't worry, your big brother will avenge you today! Whoever hit you, I'll beat him to pieces! Let's go! "Xiao Li Feidao put away his surfboard and rushed to the gate of the plane with everyone.

"? ? ? "Mo Zhen tilted his head.

85 Demon Scars, is he a rookie?

Not even as good as a monkey?

Are these people serious?

No!

It must be a lie!

Yes, the other party deliberately staged such a play, just to pretend that the Yanhuang Sect is still very powerful!

Humph, this will definitely not fool this demon!

Don't even think about letting this demon be fooled!

Mo Zhen also cleverly found a loophole in the other party's words.

85 Demon Scars are not even as good as a monkey?

Is this possible?

It is obvious that the other party is not well prepared and has a loophole in lying!

85 Demon Scars are genuine eighth-level demon clan strongmen. In the Ten Thousand Demons Realm, they are all high-end combat forces in one side. How could they be worse than a fucking monkey?

But at this moment...

Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

And the players of the Yanhuang Sect ate and drank as they should, as if they were accustomed to the source of the sound.

"Fuck, Monkey Brother and the others are starting again!"

"And my rabbit buddy!"

"Damn, why are those monkeys here again! These guys are really determined! They've been circling more than a dozen times every day for six days. I'm really impressed!"

"Of course they are. They went on an expedition of 2.5 million miles to find their father, and they actually found him! In terms of perseverance, these happy monsters are amazing!"

"Ah, but I understand them. After all, the expedition was so difficult back then, and they finally got a little bit of enhancement. As a result, as soon as the fifth test was launched, any newbie could easily get the power that the monsters in the fourth test had worked so hard to get without calling dad. No one can stand this!"

"It's started, it's started, and we can watch the monkey show again!"

At this time, with the shouts of many Yanhuang Sect players, Mo Zhen turned his head, and the whole demon city felt bad.

Tens of thousands of figures slowly walked towards the east of the square, each holding a huge banner with a lot of words written on it.

"Planner Gou, give me fairness!"

"The demon race is so weak, and the passive weakening is so bad. Planner Gou is always getting beaten!"

"We will never stop until the demon race is strengthened!"

"The monkeys and rabbits will never be weaklings!"

"Strongly request that the Ancient Demon Hall be removed from the shelves!"

Damn planner Gou!"

The one holding these banners is the male player of the demon race in the fourth test.

The monkeys have 88 magic marks on average, and each of them bursts out the power of the ancient demon. The magic pressure spreads and shocks the whole audience!.

Chapter 1660: Eighth-level blank heavenly weapon? Throw it away, throw it away

"Ten thousand... 88 magic marks reincarnated as demons? Is this... the breath of the ancient demon? Do they still have the power given by the ancient demon? "Mo Zhen really doubted his eyes at this moment.

What did he see?

At least tens of thousands of monkeys and rabbits with 88 magic marks, reincarnated as demons?

And each of them has the power given by the ancient demon? Looking at this ancient demon aura, it's the powerful ancient demons that are famous in the world of demons!

However, the shouting of these male players of the fourth test of the demon clan made Mo Zhen vomit blood again.

"Scrappy planner Gou, our demon clan is so weak, it's fine if you don't strengthen it, but you also weaken us in disguise?"

"That's right, our male players of the demon clan only have 88 magic marks. It's hard to make it, and we have a little bit of strength. The only thing we can rely on is the power of the ancient demon father. As a result, you planner Gou are not a human!"

"Those happy demons, one reversion directly adds 6 magic marks, is there any balance? Isn't this power collapsed? Why can't our demon clan revert to our ancestors? ”

“It’s so hard for us with 88 magic scars. We finally came back as the king, but we were wiped out by Changsheng Wuji! We couldn’t even install a small version of B! Now there’s an Ancient Demon Palace, what’s the point of playing!”

“That’s right, I have 88 magic scars, but I can’t even beat Tuotuo, I’m crazy!”

“Must strengthen! If we don’t strengthen our Bouncing Rabbit and Doudou Monkey, this broken game will be unplayable!”

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Tens of thousands of male players of the demon clan, carrying huge banners, slowly circled along the Yanhuang Sect Square, cursing the dog planners, shouting that they were too weak and would quit the game if they didn’t strengthen them.

“? ? ? "Mo Zhen looked at the monkeys and rabbits of the Yanhuang Sect who had 88 magic marks and were still shouting that they were weak and noobs, and then looked down at his own 85 magic marks.

Suddenly, Mo Zhen cried.

They had 88 magic marks and possessed the power given by the ancient demon, but they still shouted that they were weak, then...

What was I with only 85 magic marks and no power of the ancient demon?

A weakling among weaklings?

At this moment, Mo Zhen's head shrank back silently.

"Haha, it seems that the human race of the Yanhuang Sect has declined! This is completely the feeling of being dominated by the demon disciples!" And one of the strongest among the other tower climbers, Qian Pojun, the old leader of the Qianjian Wuying Sect, couldn't help laughing. Qian Pojun has discovered that the strongest human disciple of Yanhuang Sect is only in the Spiritualization Realm, while more than 99% are only in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Comparing them at a glance, almost all of them are new demon disciples with more than 80 magic marks. Qian Pojun can be sure that the human race in Yanhuang Sect has definitely declined.

The average strength of the two sides is so different that it is beyond imagination.

In a short time, Yanhuang Sect will probably be slowly dominated by the demons from behind and become a force dominated by the demons!

But...

If I appear at this time, with my powerful cultivation in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm and my heaven-defying sword attainments, I will definitely be worshipped as a god by the human disciples of Yanhuang Sect and invited into the sect.

At that time, I will slowly gather the human disciples of Yanhuang Sect, build a force, and fight against the demon disciples. Once successful...

Perhaps, the new generation of the leader of Yanhuang Sect may be...

Myself!

When Qian Pojun was feeling proud, he was suddenly stunned.

"Did you see my Galaxy Sword Pattern? Big, bright, and eight of them! ”

“Fuck, I want one too!”

"I heard that Brother Honkai has issued a notice that when he becomes proficient, he can add the Galaxy Sword Pattern to everyone!"

"Damn it, I want one too. Without the Galaxy Sword Pattern, what's the difference between it and Happy?"

"Damn it, this first edition of the eighth-level heavenly weapon in my hand is suddenly not so good!"

"What era is it now? There is still an eighth-level blank heavenly weapon? Now there are not five 8s...ah, six 8s can still be used? Yours is still the first edition? It has been eliminated for several versions, okay? Just throw this piece of shit away!"

Qian Pojun stared in amazement at several Yanhuang Sect disciples wearing robes with the three characters of Mingjianliu printed on them, showing off the Galaxy Sword Pattern in their hands to each other. One of them even threw away the eighth-level heavenly weapon.

Thrown away.

To

"Galaxy Sword Pattern?" Let alone the scene of discarding the eighth-level heavenly weapon, Qian Pojun was most shocked by the Galaxy Sword Pattern!

The Galaxy Sword Pattern is the lifelong legacy of Jian Xinghe, a great master of the Hedao realm on the 4th floor of the God and Demon Tower!

Its power is absolutely incomparable!

It is said that a long time ago, Jian Xinghe fought a great battle with the Seven Sword Emperors, who had not yet achieved the status of an emperor, and then his whereabouts were unknown.

But the legend of Jian Xinghe is still circulated throughout the 4th floor of the God and Demon Tower.

After all, before the Seven Sword Emperors, who were still in the Tribulation Realm, appeared, Jian Xinghe was one of the most famous masters on the 4th floor of the God and Demon Tower!

But what did he see now?

An ordinary fifth-generation disciple of the Yanhuang Sect actually had eight Galaxy Sword Patterns on his sword?

Qian Pojun has been immersed in the sword for 70,000 years. If it were something else, he might not be sure.

But with just one glance, Qian Pojun could be sure that the Galaxy Sword Patterns on the long swords of these five-generation disciples of the Yanhuang Sect wearing Mingjian style robes were not only genuine, but also more powerful than what he had heard!

To put it bluntly.

Even a monkey holding this long sword with eight Galaxy Sword Patterns could kill him instantly!

Absolutely!

Because the Galaxy Sword Patterns are so amazing!

"Wait, it is also possible that these disciples are the sons of a powerful elder of the Yanhuang Sect, or even the illegitimate sons of a deputy sect leader, so they can have such amazing Galaxy Sword Patterns. I was relieved.

However, at this time, a flash of light appeared in the Resurrection Hall, and a large group of figures rushed out in a hurry.

The leader was one of the five test players, Huankong Yishan!

"Damn, these ghost and god style old happy guys, they actually don't have martial ethics! Summoning Camel caught me off guard! "Huankong's nose was crooked with anger, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

We agreed to decide the outcome with swords!