The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 899: Mysterious and mysterious

At this time, Tianjizi stretched out, his white right hand, gently grabbed the token in front of him, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced into the distance, his complex expression disappeared in a flash .

Back then, this beautiful mountain and river was left to him, but unfortunately, if he missed a move, he would lose the whole game, his body was chopped off, and he would start all over again. This time, he would definitely rise to the top of the world again.

At this moment, Tianjizi's blue hair fluttered in the wind, and on his resolute face, there was infinite fighting spirit, and he rose straight into the sky.

At this time, in a quiet mountain village, a young Taoist, wearing a gossip robe, was playing chess quietly. From time to time, he took a pot of fine wine from the side, drank it all, and looked at the black and white On the two-colored chessboard, he slowly deduced something, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes smiling.

The little fat man Tian Jizi had grown up at this time. He was like a graceful young man walking in the turbid world. No matter where he went, he would attract everyone's attention and become the focus.

In the sea of ​​​​blood, Styx stood quietly, with inexplicable brilliance in his eyes, he was not far from the last step, three swords, the red sword, the green sword, the black sky The sword, gradually merged into one, a strangely long thorn-like object flashed in front of him, like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, with three-colored thorns, black, green and red, but like a long fork, Across the world.

"Killing thorn, I don't know when will you be able to show your power?" Ming He stroked the three-color thorn, grabbed the long thorn in front of him, and said faintly.

Foreign objects can't help him become enlightened after all. He used the boundless sea of ​​blood to obliterate the three swords and merged them into one.

A blood-red lotus flower appeared on the bottom of his feet, flashing with a strange brilliance, as if a blood mist appeared.

Styx turned and left with big strides, the blood-colored lotus condensed step by step, three phantoms suddenly flashed, flew out of his body, and landed on the Great Desolate Continent.

In the Dragon Abyss of the East China Sea, Zulong, sitting high on the Nine Heavens Dragon Chair, could not help but wrinkle his brows slightly. He looked at the Great Desolate East Continent from afar, and seemed to feel it, and muttered to himself:

"Yellow Dragon, or Emperor Dragon!"

Immediately, some shook their heads, are these important?

No matter which one it is, it can't affect the behavior of his dragon clan. The dragon clan will always have only one supreme emperor, one supreme ancestral dragon.

At this moment, in his gaze towards the Eastern Continent, a murderous intent flashed away.

The emperor is the only one who respects me. Anyone who tries to provoke the emperor's power will be directly beheaded. No matter whether he is the darling of the world or the peerless overlord, in Zulong's eyes, it is the same.

Eastern Continent, in a silent and uninhabited mountain, a khaki-yellow dragon-like thing rolled continuously, and the spiritual energy poured into the big yellow dragon like a tide.

A nine-clawed yellow dragon, showing a figure, just appeared, the sky was full of clouds, and the thunder lights flickered, and the nine-clawed yellow dragon screamed in the sky.

"Ow!"

"Ow!"

"Ow!"

Three dragon roars, which shook the heavens for nine days, and the earthly energy gushed out from his body. He was the darling of the earth.

In the sky, the cloud of thunder tribulation, as if it had consciousness, gradually dissipated, and a middle-aged figure with sparse eyebrows and a majestic face, wearing a yellow robe, appeared in the prehistoric world.

"Who am I? Huanglong, a very familiar name, no matter what, in the future, I will be called Huanglong!" The middle-aged man muttered to himself, although he had doubts, he still believed that he was Huanglong.

In the sky, a flash of lightning flashed, and the world, at this moment, also recognized the name of Huanglong.

Above the snow-capped mountains, in the pavilion, Bi Fang, Lan Linger, Leng Bingxin, and Nangong brothers and sisters sat together. On the bluestone platform, there were all kinds of exotic fruits of different sizes, each with a miraculous effect.

Originally, as a saint of the snow mountain, she could not get so many spiritual fruits from the snowmen at one time. However, although the snow saint did not come, she made a few friends with Bi Fang and his party. But still secretly ordered to give the highest treatment.

"Sister Bi Fang, this kind of ice spirit fruit can only be born in the snowman clan, above the snow-capped mountains, in extremely cold places. It takes three thousand years to produce nine ice spirit fruit, each one of which can be born. , all contain sufficient innate ice spirit power, which is very wonderful." The Snow Mountain Saint gently picked up a milky white ice spirit fruit with her jade hand, and said slowly.

Actually, this kind of fruit is far more precious than what she said. The snowman family has not accumulated much over hundreds of millions of years. Every ice spirit fruit will only be given to those, Or a clan who has made great contributions to the yeti clan, or a peerless genius.

Bi Fang blinked his cute big eyes, looked at the ice spirit fruit in front of him, and said with a light smile:

"This ice spirit fruit has a magical effect. The power of the innate ice spirit is extremely rare. If it is possible, it can condense the ice spirit body and become a half-sage. on."

In the prehistoric world, there are various powerful inheritances of chaotic demon gods and ancient powerhouses. These inheritances have various tyrannical physiques. For example, Bi Fang is the elf of innate wood fire. Nearly invincible, even if there is no treasure protection, there are few people who can compete.

And the snowman's ice and snow art is obviously the inheritance of one Chaos Demon God, three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, although almost all of them have fallen, there are still some, leaving behind their inheritance.

The Nangong brothers and sisters have obtained the Chaos Demon God, Nangong's inheritance, life and death, and have extremely powerful potential.

"Haha, the ice spirit fruit is also a congenital sacred object. Although it is not comparable, the congenital spirit fruit produced by the congenital spirit root also has its own magic." Lan Ling'er reached out and took one. Bing Lingguo, opened the small cherry mouth, and slowly ate it, with extremely elegant movements.

A touch of coldness, the power of the innate ice spirit poured into her body, mild and unusual, this is also the magic of the ice spirit fruit, no matter the level of cultivation, it can be eaten, the power of the innate ice spirit, more Yes, it is to temper the spiritual power, that is, the power of the primordial spirit, to warm and nourish the primordial spirit.

A monk, the primordial spirit is the root of a monk. When the body is injured, it can be easily recovered, but when the primordial spirit is injured, it is extremely difficult to recover. Therefore, the treasures that can nourish the primordial spirit, every piece, All are precious.

Bi Fang and the others, when they saw Lan Linger start eating, they all picked up the ice spirit fruit in front of them and slowly shared it.

After a long time, the few of them opened their eyes one after another. In their eyes, there seemed to be a layer of mist, hazy and strange.

"I don't know if Sister Bi Fang, are you going to go to the ancient alliance together and participate in the meeting of the ancient alliance?" Leng Bingxin looked at Bi Fang with a look of enjoyment and asked.

Bi Fang narrowed his eyes and pondered for a while, then nodded and said:

"The meeting of the ancient alliances is interesting, and I still have to go and see it. Maybe, in the future, it will be difficult to have such a grand meeting. The gathering of the ancient tribes should be a beautiful thing."

A smile flashed on her icy and beautiful face, as if there was a big stone put down in her heart. Of course, she hoped that Bi Fang would go with the snowmen, so that, invisibly, she could use the help behind Bi Fang. However, she will only let Bi Fang choose by himself. If Bi Fang is unwilling to go, she has no choice.

Even, she didn't dare to tempt Bi Fang to go.

The two brothers and sisters Nangong Nuo naturally support Bi Fang's decision unconditionally. They are only Bi Fang's followers.

"Sister, you are cultivating ice-type supernatural powers, have you ever thought that you need to work together to achieve a fruit?" Bi Fang asked seemingly unintentionally.

The Holy Maiden of the Snow Mountain, when she heard the words, she couldn't help but show bitterness on her face. Water and fire complement each other. Of course she knew that water and fire, although they are polar opposites, also have a way of compatibility.

However, she was born with an Ice Spirit Divine Body. If she wants to cultivate both fire and water, she must at least have it. She can have a chance to hire a beautiful existence with her Ice Spirit Divine Body.

Obviously, it is a treasure that can be met but not sought after, a supreme opportunity, at least, for the yeti family, it is very difficult to accomplish.

Even, in order to find this kind of opportunity, she slowed down, stepped into the speed of semi-sage, and kept her cultivation base at the pinnacle of quasi-sage. Unfortunately, the war will come at any time, and she does not have enough time. If you squander it, you must strengthen your own strength as quickly as possible so that you can save your life in the war.

In a real racial war, how can you take into account whether you are a saint of a family or a child, as long as you are an enemy, you will be cut down and killed, leaving no future troubles.

"There is no time, I can only step into the realm of the sub-sacred as soon as possible." The Snow Mountain Saint calmed down, shook her head, looked at the falling snow outside the pavilion, and said slowly.

"During the time of the ancient times, the ancestor of the sky fire, traversed the world, a set of sky fire flags, killed countless strong people, and made a great name. I'll leave it to my sister." Bi Fang said in a loud voice, looking like a little adult.

She stretched out her little hand, with purple skyfire flashing on it, jumping constantly, but on Bi Fang's finger, it was incredibly well-behaved and unbelievable.

Heavenly fire is the fire of heaven. In the calamity of gods, there is a ray of fire from the sky, and countless peerless talents and geniuses of the world all fall into the skyfire.

The ancestor of Tianhuo, in those days, was able to traverse the world, and it was also closely related to his ability to manipulate Tianhuo.

The Holy Maiden of Snow Mountain, at this moment, looking at the fire in Bi Fang's hands, although she was surprised, she was more joyful. When she looked into her hands, seven banners of the **** of fire appeared in her hands, and said in disbelief. :

"Sister Bi Fang, can you restore the Skyfire Banner?"

For the first time in Leng Bingxin's heart, he was a little uneasy, his eyes were full of hope, and he looked at Bi Fang, for fear that she would say a disappointing answer.

Double cultivation of water and fire, but she will have the opportunity in the future to truly climb the pinnacle of the strong, which is related to her future enlightenment. Even if she is as calm as her, it will be difficult to calm down.

Bi Fang nodded lightly in the cold and hopeful eyes.

In the cold and beautiful eyes, the brilliance flashed, looking at Bi Fang with great excitement, and hurriedly handed the Skyfire Banner to Bi Fang.

Immediately, she felt that she had lost her way. Looking at Bi Fang, she was a little hard to say. You must know that she has already gained a lot of benefits from Bi Fang, both tangible and intangible. Now, let Bi Fang help , she, a little ashamed.

However, after all, this is related to her future enlightenment. This kind of opportunity is a rare opportunity. If she misses it today, it will make her annoyed for the rest of her life.

Looking at the snow-capped Holy Maiden with a changing expression, Bi Fang said with a chuckle:

"Why do you need to worry about my sister, the cause of today is the fruit of tomorrow, and in the future, after my sister attains enlightenment, it will also be a happy event for my sister, so looking forward to the future, looking after the head and the tail, is it something that a cultivator like me should do thing?"

Bi Fangzhi's words, like the bell in the morning, will wake up a cold heart with some concerns, after hesitating, a trace of annoyance flashed on her beautiful face, just now, in that instant, she almost lost herself.

Facing Bi Fang, bowing from a distance, with a grateful expression on his face, he said:

"This time, I would like to thank my sister for waking up. I still need my sister's help. In the future, I will achieve a great fruit, and I will never forget the kindness of my sister's help today."

Bi Fang did not evade this prayer and accepted it calmly, otherwise, cold hearted, he would definitely feel uneasy, and said with a chuckle:

"It doesn't matter, let's get started. One hundred days is enough for my sister to step into the realm of sub-sages, and from then on, look down on the gods!"

Bi Fang's voice is full of boundless confidence. Although she still looks like a child, she has the strength to disdain the heroes.

Lan Linger could not help but nodded slightly, thinking in her heart:

"Bi Fang, she really deserves to be the daughter of the master's ancestor. Although she is young, she still can't hide the unparalleled arrogance in the sky and the earth, and the domineering arrogance that looks down on all living beings, just like a teacher. Like Zu, he always has infinite confidence in himself."

On Kunlun Mountain, Taoist Shangqing frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, it's also time to open, the things left by Pangu, this time, the catastrophe is turbulent, and I can't avoid it. Only in this way can I protect me, the Taoist of Sanqing, and get through this time. catastrophe."

Taiqing Daoist and Yuqing Daoist both suddenly opened their eyes and stared at Shangqing Daoist. In the eyes of Taiqing Daoist, there was a flash of light, and on the baby-like face, there were also folds that appeared and disappeared. , but a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of Taoist Yuqing. He did not expect that Taoist Shangqing would make such a decision. He wanted to open the legacy of Pangu at this moment, and for a while, the hall fell into silence again.

The Taoists of Sanqing have different minds and are constantly weighing. At this time, is it most beneficial to open the Pangu relics?

The Taoists of Sanqing have inherited the different characteristics of Pangu. Since their birth, their personalities have been inherently different. Taoists of Taiqing advocate purity and do everything. The Qing Daoist is arrogant and arrogant, full of free and romantic feelings. He is willing to use the sword in his hand to cut out a majestic road and cut out a piece of the sky that belongs to him.

Youth's rebellion, middle-aged obedience, and old-age savagery are vividly displayed in the Taoist Sanqing.

It can be said that, if not for the existential crisis that exists all the time, Sanqing may have parted ways after its birth.

At this time, Taoists from Shangqing proposed that when they wanted to open Pangu's relics, Taoists from Taiqing and Taoists from Yuqing had different thoughts.