Chapter 327 It’s time to collect materials (second update)
Thanks to the previous magic weapon workshop, the players’ productivity level has been greatly improved. The new magic weapon was made in almost no time and placed with the eight-armed statue they collected. Come together.
New spells were distributed, and each sect was assigned a different number of statues and prepared to start summoning clones.
According to the instruction manual given by Black Technology, they started to follow the above requirements. Mysterious spells were chanted, filling each sect with wonderful sounds.
Seeing the scene in front of them, the children in Immortal Village stared at everything here with wide eyes, full of curiosity.
The elders looked at the children's reactions and knew that the situation was inevitable and inevitable.
Tianzun's disciples have incredible imagination and creativity. They can innovate on the existing magic techniques to make them better serve them.
It is not difficult to create simple magic techniques. What is difficult is the little ingenuity. This kind of ingenuity is not uncommon among disciples. This is why they can constantly put forward various ideas and then carry forward the magic techniques. reason.
Children enjoyed this practice and their curiosity led them to learn and understand the thoughts of the disciples before being assimilated by their thoughts.
This kind of thinking should have been regarded as heresy, but they are the disciples of Tianzun, and their strength and numbers are also superior. The original thinking of Xianren Village will undergo a change, but it is difficult to say whether this change is good or bad.
But no matter what, from the current point of view, the changes they have brought are at least good.
"Times are changing." Changkong Taoist couldn't help but sigh, "Maybe, I really should go and bear fruit."
Not long after, the players' ceremony ended.
Black water overflowed from the statue, and the obligatory ritual summoned the demon's clone through the statue.
The power of these clones comes from the monarch he is attached to. Hidden behind his clones is the emotional power he has collected from hundreds of small worlds.
These powers are the energy used by Xi Mo Zun to change the physique of the monarch. They are the source of mana that he has accumulated for a long time.
But now, these powers are forcibly used to create a clone of the Demon Lord, and appear in front of every player who has performed the ritual.
As soon as he arrived, before he even started speaking his lines, the players' spells swarmed in and chopped the descending clone into gray mist.
Looking at the clones that couldn't even hold on for a second, the players said dissatisfied: "It's so weak."
"It's just that it was blocked after a thousand attacks. It's really not good enough." "
And it doesn't drop equipment. It's boring."
"Stop talking nonsense and keep cutting."
The destruction of a clone will not have much impact on the accumulation of the Demon Lord.
However, the speed of the players is too fast, and there are too many players active at the same time. Hundreds of clones are summoned every second, causing the emotional power accumulated by the Demon King to be continuously consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Lord Xi Mo discovered that something was wrong, more than half of his accumulated strength had already been lost.
The demonic energy pool that was still churning with demonic energy before has now disappeared by more than half. Seeing that the reserve has suddenly been reduced by so much, Xi Mozun can't laugh at all at this time.
Immediately looking for the cause of the leak, he was surprised to find that someone was frantically summoning his clone, and then directly destroyed his clone when it failed to respond, thus causing damage to his demonic energy.
Upon discovering this problem, he immediately changed his summoning method so that the rest of his accumulation would no longer be lost.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he found that the clones continued to be summoned, and the speed seemed to be getting faster.
After some deduction, he found that the other party also changed the summoning method, thereby bypassing his own restrictions and continuing to summon.
Understanding this, Xi Mozun became angry.
Taking the remaining demonic energy into his own hands, he cut off the relationship between the demonic energy in his hand and the outside world, but the remaining demonic energy was only a quarter of what it was before, which made him gnash his teeth with hatred.
When did these immortal villagers become so smart?
And judging from the summoning method, the opponent's size has probably reached more than 100,000 people. Does this mean that the people in Xianren Village have mastered a new breeding method and are now ready to use themselves to establish their authority.
The demonic energy could no longer be condensed for the time being, and the new demonic energy would soon be taken away by this strange summoning method. The ability that he was proud of before became his shackles at this moment, completely locking him here.
"Damn it, we can't wait any longer!"
He originally wanted to go to the Immortal Village to settle accounts after he had accumulated enough strength, but judging from the current situation, the opponent also had his own skills and the ability to compete with him.
The longer you delay, the worse the situation will be for you. Only by fighting quickly can we gain a chance of victory.
After thinking about it, Lord Ximo took action.
A large amount of demonic energy poured into his current body, and the power of joyful emotions began to transform the monarch's body, allowing his body to continuously adapt to the power of demonic energy, and began to change beyond recognition.
His skin was dyed a layer of bronze, and the muscles in his body began to grow crazily, making his body extremely tall.
With a sound like tearing silk, six slits opened in the back of the monarch's body, and eight arms emerged from his back, protecting him bloody inside.
The clothes he was wearing could no longer bear his current burly figure, and pieces of his clothes ripped apart, revealing the strong and perfect inhuman body underneath.
The remaining demonic energy manifested again, turning into eight weapons: knife, spear, halberd, ring, parting hook, Hundian Ling, Qiankun sword, and guillotine, which were held in his hands one by one.
Even the two sides of the face have changed, with two identical faces emerging from both sides, each face emitting a weird grin, showing the joy at this time.
Although it has not reached the level of an immortal, it should be enough to cope with the current situation.
After all, there are definitely less than 100,000 cultivators in Immortal Village. I used to have more than enough. It's a pity that the demonic energy was consumed too much by those people. Otherwise, I would definitely be able to break through to the Immortal level. It would be more secure in the past.
After laughing for a long time, Xi Mozun took action.
Crossing his arms with his chest, he flew into his palace and descended directly to the Immortal Village through his palace.
Lord Ximo descended from the sky like a god descending, with a bridge of bones in front of him and demonic aura flying behind him. Most of the sky was shrouded in his demonic aura, and most of the village could see his supreme majestic body.
Floating in mid-air, he found that where he was, there happened to be a group of people performing a summoning ceremony.
Seeing the sudden appearance of Ximo Lord, these practitioners were all shocked. They pointed at Ximo Lord in the air and shouted: "Brothers, there is a drama show playing here!"
"How brave, you dare to point at me and speak!
" With a chuckle, a dozen players on the ground exploded into powder and scattered in the wind.
Looking at the gray cultivator, Lord Ximo felt infinite happiness rising in his body, which made him close his eyes involuntarily.
It's been too long.
It’s been too long since I’ve killed a practitioner.
The joy of killing was so intoxicating that his bones almost went numb.
Mortals still need to stay to provide emotions, and killing them is like crushing an ant, which is no fun at all.
Only by crushing these hateful practitioners can you feel this supreme pleasure.
When I think that those practitioners also have families, it may take several years of hard work to achieve a certain level of cultivation, but I can wipe them out in the blink of an eye. This kind of happiness is simply indescribable. Destruction is the highest level of entertainment!
With one palm strike, he smashed the Taoist temple in front of him into ashes, the huge Taoist temple disappeared into smoke, and even the top of the mountain here was cut into flat ground by him.
This will be the cemetery of the Immortal Village. The ashes of all the practitioners will be collected here. He will use their ashes to build a brand new palace for himself, thereby announcing to the world:
I, Lord Ximo, am back!
Not long after, the second group of practitioners arrived.
Looking at the cultivators who were like flies, the smile on Lord Ximo's face became brighter and brighter.
"Come on, my little cuties! Make me happier!"
Two days later...
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
The Ximo Lord on the ground had been beaten into a pile of mud, and a human figure could barely be seen. Currently only the mouth can move freely.
Thanks to his good physical condition, you can tell by pinching and pinching that he was once a human being, but it would be hard to say if it were someone else.
His six extra arms have been removed. Many players took photos next to his body. Some players looked at Xi Mozun at this time and sighed: "No, I didn't enjoy the fight." "
Yeah, it's a rare encounter. I got a boss who can sing, dance, and play basketball, but it’s a pity that it won’t work after a few rounds.”
“His AOE skills are still too few.”
“It doesn’t have unlimited battery life, and there is no out-of-combat setting.”
“Actually, there is, but it’s a pity. When I wanted to run away, I was pulled back directly."
"Yes, but he is still weak. I hope that Fangcheng Studio's plan will bring a stronger boss next time."
Changkong Taoist looked at the current Ximo Lord, and raised his hand I haven't smoked a single cigarette from my pipe, all of it has been contributed to nature.
The centuries-old enemy of Immortal Village actually fell at this time. This was something he had never dared to think about before.
However, looking at the crowd of people around him and the disciples of Tianzun who were rushing forward to whip the corpse, he couldn't help but feel that this ending was normal.
You may be able to conquer a small world by yourself, but you may not be able to conquer millions of practitioners by yourself.
Moreover, these cultivators are all armed to the teeth and can be resurrected quickly after being beaten to death. Anyway, it is Taoist Changkong who has no confidence that he can fight against these people.
Xi Mozun had been beaten so hard that he couldn't even say harsh words.
But although it looks miserable now, Taoist Changkong knows that this guy is very troublesome. Being beaten down now does not mean that he will continue to be like this in the future. If there are no restrictions, he will come back in the future.
But soon, he found that he was worrying too much.
Invisible magic power fell from the sky and pinched Demon Lord Xi's head. Demon Lord's will was completely destroyed at this moment, leaving nothing behind.
Realizing that it was Tianzun who took action, Taoist Changkong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Putting down the cigarette rod, he saluted respectfully and whispered, "Thank you, Heavenly Lord."
In the studio, Fang Cheng withdrew his hand.
Xi Mozun finally got his retribution and his anger disappeared.
Although Xi Mo Zun has been executed, the influence of Xi Mo Zun is still there. Players need to fight through the small worlds one by one to save those who have been corrupted by Xi Mo Zun.
There are national wars waiting for them to fight, and the fierce battles will last for a long time, but these have nothing to do with him.
Holding his chin, Fang Cheng began to think about whether there was something wrong with the world.
Why do I always encounter accidents?
Or is it that my thinking is wrong?
After thinking hard for a long time, Fang Cheng felt that he had reached a bottleneck and it was time to ask a question.
Opening Bhu, which he had not played for a long time, Fang Cheng asked sincerely: [I feel like the games I have played recently are always not to my liking, what should I do? 】
After a while, someone came over to answer questions.
[I think this issue should be viewed dialectically. Most of the failure in gaming is due to the lack of a good chair. I recommend the ETX ergonomic chair here. This kind of chair...]
When he saw the first answer, he came here to advertise. Fang Cheng felt that the current B is better than his own. gamers are still wondering.
Finding that there was no value here, Fang Cheng went directly to the Game Inn and asked his question.
Nowadays, the game inn has a trend of diversified development. With the main focus being games, other sections are gradually opening up and attracting many people with related interests.
After all, it has always been free, no membership is required, and everyone is treated equally.
Moreover, the administrator Squirrel No. 123 is quite dedicated, and various small functions are being developed every day, making the operation here smoother and smoother.
Ads are blocked as soon as they appear, and there is a lot of traffic every day. It is a place where you can get answers to your questions quickly.
It can be seen that the three squirrels did a good job indeed.
When Fang Cheng asked his question, he got the answer quickly.
[It is recommended to play good games to find inspiration. I recommend "The Healer" by Fangcheng Studio. My favorite game was found here. ]
[Chen Rang, you go up to the big number. ]
[I also recommend playing games from Fangcheng Studio. You can start with some basic games. 】
【Agree, you can try the recent "Sunrise", which is currently in the founding war, and it is very enjoyable to play. ]
[Or "Princess Dungeon 2" could also be...]
Looking at the comments, Fang Cheng felt that this place seemed to be no longer good.
But several of the suggestions inspired him.
[If you feel like you can’t make the game you want to make, it’s probably because you haven’t accumulated enough. How about playing some exciting real-life projects to find inspiration? ]
[Indeed, and now virtual reality technology is developing well, you can try to find inspiration here. 】
After reading the answers one by one, Fang Cheng felt that what the other party said made sense.
It's time to get some materials.
(End of chapter)