Le gagnant est roi [Usure rapide] - Chapitre 275
Chapitre 275: Épée en bronze brisée 14
Baili Junxin did not act rashly, she was still lurking in the light channel.
Although she knew the way to make the small world return to normal, it did not mean that she could solve the system immediately.
She had met the ‘system” in the small world, but none of them were as powerful as the one in front of her. Not only can it loot abilities from small worlds, but it can also wreak havoc on small worlds.
This system is very powerful and difficult to deal with. pourtant, his body is also an energy group. Judging from the strength of the energy, Lord Baili still has the confidence to defeat it.
It’s a pity that this victory was based on the fact that Jun Baili can use his power as he wishes.
Under the rules of heaven, her energy has been suppressed. Now that she wants to shake the system, it is really difficult.
“Since you want me to take action, why don’t you completely release the restriction and let me move freely?” Baili Junxin tried to communicate with Tiandao.
She was not sure whether she could get on the line with Tiandao, but she still tried to talk and bargain with Tiandao.
The current situation is that the foreign system is parasitic on the local cultivator and constantly grabs the small world energy cholera, and Tiandao deliberately leads her to this space for self-help.
Since you want her to take action to solve the problem, then relax some restrictions to make it easier for her to act!
Now that the culprit has been found, Jun Baili can’t help him. Wasn’t the one who suffered the loss in the end also from the other side of heaven and earth and the beings of the Three Realms?
pourtant, communication was fruitless.
Tiandao ignored Baili Junxin’s request, maybe he didn’t hear it at all. Bien sûr, even if you hear it, it’s impossible to open the back door for her.
Baili-jun was in trouble. How to deal with a strong opponent when your own strength is weak?
Baili Junxin raised his head and looked up at the divine artifact energy being absorbed by the system. The pure golden spiritual power was being absorbed by the system little by little.
She pondered hard, finally gritted her teeth, sauté, and rushed straight into the energy group of the divine artifact, the pure and dazzling golden light instantly engulfed her figure.
In a golden light, she dissipated on her own, and her body turned into a little aura, which was finally absorbed by the system.
This whole process was completed in an instant, and Baili Junxin was like a computer virus, silently integrating into the system.
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Zhao Qingxuan stood in front of the pothole at the Zhao family site. Whenever he was upset, he would come to this pothole.
“Lord City Lord, this is a forbidden area, no one is allowed to come here, why are you allowed??” A naughty little boy approached Zhao Qingxuan and asked.
He wanted to explore the Endless Abyss a few days ago, but was caught by the adults. His parents didn’t beat him, but let him copy the eight great mantras and the Diamond Sutra a thousand times each… It’s better to beat him to death directly. Heureusement, the Lord of the City saved him, in order to recite the scriptures.
“If you are punished for copying scriptures this time, I won’t save you.” Zhao Qingxuan joked.
When the little boy heard the scriptures being copied, his whole body trembled.
“Là, don’t sneak here in the future.” Zhao Qingxuan protected the little boy and left together.
This pit was named the Endless Abyss to warn ordinary people not to approach it.
And Zhao Qingxuan came here every three to five.
This is already his twenty-seventh year in the mortal world, and the small Wanglong Village has developed into a huge Dragon City. It has become quite famous on the mortal continent.
Zhao Qingxuan, the last cultivator in the mortal world, was attracted by countless people after hearing the rumors.
Parmi eux, a small number of mortals with conscience still exist, and they hope to live in a normal world. Most of the people did eat Zhao Qingxuan’s idea.
After bringing the child back, Zhao Qingxuan’s subordinates rushed up one by one.
“Seigneur de la ville, the west side was raided, and the third team has already beat them back.”
“I found a group of Qi State scouts in the south, who have been captured by our people.”
“Lord City Lord, it’s been seven days since our food team set off, and we haven’t been contacted yet…”
Longcheng has a lot of troubles, but fortunately he has trained a group of reliable subordinates.
Don’t look at his response now, Zhao Qingxuan suffered a lot in the past. When the enemy attacked, there was no one to protect him.
In the eighth year of being the mayor of Wanglong Village, the villagers began to be attacked frequently.
Autrefois, small-scale attacks never stopped. Zhao Qingxuan can handle it alone. But as more and more enemies appeared and the scale of the battle became larger, he was left alone.
He thought that the village were all kind people, and they would love each other for many years. But these all came to nothing in the face of the crisis.
The time of life and death is the most testing time. The kindness of shelter and protection and the kindness of reading scriptures to exorcise evil spirits have become weaker and weaker in the crisis of destruction of homes again and again.
Plusieurs fois, the villagers tried to blow away Zhao Qingxuan’s affairs, but both soft and hard came. In order to achieve their goals, some people even cooperated with outsiders, almost costing him his life.
Après ça, Zhao Qingxuan completely understood. Free kindness is not cherished.
Donc, no longer receive people for free, and no longer provide scriptures for free.
He also does not want the money of this group, but must serve and pay taxes. In exchange for labor and sweat, spells and scriptures to exorcise evil spirits.
He built a city, began to rule this land, and became the amiable, amiable, rewarding and punishing city lord in the eyes of others, with boundless mana…
He is now preparing for the founding of the country…
Although it is not as frequent as before, Zhao Qingxuan will insist on going to the endless abyss. He stared at the deep pit that could not be seen to the end, recalling the disappearing Sister Sword Spirit. Only in this way can Zhao Qingxuan always remember who he is? Que fait-il? Que devrait-il faire?
His name is Zhao Qingxuan, and he is a monk of the Chonghua School.
He wants to investigate the truth of the ‘strange disease”, find out the truth of the fake Junxinjian, and finally solve these problems.
Having survived in the mortal world for more than 30 années, Zhao Qingxuan spent most of his time planning how to survive. Although there was progress in collecting clues, he could not find the correct answer.
pourtant, Zhao Qingxuan believed that it was soon.
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Long-lost short update, I’m very sorry to everyone, and I apologize first. The next update will be fat and will end this small world.
When I started to write about this small world, I had a little cardiovascular problem, and my body needed to be taken care of. In my spare time, I will write more when I am not tired, and I will not write when I am tired. I have not saved the manuscript for this article, so the update has become intermittent or even broken.
There are still many planned stalks that have not been written in this article, so the article will continue to be written. Just the update method will change. After this small world is over, I will finish writing the story of a small world and then release it together. Although it will take a while, but at least watching a world in one breath is more enjoyable.
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