Chapter 607 Emperor You Who Discovered the New World: Lu Cun, I Want You to Help Me Practice!

"Hahaha, hit them, hit them hard!"

As a plague messenger (Nurgle) who was also despised and assigned to work under Zhang Ke, he was now looking at this hard-won one-sided beating with a happy face with his fat belly.

No one knew how long he had waited for this day, but fortunately, someone finally stood up to punish these two unlucky guys with brains out of control.

Although, in their small group, the former Jianqi and the current Beidou Lu Cun Xingjun were considered the wisest, but in the eyes of the oldest plague messenger, this wisdom was actually no different from cleverness.

What is a wise man?

A true wise man should plan before acting. Not to say that he has a perfect plan, but at least he should not act rashly before he is 99% sure.

This is the experience that the Plague Envoy has summarized after spending many days in seclusion in the Heavenly Palace and madly absorbing the culture of the Nine Provinces. With such wisdom, his actions have always been in accordance with the rules. Even if he indulges himself a little, he only acts within the framework, unlike the two unlucky brothers, who are noisy and whining.

Now it has proved the saying:

When the sky is crazy, there will be rain, and when people are crazy, there will be disasters.

Although he knew that Pojun's dog temper could not stand provocation, he deliberately teased him. In the past, he was beaten to the Crystal Palace and bird feathers flew all over the sky. Now he asked for a hammer and got it, which can be regarded as a worthy death!

And in such a scene, even the envoys who were used to peace could not help but applaud and stared at the live broadcast.

After waiting for so many days, it was not in vain. This popcorn blockbuster is worth watching!

Of course, as smart as He is, He had already made preparations for the aftermath before the war began. His filial children will do their best to "save" this fallen foreign land and turn it into a testing ground for the Plague Department to verify whether the lessons He and his filial children have learned during this period are up to standard.

The only pity is that He had just discovered a child in this world. He originally wanted to give him a grand and spectacular ceremony to welcome him to join the Plague Department temporarily, but the situation has changed. In order to avoid being affected by the two unlucky things and being dragged into the quagmire of being beaten, the Plague Messenger behaved particularly well-behaved and obedient.

Well-behaved!

Obedient!

Although these two words are somewhat inappropriate when used on Him, there is nothing that can be done about it. The four little criminals are no match for Emperor You. This thing has a unique concept of civilization, so that any foreign land, even non-human life, is like dust on the street in his eyes, and is destined to be swept away.

Behind the arrogance is a terrifying personal force. The ability and artifacts born for war are enough to make anyone who dares to look at him feel terrified from the bottom of his heart!

In addition, there are a lot of antiques hidden behind him.

The daily cheating and bullying of children does not prevent them from standing up in danger. Just for the lame reason that the children were bullied, they set the war all over the void, and even fought against hundreds of foreign civilizations on their own.

Although the wilderness also contributed precious power, to be honest, the difference between having wilderness and not having wilderness is nothing more than the active and passive nature of the war, and the number of worlds affected by this matter, but it does not affect the emergence of war.

Just such a shameless thing with thorns all over his body, and hitting the young and the old, avoid it, stay away, it's really not shameful!

Don't you see that even the wilderness who hates Di You to the bone now selectively ignores Di You's exchanges in the wilderness?

Blind, it's better to be blind, at least now He is watching the show, while the smart and capable ones are all being beaten!

He lazily leaned against the big pot he had chosen, and the spoon in his hand, which was as magnificent as the Milky Way, stirred the material world below.

How could the world, which was already corrupted by the rampant epidemic and the spread of plague, bear such heavy pressure? The bright green earth was like a crispy velvet matcha cake, and a large piece was scooped out by a spoon.

The indigenous zombies who had not yet completely fallen and still retained a trace of self-consciousness looked at the earth that suddenly rose from the ground in horror. Tens of thousands of plague demons danced around them. They sang and danced. They happily praised the great father, and willingly followed this spoon into the father's taste buds and became the sacrament to be tasted!

When the pus-yellow juice burst between the lips and teeth, a strong spicy feeling instantly poured into the body of the messenger.

Even though the messenger was the God of Plague and had the power of life, he couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end in front of this rich and rare soup. In just a moment, his whole body was covered with dense rashes.

Bound by the magic power, the body that was maintained was almost broken by the thick soup with bursting energy. The face that had been deformed several times was finally pressed down without showing an ugly round shape.

Feeling the soup that had already penetrated deep into the stomach and was moved and shared by the Nurglings, the messenger from the outside world slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air that was enough to corrode everything.

The heat was a little off, and the materials were inevitably wasted. It did not meet the standards he had expected before, but it was also a very good reference.

However, although all aspects were a little off, resulting in this foreign delicacy not being as good as the messenger wished, but adhering to the idea of ​​not wasting, He continued to urge his descendants to work hard in the temporary pot.

Dharma?

Or is it a sub-type of Dharma combined with the subspace mental state and the law of heaven and earth?

In the midst of Zhang Ke's unreasonable one-sided beating, the first person who couldn't help himself was Lu Cun Xingjun, who was known as the "wise man" and the "ever-changing demon king".

Even though he knew that before he fully understood and integrated into the Jiuzhou system, his overly obvious weaknesses and comprehensive strength full of mistakes were no match for this brainless opponent, but reality forced him to be the first to reveal his cards.

There was no way. When he was fighting with Emperor You, a red-skinned dog with a missing brain completely ignored his own weird state of being beaten out of his own god, and only helped Emperor You to restrict his brother in the same camp!

Not only that, during this period, he was attacked by Po Jun more than once or twice!

It can only be said that if he doesn't explode again to improve his weak state, he will be the first to fall into the void and can't get up again!

There are still so many fun things to watch, and so many complicated and tangled human hearts waiting for him to watch. What's more important is that he really can't accept this red-skinned scabby dog ​​jumping up and down in front of him. Lu Cun has never wanted to kill this red-skinned dog-headed man like he does now.

So, the next moment, an invisible and intangible halo was released in the raging sea of ​​fire. After Lu Cun mobilized his power to the extreme, the first thing to appear from the sea of ​​fire was the Big Dipper - the phantom of Lu Cun.

The illusory and huge stars stood in the void, and their majestic posture could even be compared with the foreign world that was being used as an iron pot to cook thick soup not far away.

The stars with blue and pink light intertwined and shining like a heart rhythmically issued a vigorous rhythm. With the shaking of the stars, the surface mantle was like water waves rippling endlessly, and it was like a pregnant woman who had been pregnant for ten months and had reached the time of delivery.

Under the gaze of Zhang Ke's golden eyes, which were like the sun, the "thin" planet was able to be seen through. He saw Lu Cun, who appeared inside and merged with the stars at some point, and the "weapon" in his arms, which looked like a Zen stick.

This thing that was about to break out of the shell was undoubtedly a powerful means. Even Zhang Ke felt the strong deterrence projected from the inside of the soft and cute star.

A needle-like feeling as if someone was aiming at the center of the eyebrows constantly emerged from his true spirit.

However, he felt a little excited about this.

He was warlike and aggressive, but it was difficult to find an evenly matched opponent since his debut. The result of the two crushing made it impossible for Zhang Ke to show the skills inherited from his elders. Now that his opponent has changed to the greatness of the outer domain, this situation has become more rampant.

A few earthen chickens and clay dogs are mixed with some difficult to resist existences, especially when the Queen Mother of the West passively prohibited his split action, Zhang Ke, whose explosive power suddenly dropped, recently felt a little bored in the selective and stable battle.

Lu Cun's outburst satisfied Zhang Ke's vision in this regard, so he casually cut off Po Jun who wanted to sneak attack, and his eyes turned to stare at the ruddy Po Jun with interest:

The eyes seemed to say, look at Lu Cun who risked his life, aren't you ashamed? If you have any hidden tricks, use them quickly!

Po Jun: "."

He really didn't expect that Lu Cun, a fun-loving man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would really give him a big job.

Indeed, when Lu Cun was busy, Po Jun was not idle either. Sharpening knives was basically a normal situation in Jiuzhou, but compared with other people's improvement of their own great power, Po Jun was more inclined to select those brave warriors and let them fight for him.

In addition, Po Jun's figure would appear in every chaotic world in Jiuzhou, providing blessings for bravery, war and everything, while also satisfying his warlike and wild psychology.

In other words, he was so busy watching the excitement that he forgot about himself.

Although exercising authority and cultivating followers can still increase Pojun's authority and ability, compared with his slow and steady development, the current combat power of Lu Cun, who has transformed into a warrior, is undoubtedly stronger.

No, how long has he been in Jiuzhou?

It has only been more than a month, even if it is recorded in the time of the mortal world, it has only been a few decades, and the excitement has not passed. As a result, the old brothers of the past have become strangers one by one, and only He is still clinging to the old ways.

This.

Looking at Zhang Ke's curious and inquiring eyes, Pojun turned his eyes away in his heart and looked away.

As an old veteran who often gets beaten in some aspects, no one understands the guilty mentality of not completing the assignment better than Zhang Ke. When he saw Pojun's subconscious reaction of turning his head, he had already seen through everything.

Lazy dog?

Lazy dog ​​is good!

The next moment, Zhang Ke abandoned Lu Cun, who was rapidly tearing the outer membrane to reveal the true nature of war. His magnificent body flashed to the vicinity of Po Jun in just a moment. The tiger soul in his hand roared deafeningly in the turbulent storm, and then the roars came one after another.

There was no way, no existence could withstand the brutal attack of Emperor You without changing its face.

The chaotic system composed of the barbaric soldiers, the precious copper tree, the authority of Jiuzhou, the evil thoughts. If it were placed on others, they might be worried, depressed, and even hurt themselves because of the conflict of the system and the emphasis of energy.

But Zhang Ke used the all-embracing nature of the barbaric human race and the Jiuzhou immortals to integrate everything.

Of course, even so, the negative effects brought by the mixed system cannot be completely avoided, but Zhang Ke often chooses to pour out these complicated and conflicting parts all at once, letting the enemy bear the part that exceeds the limit.

This also resulted in the fact that the experience after fighting with him was not very pleasant.

As a personal experiencer at the moment, Po Jun experienced it personally.

In a short period of time that passed by in a blink of an eye, Po Jun was struck by Hu Po's sword one after another.

In this space that was completely sealed by the sea of ​​fire, he was almost unable to dodge. His foresight, which was like a sign of stealing, allowed Hu Po's blade to intercept him where he appeared first, and his resistance was even more difficult. Weak and powerless.

The violent power and indestructible weapons interrupted Po Jun's horn of resistance, and the thick blade slapped him hard on the forehead.

Finally, after hundreds of rounds of chopping at different positions, the unbearable Po Jun let out an angry war cry!

He suddenly turned around and faced Zhang Ke who was pursuing him. He suddenly raised the cracked ax in his hand that had been replaced countless times.

Then, no then!

Hundreds of head-on collisions almost turned Po Jun into a bloody man.

Although His face is ruddy enough!

The wounds that were bleeding heavily and were difficult to repair continuously drew out his power, and the mixed energy in his body surged into his consciousness. In addition, his forehead was almost sunken after being hit for more than ten times. In a fit of anger, his blood and energy Before the increase in rage brought about by brain rush could be realized, Po Jun fainted first, the ax in his hand unconsciously fell into the void, and he turned into a piece of flesh and blood garbage floating in the void.

Although it was a lesson, it was still hard work!

Looking at Po Jun who fainted, Zhang Ke nodded slightly gratefully.

At the same time, on his retina, the numbers in a prompt message were slowly stabilizing:

[Based on the digestion of a large amount of energy, character-related defects have been replenished, your bloodline has been slightly fine-tuned, and your bloodline growth rate is now adjusted to 1:2.9 (lowered for nearly adulthood)

Your bloodline growth progress has received new adjustments (10.2~11.4) (original body: 142567 (meters)) corresponding attributes. For spell bonuses, please click here to view details.

Based on the character's feedback, your companion treasure, the Nine-Day Bronze Tree, has received a corresponding growth bonus.

Based on your bloodline promotion, based on the character-related attributes have been seriously exceeded, your Great Road-related dungeon has undergone new changes based on the player's current attributes (dungeon super model penalty), the related difficulty ↑↑↑, please within ten natural years Actively participate in relevant trial advanced dungeons, otherwise the game will actively screen and send players into the random challenge timeline of this civilization.]

ten years?

That's okay.

For Zhang Ke, as long as it is not a live teleportation, he can accept the remaining time. Anyway, in his original preparation, he also wanted to take a break to face everything, and as for the game reminder

Just take a look at this thing, there is no need to take it seriously, after all, you don't need others to remind you of your luck and ideas.

No matter how hard you increase the difficulty, is it possible that the branch plots discovered by Zhang Ke will still be exciting?

I thought he could turn the Tang Dynasty's crusade against the Western Regions into a battle of ascension, and then the Wilderness Probe was turned into a chaos in the East China Sea, and now there is still a void burning with war.

With these examples, are you still worried that the difficulty of his copy will be high?

Compared with everything he has seen through, Zhang Ke believes in gathering enough power to break everything before it starts.

A punch. Ahem.

Talking about bloodline, at the same level, Kyushu's hands are more powerful in fighting.

Also in order to digest the elixir, in the previous battles against the Outland, even though Zhang Ke had defeated three Outland greats, the bloodline growth share of the opponent's fighting intensity was only a pitiful 0.2.

Even if Zhang Ke hadn't saved up a bit before, it would be good to move one place!

In contrast, a Po Jun provided him with a full year of bloodline growth. This is still the current Po Jun and is not the original version. The time to correct evil is so short that the opponent has not learned Kyushu at all. The essence of comprehensive development.

And if the object of the competition were to be those long-famous emperors in heaven, Zhang Ke really couldn't imagine how far he would have grown after clearing them all.

Of course, Zhang Ke was just thinking about it. It was not impossible to take action, but it would not sound good if the juniors and elders spread the word. He was not worried that some old men would become angry and directly change their bodies to fight on their behalf.

But it doesn't matter if the emperors can't fight. Isn't there a ready-made Lucun who has liberated his real body and is gearing up?

Even not far away, the Western Plaguebringer was looking expectantly at the area where they were fighting.

Judging from the innocent look in the other party's eyes, Zhang Ke felt that if he sent out an invitation, he should not receive a rejection answer!

Of course, before dragging the envoy into the water, he had to deal with Lucun, who had just retreated a little and started talking glibly.

In this way, when the golden-red eyes burning like the sun were transferred from the wandering red-skinned dead dog to his body, Lu Cun seemed to sense something unknown and staggered violently at his feet, and the Zen staff in his hand even more. The buzzer keeps buzzing.

Before he could react, along with the familiar storm and the thunderous roar of a tiger, Lucun saw a ferocious and twisted red figure speeding towards him.

At the same time, an excited voice resounded in his mind:

“Lu Cun, I need you to help me practice!”