Chapter 218: Fighting, the Sense of Superiority in IQ!

"Fighting started again!!" Someone shouted, "Run, run to the city wall area, the last time the city wall area was safe."

Everyone in the entire central ring area was excited.

"The saint must have come on a secret visit! Could it be that he has arrived now?"

"It's an assassination! It's an assassination!!"

But what they didn't expect was that the local government was faster than them, and it seemed to be prepared.

A ship that had not been sold yet, carrying the cities and families living in the central ring, quickly came to the outer ring city wall.

A circular Colosseum was formed again.

"What a bunch of trash, you have left the capital, and you dare not attack my Dharma image with your original body."

Looking at this group of enemies coming, the saint's face suddenly showed a fanatical smile, "Do you still think that your original body may not even be able to beat my Dharma image?"

"Or, are you dead people? Your original body can't leave the tomb, but you just think you are still alive?"

He raised one hand, looked up at the sky and grabbed, crushing an attacking Dharma image of the mind.

Chang Wudao's huge figure pressed hard on the ground, sneering: "You are the dead man, why don't you leave the capital? I'm afraid you can't come out, you can only come out in the Dharma form, you earth-bound spirit." Chang Wudao looked at the other person with a contemptuous look. He felt that the other person was really pathetic. A dead man, an earth-bound spirit, but he thought he was still alive. A sense of superiority of IQ crushing rose in his heart. Xin Xichen also flashed a trace of contempt: "I have to stay in the capital and can't go out, but you are the one who ignores the fact that you are a dead man. You have a logical flaw and you can't understand it no matter what I say. It's really pitiful!" Xin Xichen's tone also carried a sense of superiority of IQ crushing, "You don't know that you are dead, you live like a clown, a dead man, an earth-bound spirit, thinks he is still alive." Obviously, Chang Wudao was completely annoyed. This is obviously what I want to say to you! It seems that this last saint, logical flaws, is simply unreasonable. But it is also true. What can I say to such a pathetic person?

It's just a regret, a suicide note before death.

"Just an old saint, look at my magic."

Chang Wudao growled.

Tsk! ! !

A blood-red beam of light suddenly shot up into the sky, and the air waves burst out continuously.

The people of the Central Ring had already evacuated, and the entire Central Ring building disintegrated in an instant, turned into powder, melted into a cloud of smoke and dust and dissipated with the wind.

Doukouhong, Xinyi Baishan, Xinyi Yun, and others had already hidden in the dark of the city wall, watching this battle.

This horrific scene shocked everyone on the circular city wall of the "Colosseum".

The huge figure broke through the heavy clouds in the sky, and countless air currents and clouds rotated around their bodies at high speed, forming vortices, and the figures were almost invisible.

Chang Wudao fought for only a few moments, and was obviously losing step by step. He suddenly roared, "There is the Way, the Lost Way, the Human Way, the Kingly Way"

As he roared, other figures who had reached the Transformation Realm walked out.

"For countless years, these are the descendants cultivated by this deity, and then I took over their bodies."

Chang Wudao sneered, licked his lips, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes:

"The foundation I have accumulated will transform six deities into me. How should you deal with it?"

Chang Wudao's eyes shone with a bloody red light.

And Xin Xichen just glanced at him, indifferent in his heart.

The existences in these tombstones are basically like this.

After they die, they have almost no ability to grow, so they use the Dharma image to visit incognito, cultivate young talents, develop power, and then kill the other party and control them.

In the storybooks, there are often strange encounters with residual souls, mysterious masters, and ancient powers.

In fact, they really exist.

It is these ancient tomb monsters who go to lure those young talents and do these insidious things.

"However, the few he has cultivated over the years should be able to burn a batch."

Xin Xichen smiled, feeling calm.

Just a dead man.

He was fishing for Chang Wudao, knowing that he would be the first to come.

It was just an introductory book on the royal family. He thought that he had attacked the royal family for the first time, but he had long forgotten the memory of his countless deaths.

When the royal family of Xin Dynasty was at its peak, those arrogant guys who had the courage to attack the royal family basically fell into their traps!

One by one, they ambushed, assassinated, set various traps, and tricked them out.

Only those tomb owners who knew how to endure and never attacked their royal family had never killed them once!

What he had to guard against were these cunning people who endured and had never killed anyone without knowing the details.

But it was precisely because the other party was forbearing that he easily determined that the other party would not dare to attack at will.

Only reckless men like Chang Wudao would attack.

"How sad!"

The eyes of this last saint were filled with coldness:

"Those who have a chance to kill me dare not come to surround and kill me, while those who have no chance to kill me will come. This is logic, inherent logic. It was like this more than 100,000 years ago, and it is still like this now!"

Xin Xichen slowly raised his hand and said lightly: "The dead who have been figured out are recorded in the royal archives. Why should we be afraid?"

Boom!

Eight defense towers rose again on the ground of the middle ring.

Chang Wudao vaguely felt that it was not good. The other party had only released one tower before. It was obviously to lure people over?

He had already built nine towers.

However, only nine towers were obviously far from being formed.

In the next second, eight of the city wall ancestors in the outer ring entered the middle ring and settled in the towers.

The earth-bound spirits have a range limit.

They cannot go to the inner ring. The maximum range of movement is the middle ring, so these defense towers are built in the middle ring.

Clatter!

Figures settled in the defense towers one after another.

Thousands of ancestors of the city walls behind them injected energy into the towers and gathered on the defense towers.

And the Sword Fairy also sat in the center of a defense tower.

"Open fire!"

The Sword Fairy shouted.

The energy of the outer wall was injected into the nine defense towers in the middle ring. The nine defense towers formed a circle again, and the light prisms rotated and gathered on the Sword Fairy.

"Kill!"

A sword light fell with a shocking sword light.

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Originally, a joint attack would at most seriously injure the Huawo realm.

Even a group of masters of the Yixin realm with a group of artifacts could withstand it.

But the power now actually killed a Huawo realm Dharma image directly.

"These are just nine defense towers, which have been upgraded to a higher level"

Just when Chang Wudao thought that this was the end, a scarecrow quickly covered the fallen Huawo realm Dharma image and took over the magpie's nest.

An unprecedented scarecrow king stood up!

And not only that, the nine defense towers, the weapon spirits are still flashing with terrifying whispers, hiding, and roaring.

This defense tower has no weapon spirit at all.

Instead, it is a crazy chaotic sound.

The reason comes from a suggestion from the Xinchao Saint:

"Although the anthropomorphic technology of this weapon spirit is excellent, have you ever thought about the opposite, not so much like a human, and making it very unlike a human."

"Making the weapon spirit crazy, injecting a lot of resentment, regret, and hatred to lose reason, this may not be very humane, but it is also a way."

The players learn from experience.

Isn't this the elders and villagers when the three flowers are opened?

Crazy, full of "three flowers", "opening the fairy gate", "I am a Taoist priest".

They are going to make a player version of the elders and villagers whispering.

So.

They made a player's weapon spirit crazy!

The soul of the weapon spirit was filled with the pain, torture, and mutterings of each player before death.

The nine towers actually shared the same unconscious weapon spirit, and they were all chanting madly.

"Hahaha!"

"Swim, swim!~"

"Brother, you smell so good."

"Gugugugu!~"

"Who am I? Who am I?"

As if it were the eighteen levels of hell, the turbid air and residual thoughts of the players before death on the nine towers seemed like an extremely gloomy and resentful picture.

The black smoke billowed, and the nine monks on the nine defense towers accumulated energy again, and seemed to be nurturing the next wave of attacks.

"Not good!"

Chang Wudao's face changed slightly.

"I know you are all watching the show, take this opportunity, help me now!"

Unfortunately, there was no response at all on the entire battlefield.

He was left alone to fight in the dark.

Several powerful ancient tombs existed, silently watching this scene.

"Chang Wudao, how pathetic, he is already dead, but still thinks he is alive."

"The last saint is the same, he was already dead when the dynasty fell, but he is still alive with resentment, thinking he has not yet been defeated."

"Two beings are mocking each other for being dead, how funny!!"

These beings in the shadows have a sense of superiority in IQ, and they are high above them.

I feel crushed.

Only I am still hiding in the tomb, watching the changes of the times, the clouds rolling and the clouds spreading, and even witnessing these two dead people, just two earth-bound spirits, performing a ridiculous farce!

And why do they know that Chang Wudao is dead?

Because in the Xin Dynasty era, they hid in the dark and saw Chang Wudao doing the same thing today, rushing out recklessly.

In the end, he was surrounded and killed by the Xin Dynasty!

"Just a pathetic logical creature."

Someone sneered: "If his mind is figured out, he will be deceived into the trap once, and he can be deceived into it countless times."

"Only I am different."

His voice was majestic and ancient. "I witnessed him being surrounded and killed with my own eyes. How do I know that this time is not a trap?"

"He was tricked out, but I will not be tricked out."

"He just lost a group of Dharma images. If we ignore him, we will not lose anything. Why not let these dead people find out the truth about this saint?"

They were unexpectedly steady.

But they didn't know that they were scolding the other party's inherent logic, but they themselves were also following the inherent logic.

Some people were rushing according to logic.

Some people were hiding according to logic.

They were cautious and did not dare to act rashly, and were also guessed by this pilgrim saint.

The major holy places in Kyushu.

The real living people of the contemporary era watched this scene silently.

The old ancestor of the Doukou family laughed and said, "I can already guess that many ancient beings are now in joy, and have a sense of superiority, watching the dead fight while they are still alive."

"And this sense of superiority belongs only to us living people." An ancient being of the Bi'an family spoke.

Xinyi in white robe laughed and said, "We can't just do it casually. We are a family of living people, and we have ties. If we are labeled as traitors, it will be difficult for this saint to encircle and suppress us afterwards."

Everyone looked at Xinyi, laughing and crying: "You are clearly speaking for your family."

Xinyi smiled, "You don't want to attack, right? Our Xinyi family has reached the top, and my old friends are still the king of Jiuzhou. Why do we need to make such a mess?"

The families of the other eight continents did think so.

It's not impossible to change a saint!

This saint is from the Xinyi family, and he knows everything about it. Why bother?

Big families will almost always choose to be steady rather than aggressive!

What's more, they are already at the top now, what benefits can they get by being aggressive?

Fight for the position of saint?

But that's too slim.

It's better to continue to be one of the nine kings in the world!

What they have to do is to defend the foundation that has already stood at the top, and even resist the rebels.

At this time.

Everyone saw this scene, and they were all laughing and crying, looking at the group of dead people full of superiority, feeling that their IQ crushed them, and their brains occupied the high ground.

At this time, a handsome young man from the Qiangwei family spoke faintly:

"You laugh at the superiority of those dead people, how do you know that we are not dead now, we are all superior clowns who think they are still alive?"

Suddenly, everything was silent.

The sense of superiority in their hearts disappeared immediately, and the few people present returned to the dilemma of whether I am dead or not.

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