Global access to digitalization

Chapter 935

Colorful rays of light filled the live broadcast room, completely dyeing the entire live broadcast room with seven colors. The dense colors gathered together, forming a light that almost blinded the eyes of countless monks in the live broadcast room.

"Ah—my eyes!"

"If you want a fart's eyes, my heart will jump out!"

"Boss, don't hesitate to tip, I'll be right there when I start the live broadcast!"

When the light dissipated a little, the monks in the live broadcast room immediately wailed loudly.

"who are you!!!"

Huang Tian spoke.

In the wave of colorful light just now, there were thousands of emperor-level props, including extraordinary high-level props. Even he was a little bit surprised by such a large number of emperor-level props.

Of course, he can also reward so many emperor-level props, but it is not worth it, and he is not armed with the Heavenly Dao Clan to prepare for the hegemony of the entire inner universe in the future.

"Qianbi, if you can't do it, just shut up!"

Jin Jin's speech once again mocked Huang Tian.

Huang Tian was furious, he wished he could find out that guy immediately, but he didn't know who that guy was at all, and the guy's nickname was blocked in the live broadcast room.

At this time, another golden speech appeared in the live broadcast room, still mocking Huang Tian.

"Isn't it just some emperor-level props? There are a lot of them in this seat!"

Huang Tian finally couldn't bear it anymore, waved out thousands of emperor-level props, and directly donated them to the live broadcast room.

The colorful light once again filled the live broadcast room, and the countless monks in the live broadcast room once again let out bursts of mourning.

They hate it!

The little girl in the live broadcast room is just a little monk at level 999, and now she may have become the richest monk in the inner universe.

Of course, Huang Tian and that mysterious person must be excluded for being the richest, but it is certain that even some top forces are not as rich as the little girl in the live broadcast room at this time.

Countless monks have their guts broken, especially those monks who are relatively close to the fairyland. If they are more courageous, thousands of emperor-level props will all be theirs.

"Hey! Poorer still has some capital!"

Jin Jin's speech mocked Huang Tian again.

As soon as the voice fell, a white light suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

When countless monks saw this white curtain, their faces suddenly showed blank expressions.

It has been almost three years since the digitalization of the inner universe, and basically every monk understands the situation of digitalization.

Countless monks are clear about what the white light represents, that is, the most common props, that is, the lowest-level props.

The problem is, when tipping in the live broadcast room, let alone white common-level props, even red epic-level props will not have special light effects. Only items that reach the golden mythical level will have special light effects.

Now, what the hell is that white light?
At this time, Huang Tian was also stunned.

He stared at an item in the hands of the little girl in the live broadcast room. This item was the prop for the special effect of the white light just now.

A long sword, a very ordinary looking, even ugly long sword!

Of course, not only Huang Tian, ​​but countless monks in the live broadcast room also noticed this long sword.

Just when countless people were wondering why the little girl took out such a long sword, they heard the little girl say excitedly: "Thank you for the 'pseudo-immortal weapon' rewarded by the boss!"

boom!
Terrible auras suddenly erupted from all over the 33 domain, and the reason for this situation was the words of the little girl in the live broadcast room just now.

False Immortal Artifact! ! !
Countless monks couldn't believe what they heard. That ugly long sword turned out to be a fake fairy weapon!

At this moment, they suddenly felt that the long sword was not ugly, on the contrary, it was handsome, so handsome that it exploded!

"Poor ratio, you know the gap between us!"

The golden speech appeared again.

However, this time Huang was too difficult to refute.

He has more than one pseudo-immortal weapon. After all, he almost unified the inner universe and obtained a lot of 'pseudo-immortal-level' materials. He also spent a lot of time forging some weapons from those materials.

But the problem is, he has his own, but he is not willing to reward the 'pseudo-immortal weapon' to that ant with only level 999!
"Hahahaha... It really is poor!"

A red speech appeared in the live broadcast room, and when everyone saw the speaker, they were immediately happy. The speaker was the Demon Lord Yang Xia who disappeared not long ago.

Seeing Yang Xia's speech, Huang Tian's whole body trembled a little. He could tolerate the ridicule of that mysterious man, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate Yang Xia's mockery of him.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in the live broadcast room again, and a bloody bracelet appeared in the little girl in the live broadcast room.

Then, the little girl bowed and shouted: "Thank you for the 'pseudo-immortal artifact' rewarded by Mozun!"

wow——

The barrage in the live broadcast room went crazy again, and someone actually tipped a 'pseudo-immortal weapon' again!
Mozun Yangxia: "Poor comparison, don't come out and pretend to be a comparison if you don't have anything!"

Huang Tian: "Yang Xia, you are looking for death, I will go and destroy you now!"

Demon Lord Yang Xia: "Poor ratio!"

Huang Tian: "This seat will crush you to ashes!"

Demon Lord Yang Xia: "Poor ratio!"

"Ahhhh-"

The Tiandaoyu situation suddenly, an extremely angry roar resounded through the entire Dayu, and even the surrounding Dayu heard the roar.

In the live broadcast room, everyone hadn't seen Huang Tian's speech for a long time, thinking that the battle was over, but suddenly, white lights appeared in the live broadcast room, and there were still three white lights.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang Tian, ​​for the three 'pseudo-immortal artifacts' rewarded!"

The little girl in the live broadcast room held a dress, followed by a long sword, and thanked excitedly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"I hate it, I hate it so much!"

"No, I can't stand it, I'm going to rob!"

"That's right, a 999-level garbage, how can He De have so many fake fairy weapons!"

The speeches in the live broadcast room turned from envy and jealousy to greed, and these speeches also woke up countless monks, and then, without saying a word, they quickly left in the direction of the fairyland.

"It's over, this little girl is going to die!"

"Oh! The treasure is touching!"

"Who says it's not, let alone the four 'pseudo-immortal artifacts', even the thousands of emperor-level props that Huang Tian and that mysterious boss rewarded, this little girl will become the prey of countless people."

The kind-hearted monks in the live broadcast sighed one after another, and no monk thought that this little girl could survive today. With so many treasures and four "pseudo-immortal artifacts", the top forces will be tempted, and may even be in the first place. When a 'false fairy artifact' appeared, he had already gone to look for the little girl.

At this time, the little girl in the live broadcast room seemed to feel nothing, and she didn't seem to see the reminder of the barrage in the live broadcast room at all, which made countless monks who reminded her sigh.

They believed that it wasn't that the little girl didn't feel it, and it wasn't that she didn't see the reminder, but that the little girl thought she couldn't escape, so fortunately she accepted her upcoming fate.

In 'Ascension to Immortal Secret Realm', Di Yao looked at the little girl in the live broadcast room, and said worriedly, "Is Rong Rong okay?"

"No, but what I don't understand is, why did that little girl run out in real body? And like me, she has become so much smaller?"

Wang Xian frowned slightly.

That's right, this little girl who has received thousands of emperor-level props and four "pseudo-immortal artifacts" as rewards is exactly the disciple of "Xiangong", the flower in the wind, snow and moon, that is, the one who has the hidden profession "You Ying" Hua Xiangrong.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Xian rewarded so many emperor-level props and a 'pseudo-immortal artifact'.

Yes, the mysterious person in the live broadcast room was none other than Wang Xian, and it was precisely because the live broadcast room was full of flowers that Wang Xian would stimulate Huang Tian repeatedly, in order to get more treasures from Huang Tian.

However, what Wang Xian didn't expect was that he wanted to use the 'pseudo-immortal weapon' to attack some Huangtians disgustingly, but the Demon Lord Yang Xia suddenly burst out, and rewarded Huang Tian with two stimulating items at once. False Immortal Artifact' is simply a windfall!

"Wang Xian, Sister Diyao, do you know that little girl?" Su Qiaoling asked in surprise.

She saw Wang Xian rewarding the little girl with thousands of emperor-level props before, and then took out a "pseudo-celestial artifact", and thought Wang Xian was "burned by a lot of money". Meet that little girl.

"Yes. Her name is Hua Xiangrong, and she is a disciple of our 'Xiangong'." Di Yao explained with a smile.

Su Qiaoling suddenly realized, and murmured: "No wonder, I thought it was Wang Xian who had some special hobbies..."

The corner of Wang Xian's mouth twitched, he was too lazy to talk to Su Qiaoling who was out of his mind, his attention had already returned to Hua Xiangrong's live broadcast room.

At this time, in Hua Xiangrong's live broadcast room, besides Hua Xiangrong, there were also figures with blurred faces.

Although these figures did not erupt any terrifying aura, every monk who saw them seemed to feel their fearfulness and tyrannical strength.

"Who are you?"

Hua Xiangrong looked innocently at the dozens of figures that suddenly appeared.

"It's over, this little girl is over!"

"Oh, she's so naive!"

"Naive ass, I think it's just stupid. If you close the live broadcast room and run earlier, there are so many emperor-level props, and you can definitely hide them!"

"It's too late to say anything now, alas!"

Countless monks sighed.

Facing the innocence of Hua Xiangrong, those dozens of figures did not have any emotional fluctuations.

They have lived for countless years, what kind of people have not seen it?
Even if this little girl is very innocent and cute, what's the use?

Compared with those thousands of emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal artifacts', this little girl is nothing at all.

The reason why he didn't do anything now is entirely because there are too many strong people present, and these strong people don't belong to the same force.

What's more, if this little girl is really killed, who knows if all the thousands of emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal artifacts' will fall out?
After all, the inner universe is digitized now. If the player dies, not all the items in the backpack will be dropped.

If they were unlucky, maybe none of the four 'False Immortal Artifacts' would fall out, and if they killed the little girl directly, they would have their guts completely gutted.

"Little girl, hand over the thousands of emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal artifacts' just now, and I can let you go!" A vague figure said calmly.

"That's right, those things are not something you, a little girl, can have. Hand them over, and you can leave safely." Another figure also said.

"Little girl, hand it over so that nothing will happen to you." A strong woman said gently.

She does like this little girl a little, but compared to those thousands of emperor-level props and four 'false fairy artifacts', this little girl is nothing.

"Why, this is mine, why should I give it to you?"

Hua Xiangrong quickly put the 'pseudo-immortal' sword in her hand back into her backpack.

"Little girl, hand it over now so you don't have to suffer a little, or you will regret it!" A figure exuding a cold aura said hoarsely.

"I won't hand it over, if you have the ability, you can get it yourself!"

Hua Xiangrong said angrily.

"court death!"

The figure exuding a cold aura was furious immediately, and slapped Hua Xiangrong in the air.

In the void, a palm print appeared, and quickly swiped towards Hua Xiangrong's immature face.

"Bastard, what do you want?"

A figure yelled loudly, and he quickly appeared in midair, knocking the palm print away.

Dozens of figures all focused their gazes on that figure exuding a cold aura, all pressing towards that figure with terrifying power.

"What do you want to do?"

The figure exuding a cold breath asked in a cold voice.

"What do you want to do? Don't you know what your actions just now will cause us to lose?" A figure scolded.

"Hmph! This old man naturally knows what he is doing. This old man is just teaching that little girl a lesson, to let her know what respect is!" The cold figure said coldly.

"Aren't you afraid to kill her directly? She is just a cultivator in the divine realm. What is your cultivation level?" Another figure said angrily.

The figure with a gloomy aura stopped talking immediately, he really forgot about it for a while, this little girl's level of filmmaking is too low, even though he used very little force in that slap just now, he could really slap that little girl The film is afraid of death, and even the film is completely wiped out!
"Humph!"

Seeing the figure with the cold breath stopped talking, the other figures snorted coldly and removed the pressure on the figure with the cold breath.

"Little girl, hand over the things. I can make the decision and let you take away those low-level emperor-level props." A figure persuaded.

These people's realms are above the 'Ten Heavens of the Emperor's Realm', and the low-level emperor-level props are completely useless to them. If Hua Xiangrong can hand over the four 'pseudo-immortal artifacts' and high-level emperor-level props, let Hua Xiangrong So why not take away those low-level emperor-level props?

(End of this chapter)