super god sculptor

Chapter 99

"Follower loss is serious!" Liu Can was a little distressed.

Although Xu Xiu earned a lot of money, many people suddenly canceled her live broadcast.

After all, the number of on-site orders has increased from 1 to 3. Thinking about it, it is almost all boring carving time.

"Hey, the number of fans and online numbers is increasing again, what's going on?"

After a while, Liu Can exclaimed again.

"Hahaha, that's great! It shows that the location of the live broadcast room is more accurate!"

"In addition to sculpture enthusiasts, there are also people from the world of practice, and there will be a lot of them!"

Zheng Yuan explained proudly.

The change in the rules for ordering sculptures on the spot has made almost all the online people are real practitioners.

Not only are there powerful factions of righteous ways from all sides, but also the demon world rushed into the live broadcast room.

"Cultivation world? Good, wonderful!"

Xu Xiu also let go of his reserve, and started yelling loudly.

He found that the engraving points contributed by these people are almost twice or even several times that of ordinary people.

He was still distressed by the discovery that "as the level increases, the number of engraving points obtained from the same person decreases", but he saw a shortcut to quickly increase engraving points.

That is to attract the attention of practitioners.

The change of the rules almost attracted the influx of many practitioners, even 24 hours of attention.

Moreover, it is not difficult to carve three works designated by the other party in three hours. The prototypes are directly sculpted by everyone in the front, and he only needs to personally operate the knife in the last hour to refine the works.

……

Outside the town, a black figure sprinted frantically towards Shiwan Dashan.

When he climbed over a mountain, he finally escaped from the human gathering place.

"Hahaha, three floors, but mediocre!"

Facing the pitch-black night, Hei Ying couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

Black shadows, falling horizontally, the terrifying imperial cat demon.

"Stupid, little demon emperor, has been performing in the palm of my old lady, without knowing it!"

Shocked, he turned his head and saw that the person was wearing a white Sanda T-shirt.

On the chest, there is a big word "war" printed on it.

Darkness has no effect on horizontal vision.

Surprisingly, it looks like the wind can blow you down, Qiao Weiwei.

But seeing the other party walking slowly, he didn't believe that the other party could really be blown down by the wind.

Qiao Weiwei, on the other hand, had already sprinkled dog shit sugar tracking dust into the horizontal hair fall.

No matter where you escape, as long as it is within a hundred miles, you can locate the dust at any time.

When the other party fled towards the Shiwan Dashan, she had Gordon in her heart.

Mostly monsters!
The magic weapon fell into his hands, is this still worth it?

Must be killed!

And in the remote mountain, it is the best place to kill monsters.

"Hey, since you have seen through my identity, then the cat will not spare you."

"You know, the dark night is the home of the demon clan!"

If the leader knew that he had exposed his identity in front of the third floor, he would definitely not spare him lightly.

Therefore, instead of planning to run away, he wanted to kill someone to silence him.

What's more, in the dark night, not only is one's strength at its peak, but the opponent's vision will be greatly affected.

With each other's strengths and weaknesses, there is every chance to counter-kill the opponent!

After saying that, he transformed into a prototype.

Prototype, once again increase the bonus 10% combat power.

"Ow—"

Shuipingluo let out a wild roar, and rushed towards Qiao Weiwei like lightning.

Get started first!
In the air, the head suddenly soared more than ten times exaggeratedly.

The bloody cat's mouth and thick cat's teeth bit Qiao Weiwei's head.

It is bound to bite off his head and throat in one bite.

Qiao Weiwei raised her sword slowly.

The sword also rose against the wind, rising from one foot to one meter in an instant, before it stopped rising.

And the other party's big mouth seemed to find a delicious fish on the sword, and rushed towards it.

Horrified by the horizontal fall, he hurriedly retreated to avoid the sword's edge.

"Ow—"

Then it rushed again, rushing towards Qiao Weiwei's Xia Sanlu.

"Hey, good time!"

Qiao Weiwei shouted coldly, and the sword suddenly cut downwards.

The cold light brought a terrifying hurricane and cut it down from the sky.

Although it was the air that was cut, when the sword fell, it must also be when the opponent's head rushed.

When the level fell, I was scared out of my wits, and if I rushed too fast, even if I tried my best to stop it, I would be injured by the sword.

"Yeyoushen, kill me!"

At the critical moment, Shuiping Luo decides to use the magic weapon he just bought.

Although he still didn't know how powerful it was, nor how to use it, but at a critical moment, he threw out the wood carving regardless of other things.

Qiao Weiwei slashed down with a sword, and with a soft "pounce", cut off the foot-long red object.

Qiao Weiwei was shocked, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the toe of a giant boot.

Raising his head, there was another two-meter-long red giant boot on the tip of his eyebrows.

Looking up, he suddenly saw a giant, and couldn't help but backed away violently.

The giant was several feet long, wearing a black gauze hat and a black toga, sitting on a giant chair with his legs crossed.

Holding a vermilion pen in one hand and a scroll book in the other, it seems to be reviewing.

"Night Tour God!"

Qiao Weiwei exclaimed.

"You, you dare to cut off the toe of this god's boot, and you should be punished for your crime!"

Ye Youshen raised his pen and pointed at Qiao Weiwei.

Its power is unmatched. Although the sword in Qiao Weiwei's hand is also a magic weapon, it seems that she can't even lift it in front of the pen.

"Mrs. Nanyue, kill!"

Qiao Weiwei saw that what the other party sacrificed was a magic weapon just bought from Xu Xiu, so she also hurriedly sacrificed Mrs. Nanyue.

It is also the first time for her to use it, so she can only hold the mentality of trying it out.

I was also sweating in my heart, if I couldn't stop the other party's stroke, I'm afraid she would die on the spot.

"Grandma Erxian is here, just wandering around at night, don't try to be brave!"

Mrs. Nanyue let out a coquettish drink, and with a wave of her fly whisk, she went towards Zhubi.

The tip of the needle collided with the wheat awn without a sound.

"Hahahaha, if it's daytime, this god is no match for Madam."

"But at night, you, surrender yourself!"

Ye Youshen put away the vermilion pen, and his mountain-like body stood up abruptly, laughing wildly.

He raised his leg and stepped down, intending to step Mrs. Nanyue, who is 1.6 meters seven, into the ground.

"Hmph, when did grandma ever fear her grandson?"

Mrs. Nanyue snorted coldly, and the carved "Huang Ting Jing" in her arms appeared above her head out of thin air.

That foot couldn't be stepped on anymore.

The carvings of characters are even more radiant, illuminating the night sky in a bizarre way.

Countless scriptures buzzed and flew indiscriminately, attacking Ye Youshen's whole body.

Ye Youshen retracted his legs, raised his pen in a calm manner, and greeted him with a book.

Mrs. Nanyue stood up from the carved characters, and the dust hit her face, facial features, and throat.

One fairy and one god fought fiercely in one place, and the sky and the earth changed color for a while.

The birds and beasts fled in panic, not daring to vent their spirits.

"Aww, Qiao Weiwei, Qiao Weiwei, even if your realm is higher than mine, you will have an advantage if you use the same magic weapon. Unfortunately, it's a dark night now."

"Before, you were still full of advantages, and then you were tied, but now, you have a lot of magic weapons, and you are on the verge of losing!"

"I believe that within a quarter of an hour, it must be the time when you die!"

As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Nanyue was sent flying out by Ye Youshen.

Qiao Weiwei remained unhurried, giggling and said, "What if there are two more?"

As soon as the words were finished, two white-clothed women appeared again, with the word "war" on their chests.

Joya, Jolene.

It was just right with Qiao Weiwei, and with the momentum of Cheng Qijiao, he surrounded the opponent with a cat and a magic weapon in the center.

"Empress Shouxian, fight!"

Qiao Ya shouted softly and held out the statue of Magu.

"Evil things dare to be so rampant!"

Magu straddles the crane and soars into the clouds, puts her jade hands into the basket, grabs a handful of white rice, sprinkles it out, and sprinkles the rice to remove filth.

She was dressed in splendid clothes, dazzling brilliance, with hands like bird claws, a bun on the top, and the rest of her hair hanging down to her waist. She was an extremely beautiful fairy.

"Darkness, give me strength!"

Ye Youshen let out a wild cry, swiping his book and flying a large piece of rice grains away.

Magu was also forced to retreat tens of meters.

"Flower girl, fight!"

With Qiao Lin's soft shout, she brought out the statue of Hua Gu.

"The world is invincible, but no match for romance!"

Immediately, the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance of flowers, and a pure and beautiful flower girl flew over, holding a bouquet of red roses.

Behind, there are bundles of bouquets of various colors.

The red rose was handed to me in a blink of an eye.

Ye Youshen took a greedy sip, and suddenly felt drowsy.

He hurriedly shouted: "Darkness, grant me sobriety!"

Swipe a little, but the petal roses spread out and dance wildly around her.

Intoxicated by romance and intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Mrs. Nanyue and Magu yelled together and made a comeback. You advance and I retreat, and I block her from killing.

Magu is the maid of Mrs. Nanyue.

Hua Gu is a disciple of Mrs. Nanyue.

The three of them cooperated tacitly, their defense was perfect, and the battle was unparalleled.

Three fairies, gang up against the nocturnal gods.

The green awns soared, the petals flew, and the rice shot.

Three immortals and one god, fighting well, that is a hearty one.

(End of this chapter)