Two or three things in the copy

"My lord, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. If I can survive by chance, I will raise my head to repay your kindness." Ugly Bull's eyes were full of determination, and he cupped his fists and said this to Wu Mingkong. The swarm of Zerg went away.

Wu Mingkong looked at the ugly cow who left, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A great chivalrous man, for the sake of the country and the people, Wu Mingkong implanted this core of memory in him, and now the memory that was originally false has actually shown this kind of momentum for him, the limitation of thinking buried in him was also broken.

Vaguely, Wu Mingkong seemed to see that Chou Niu already had the demeanor of a master, although it was not Wang Xing's aura of harmony between man and nature, but an aura of daring to be the first in the world.

The unremarkable Running Bull Fist was in his hand, but he swung it with the aura of a Bull Demon King abruptly.

Looking at the remaining 11 people, it is a pity that not all of them have the determination to be an ugly cow. Although the memory cores implanted in them are different, they all take the righteousness of the world as the core.

"One out of twelve is very lucky. I didn't expect to have such a harvest." As for the remaining eleven people, Wu Mingkong had already given up on them, because the rebellion plan failed when the Xianzu arrived, so the Tianmo Sect The zodiac signs are no longer useful.

"The slender clan brings not only destruction, but also an opportunity for some people to break through. If this slender clan is not careful, it is likely to die in this world. I was really wrong before."

"Easy difficulty? The world of low martial arts? I'd be a fool if I believe in difficulty next time."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 351 Between square inches ([-])

In Wang Xing's calm eyes, there was a rare ripple.

"Extraterritorial demons? Unexpectedly, I also met the result of this day. It seems that those seniors who left the void really went to see other worlds. I am really envious." He said envy, but there was no emotion. , Wang Xing was still very calm.

Standing up slowly, he tidied up the tea set slowly. Wang Xing stood by the window, looking at the turbulent scorpions all over the sky. It was only because of his own aura that those many thinking scorpions rushed over instinctively.

As he watched from a distance, the age spots on his skin were fading little by little, the wrinkles on his forehead began to tighten and smoothen, and even his white hair was gradually dyed black.

"Should I do it?" Wang Xing began to struggle in his heart, and he hadn't felt this emotion for a long time.

Regarding this, he couldn't help laughing at himself: "How many years has it been?"

Since he realized the unity of man and nature, he doesn't care about anything anymore, and nothing can shake his state of mind.

In this peaceful state of mind, a crack quietly appeared.

Once he chooses to make a move, the peace of mind he has cultivated over the years will be broken, and the unity of nature and man may not be maintained.

But Wang Xing smiled, took out a cloth bag from a crack under the window sill, and opened it to see that it was a sword.

It's not a magical weapon, it's just a long sword with a slightly nice pattern.

"That year when I left home to wander the rivers and lakes, I always wanted to be number one, but I realized later that the truth is mediocrity."

The long sword was unsheathed, and the entire sky was stirred up by the sound of the sword.

"People, you have to take on something. After hiding for so many years, it's nothing to worry about."

Stepping out of the wooden house in one step, thousands of sword shadows follow.

In the old days, he was very high-spirited, carried a lantern with his sword, and dared to discuss heroes with the champion Lang Yuexia, it was even more joyful.

When he walked down slowly, he was an octogenarian, but he had a childlike face with white hair. Although his hair was white, he had the aura of an exiled immortal in the sky.

The sword in his hand didn't move, but countless Xianzu turned into ashes and flew away.

The idealistic world is just so unreasonable.

Once enlightened, it is another world.

The huge common thinking of the Xianzu naturally noticed the abnormality here in Wang Xing at the first time, and countless Xianzu came one after another.

In the thinking of the slender family, strong means that it is delicious and eats more. The slender family is not afraid of death, they are only afraid of hunger.

Wisps of ash floated up from Wang Xing's side. He didn't seem to have any consumption, and every move he made aroused the power of heaven and earth.

Between divinity and humanity, Wang Xing lost his original indifference and became a human again.

At this point, no matter what he chooses, there is only one path.

The way of heaven where all beings are equal, and the way of humanity that enters the world with one's body.

At this time, he can be called a fairy.

It's not a fairy like Fengsheng Sanxian, but a more mysterious fairy, not a realm of cultivation, but a change in consciousness, not a body, he is still an ordinary person.

Wu Mingkong withdrew from the common thinking of the Xian clan and looked at the sword shadow emitted by Wang Xing.

He never thought that Wang Xing would practice swords at all, he thought it was just boxing at most.

After taking a look, Wu Mingkong shook his head, this change is less scientific than him.

The invasion of the Xianzu brought aura, let's call it aura, and Wu Mingkong didn't know what kind of energy it was, but obviously, this ability is very universal, and it is very likely that he followed the invasion of the Xianzu. The characteristics of how many worlds have changed, it is easy for Wu Mingkong to incorporate them into the system.

This highly universal energy can easily be combined with the internal power of the local system of this copy world, making up for the deficiency of this copy world's lack of energy.

Then, a boss, who was stuck in the novice area because of the level cap, was removed from the novice area by the Xianzu and came to the ongoing game.

This is equivalent to the stupid aliens releasing a group of terrifying erect apes trapped in a blue cage, and the entire universe will be shrouded in the shadow of this group of terrifying erect apes.

Wu Mingkong even felt that it might not be a big boss at all, but a group of big bosses. In the world of idealism, it is hard to say anything.

For example, in Nandu, the capital of the Great Lu Dynasty, the number one scholar who had acquainted with Wang Xing in the past, and today's Master Fan, a piece of paper fell, and the colorful light fell from the nine heavens. Only the bird held Jiasui, the red rabbit offered Zhicao, The white fox takes Pinglu.

All of a sudden, auspicious and auspicious auspiciousness arose in the Southern Capital, and whenever the Xian clan approached, they were pinned down on the ground, and the characters on the article, which were both firm and soft but not losing their strength of character, were entered into it, and just one click, it turned into a black .

"It's just an opportunity. The whole world has become so terrifying. These are all masters." Judging from the charm it exudes, at least it is the kind that can be passed down through the ages.

"Technology is closer to Tao? No, these people have already pierced the last layer of window paper. This is Tao."

The so-called realm can't restrain them at all. Although they are mortals, they are not inferior to immortals in essence, and even far better than immortals.

It must be false for Wu Mingkong to say that he is not envious. From a spiritual point of view, he is an ordinary person, just an ordinary person with some power and some insignificant curiosity.

Whether it's Wang Xing or Master Fan, their spiritual realm has far surpassed his.

"I'm really a half-baked guy." Wu Mingkong couldn't help smiling, envy is nothing but envy, but those are indeed their way, not Wu Mingkong's way, although he can't comprehend the charm of these artistic conceptions, but Wu Mingkong doesn't care, the way is different That's all.

Perhaps Wu Mingkong will never be able to comprehend his own way, but he has walked steadily step by step.

In the world, there are more than two masters, and there are not only two masters in writing and martial arts.

In a small town on the edge of the desert, the pig butcher was wiping the butcher knife in his hand, and beside him was the dead insect that was as high as a mountain, with a silly smile on his ferocious face: "It turns out that those insects are not as tall as a mountain." How many pigs are hard to kill."

The blind fortune-teller in the ruined temple dropped the hexagram in his hand, and when he heard the crisp sound of copper plates, he smiled and showed his yellow teeth: "Good luck."

Outside the ruined temple, the running zergs froze instantly, and their bodies collapsed in an instant, as if they had been hammered to pieces from the inside.

Tao has never had only one way, everything in the world is Tao, what is missing is the heart to realize Tao.

And here, in the world of idealism, there is no shortage of such a heart, on the contrary, what is missing is only an opportunity.

The Xian family sent this opportunity over, and it is a blessing to rely on misfortune.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 352 Between square inches ([-])

Big bosses appeared one after another in the entire dungeon world, Wu Mingkong felt like a shit, it was a waste of money.

Grandmasters in various fields are transforming in the special changes produced by the fusion of aura and idealism. Wu Mingkong is really greedy to see this situation.

But it's a pity that this is someone else's way, and it's useless to be greedy, it's a pit if you eat it.

Although without this benefit, Wu Mingkong is still very satisfied with the thinking structure of the Xianzu and the background knowledge of the race.

It's just that the common thinking of the Xianzu is too vast, and Wu Mingkong couldn't absorb it all for a while.

One is Wu Mingkong's careful search, and the other is because the Xianzu has existed for too long, and even Wu Mingkong has only explored the tip of the iceberg at the very surface.

Looking at the slender tribes that are still pouring in from above the sky, they were still in the shape of zerg at first, and later the other slender tribes looked different. These are just the vanguard. Because the number of slender troops is too large, Not quite in this world yet.

But even so, the world is struggling to deal with it. Even if there are masters in various fields who use themselves to connect with the world and protect a place, there are still tragedies everywhere.

There are not so many grandmasters. Even in this idealistic world, masters are prone to appear in various fields, but they are not Chinese cabbage. Every grandmaster is the pride of heaven in the field he is good at.

And not all grandmasters will have this kind of sheltering mind, the grandmaster only represents his achievements in the field he is good at, not his own character.

As for Wu Mingkong?

He might be able to stop his attack, but they can't afford the price.

If he wants to confront such a huge number of Xianzu, he can only block it unless he eats the world, but if he eats the world, what's the point of blocking it.

"Fuck, why don't I eat it? It doesn't matter who I eat it for. If I eat it, I earn money. It's not cheap for those grandchildren." Wu Mingkong had been in the common thinking of the Xianzu before, and put all his thoughts away. I was in it, so I didn't think about it for a while.

Once his thoughts changed, Wu Mingkong felt that he was at a loss. He knew that he shouldn't stand by and watch. Being able to eat a world with such a sanctimonious face is simply a good thing that came to his door.

Thinking of this, Wu Mingkong's heart ached, he didn't expect this, and let the Xianzu eat so much, it was a mistake.

But there are advantages and disadvantages to this matter. Wu Mingkong's eating is equivalent to competing with the Xianzu for food. You can kill them, but if you dare to compete with the Xianzu for food, it will be a sworn enemy.

But Wu Mingkong thought about it, and he was still going to eat it. He really ate up the world, and it doesn't matter who eats it.

If you are not reckless in the dungeon, what kind of dungeon should you play, the big deal is to do it all over again, and you will earn as soon as you eat it, anyway, you won’t lose money.

"Hey, why am I acting like a villain? I'm obviously helping the world to defend against extraterritorial celestial demons. No, I'm obviously a decent person. It's just that the methods are a bit radical. It's not shameful to save the world." Wu Mingkong felt that although he Eat the world, but still a decent character, once again, a supporting role is also fine.

Countless flesh and blood stretched out from under Wu Mingkong's feet, assimilating every inch of ground under his feet.

The purple incarnation of devouring spirits emanated from the ground like smoke, and ferocious beasts grew out of the ground.

Individual thoughts that do not form multiple thoughts are processed by the incarnation of devouring spirits, while those multi-person thoughts that are composed of countless individual thoughts are the kind that evil beasts come into play, one bite at a time, without chewing.

And not only that, Wu Mingkong also turned on the solar candlelight and the yin shadow mode, and found that not only the world is being eaten up, but also the world's providence is being eaten up by the common thinking of the Xianzu.

"No wonder the common thinking is so lax. It turned out that all the energy was put on eating." Wu Mingkong couldn't help but feel ashamed. He thought the other party was a real dick, but he didn't expect that the foodie had no time to talk to him.

Wu Mingkong knew that the common thinking of the Xianzu might have already issued Wu Mingkong's behavior, but he didn't pay attention to it, because with the huge size of the common thinking of the Xianzu, no matter how much Wu Mingkong searched, it would be just a hair on Jiu Niu's body. If one is not careful in the confrontation with the will of the world, the loss will definitely be greater than what Wu Mingkong searched for.

And it's just some memories, and it's not something important. The Xianzu who have eaten countless worlds have already encountered this kind of thing countless times.

"Now let's compare and see who can eat faster." A sapling grew under Wu Mingkong's feet, and under the support of the spreading avatar, the sky-high tree grew, and a huge fruit borne on the top.

The fruit exploded, and a handful of flesh and blood swelled in the air, turning into a ruin, all matter and energy were swallowed into it, and even light could not escape, it was swallowed up.

In the ruins, a huge mechanical floating fortress is being raised, and there are tiny blood-red clots that cannot be seen by the naked eye floating inside.

This is the incarnation of the sea of ​​blood, Wu Mingkong transformed the platelets in his body into a new type of incarnation. It has been completed before but it is not used.

The blood sea incarnation is different from the spirit devouring incarnation that devours the fastest energy. The blood sea incarnation is powerful in invasion and assimilation.

Once it enters the enemy's body, it will crazily assimilate everything in the enemy's body and assimilate it into the incarnation of the sea of ​​blood.

Moreover, this blood sea avatar is extremely small, under Wu Mingkong's transformation, it is only about one micron in size, but Wu Mingkong's technology is limited, so it cannot be further reduced.

Guixu swelled wildly in the air, and among the wriggling of countless flesh and blood on the ground, weird-looking weapon devices grew out one after another.

This is the latest weapon system in the Dazhou Thinking Network. With the various knowledge shared by Wu Mingkong and the increase in plug-ins, the scientific research capabilities of each one have exploded, and weapons are being updated every moment.

The weapon is okay, but it looks a bit weird, but Wu Mingkong doesn't care.

Because these weapon devices are not the key point, the key point is the artificial body that continues to proliferate under the weapon device.

A twisted artificial body instilled with killing instructions and various killing methods, possesses extremely strong adaptability and a certain calculation evolution ability.

In other words, the more you fight, the stronger you are, and you can still play the kind of killing artificial body that you want.

Moreover, man-made bodies don't just follow the human form, there are even animal-like and bird-like forms, and these man-made bodies can evolve in whatever way is beneficial.

Although it overlaps with the evil beast to a certain extent, the actual man-made body is more like a robot that uses thermal weapons.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 353 Between square inches (eight)

Xiao Yan watched the heavenly demons from outside the sky eating each other, and couldn't help but shudder in his heart. If he hadn't been lucky enough to come to Qingdong City and have the protection of a Dao of the Sword master, he would definitely have died. Character.

It's just that when he thinks about it, he thinks of his elder brother Xiao Zhang. Normally, he only thinks that the other party is annoying and wants to take care of everything, but now that he thinks about it, he thinks it's so good.

But now, his eldest brother Xiao Zhang must have been buried in the belly of those heavenly demons, so he couldn't help feeling sad.

"Xiao Yanzi, what are you looking at?" A delicate-looking girl couldn't help asking when she saw Xiao Yan who was in a daze.

Xiao Yan put away his sadness immediately, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, miss, don't you need to practice swords today?"