Journey to the West: Leopard Head Mountain Entertainment Company

Having had the experience of playing the world of Tianshu, Monkey King didn't make a fuss, just made a shape of the character casually, and when he was about to enter the game, a prompt box popped up suddenly.

【Please enter a nickname. 】

Subconsciously, he wanted to input the name 'Grandpa disdain the three realms', but Sun Wukong thought for a while, and felt that it was nothing novel to use the same name all the time.

Thinking of this, the monkey pondered for a moment, and finally typed out the five characters of "Ye Ao Nai He" with a sinister smile.

[Confrontation on the road, the brave wins, the Lord is proud of me, I wish you prosperous martial arts and good luck! 】

As the narration skipped, and then the screen turned, Monkey King found himself in a martial arts arena. Various weapons were placed on the shelves. According to the prompt, it seemed that he was asked to familiarize himself with it?

A quarter of an hour later, Monkey King picked up a crossbow and stared at the wooden rake 300 meters away.

- Whoosh!

An arrow shot out, hitting the red heart accurately.

A monk is a monk, even if he doesn't have a tyrannical body and unpredictable supernatural powers in the game, he still retains amazing eyesight and insight.

It can be said that as long as you are familiar with it, any monk is a perfect marksman, and the range of the weapon is as far as the range of the weapon.

"It's interesting~"

Monkey King, who had quit the novice training, was about to practice when he suddenly noticed that there was a team mode.

The monkey rolled its eyes and thought, and immediately quit the game, slapped Zhu Bajie who was soundly asleep, and called the Drifting Monk who was watching the night, and explained the situation to the two.

Zhu Bajie, who was disturbed by his dream, heard Monkey King's invitation to travel, and said angrily, "Well, Bi Mawen, no wonder you go to bed earlier than me every day, so you are playing games."

Monkey King smiled when he heard the words.

"Idiot, you have also played with mobile phones, don't tell me you don't know the world of the book~"

"I know, I know, and I played for a while, but it's a pity that I can't play while I'm sleeping. It's really a pity."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, you know how to sleep, how can a monk be so sleepy, hurry up and join me as a team, we will kill all directions together, killing these players will make the shit out of them, and they will panic when they see me waiting..."

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, you said each sentence.

The newcomer Sha Wujing listened quietly, his expression was dull, his complexion was dark, bathed in the moonlight, like a stone without emotion, without any sense of existence.

In the end, under the kind invitation of Monkey King, Zhu Bajie and Drifting also shared a ray of consciousness and entered the game of fighting for the front.

Skipping the novice tutorial, the three brothers chose the three-person team mode and started the battle.

There are hundreds of people in a game, and a team can accommodate up to four people.Of course, rather than forming a team with unfamiliar monks, some players who are confident in their own strength will choose to start alone.

On the flying mechanism giant bird, there were monks carrying windbags and scattered in all directions.

"Let's dance again in Boxian Town."

Monkey King circled a place, and when the giant bird of the mechanism passed by, the three of them stepped on the wind and fell at the same time.

True to the catchphrase, the game starts with one player, all the equipment depends on picking up.

The three brothers and sisters kept breaking into houses, collecting weapons and armor, and arming themselves.

Although the players who enter the Grand Dao battle with spiritual consciousness are all monks, even if everyone has the same foundation, there is still a gap between monks and monks.

Sun Wukong, as the Monkey King, has a wealth of combat experience; Zhu Bajie, although simple in appearance, was the canopy marshal who commanded the Tianhe water army in his previous life, and his analysis and comprehension of the battlefield situation is still superior to that of monkeys.

Although the Drifting Monk doesn't have superb combat experience, nor does he have the keenness to speculate on the battle situation, but he still has some uses, such as...finding the way, and attracting enemy firepower when necessary.

Relying on such a strong alliance, although it is the first time for the three of them to play, they rarely meet opponents along the way, and no one can stop them.

"Oh, it's so boring, isn't there any decent opponent?" Sun Wukong sighed.

Of course, he said so, but in fact, 947 started round after round excitedly, and even the original idea of ​​"playing two or three games before going to the world of Tianshu to find Xiaogu" was suddenly thrown away. the back of the head.

In the ninth game, as the poisonous circle continued to tighten, under the chasing soul of Suo De Sanskrit, there were less than five players alive.

Zhu Bajie, who was lying in ambush in the grass, suddenly heard footsteps coming from the left side. While hiding his figure, he looked around and saw a player named 'The Lord of the Holy Infant', who couldn't hide. Dodge, straight... ran over?

"What a stupid fellow, isn't he a living target for running over here so openly?"

Zhu Bajie felt contemptuous, picked up the shotgun in his hand, and locked on the figure of the Holy Infant.

- Bang!

Fire is shining.

What surprised Zhu Bajie was that at the moment when the gunpowder was fired, the Lord of the Holy Infant stopped in his tracks as if he had sensed something, and let the firearm bullet that should have hit him just pass by in front of him. .

At the same time, because of the huge roar of using firearms, the Lord of the Holy Infant also discovered Zhu Bajie's hiding place, and holding a long sword, he rushed towards him.

Zhu Bajie kept firing the shotgun, but the Holy Infant Lord avoided them all.

In the end, when the distance between the two was less than ten meters, two fire bombs finally hit the Lord of the Holy Infant, and immediately wiped out his blood.

"What a fierce guy, his body is so agile. Fortunately, his brain is not bright, otherwise it will be miserable~"

Before Zhu Bajie could breathe a sigh of relief, Bi Mawen's roar came from his ears.

"Be careful, idiot, that person didn't die immediately, which means his comrades are still nearby, hurry up and hide in another place..."

- Whoosh!

The voice stopped abruptly.

A flash of fire flashed, and the mail helmet on Zhu Bajie's head shattered, and his vision also turned gray.

Before Sun Wukong and Drifting came to rescue, there was another gunshot, and one monkey and one person received a notification at the same time.

[Your teammate 'Yumian Tianpeng' has been killed by the player 'Taoist His Ancestor' with the Nine-Eight Divine Crossbow. 】.

Chapter 214 Missing Dad, Missing Mother, Wanting to Go Home

As the death reminder flashed, the character controlled by Zhu Bajie screamed and turned into a suspended half-air box.

"Be careful, that man's weapon is equipped with the Hidden Voice Jade, he must be lying around here, please don't come out."

The dead Zhu Bajie watched Monkey King and Drifting from a soul perspective.

Sun Wukong hid in a wooden house, and looked at the surrounding environment intently through the gaps in the paper windows, trying to find out where the archer was hiding.

"Junior Brother Sha, be careful, that person may find an opportunity to save his comrades in arms, so keep an eye on him."

"Yes."

It has to be said that Sha Wujing is really talented in playing the big fight.

Lying in the grass, the Drifting Monk in green clothes is inconspicuous at first, but his non-existent aura, even in the game, is still the same. Under the sky, the whole person seems to be integrated with the surrounding landscape.

He was hiding less than two feet away from Zhu Bajie, but the hidden hunter didn't notice Sha Wujing's whereabouts at all.

Time passed little by little.

The player named 'Holy Infant's bloodline is also getting lower and lower. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but since he is not a teammate, Monkey King and Sha Wujing don't know what he is talking about.

Seeing that he was about to die, the 'God of the Holy Infant' began to move his figure, crawling on the ground with difficulty, as if he wanted to seek help from his comrades in arms.

However, at this moment, a fiery thunder was thrown from nowhere.

Hearing a loud bang, the 'God of the Holy Child' was suddenly blown into a box suspended in the air.

"He was... killed by his comrades?"

Sun Wukong blinked his eyes in disbelief.

The miasma and poisonous mist from the outside world once again tightened, and as the battle situation became more and more anxious, there were only three survivors left on the field.

Unfortunately, the monkey's hideout is outside the circle.

Life keeps dropping, and the life-threatening mantra is getting louder and louder.

Sun Wukong did not switch positions to avoid, but wrapped himself in gauze and drank medicinal wine to continue his life, while staring at his surroundings, ready to attack at any time.

Among the three, only Sha Wujing was in the circle, and that guy hiding in the dark was also suffering from miasma.

In the current situation, whoever jumps out first will die!

The healing things were gradually exhausted, just when Sun Wukong frowned and couldn't help rushing out of the poison circle, he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing out from the west.

"Junior Brother Sha"!"

Don't need Sun Wukong to say, Sha Wujing, who had already prepared the offensive, immediately raised the repeating crossbow in his hand the first time this person jumped out.

- Whoosh!

The arrows collided, but it was Sha Wujing who fell first.

Although he shot several arrows at the opponent, the opponent's Nine-eight Divine Crossbow was obviously much stronger than his weapon, just one arrow beat him to the point of death, lying on the ground, unable to get up again.

The man was about to shoot another arrow.

Suddenly, a gleam of fire flashed across, hitting between the eyebrows, ending it.

[Congratulations on your final victory! 】

Looking at the reminder that appeared in front of him, Monkey King finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Withered Pine Stream, Huoyun Cave.

Hong Hai'er opened his eyes, his face full of unwillingness.

He won the first place in nine games in a row, and it seemed that he was going to be "good luck" in the tenth consecutive game, but it just happened to be interrupted, and it would not be easy for anyone to change.

"Holy Infant, why did you kill me?"

Styx also slowly opened his eyes, thinking of the scene of being bombarded to death by his grandson with fierce fire and thunder, his expression was gloomy, and his eyes were full of displeasure looking at the red boy.

If Honghaier doesn't give a reasonable explanation, Styx will let him know why the Lord is so angry!

When Honghaier heard Styx's inquiry, his already angry mood became worse at this moment.

Like a little tiger with its hair exploded, Honghaier called out his fire-tipped spear and stabbed straight towards the Styx River.

"Stupid Taoist priest, it's all your fault, young master! You know there might be an enemy in front of you, but you foolishly stand and run over, don't you know how to crawl over on the ground?

Also, why did you say I killed you! ?You crawled towards the hiding place where I was. Once they found out, how could I be the opponent of two people? If I don't blow you to death, I will be the one who dies! "

Hearing this, Ming He shook his head and shouted while avoiding the stabbing of the flaming spear.

"Lying on the ground, like a dog with a spineless spine, let me walk close to the ground? This kind of self-destructive prestige and loss of respect and commitment are absolutely impossible!"

Hearing this, Hong Haier became even angrier.

"Old dog in black robe, young master, I will fight with you!"

Ever since the Taoist came to Huoyun Cave, Hong Haier's life has been very uneasy.

Tonight, in the open beta of the Great Dao Contest, this brazen old Taoist nicknamed him "the Lord of the Holy Infant", provoking him everywhere, but fortunately he also nicknamed him "the ancestor of the Taoist priest", retaliating with a tooth for a tooth.

Although Red Boy has lived for hundreds of years, his mind is as playful as a child's.

Fighting side by side with Patriarch Styx, although Styx behaved strangely and often used a short-range sword instead of using a good crossbow, but for the sake of winning consecutively, Honghaier didn't say anything.

But when he thought that the ten-game winning streak was ended, and Styx, who caused him to lose the battle, not only did not feel guilty, but on the contrary looked righteous, Honghaier was angry and wronged.

The shadow of the gun flickered, but it couldn't even touch the corner of Styx's clothes.

"` ‖As expected of my good grandson, although he is not as smart as your mother, but the courage to kill grandpa is much more majestic than your mother."

Seeing that the red boy was full of murderous intent, he was trying his best, and his eyes were extremely kind, so excited, he had the idea of ​​going through a few tricks with his grandson.

So his figure flashed, and with a flick of a finger, he tapped lightly on the holy baby's round head.

The red boy's eyes were full of gold stars, and he staggered and fell to the ground. At the last moment of fainting, the red boy shed a tear, and there was only one thought in his mind... I miss my father, I miss my mother, I really want to go back to Cuiyun Mountain.

"It seems that my grandson has never cultivated a physical body, and he can't even stop the power of a finger that suppresses to the late Jinxian."

Looking at the red boy with a swollen head, Styx was quite speechless.

Holding the red boy by the collar, Ming He brought him back to Huoyun Cave, looking at his grandson who passed out, Ming He secretly made up his mind that he must train him well, and never repeat the mistakes of Rakshasa.

Rakshasa...

(Nuoma Zhao) is a sore spot in Styx's heart.

Styx still can't figure it out, Luo Sha is so good, why did he escape from the Nether Blood Sea?

……

……

In Wanling City.