National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

The ice sword shattered completely, first turning into pieces, and then turning into the size of sand and falling down according to gravity.

At first glance, it looks like fine snow, which is a bit dreamy.

Xiao Songqing frowned, took off his glasses, and waved away the finely crushed smoothie that showed what he had done, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

It seemed that he was unbelievably controlled by himself and was annoyed that something happened unexpectedly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a trace of anger at his own poor ability.

When he looked up at Jiang Yuan, his eyes that looked extremely cold when expressionless were full of self-deprecation and apology to Jiang Yuan.

"Sorry, Brother Jiang."

"I originally thought that with my ability, I could help you by staying, but I never thought that it would be self-defeating."

This was an extraordinary blow to Xiao Songqing, who had always been extremely confident in his intelligence and analytical abilities.

"It's okay. Anyway, I can handle you two together."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand and accepted Xiao Songqing's apology with a smile.

To be honest, he felt a little relieved.

It was not because of how difficult it was for the Demon God and Xiao Songqing to attack him together, but because after releasing the Tianxing once, he realized that Xiao Songqing was controlled, and he needed to be careful not to attack Xiao Songqing when he released a large-scale attack.

It's somewhat troublesome.

What he said was unceremonious, as if he was despising the strength of Xiao Songqing and the Demon God.

But thinking about his one-on-one attitude just now, who can say that what he said is wrong?

If it weren't for Jiang Yuan's mercy, Xiao Songqing would definitely be there if he couldn't even get it out after being hit on the beach.

After all, with so many ice swords pointed at me, my mentality will not be completely calm and unruffled, right?

Jiang Yuan said these rude words casually, and his mood calmed down.

Xiao Songqing also calmed down and turned his attention to Tianxing, who landed next to him with the phantom of the demon god.

"I didn't feel when I was controlled." The wrinkles between his eyebrows remained. "The erosion of the demonic energy is becoming less and less traceable."

When he just came out of the last version of the National Games game, his strength in China was not much different from Zhou Hu, Xiao Songqing and others.

He is currently practicing in the trial world. With the strength he can exert and the props he has obtained, it will definitely be easier than others to deal with being eroded by demonic energy.

He was controlled without leaving a trace, what about the others?

Jiang Yuan and Xiao Songqing thought of this together.

He took out his cell phone and confirmed that he had not received a message that someone was being controlled.

Didn't receive it or was it not discovered?

Jiang Yuan looked at Xiao Songqing and made a decision.

"The source of the crisis is the Demon God. Let's solve it first. At least we don't have to worry about things getting worse."

So the Demon God, who was controlled by petrification and had most of the demonic energy in his body purified by purifying energy, finally struggled to get away. The ice sword and other elemental combat skills with different effects flew towards it, leaving it too late to respond.

The gorgeous special effects drown out the illusory figure of the devil.

Now, none of the believers volunteered themselves for the Demon God involuntarily, allowing the Demon God to continue to survive - Jiang Yuan guessed that the Demon God sacrificed his believers last time to save his life.

The demon's screams came from the special effects of various skills as Jiang Yuan repeatedly dropped bombs.

The voice gradually lowered, and the fire of life that symbolized the devil became dimmer.

Until no sound came out.

"Was it killed?" Jiang Yuan was still unsure.

He thought of the demon he encountered in Cloud City. In the end, the demon just left that world and could not go back, rather than losing his life.

"..." Xiao Songqing stared down in silence, without giving an answer.

This already represents Xiao Songqing's thoughts.

"call!"

Jiang Yuan exhaled and looked up at the sky.

When the demon's voice lowered, the black gas in the air became lighter and lighter.

When the sound disappeared, the darkness in the sky dissipated and the sun shone down.

As if nothing had happened.

But the remaining large and small holes on the underground beach, as well as the endless waves, are the traces left by the battle.

"Anyway, this crisis should be over."

Jiang Yuan felt the sea breeze and sunshine and came to a conclusion.

Xiao Songqing nodded silently.

"There's something wrong with you!" Jiang Yuan looked at Xiao Songqing suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Songqing didn't wear glasses and smiled at Jiang Yuan with a cold aura on his face.

"I'm telling you, you don't want to become the second Zhou Hu and Thunder Hammer, right?" Jiang Yuan patted Xiao Songqing's shoulder carelessly, "This can't be done!"

"Of course, I'm not saying there's anything bad about their personalities, it's just that I'm not used to you being like this!"

"The matter is over. It's not your fault that you were controlled. Just be more careful in the future."

"There's really nothing we can do about it. I'm still here, right?"

Jiang Yuan smiled brightly, his golden hair was very bright in the sun, and his golden eyes reflected the sunshine and Xiao Songqing's slightly startled face.

"……Um."

Xiao Songqing couldn't help laughing with Jiang Yuan, took out glasses from his arms and put them on.

He took out Jiang Yuan's familiar paper and pen to record something, when a bell rang.

This is the ringtone for incoming calls.

Jiang Yuan touched his cell phone. The cell phone he used on Shuilan Star vibrated, and the screen showed an incoming call from Zhao Bingxia.

It's not Zhang Daocheng or Ruan Jiang?

Somewhat unexpectedly, she answered the phone, and Zhao Bingxia's joyful voice came from the phone.

"Brother Jiang! The matter is resolved!"

"You and Brother Xiao must have killed the devil!"

"With your strength, I won't ask if you are injured!"

"As long as I'm here, there won't be any casualties!"

Zhao Bingxia is often more mature in the presence of Zhang Daocheng and Ruan Jiang. Her tone is cheerful at the moment, and she is obviously in a very good mood.

"It's been solved here." Jiang Yuan, who looks much younger than Zhao Bingxia, praised with a smile, "You guys did a great job over there."

There were cheers from many people on the other side.

And Zhang Daocheng and Ruan Jiang complained with smiles.

"Hmph! You missed it,"

"Call Brother Jiang while the two of us are fighting... I won't have this chance next time."

"With your two personalities, you may not have a chance next time."

Zhao Bingxia lowered her voice and replied to Zhang Daocheng proudly.

Then he zoomed in and said with a smile to Jiang Yuan: "The matter has been resolved. Brother Jiang, please come back quickly. If you don't come back, your cell phones will be blown up!"

"Also, do you want us to pick him up?"

The journey wouldn't take long, so they needed to make another trip.

Jiang Yuan hung up the phone after refusing, and Xiao Songqing also ended the call with whomever he was talking to.

On the way back, just as Zhao Bingxia said, the calls came one after another.

Jiang Yuan was too lazy to say anything more and simply put the phone back in his backpack.