Start being the boss today

A golden star fell towards Qu Wangsheng.

It came from the minor tune that Xia Jiong was humming. When the song reached Qu Wangsheng's ears, the meteor that Xia Jiong focused on also fell into the palm of Taoist Crane Cloak.

The next moment it shattered, the crumbs pierced into Qu Wangsheng's palm like seeds, and pulled out delicate branches and leaves with a texture like gold.

By the time a flower the size of a fingernail blooms, the power of this Venus has been exhausted. Whether it is growing branches, leaves or flowers, they are like a flash in the pan and withered in an instant. Only the wind that becomes clean suddenly and the blood mist that is dispelled, to prove that they existed.

Xia Jiong only hummed a few words and stopped, so there was no new Venus on Qu Wangsheng's side.But the moment just now has made him no longer dizzy from the blood mist, and he can see the way forward again.

Putting Du Shaobai, who couldn't believe that he would lose and was stunned, in the corner, Qu Wangsheng's triangular Yunlu green flag rushed out, waving with swirling clouds and dense drizzle, where the rain fell In a moment new grass grew, covering the ground with corpses and bones, and—

"Ha," the red-haired, dark-skinned Demon God Feng tore off his right calf, which had suddenly sprouted grass, and let the blood spill. He looked back and said happily, "Mr. Zhuoqing, you are finally here."

Qu Wangsheng remained silent and went straight into the battle.

He didn't hold back, and the triangular cloud and green flag spun for the second time, and countless sparkling seeds were sprinkled together with the drizzle. Several thick vines rose from the ground, and just a few breaths supported the crumbling ground of the underground palace. The dome, and then the roots arched, spreading towards the altar of the seed protected by a ring of magic fire.

It is clearly a fragile plant, but it has great power. The circle of magic patterns around the magic altar flickered chaotically for less than a second before it was pierced by Bai Shengsheng's roots.

Although this vine also paid the price, it was burned into coke by the magic fire in the next second.

"here you go!"

A Nascent Soul cultivator, an elder under the gate of Xuanyuan Sword Palace shouted. He held a long sword with a strange shape, like wavy kelp. Kind of magic altar.

Another Elder Yuan Ying who also came from Xuanyuan Sword Palace cooperated with him tacitly. When the Elder Wave Sword attacked the Demon Altar, a pair of dagger-like short swords in his hand shot out suddenly, turning into a plume with snow-bright blade light. The bird sang sharply and pierced the throat of a demon god.

But as the closest crack to the Demon Seed Altar, this crack in the sky membrane that spread from the underground palace to the entire palace is the thickest of the 21 cracks that have appeared in the Kunyuan Realm so far.The demon gods have long expected the pressure they will encounter here. Although the width of the crack is not enough to allow the demon god whose strength is equivalent to that of the Nascent Soul cultivator to pass through, except for the wave of cannon fodder at the beginning, monsters and demons, there is a lot of pressure from this crack. Those who entered the Kunyuan Realm were all demon gods whose strength was close to that of Golden Core cultivators.

More than 30 golden core demon gods, and Nascent Soul demon god Feng, who was originally in Kunyuan Realm, besieged three Nascent Soul cultivators in this small underground palace.

The Xuanyuan Sword Palace female Yuanying who used a pair of mandarin duck swords killed a demon god, and another demon god emerged from the crack, stepped across the demon altar, and blocked the sword light of Elder Wave Sword with her demonized flesh and blood.

Feeling the pain, he smiled grimly instead, but the ugly smile turned into surprise in a second, and Jian Guang seemed to encounter waves of rocks, a large part of which hit the demon god head-on, and a small part was like water. He flows sideways.

Although it was biased, this small part of the sword light like water still hit the magic altar.

"Crack."

The cauldron burning with magic fire made a weak but clearly audible cracking sound.

"Ah, ah, although everyone said that you are not good at fighting, Mr. Zhuoqing, but you can't say that you have done better!" Seeing this scene, Feng didn't worry about the magic altar at all, but clapped his hands, "Even I will do it, and at best I can only do this!"

Clapping and talking, he dodged the creeping vines.

Not far from Feng, a Jindan Demon God slowed down for a moment, and actually fell directly into the seemingly hard vine.

The Golden Core Demon God immediately erupted with pitch-black demon fire, trying to burn the vines, but part of the vine was scorched, and the rest quickly bloomed a huge trumpet flower, which suddenly opened, and the Golden Core Demon God even burst into flames. The magic fire engulfed them together.

In less than a breath, the trumpet flower that suddenly grew up turned yellow and withered. In the place where it was yellow and withered, more branches and leaves grew out, and clusters of small white flowers bloomed, and then the small white flowers withered again, and the ovary swelled , producing clusters of black grapes the size of apples.

There is something flowing and jumping in these black grapes. If you look carefully, you can see that what is flowing and jumping is the magic fire that has not been completely extinguished.

Now, the magic fire is bound in the grapes, and for the time being, it will not cause harm to others.

Feng saw that in the entire underground palace, bunches of black grapes could be said to ripen in an instant, because these black grapes restrained the mopping demon energy, and in order to fill the gap, the spiritual energy began to flow into the underground palace continuously.

At the same time, green rice grows between the gaps of the vines.

Qu Wangsheng pulled out a piece of green rice, and as soon as the rice touched his skin, it was dyed a golden color representing maturity.The aura germinated naturally from the rice, Qu Wangsheng shot out this branch of rice without looking at it.

The mandarin duck sword girl Yuanying happened to chop several swords in a row. Although the first few swords were blocked by the fearless demon god, the last sword finally struck the circle of magic fire outside the magic altar.

The bird of sword light, which was so huge that it could surround the entire magic altar, was instantly ignited and burned by the magic fire. Only the mandarin duck sword in the mandarin duck sword flew back to the female Yuanying's hand.

It didn't return without success, and a small gap was opened again in this circle of magic fire.

Elder Wave Sword, who was fighting fiercely with the six demon gods, emitted another wave of sword light at some point, grasping the gap, and was about to pass through.

Feng clapped his hands again.

The circle of demons erupted in flames!If Xia Jiong were here, he would definitely feel that someone poured a barrel of gasoline into the fire.

The temperature of the magic fire is slightly lower than that of ordinary flames, but this time the edge of the magic fire that erupted was dyed light red, making it hotter than ordinary flames!

The instantly rising high temperature immediately scorched the air in the underground palace, but the three Nascent Soul cultivators present all had golden or cyan auras flashing over them, and they were not affected by the sudden blast of wind at all.

Even the wavy sword light was swallowed by the red flame demon fire, hidden in the sword light, and the rice branch that barely passed through was also scorched black.

With the final momentum, it inserted into the small crack in the cauldron of the magic altar.But at the same time as it was inserted, its long stem and ears of rice were also burnt and blackened.

Feng, who was on the periphery of the battle but walked out of the magic fire at this moment, laughed loudly.

"It's not time for you to solve the magic altar!"

The three Nascent Soul cultivators ignored him.

The mandarin duck sword girl Yuanying wanted to throw a spell at Qu Wangsheng, so as to draw Qu Wangsheng's consciousness into the communication technique, so as to facilitate communication, but she just pinched the finger, and heard the demon god Feng let out a cry.

She didn't look back, the keen six senses of the Nascent Soul cultivator could "see" without looking back——

The scorched rice inserted into the crack of the tripod suddenly changed into the triangular cloud flag of Lord Zhuo Qing.

At the same time, the triangular Yunlu green flag in Lord Zhuoqing's hand changed back to that branch of rice covered with ears of rice.

See, the triangular cloud and green flag inserted on the big cauldron of the kind of magic altar, suddenly radiated brilliance, illuminating the entire underground palace!

The clouds flowed on the flag, like cloud flakes torn apart by the strong wind. No, the strong wind really turned around in this vast underground palace, extinguished the magic fire, and swept out the invisible wind whip, whipping everyone in the underground palace. corner.

The Nascent Soul cultivator and the Nascent Soul Demon God wouldn't be in the position to shout "What?!"At the moment when the aura stirred up waves, the two elders of Xuanyuan Sword Palace who felt something raised up their swords as shields, and the sword light was condensed without emitting any light, splitting all the wind whips that hit them.

Feng's eyes lit up, and realizing something, he reached out to grab the triangular Yunlu green flag.

In the next moment, the growing grape vines wrapped around his ankles.

The golden circle revolving around Feng immediately trembled, and the invisible repulsive force made the grape vines relax.He was blocked for less than a breath, but Qu Wangsheng had already come to the side of the Demon Planting Altar, grabbing the triangular Yunlu Qingqi.

Qu Wangsheng pinched the formula with the other hand.

Clouds emerged, accompanied by the glow of the spirit veins, they were in the underground palace, but they seemed to be floating in the sea of ​​clouds.

Elder Wave Sword whispered: "The key in the cloud..."

The key that can control the sky membrane.

The triangular cloud and green flag... No, the cloud on the spoon in the cloud stretched out, covering the entire magic altar, and even the wide crack.

Feng, who realized something, immediately backed away, but the other demon gods were all moving forward.

He dodged the pursuit of Yuanying and Yuanying, the mandarin duck and sword girl, and grabbed Du Shaobai who was unconscious in the corner, and led a person directly through the dome and escaped from the underground palace.

He was the only one who escaped, and all the other demon gods, together with the entire demon altar, called Yun Zhongshao, and threw out the Kunyuan Realm's heavenly membrane.

***

"Hey? How did the cracks in the membrane heal?" A player wondered, "Haven't the monsters been killed yet?"

"I don't know," another player replied, "Ask the headmaster about this kind of thing."

This player was a little serious, and actually turned around to ask Xia Jiong 004 in front of the Immortal Armament Altar.

"Well," Xia Jiong 004 replied listening to the exchange between the main body and Qu Wangsheng, "it was Elder Qu who destroyed the magic altar in Yanjing, and the pressure on the sky membrane was greatly reduced. The crack on our side was almost healed. , If you do it like this, it will heal directly."

"Yanjing?" The player who received the explanation immediately turned his attention away, "Sect Leader, when can we go to Yanjing?"

"Hmm..." Xia Jiong 004 pondered for a while, "When you come to Qinghua Mountain again, you will probably be able to go there?"

Open beta will open a new map? !

The player's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to continue asking about the public beta information, Xia Jiong 004 in front of him suddenly turned into light.

Not only the cracks in the sky membrane, but also the four Xia Jiong splits on the top and bottom of Qinghua Mountain all disappeared.

On the Tai Chi stage, Xia Jiong was so exhausted that he logged out of all his player accounts, and with a shake of his hands, he took back all the emptiness strings connected to each player's spiritual core.

Then he wanted to do away with abacus.

Pinching formula, pinching formula, pinching formula.

Ok?

Xia Jiong, who felt that he was going to burn out, blinked in confusion.

Why can't this abacus be canceled?

Without canceling the abacus technique, how could he return to Azure Star with such a glowing face under the meridians under the skin, and face those friends in the studio who were stunned by his sudden announcement of the public test? All business partners?