These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 612 To save the world!

Beijing.

Flowers are everywhere, and the bright and beautiful three soul flowers cover the entire city.

On this momentous day, the surrounding restaurants were full of guests. They were looking at the battlefield screen projected by magic tools, watching the most important battle breaking out in Kyushu.

at this time.

The streets outside were also bustling with people.

An old man in ancient robes carries a fishing rod and walks on the bustling streets of Beijing, listening attentively to the passionate explanation of the storyteller in the restaurant.

"Your Majesty has ordered Jiuzhou to enter the highest level of war martial law, and ordered our Tenth Continent Nursery's Sun and Moon, the most powerful immortal weapon, to go to the front line in person to provide support!"

"The dragon clan, the white tiger clan, and even our human clan have joined forces to encircle and suppress the ancient sealed ancestor demon king. We have made new progress in conquering him!"

"The king who opened up the Immortal Path era in our Jiuzhou, the first person with immortal spiritual roots, the king of the civilization, known as the most knowledgeable and powerful emperor in history, the most dazzling new star of the Immortal Path, His Majesty the Saint Xinchao has said in person that he does not need Xian's cooperation, he wants to defeat Xian in his prime himself!!"

As the people in the restaurant cheered, the storyteller shouted:

"Please let us cheer for the strongest emperor who opened up the Immortal Era!!"

Through the image projected on the screen by the magic weapon, the storyteller from the restaurant temporarily took on the role of host of this passionate speech.

After seeing these speeches, the old man with the fishing rod scratched his messy hair and said, "This is too much exaggeration. The white tiger was killed in an instant. They have no idea what this means. The despair, fear, and pain of more than 10 million years ago will once again dominate the entire earth."

A voice came from the side.

"I think their faces are going to be swollen soon, don't you, Mr. Anchovy?"

The old man with the fishing rod turned around and saw the beautiful woman from yesterday's forest, holding a cute little girl in her arms.

"It's you." The old man called Anchovy scratched his messy head again.

"It's me." The beautiful woman said, "Why do you always hold your fishing rod? Why do you always fish when you are a fish?"

"First of all, I'm not a fish. I'm just a hybrid of human, fish and phoenix. Secondly, I'm fishing for people."

The old man with the fishing rod is the leader of the Ghost King lineage at the back of the nursery, known as the Neutral Tomb. He survives at the back of the nursery and has long lived in a peaceful paradise.

If the times hadn't changed so much, he really wouldn't want to be born.

"What do you think of this guy?" The beautiful woman pointed at Xian who was fighting in the projection of the restaurant.

"Haha." The old man with the fishing rod laughed and said, "I think the times have been quiet for too long. The reappearance of that person is enough to stir up the whole world.
In recent years, the so-called pseudo-people who cleared the imperial tombs have fought with the ancients in the forbidden area of the ancient tombs.
The human race claims to have cleared away the obstacles to the advancement of history, but these are just local racial wars launched by the human race.
Whether it is the pseudo-humans in the tombs or the dead in the restricted areas, they are all considered human beings in the eyes of outsiders. When all the power and voice of the world are concentrated in the hands of one human race, the arrogance and dominance of the human race itself is the biggest obstacle to history. What do you think? "

The beautiful woman bought a string of candied haws with the little girl in her arms and said coldly: "That makes sense, but I'm not asking about these so-called meanings, backgrounds, and far-reaching things. I mean, Xian, how come you are still conscious even though you're crazy now?"

"how could I know?"

Mr. Anchovy swung his fishing rod with a helpless expression, "We couldn't understand Xian back then, and we are no longer the same as we were back then."

"We are just empty shells left over from the ancient times. The self-consciousness generated by those prehistoric manuscripts. It was not us who experienced that war. We are just new consciousness born on their corpses millions of years later."

The two of them will never forget the scene they saw before they died. The whole world encountered an unprecedented terror, and countless land animals, plants, fish, and birds were constantly hunted by the resurrected "immortal corpses", now ghosts.

The whole world is full of strange creatures. Tribes are destroyed, the earth is torn apart, and countless lives are eaten alive by horrible disasters. They almost wiped out all living things in the world.

More than 100,000 years of civilized tribal history ended at that moment, and an unprecedented evolutionary storm was formed.

Just as this world was sinking into hell and there were almost no living things in the entire world, the awakened ghost kings finally realized that this was not a solution.

They built a nursery high in the sky, isolating the terrifying creature below, and tried to wake him up.

Every time the beautiful woman thought of that terrifying figure, the existence that ended civilization, her body couldn't help but tremble from the bottom of her heart.

"Those were really bad times." The old man with the fishing rod smiled.

A deep sadness flashed across the beautiful woman's eyes.

"Now, as long as we are still in the nursery, we are safe. We have proven countless times that even if we gather to the extreme, we can't jump onto this land above the countless clouds."

The old man with the fishing rod smiled:
"It's good to start all over again. The world should be re-turned. The world should not be ruled by humans. I am looking forward to what new powerful race will be born from the explosion of new creatures through mutual devouring and stitching."

Just as the two remnants of history fell back into the grief of the past.

A passionate voice came from the restaurant in the distance again:
"Everyone!!! Not only has our great Emperor Xinhuo expressed his intention to defeat the ancient demon king, but even the owner of Xirong Manor, who just swept through the Dragon Tomb, has also expressed his intention to re-enter the arena!"

"The person in charge of Ximen City, Fairy Sword, said, but before that, they need a little help."

"To save the world, all young heroes, geniuses, and talented people, please go to Ximen City and do your part! Worship the statue of Xirong, prick your finger and offer your bubbles, and give your blessings! Let us cheer for the human race to have such a passionate and brave hero."

The Sword Fairy took advantage of the situation and continued her deception.

+100 million.

+100 million.

Apparently the hero who saved the world has come to the stage of returning a favor.

The two men frowned and didn't care about what happened in Ximen City, because it was a routine before. Asking people to pop bubbles and sacrifice themselves was just a guess that it was related to some kind of magical power.

But the old man with the fishing rod frowned and looked at the projected battle scene.

"Why do I feel that Xian is stronger?" A passerby's voice came from the side.

"No, Xian feels a little too strong. I have to go through the teleportation array to help the legendary owner of Xirong Manor."

“A lot of people have already gone.”

"Wait, Xian has become stronger again, but don't worry, we will make Master Xirong even stronger."

The streets were filled with conversations. In order to save the world, their eyes were filled with enthusiasm and passion, and they were constantly preparing to go to the teleportation array to Ximen City.

(End of this chapter)