Earth’s Best Gamer

Early in the morning, Juyi Hall, the core of Erlong Mountain Village!

The sky was still dimly bright, but the door of the hall was full of people.

"Finally can see the legendary introduction ceremony!"

The two male rookie players who have arrived in the past two days have obvious excitement on their faces.

"Oh, if you repost earlier, then you will be able to see the last lead like me."

Brother Chong said with some pride in his words.

It seems that he has forgotten where the black eye sockets come from.

"What are you proud of, thinking that we are all the same, and we were killed by a monster half a day after the first entry?"

A rookie male player snapped at him.

"Yes!"

Another player echoed.

"Damn, you two want to die, don't you..."

Brother Chong was angry and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the arms of seven gourd dolls painted in order to cover up the cherry blossom national actress's famous tattoo, and wanted to do it.

"Don't quarrel, look carefully, the lead-up begins!"

The three stood like bodyguards. Xu Xue in the middle stared at Ji Ye who was placing the sacrifice in the hall, and snorted in dissatisfaction.

I have to say that as a star, she still has some advantages that others do not have. When Ji Ye no longer manages players, she has managed to gather all three newcomers under her "pomegranate skirt".

This made Xu Xue, who was already a little isolated, suddenly became equal to the rest of the "old and newcomers".

After all, the ones who can arrive at Erlong Mountain Village in these two days will only be those who have died once, either in battle or the stronghold has been destroyed.

Regardless of the type, if you dare to enter again so quickly, it means that at least you will not be too afraid of death!

"Om!"

In the Juyi Hall converted from the Buddha Hall, two Qi Luck Yellow Dragons once again emerged, each spitting out golden light toward the "Soul of Civilization" and "Soul Jade" below.

Different from the mortal sacrifices used by Pei San last time, after the soul jade was touched by the golden light spit out by the Dragon of Qi Luck, there was a wave of fluctuations, and a magnified picture was projected over the main hall. The ghost of the soldiers killed by the leader of the soul race was floating on the boundless sea composed of black air with his eyes closed, sinking with the waves.

"Wow!"

"Daddy!"

Seeing this scene, some cries suddenly sounded in the hall. They were close people of the four dead soldiers. Ji Ye specially allowed them to enter the hall to participate in this sacrifice.

However, sadness is not too much. Because according to Lu Zhishen, as long as the stronghold develops, one day there is a chance that they will be resurrected again.

"Half a bowl of clear water shines on the universe, a spiritual rune fate ghosts and gods. Step on Yin and Yang and gossip steps, holding a wooden sword to cut the demon soul..."

At this time, in the hall, Hong Zhong Dalu's voice sounded, and he recited a passage.

"this is……"

Ji Ye's eyes froze.

"What is this... Is it the poem number of the puppet show, or is it the final poem?"

"As mentioned on the forum, it seems that some very popular people will have some'visions' when they appear, telling their lives!"

And the newcomers outside the hall are some people feel novel, some people understand the poetry, their eyes suddenly bright.

"Om!"

In the voice, the white light in the soul of black civilization prospered, transforming into a figure wearing apricot and gossip robe in the light.

"disease!"

After that, he took a step forward, pinched the tactics with his fingers, reached out and pointed at the "soul jade", and the black soul jade collapsed and disappeared.

The unbounded Black Sea around the figure of the soldiers in the sky also burst, and the remnants of the soldiers turned into white light and flew into the hall, allowing the illusory and dissipated Qi Luck Ssangyong to recover a little after exhaling the Qi Luck!

"Isn't this... Uncle Nine?"

And when the face of this person wearing a yellow robe was clearly seen, most of the rookie players were surprised.

Because the dress and appearance of this newly-emerged person is too familiar to most of them born in the 80s and 90s.

"But, how could it be Uncle Jiu?"

"He is not in the overseas Chinese stronghold. Could it be said that in the place of inheritance, different strongholds can attract two identical outstanding people?"

"It's... unlikely. If that's the case, wouldn't it mean that dozens of Monkey Kings will meet up and go out of the sky? You can't tell who is the real Monkey King!"

Regarding the Renjia Village, because the news was blocked, even the two newly arrived new players did not know.

For the person who came, Jiu Shu was naturally excited, but he was also extremely puzzled.

"That's it."

"That said, the aborigines whose strongholds have been destroyed can be re-introduced to other strongholds. It is probably because the sacrifice comes from the relationship of the soul clan, which is related to the Jiushu!"

Ji Ye knew it all in her heart.

Since the "player" can be reborn in accordance with the rules of the game, the "NPC" naturally has the possibility of being refreshed!

It's just that the player has a death penalty. What is the cost of rebirth for the natives?

Ji Ye looked at the attributes of Uncle Jiu.

【Lin Jiu】

Level: Transformation First

Grade: Commander

Description: Born in the Maoshan Taoist magician during the Republic of China, he has the ability to cast ghosts and eliminate demons, and is good at the spells of "Five Thunders.

["Successfully attracted the hero of the human race, and won merit: 30!"]

In addition, a reminder message appeared in Ji Ye's mind.

(The heroes of the human race can also get meritorious service. I missed it last time.)

...

"Uncle Jiu, it's great that you can come."

"With you, we don't need to worry too much about the attack of the Soul Race."

A few minutes later, in the lobby of the Erlong Mountain Village, accompanied by Lu Zhishen, Ji Ye and Jiushu were divided into two seats, and old man Hu Feng served tea.

"Soul Race?"

Uncle Jiu, who was drinking tea, shook his hand, and the lid of the teacup almost fell to the ground.

"Looking at the village owner, I don't know why, I seem to have a very disgusting feeling for this name."

Uncle Jiu's thick eyebrows frowned, and his expression was a little confused.

"Uncle Jiu, you don't know the soul race?"

Ji Ye asked with a dazed expression.

"I...I don't remember, I seem to be missing a lot of memories..."

The pair of bushy eyebrows of Uncle Jiu frowned, lost in thought.

Uncle Jiu lost his memory.

Some things about his identity have been forgotten, even the soul clan's destruction of Renjiacun, which is very different from Lu Zhishen.

Obviously, this should be the death penalty for the aboriginal people after the stronghold was destroyed.

Even more than just amnesia.

You must know that the original Jiu Shu was a person of the "excellent" level, but the level of the sacrificial soul jade he used before was only the "excellent" level.

Obviously, Jiu Shu has also been "downgraded"!

This kind of death penalty is undoubtedly too much compared to a player who is a "chosen of heaven".

Ji Ye didn't know whether he should feel sorry for this, or felt fortunate.

However, according to his experience, his rank can be improved through practice, and even if he is downgraded, Jiu Shu should be much stronger than an ordinary person.

At least, there is nothing wrong with dealing with the soul race!