My Rescue Game Came True

The majestic power of the myth broke through the thick gray fog that covered the sky. The rising cloud of smoke and dust and the billowing energy tide spread to the front of the oasis.

Many caravans who were about to leave saw the strong wind whizzing towards them with grass clippings. They smashed their mouths, and they smelled dry and muddy.

"Nonsence!"

"Grass (an element)! What happened!"

"The battle of mythology broke out!"

The Mythical Personality is too high, and if they are slightly affected, they may be seriously injured and dying, which makes many people frightened. But in addition to the horror, many people's eyes flashed with the excitement of seeing the big event with their own eyes. Such a scene may be difficult for many people to see in their lifetime.

Although, the prestige of Yulisi, the master of the poisonous cloud, is frightening.

This one can turn an entire big oasis into death in an instant. After hearing these terrifying rumors, many chambers of commerce gained the upper hand rationally, without hesitation, they retreated to the other side of the oasis.

The remaining few who are highly skilled and daring use their own means to watch from afar.

Slightly worried.

After all, once the burning fire chamber of commerce's guard myth is lost, they may also suffer. Considering their own safety, they hope that the burning fire chamber of commerce's mythology can win.

"Don't worry, there are two Mythical Crown Princes sitting here, as stable as Mount Tai."

"But since Mythical Ulis dared to visit the door unabashedly, he must have something to rely on, right?"

"They are likely to come for such treasures as Qingxin tea tree and root water. After all, the Burning Fire Chamber of Commerce said that it will auction the root water in a year. This kind of temptation... If I am a myth, I may also Can't help it."

The four mythical statues who left existed, so they hadn't thought about it.

It's just that myths that follow the orthodox oasis management route are usually in the lawful camp. First, they also have their own base, and their hometown may suffer if they don't care about face; second, once they taste the sweetness of plunder, they may be It is the opening of Pandora's box, and I can no longer restrain my desire. Even if it can bring a lot of wealth in a short period of time, if things go on like this, it will surely lead to destruction.

But the myth of Julius is different. He has no fixed income and is excluded from the orthodox circle.

Do things unscrupulously.

Myth is capital!

"But there is a third myth in the Burning Fire Chamber of Commerce?"

"No, that one is not a myth yet, but..."

Starmaker Kyrios stared wide-eyed.

The eldest prince of the City of Fallen Stars who was still here shouted, "Isn't this a myth?!"

The shirtless figure was knocked down from the mortal world, but it rose into the sky like an invincible god of war, facing the terrible poisonous cloud that even myths should fear, and tore down the cloud controller Ulis standing in the cloud, and the two turned into Meteorites hit the ground.

During the fall, the vast energy escaping from the shirtless burly man formed a thick torrent tail flame, which increased the speed of the falling meteorite, which was already accelerating under the influence of gravity, by several times. The human meteorite turned into light and fire, and crashed to the ground in the blink of an eye.

The earth shook violently, spreading huge cracks thousands of meters long, and waves of shock waves like tsunamis spread out.

During this process, Myth Ulis has been fighting back. Those concentrated and highly poisonous poisons that condensed his endless efforts are continuously impacting the strong and charming body in front of him, causing this body to rot and turn blue and purple. Severe erosion.

This is unreasonable!

…

It makes sense, and it's super cool!

Xing Jinglei grinned like a demon crawling out of hell, he didn't care about the dark green liquid that contained high concentration of toxicity, he licked his lips and drank it.

"tasty."

The damage from the drank venom was continuously transformed into his own power under the action of the indestructible body of the oven.

This gain has greatly improved his life energy, defense power, power speed, and self-healing speed. The higher the frequency of attacks, the faster and stronger the improvement it will bring to Xing Jinglei. At the same time, it also brought him a targeted increase in resistance. Xing Jinglei suffered the most damage from the poisonous fog. Under hundreds of layers of BUFF, he also possessed extremely terrifying poison resistance.

You can drink the venom like plain water.

In the eyes of Juris, this action is the devil himself. These six senses also "commented" that his poison tasted good, which was a blatant insult.

The myth cannot be insulted!

It may be that Xing Jinglei's lethality is not strong enough, and it may also be that the mythical deity has strong vitality, and this Ulis is still majestic. Under his ragged robes, his skinny body shriveled again, like a deflated balloon. At the same time, endless venom gushed out from the depths of his body, like a dark green lake.

Green waves splash.

The mountain peaks in the distance melted like a block of wax; the huge pit continued to sink amidst the sound of squeaks; the ghosts bitten out of the turbulent gray mist were also thousands of meters away, and fell to death in thin poisonous under the fog.

There is also a huge six-star ghost that is hundreds of meters long, roaring, but when it touches the dark green lake, countless pustules grow out of its entire body, and then it shatters, shriveled, and fell to the ground. The whole process took only a few seconds.

The range of the highly toxic lake is not large, but the poisonous fog is spreading uncontrollably.

Looking at this scene, Yiluoxi, who had a well-shaped expression on his forehead, still had to wave his hands, and the space ripples all over the world were transformed into a protective force field, sealing off the space with a radius of several kilometers layer upon layer.

The center of the restricted area is Xing Jinglei riding on the mythical Julius.

He straddled the shriveled body with his legs, and pounded Julis's face with his huge and poisonous fist, making a sound like a drum beating.

"Don't force me...poof!"

"A myth cannot be humiliated... poof!"

"This king wants to move really... Puff puff!"

Ulis also tried to attack with other means, such as a giant bone hand growing out of the ground, a faint green flame, and all kinds of abilities fell on Xing Jinglei.

But at this time, Xing Jinglei's defensive power was astonishing, and the poison cloud that Julis was proud of had lost its effect, how could these small means break through the defense? There are only embarrassing scraping scenes.

Ulis was also a little dizzy from the beating, his shriveled body cracked, and bursts of shame and anger rushed straight to the sky.

"You forced me to do this!"

"Mythical form... open!"

His entire body was completely shriveled, leaving only a piece of skin. Dozens of dark green poisonous pythons sprang out from under the skin and merged with the surrounding venom, fleeing towards the surroundings at a speed comparable to Xing Jinglei's full-speed explosion at this time.

Is this a mythical form?

This is not a mythical form!

Ulis hesitated at the last moment, reason prevailed. After he advanced to the mythology, he was not in a good condition, and he didn't have a big force to support him, so the pollution all over his body couldn't be cured for a long time. The root of his desire to snatch the Qingxin tea tree is also here, and he can't afford it, so he can only rely on plunder to make ends meet.

It's just that he never expected that he would lose to a Liujue, and become the background board of those who were defeated by the perverted Liujue in the legends of the Broken Sea since ancient times.

shame!

anger!

He wished he could transform into a mythical form on the spot, and kill the perverted Liujue who offended him in front of him. But after thinking about it, if I open the mythical form in my current state, I'm afraid I will fall into madness. It's not worth it, it's not worth it, Juris still has hundreds of years to live!

He fled.

he chased.

Xing Jinglei still couldn't catch up in the end, and couldn't even tell which poisonous snake was Julis' real body.

"Hmph, you really are a reckless man, the empress is still required to appear at the critical moment!"

Yiluoxi's clear and loud voice spread tens of kilometers around in an instant.

She was annoyed at first, but the empress of the Burning Fire Merchant Guild was reduced to a support, and the role of the whole audience was to curb the spread of the poisonous mist, which Ilohi couldn't bear. Especially when the big man Xing is pretending to be aggressive, and he has to cooperate with him to pretend to be aggressive. When did she, Yiluoxi, suffer this kind of grievance?

Now, Hehengheng still has to rely on her to secure the crucial victory.

It feels great.

In the hunting wind, the corners of Yiluoxi's mouth could not help but curl up. She can't tell which of the dozens of poisonous snakes is the real body and which is the clone, but she has her means.

"Fire!"

The sound is transmitted for dozens of kilometers around.

The ordinary fire-breathing ability is boosted by the "Infinity Gate", and it instantly falls like endless sky fire, burning the poisonous mist and venom continuously. The initial burning speed is not fast, and the essence of the Ilohi flame is far inferior to these highly poisonous venoms. But as the burning started, the Infinity Gate's attack hit the 'target', which brought waves of feedback boosts to Iloshi.

The spiritual power keeps rising, and the flame power keeps rising.

In an instant, the power of the flames multiplied several times, and the intensity of the fire expanded dozens of times, burning the poisonous mist that was already a source of water, and shrinking continuously, forcing the giant pythons that were transformed into venom into one after another. into a desperate situation.

And the sea of ​​fire is still endless.

Not long after, the giant venom pythons were scorched dry, leaving only the body of Julis, showing its original shape helplessly in the sea of ​​flames. He regained control of the cloud formed by the poison, and then wrapped himself in clouds of dark green poisonous mist to protect himself, piercing through the sea of ​​flames and flying to the distance.

But just as Julius flew up, the space in the sky was distorted. It was hundreds of thousands of invisible hands protruding from the ripples of the Infinity Gate, and falling in all directions.

It's like a barrier.

Even if Ulis shattered these with great force, the galloping speed would inevitably slow down. At this moment, he was chased up by a strong man like a little giant. He was caught and held tightly, and his body made an overwhelmed crisp sound in the death strangling surrounded by the little giant's hands.

Ulis became ruthless, and shouted at the strong man who locked him with a distorted face:

"I surrender!"

Yiluoxi, Xing Jinglei: "Huh?" ×2

…

…

When the poison swamp, the energy torrent, and the sea of ​​flames erupted one after another, the situation of the battle of myths outside the oasis was covered up. Many people who followed this battle scratched their heads and became impatient.

But if they walked out of the oasis and got closer to observe, they definitely wouldn't dare.

Just as many people were discussing and staring into the distance with their eyes wide open, a figure in a white robe was walking on the sparse streets at a neither fast nor slow speed. The people passing through the caravans and mercenaries in a hurry, like white ghosts, did not attract anyone's attention.

Until, a figure in a blue gown stood in front of him.

The folding fan in his hand was gone, replaced by an exaggerated sickle and a broken holy sword pinned to his waist. The man in Tsing Yi just stood there, dozens of steps away from the figure in the cloak.

"Lord."

The charm diffuses, the invisible power is dense, and the whole street is like being under the surface of the water, with continuous ripples.

The core of the ripples spread, one is the man in Tsing Yi, and the other is the man in white robe.

The hood of the white-robed man was not pulled up, and his hair, which was neither long nor short, fluttered wildly in the wind. His face was that of an old man in his forties, with sharp edges and corners, and a little stubble, with the vicissitudes of life Sophisticated charm.

And such a face, this image, Qianqiu has seen it before, once.

It's hard to imagine that this person created the Hidden Killing Pavilion single-handedly, and has a great reputation in the entire Broken Sea...

"Secretly Kill the Pavilion Master!"

The fluctuating charm of the confrontation attracted the attention of many people, only to realize that another major event happened.

The image of a figure in a white robe is not special, and you can find many similar outfits in any big city. However, if this is a myth, a myth that is accustomed to wearing white robes and has a vicissitudes of life, then there is a high probability that it is... …

Starmaker Kairios' complexion changed.

"Why did even this big man appear here?"

Moreover, the Tsing Yi storyteller Myth of the Burning Fire Chamber of Commerce seems to know the owner of the Yinsha Pavilion?

He faintly felt that he had discovered the secret.

Director Dami Chaotic City, who had the same idea, stared at him with burning eyes, muttering breaking news and the like.

…

In the middle of the street, there is a cool breeze.

The master of Yinsha Pavilion looked at Qianqiu with no surprise on his face.

"It really is you."

"You's talent... pure divine splendor...myth, so that's how it is."

"Since you have been promoted to Shinhwa, you are indeed qualified to stand in front of the deity, but the betrayer will have to pay the price."

His gaze was as calm as water, falling on Qianqiu's body.

There didn't seem to be any killing intent, but there was pressure like a mountain.

This is an old myth!

From the conversation between the two, Kairios also heard it, "So it turns out that this Qianqiu Majesty is a new myth, no wonder I have never heard of it before."

"A new Myth, this is not the opponent of such an old Myth as the Master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion."

Humane.

The newly promoted Shinhwa is in a period of rapid improvement. It will take time to become familiar with the mighty power of Shinhwa, to accumulate divine particles, to learn and develop other abilities, and so on.

Obviously, this Qianqiu Crown Prince has only been promoted for a few months, and he is too new to be promoted.

On the other hand, the master of the hidden killing pavilion, this man's prestige far exceeds that of Yuli Si outside the oasis, and he has the record of defeating Shinhwa several times. Of course, these records are rarely known. Kairios was qualified to read some secrets in the Seven Star Alliance, so he saw the relevant information by accident.

"The myth of the Burning Fire Chamber of Commerce is about to be defeated, and it won't last long."

However, compared to losing to Julius Myth outside, Kairios is not worried about the impact of Burning Myth's defeat on the Hidden Pavilion Master—meaning that he is not worried about his own personal safety.

The owner of the hidden killing pavilion still follows the rules, and this time he is only here for personal grievances.

Regardless of whether it is to take away the treasures of the Burning Fire Chamber of Commerce or other things, at least passers-by will not be massacred—as long as they are not affected—to take a step back, their Seven-Star Alliance still has business contacts with Hidden Killing Pavilion, and he feels safe and secure .

However, Kairios still told his followers to stay away from the battlefield and retreat several kilometers away to observe from afar.

The two seem to be still talking.

The Shen Yun fluctuations that diffused and collided with each other could already see the wind of superiority and inferiority. Unfortunately, for the sake of my own safety, I retreated several kilometers away, and I could no longer hear the content of the conversation between the two crown princes.

It's probably a secret that only the circle of mythology can get in touch with, it's a pity.

"Pavilion Master, to be honest, there is a problem with the business model of Hidden Killing Pavilion, 007 has no future, not to mention that the salary of 007 in your Hidden Killing Pavilion is very low, you can't treat us killers as bulls and horses, right? "

"As a former gold medal employee of Yinsha Pavilion, after several months of thinking, I have come up with a set of immature suggestions."

"The task must be from nine to five, and three meals a day must be equipped with high-end food as a working meal, so that everyone can have the strength to do things."

"There are still two days of vacation a week, and two weeks of paid vacation in a year...etc. Pavilion Master, all I said is for your consideration."

Seeing Qianqiu shaking his head, the owner of the Yinsha Pavilion had a slight vein on his forehead.

Before, why didn't you know that this guy talked so much?

He didn't answer a word. Those killers are just tools cultivated by the organization. Tools have to look like tools, broken? What is new is that replacement is far easier than maintenance.

However, since Qianqiu stands out from the tools and ranks among the mythical killers, it is worth his shot.

"Just let the deity try your strength, don't let the deity down—"

The voice of the voice floated up like a cloud of smoke, and when it dispersed, the entire figure of the master of the Yinsha pavilion disappeared, leaving only simple human figures outlined in stick figures.

It may be dozens, it may be hundreds, these figures silently crossed between the sky and the earth, and after a blink of an eye, they merged into one hundred meters behind Qianqiu, revealing the hidden killer in white robe The figure of the pavilion master.

As if nothing happened.

There is no energy impact like a torrent, the wind is light, there are no scratches on the ground, and there is no sound at all. Compared with the massive mythical battle outside the oasis, what happened here seems to be an illusion.

After another two seconds, there was a slight sound of cloth tearing.

The cyan gown that Qian Qiu was wearing was torn apart, leaving only strands of rags fluttering in the wind. The inner armor under the long gown was also torn, and there were some golden drops of blood dripping from the deep red.

Tick ​​tock ~ tick tock.

The two exchanged dozens of stances in the instant of a tenth of a second, and Qianqiu was completely defeated, no matter the stances, experience, strength or speed were at a disadvantage. The figure of the master of the hidden killing pavilion disappeared, leaving only the ability of stick figures, and Qianqiu couldn't understand it at all. Even if he fought dozens of moves, he still couldn't see the slightest trick.

too strong.

"The gap is bigger than expected."

"No, it's because the Lord of the Hidden Killing Pavilion is too strong, my eyes can't keep up at all!"

"This is very rare. The information about the master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion... Uh, if we see such a secret, shouldn't we be wiped out by the Hidden Killing Pavilion?"

Some were amazed, some shuddered.

The owner of the hidden killing pavilion doesn't care about those ants. If you don't know the myth, you don't have the qualification to enter his sight.

In his eyes, there is still only Qian Qiu.

"Next, the deity will not hold back."

"Coincidentally, so do I. My lord, let me take this trick——Thousands and thousands of dreams and infinite bubbles!"

In Qianqiu's pupils, a mysterious symbol appeared.

Reflecting the only figure of the Lord of the Hidden Killing Pavilion.

Click——

The space seems to be broken and reshaped again.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qian Qiu just turned around. The two Mythical Crown Princes looked at each other again with a distance of 100 meters, and the world was full of murderous intent that was about to burst out.

For a long time, no, only for a moment.

The ragged clothes under Qianqiu's crown suddenly burst open again, and golden red mythical blood splattered from several areas of his arms and torso.

But what has changed even more is the hidden killing pavilion master.

He knelt down on one knee for no reason, blood was sprayed like a pressurized water pipe, there were exaggerated cut marks on the torso that almost cut through the entire upper body, and the internal organs were clearly visible.

Looking at this scene, the corners of Qianqiu's mouth rose, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

It's like the smile when you finally pass the difficult level of hell after countless trials and failures.

"You are very strong. I died 486 times in vain before I finally found out how to defeat you."

Outside the oasis, Yulisi Myth, who pretended to surrender but was actually waiting for the opportunity, was quietly betting on the burning oasis.

Suddenly, his face was dull.

A mouthful of golden red blood spewed out from the deformed mouth.

Hidden Kill Pavilion Master, mistake me!