Online game: King Kong is indestructible

"day!"

The sack came very quickly. The moment Wang Yuan raised his head, it had already covered Wang Yuan's head. It was too late to dodge.

Wang Yuan felt his eyes go dark and was trapped in a bag.

At the same time, the man outside the bag laughed loudly and said: "Haha, this silly monk is so stupid! Just like a fool, take a stick from me!"

Before the monk finished speaking, someone hit Wang Yuan hard on the back of the head with a stick. Fortunately, Wang Yuan had rough skin and thick flesh. Although the stick was heavy, the blow still hit vital parts, but Wang Yuan was not too seriously injured. He was injured, but he muttered secretly: "Put on a sack and hit with a sap! This bastard can do it!"

"Hahaha! The masters of the six sects are nothing more than this! What a bullshit, the largest sect in the world, fell into the hands of my Budai monk."

It turns out that the guy who used the sack to beat the sap was the Budai monk who was one of the five scattered people.

At this time, Wang Yuan could not be easily trapped. He was extremely proud and mocked at the sack: "I thought your head was so strong. It turns out that it is also made of dough. I heard that you are a senior fellow from the Shaolin Temple? Monk, I just happened to get it." You arrest him and threaten the Shaolin Temple to withdraw the troops!"

This can’t be said to be too naive. The Shaolin Temple family has a great cause and a lot of troubles. There are several factions within the sect. According to the background of the original owner, Kong Wen initiated the siege of the Demon Cult. This guy doesn’t have a good impression of Wang Yuan. Kong Wen, Wang Yuaneng, was unwilling to be his senior brother, but he couldn't stand up to Abbot Xuanci's tricks.

Now that Wang Yuan has been arrested, the monk will definitely not give up the attack on Guangmingding because of Wang Yuan. He may even say, "If you are not as good as hell, who will go to hell? It is an honor for you to sacrifice your life for the common people in the world!" and then start directly. , Kill with a borrowed knife.

Even if Wang Yuan is resurrected and cannot hand over the title of Shaolin Temple Senior Brother, Xuan Ci will still be disgusted.

"Tsk!!!"

However, just when he was about to pick up the sack and carry it on his back, he suddenly heard the sound of a piece of cloth tearing, and the big sack holding Wang Yuan was torn open inside. Wang Yuan lowered his head and cursed. Then he got out and said, "What the hell, what kind of rag bag is this? It's so tough, I can't even try to suck it!"

"This...this...Amitabha!"

Looking at Wang Yuan emerging from the bag, and then looking at the bag that was torn by Wang Yuan on the ground, he was dumbfounded, his eyes widened, and cold sweat flowed down his neck.

This bag is not an ordinary bag. The full name of this thing is Qiankun Yiqi bag, which is a treasure that cannot be famous. This bag is airtight and made of strange materials. It is not silk or leather. It cannot be broken by ordinary swords and swords, and cannot be destroyed by water or fire. The mouth is tied with "thousands of knots and hundreds of knots", and no one can untie it except by saying that it is impossible.

Said Bu can walk in the world, all relying on him. No one knows how strong this thing is better than Shu Bu. But who would have thought that this Qiankun Qi bag would be destroyed like this. It was torn apart by life, and it was not destroyed at all. Decent.

I can't help but be completely confused.

"Dog monk! Dare to knock Buddha's sap! Buddha has saved you!"

If it weren't for his lack of understanding, Wang Yuan should have joined the Demon Cult in the first place. Wang Yuan's skills of beating sap, breaking black bricks, killing people and setting fires were exactly the same as the methods of the Demon Cult.

As an expert in beating sap, Wang Yuan was taken out of a sack and given a stick. Wang Yuan was naturally dissatisfied. He shouted loudly, stepped forward, raised his right palm, and made a move of "Homage to the Tathagata". Photographed it.

"Ouch! You damn bald ass!"

Seeing Wang Yuan's palm attack, he could not help but feel relieved. He hurriedly raised the iron rod in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

"Duang!"

Wang Yuan slapped his palm hard on the iron rod.

Wang Yuan was born with supernatural powers and had outstanding internal skills. Even an ordinary palm in his hand had overwhelming power. It is unbelievable that as a level 100 powerful BOSS, he was able to withstand Wang Yuan's palm and was shocked. After a few steps, there was a "pop" sound and a mouthful of blood came out.

He lowered his head and saw that the iron rod in his hand had been bent by Wang Yuancai's powerful palm.

"..."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the fear in his eyes became more intense, and he began to think about retreating in his heart.

In terms of strength, it is impossible to say that he is only a first-class master at level 100. With Wang Yuan's current cultivation and skills, even a leader at level 150 can suppress him. With just one move, it is impossible to say that he is already. I felt how terrifying the monk in front of me was.

"Old Niu! So you are here!"

At this time, the voices of Bai He Liangyi and others were heard not far away, making the already unfavorable situation even worse.

"Haha! Farewell!"

He couldn't help but laugh, turned around and got into a small door behind him.

BOSSs with high AI are just different. When they know that they are no match, they will run away decisively.

But is Wang Yuan the kind of person who doesn't want to take revenge?

It's such a good thing to try to run away after giving Wang Yuan a stick.

"Want to run?"

Seeing that he was about to run away, Wang Yuan shouted and appeared in the door with a sudden change of appearance.

But for some unknown reason, Wang Yuan felt that the scene in front of him changed and he came to an extremely familiar scene. A torn sack was randomly thrown on the ground, and there were stains of blood under the corner.

Baihe Liangyi and others are not far away, walking this way.

"???"

Wang Yuan was a little dazed. Didn't he get through the small door? Why are you back? Isn't it possible to use apparation?

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan walked to the door with a frown and stepped in.

The scene changed again, and Wang Yuan returned to the original place.

"Holy crap! Is there such a thing?" Wang Yuan was speechless.

This game is really unreasonable and can have such an evil design.

"What are you doing?"

When Wang Yuan entered the door twice in a row, Bai Heliangyi and others also came over and asked with puzzled faces.

"I feel like a ghost has hit the wall!" Wang Yuan said: "I clearly entered the door but couldn't get in."

"Ghosts beating the wall? Haha! How can there be ghosts in this world? Don't talk nonsense, old cow!" Hua Feihua laughed.

It is very magical for a Taoist priest to tell a monk in a serious and sincere way that there are no ghosts in the world.

"There are no ghosts in the world. Are there no ghosts in the game? Have you never done any Qingming Festival tasks?" Wang Yuan asked.

"What are you doing that for?" Hua Feihua replied very forcefully, leaving Wang Yuan speechless.

E-sports dogs are really crazy.

"This should be a formation." At this time, a short player next to Bai Heliangyi asked.

This guy's name is Qingzhu Xiaoshan. He comes from the Murong family and is also a well-known master in the circle. Not only is this guy very powerful, he also knows a thing or two about formations.

"Formation? What kind of formation is this?" Wang Yuan turned to Song Yang after hearing the word "formation".

Without waiting for Song Yang to answer, Qingzhu said with a small fan: "This is called the illusion array, it should be..."

"Wrong! This is not an illusion array!"

Before Qingzhu Xiaofan could say anything, Song Yang interrupted directly: "This is the Four-Pole Mysterious Dragon Formation!"

"Oh? Are you doubting my vision?" Qingzhu raised his eyebrows and asked Song Yang questioningly.

Qingzhu Xiaoshan is a tactical master who likes to study formations on weekdays. Such masters are usually very conceited. In their eyes, even those who are far more powerful than themselves are just reckless men full of muscles. , a master tactician like himself is the genius who can influence the situation of the battle.

Along the way, Qingzhu Xiaoshan also knew that Song Yang was indeed very skilled, but he was still very confident in the authority of the formation.

"No!"

Song Yang, an honest kid, shook his head and said, "I'm not doubting you, I'm overruling you!"

"I..." Qingzhu Xiaoshan was so stunned by Song Yang that she almost couldn't breathe. This girl was so arrogant, and her words were unquestionable.

"Then can you break it?" Qingzhu Fan asked, rolling his eyes.

Formation is like a puzzle. It is not difficult to understand the formation. What is difficult is how to solve it. If you have not practiced formation specifically, you will not know how to solve it, because you do not have this technology, or your skills are not high enough. , the system will not give you a crack prompt.

"Simple!"

Song Yang pointed to the door on the left and said: "The phantom formation has only one formation eye each time it changes. People who don't understand the formation have a 1/4 chance of being fooled. The Four-pole Dragon Formation has four formation eyes. Each time it changes, The sequence will be rearranged, only if you go in the right direction..."

"Sister, excuse me, can you say something in human language that I can understand?" Song Yang began to talk about professional knowledge, and Wang Yuan was confused.

When Qingzhu Xiaoshan heard Song Yang's words, he was extremely shocked and said excitedly: "Brother Niu, don't make trouble! Miss Wuji, keep talking! I didn't expect that you are not only profound in cultivation and powerful, but also have such attainments in battle tactics. .”

As soon as an expert opens his mouth, he will know whether there are people who know the formation. After Song Yang's words, Qingzhu Xiaoshan realized that the girl in front of him not only knew the formation, but was also much stronger than him, because Song Yang The formation sequences and the like mentioned by Yang are all things that Qingzhu Xiaoshan has never learned before.

Even the top players in the game have their strengths and weaknesses. Some are good at operation and some are tactical. Each has its own strengths. Within the same level, experts with good operation will generally not be distracted by studying tactics and formations.

Not only was Song Yang extremely skilled, he was also proficient in formations, which really surprised Qingzhu Xiaoshan.

No wonder this girl dared to directly veto herself, she really had that confidence.

"No!" Wang Yuan put his arm around Song Yang's shoulders and said proudly: "This girl is an all-rounder. She is good at playing chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, astrology, and Qimen Dunjia."

"Really? What sect are you from?" Hearing Wang Yuan's compliment, Qingzhu Xiaoshan was even more surprised and asked with wide eyes.

What kind of immortal sect is this that can cultivate such an all-rounder?

"Xiaoyao Sect." Song Yang said lightly.

"Is there such a sect?" Qingzhu Xiaofan's head was full of questions.

"Would I lie to you?" Song Yang asked.

"Okay, okay!" Wang Yuan said: "If there is such nonsense, take us there quickly to stop talking."

"follow me!"

Song Yang greeted everyone and led them to a small door on the left, muttering: "As long as this formation is activated once, the sequence will be refreshed. Enter one by one. The first one: left first, then front, and then go through the back door. , and finally take the right door!"

…

Wang Yuan walked into the four doors in sequence according to the order given by Song Yang, and finally the scene changed to an unfamiliar scene.

The scene at this time was finally no longer the scene repeated just now, but a large courtyard. Directly in front of the courtyard was a hall with three words written on it [Guangming Hall].

"I'm in!" After seeing the Guangming Hall, Wang Yuan sent a message on the channel.

After closing the chat box, Wang Yuan suddenly heard a cold voice from behind: "It's interesting! Someone can actually break through my four-pole dragon formation! The six major sects really have some skills!"

"??"

Wang Yuan turned around when he heard the sound and saw five strange-looking guys standing behind him.

The leader, Wang Yuan, had just seen him. The Budai monk couldn't tell. On the left was a thin man with disheveled hair and an extremely mean face. On the right was a young man in white clothes holding a folding fan, who was also the one who spoke just now.

Then two people and a monk came together. The monk had a peaceful face and was dressed in white monk clothes. The Taoist wore an iron crown on his head and held a sword in his hand, looking like an old man with a stick.

"Wu Sanren??" Wang Yuan asked tentatively.

It can't be said that he is one of the five scattered people. There are five people here. Anyone who is not stupid can guess the names of these people.

"Who the hell are you talking about?"

The mean middle-aged man with disheveled hair chirped: "The five of us are the five scattered people. I have my own name, and Zhou Dian is me. I heard that you stuffed that piece of shit Yang Xiao into the manure pit and drowned him. I admire you very much." ! But you bastard bald donkey came to besiege Guangmingding, but I can't let you pass."

This jabbering Shabi is Zhou Dian. Unlike the Bao from the Murong family, he is also known as one of the two biggest gangsters in the world. They often use their bad quotes to attack each other on forums. Wang Yuan has heard of his name a long time ago. Number.

As Zhou Dian announced his family name, his information was displayed on the heads of the five people.

The young man in white calls Mr. Lengmian Lengqian.

The monk behind is the honest monk Peng Yingyu. .

As for the Taoist with the iron hat, his name is just like the person he is, Taoist with the iron hat, Zhang Zhong.

These guys are not the same as each other. They are all first-class masters at level 100 and have extraordinary strength.

At this time, Taoist Tieguan raised his head and looked at Wang Yuan's head and said, "Although this great monk has a high level of cultivation, there is someone else who breaks the formation! And they will come in soon!"

"hehe!"

Leng Qian smiled slightly and said, "Do you know why I set up this four-pole dragon formation?"

"It's just to keep them out, why are you pretending to be such a big deal!" Zhou Dian was so evil that he went crazy and even bit his own people.

"snort!"

Leng Qian said: "You crazy dog ​​knows nothing! Only one person can enter the Four-pole Mysterious Dragon Formation each time it is cracked, so even if the masters of the six sects can crack my formation, they will die one by one!"

"Haha! As expected of Mr. Cold Bottom, you are indeed despicable. Zhou Dian has convinced you!" Zhou Dian laughed and said, "It's useless to talk more. Let's go together and kill this monk first!"

As he spoke, Zhou Dian let out a strange cry, jumped in front of Wang Yuan in a flash, pulled out a long knife from behind, and stabbed Wang Yuan in the chest.

The sharp knife cut through the air and made a hissing sound. It was obvious that his internal strength was not weak.

Wang Yuan took a step back, and just as he was about to stretch his left hand forward, he used the move "Human Tangle" to grab Zhou Dian's wrist.

At this time, Taoist Tieguan shouted loudly: "Old Zhou! Turn to the right!"