Prehistoric: The beginning of the game mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 76 The Chaos Clock collapses and the team battle begins!

installment?

Looking at these four words, the Chaos Bell boss fell into deep thought!

These four words are easy to understand, and you will know what the concept is just by seeing these words.

But the question is...how did this guy come up with this concept!?

What's in his head?

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The First Emperor: "No, I won't accept it, I won't agree to it, I won't sell it anymore! (Anger)"

He couldn't swallow this breath!

The Grand Master of Weapon Refining: "Senior, our Changchun sect is about to start a group. I won't talk to you for now. If you agree, just send an emoticon and I will call you the down payment later."

"ps: The down payment is the first payment."

Feng Ming felt that he had been very considerate and explained this concept clearly to his seniors.

Of course, interest will be paid on other people's installment payments.

However, Senior Chaos Clock doesn’t know, well, what about interest-free installments... For the sake of interest-free installments, let’s call him Senior Chaos Clock.

Even though I know he is lying to me...

At this moment, Feng Ming decisively became invisible.

He knew that the fraudster senior would definitely agree.

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Chaos Clock:......!!

His figure was lonely, standing in the void and sighing.

"I really didn't expect that my Chaos Bell, which once suppressed the prehistoric existence, would be manipulated like this by a junior!"

"Besides, I can't help it!"

"This kid..."

[You have received a private message red envelope from the Grand Master of Weapon Refining]

The Chaos Clock was immediately dismantled.

This time, there are actually 5 innate divine patterns!

…

Chaos Bell opened its mouth and directly ate the innate divine pattern.

Mmm, delicious!

With a smile on his face, he suddenly felt melancholy.

Even when the final battle with the Ancestral Witch began, the Chaos Bell was not so depressed.

This feeling is - the hero dies.

He casually sent an emoticon to the Grand Master of Weapon Refining, waiting for the down payment from the Grand Master of Weapon Refining.

"Forget it, I've earned at least 23 innate divine marks."

For me now, it is already a huge sum of money.

"According to my speculation, his original innate divine marks should be between 20-30. So even if he has a full 30 innate divine marks, he only has 7 innate divine marks left."

Thinking about it this way...

"Phew, I feel much more comfortable."

Don't think about how much you have been cut, but think about how much the other party has lost.

"The Sun Spirit Fire is just rubbish to me, but the innate divine pattern is everything that boy has. Hmm, he may be making a lot of money, but I will definitely not lose!"

Once he started to comfort himself, the Chaos Bell boss felt much more at ease.

Not only is he no longer heartbroken, he even wants to show off!

"By the way, it's just a good time to show off to that sand sculpture of Tianji. This bad picture... hmph!"

I directly obtained 23 innate divine patterns!

You're a piece of trash, what can you gain recently?

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The First Emperor: "What are you doing (smile)?"

Tianji Moluan said: "You are practicing to make up for your shortcomings. Why did you call me this name? I almost didn't recognize it and blocked you directly."

The First Emperor:...Damn, I forgot that this evil pen is the authority dog ​​of the chat group!

The First Emperor: "This name is the title given to me by little friend Feng Ming. How about it? Isn't it very impressive? It's more powerful and domineering than the titles of Taiyi and Dijun back then!"

Tianji Mo said: "Kneel down and worship you? Haha..."

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

When chatting with little friend Feng Ming, it can be seen between the lines that the little friend regards this idiot as a fraud!

How is it possible to kneel down and worship him?

Tianji Moran said: "Why are you looking for me? To borrow the innate divine pattern?"

Chaos Clock borrowed money from him not just once or twice, but Tianji Mo Luanshuo was already used to it.

Chaos Clock: "Haha, you are wrong. This time I am here to ask you if you need to borrow the innate divine pattern... (smiling sinisterly)"

Tianji Moran said: "(Seriously) It seems that you have obtained a new innate divine pattern. You must have gotten it from little friend Feng Ming, right?"

"Now that you have the innate divine patterns, let's return the old ones first."

Chaos Clock:..."Why do you want to return it? I borrowed it based on my ability, isn't it my thing? (Proud)"

Tianji Mo said randomly: "(sweat), I knew you were going to say that!"

"Looking at your smug look, how many innate divine patterns did you get from my friend? 100 or 200?"

Chaos Clock: "Exactly 23..."

The words he entered were suddenly deleted directly by him.

He was stunned for a while, his body trembling a little.

"100 ways, or 200 ways?"

Since the broken picture of Tianji says so, it means that that boy Feng Ming has at least 200 innate divine patterns on hand!

"hiss……"

The Chaos Bell boss didn't even realize that he had mastered Feng Ming's movements - gasp!

"This kid has at least 200!"

"There are 200 of them!"

"200!"

This voice kept echoing in Chaos Zhong's mind.

Tianji Moran said: "Po Zhong, if you don't have anything else to do, I'm going to retreat. This time I got 50 Tao, Xiantian, Tao, and patterns, which can help me regain a lot of strength!"

A voice of despair sounded in Chaos Bell's mind!

50 Tao, innate, Tao pattern?

Tianji didn't talk nonsense about this bad picture, and he also made the word "Tao" bigger and bolder, using a bright red font.

Chaos Clock:..."I, I, I...I'm so stupid, really..."

The fundamental purpose of sending private messages to Tianji Moluanshuo was to show off.

But now...I am stunned.

Tianji Mo said: "Po Zhong, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

"Reply! Don't ignore me because of my 50 innate 'Dao' (emphasis added, bold, red) lines. By the way, these 50 innate 'Dao' (emphasis added, bold, red) lines, I

It has been integrated into the main body, so I can’t give it to you, but I still have extra innate spirit patterns on hand, do you want it?”

Chaos Clock:......!!!

Got off directly.

"Hey, I shouldn't have come to see this guy. Did we agree that we are all brothers?"

[You have received a private message red envelope from Tianji Mo Luanshuo]

"hateful!"

Opening the red envelope revealed 50 innate spiritual patterns.

The Chaos Bell boss swallowed it with tears, and felt that he was a poor real beggar.

"No, no way..."

Chaos Bell Boss, I won’t give in, I definitely won’t give in!

"Hmph, how could I give up so easily?"

"By the way, about this battle!"

The Chaos Clock boss started to make up his mind again.

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The team battle is about to begin!

The bosses from both sides are confronting each other.

own side.

Patriarch Changchun stood in front of him, followed by two true immortals.

One is the great elder of the Dongding Sect, with a cultivation level of the fifth level of the True Immortal.

In addition, he is the deputy headmaster of the Xuanyang Sect and has attained the sixth level of True Immortal cultivation.

As the saying goes, the best thing is not too much. Although the people sent by these two neighboring sects are not many, they are all top-notch beings.

The three true immortals stood there and immediately resisted each other's momentum.

Look at the demon fairy again.

The first demon fairy did not transform into a human form.

It was a white demonic beast about ten meters long, with seven tails dangling leisurely from its back.

Of course, what caught Feng Ming's attention the most was the round bead in the middle of the spine on its back. It was an ink-colored bead. If he hadn't known it before, he would have thought it was a decoration.

But in fact, this is one of the core members of the Linzi clan, the phantom eye!

It is worth mentioning that the human race calls it the human form, but the existence of those big guys in the prehistoric era is actually called the Tao form.

Most creatures like to transform into Tao bodies, but there are also some monsters who like to keep their true bodies.

The aura of this giant beast is very powerful.

Feng Ming even felt that that giant beast could overwhelm the Patriarch and other three great immortals.

"Huh, sure enough, the demon clan is still strong now."

In today's prehistoric times, although the human race has grown a lot, it is still much better than the era when the human race was struggling to survive in the ice, snow and cold wind.

However, it is still far from giving me the protagonist of the prehistoric times!

Uncle Lu Wan'er seemed to take special care of him, almost always following him.

At this moment, Uncle Master suddenly said: "Okay, the hunting between our Changchun sect and Qingxu is about to begin!"

Uncle Master's smart and beautiful voice was full of concentration at this time.

Feng Ming said comfortingly: "Uncle, there is no need to worry, we will definitely win!"

Seeing Feng Ming's face with infinite confidence, Lu Waner smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle, I will definitely win!"

Mr. Tianji personally did the math for me, so I’m in good luck!

Lu Waner smiled and said, "It seems that you are very confident in your magical weapon, that's good."

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The situation of the new autumn hunting has been known for a long time.

It's not a one versus one arena battle.

Playing in the ring is a manifestation of civilization.

It is impossible for the proud, arrogant and bloody demon tribe to fight like this.

Feng Ming saw that a huge forest-shaped closed terrain was formed below him.

Eight million senior brothers and other nine people were thrown into the left side, while the opponent's nine-headed dragon was on the right side.

Except for the left and right sides, everyone is random.

Feng Ming and the others can see the distribution of the senior brothers and each other from their God's perspective, but those who are among them cannot sense it at all.

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Feng Ming suddenly exclaimed: "Huh? Behind the Eight Million Senior Brothers, there is a crocodile!"

The location where eight million brothers were teleported was a flat and open place.

But the opponent's crocodile was on a tree not far from him!

Looking at the other senior brothers, they were all teleported to a flat and open place, and the opponent's Qingzhao was either behind a stone mosaic or in the shadow of a tree.

Feng Ming subconsciously wanted to shout: "Damn, it's not fair, I need to retransmit!"

These bastards still resorted to disgusting methods.

In this way, the brothers and sisters are directly exposed to the other party's sight, and are naturally at a disadvantage.

However, Feng Ming finally suppressed his anger and remained silent.

Because he knows very well that his words are of no use at all.

"Fortunately, I have already helped my brothers formulate strategies!"

Every senior fellow apprentice had already put on his or her own assigned goggles before being transported.

"Everyone, we must come back alive..."

No, everyone will definitely come back alive.

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Fortunately, the Changchun Patriarchs were all watching. Although the terrain where the Changchun disciples were teleported was unfavorable, the disciples were not teleported directly to the muzzle of Lingxing's gun.

It can only be said that the beginning is a disadvantage, but it is not a dead end.

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From God's perspective, the senior brothers have begun to move on guard.

At this moment, the great elder of Dongding Sect glared at the opponent and said: "Despicable, since it is said to be a fair competition, why do you resort to such despicable methods?"

A gray-brown wolf gently shook its tail and said with a smile: "Oh, the transmission just now was witnessed by your side."

"I can only say that you humans are relatively unlucky, hehehe..."

The elder of the Dongding Sect was so angry that his beard was flying, and a burst of fire appeared around him. It seemed that he was going to take action directly.

After seeing this, Feng Ming said to himself: "No wonder I feel a sense of intimacy when I look at the old man. It turns out that he is a true immortal who is good at fire magic!"

Feng Ming's natural talent, or spiritual root, is actually fire.

This is also the reason why he was arranged to go to the Weapon Refining Hall.

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Changchunzi raised his hand and said: "Brother Taoist leader, don't be angry. I, a disciple of the Changchun sect, may not lose."

Elder Lingdong breathed fire from his nose, but finally did not take action.

At this moment, the one from Xuanyang Sect asked: "By the way, Brother Changchun, what are the disciples of your sect wearing on their heads?"

Changchunzi smiled mysteriously and said: "The secret must not be revealed at the moment, but you will know it later!"

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Although he knew the outcome of Shang Shang's fate, Feng Ming was still nervous at this time!

The idiot with a loud voice who was crazy about me was discovered by a brown cat...

"Oops!"

Although anti-illusion glasses can deal with illusions, what should he do if he is attacked by a sneak attack and the opponent attacks directly from behind?

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Duang!

Damn it, I'm in a critical moment, senior scammer, can you please stop shaking me, you jerk!

He decided to scold the senior fraudster. After all, when the battle heats up later, he will continue to tremble. Who can stand this!

The First Emperor: "Boy, do you want to help your sect cheat?"

(End of chapter)