Sniper Track

Chapter 247: Word games... life and death games...

Remember for a second【】

"A famous sword should be a hero, and a treasure should belong to the king!"

The enthusiastic and generous voice of the auctioneer spread throughout the auction hall through the loudspeaker equipment: "Let us congratulate King Qi for obtaining this 'Pure Jun Remnant Monument'!

I believe that after your Highness obtains this treasure, the cultivation base will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, move towards a higher level, and even hit the realm of 'True Soul'! "

"..."

There was sparse applause from the field.

After all, everyone present is an uncompromising master. People of this level are very proud of themselves. It is not bad to have a few applause.

What's more, these few words from the auctioneer's mouth are all "clichés". They have come and gone several times, and the meanings are very similar. No one will continue to cheer up stupidly...

The auctioneer was obviously professionally trained. Even if the scene was a little awkward, he didn't show any signs of timidity. He stood in front of the masters and continued to preside over the auction...

"All of our auctions will be delivered to your house by the professional **** team of the Longbow Chamber of Commerce after the end, please don't worry..."

"..."

Meng Zhuming breathed a sigh of relief.

This trip, after all, was not in vain.

At least his goal has basically been confirmed to be "achieved".

Wang Kaijin next to him grinned and said, "Master, congratulations, with this stele this time, how confident are you that you can go further?"

Going a step further is the high section of the king.

If there is no real soul in this world", then Xiang Wang Gao Duan is already the strongest except for Xiang Wang's peak perfection!

Meng Zhuming smiled and shook his head.

"..." Wang Kaijin asked tentatively, "No, no problem?"

Meng Zhuming shrugged helplessly: "I don't have a clue...!"

Wang Kaijin: "..."

After being silent for a while, Wang Kaijin wilted a lot and said with a heart: "It doesn't matter Master, you are still young, you still have a long life..."

Is 90-year-old "senior" young?

The answer to this question varies from person to person.

For ordinary people, 90 years old is already the age of decency, and the descendants, Chenghuan, have entered the end of this journey of life.

There are even many people who are not so lucky to live into their nineties.

But for the fittest, for the ninth-rank, ninety years old is really a lot.

Grandmaster Shouyuan increases with the increase of rank.

The King of Rank Nine, if properly maintained, can live up to two hundred years old!

Many of the ninth grades present were over 100 years old, and Meng Zhuming was in a "lower middle position".

And the oldest one among them is already two hundred years old this year!

It can be seen in the square outside the building before that the nine-rank king was in a wheelchair and was pushed over by his grandson.

Because his son and several older grandsons did not have the qualifications for the fittest, they all went to the end of their lives early, dust to dust, dust to dust.

Within three generations, only this grandson whose cultivation base is worthy of reaching the seventh rank remains.

As for the cultivation of the seventh rank, whether he fought with one knife and one shot, or was promoted by countless elixir, it is unknown...

The old senior's body shrank like dead tree bark, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken. When he closed his eyes, it was impossible to determine whether there were still eyeballs in his sockets! …

He didn't move, didn't open his eyes, didn't speak, didn't move, just lay there peacefully, even breathing very slowly... One can't help but wonder if he is a "living person", or, Is that just a wax figure, a root carving?

Meng Zhuming knew without even thinking about it, this person must be riddled with holes, right?

Otherwise, with the demeanor of a ninth-rank king, how could the body be so withered? !

Fortunately, the Longbow Merchant had prepared a box for this powerful king, otherwise, Meng Zhuming would feel his nose sore when he looked at his body.

If not fighting for the country, swearing to slay monsters, and a supremely powerful man, what is this?

This one, I must not be able to survive this winter...

There are talents in Jiangshan generation...

A new generation always "replaces" the old.

If a king falls, another king of the peak must be added to maintain the balance, so as to prevent Huaxia from being passive under the iron hooves of Warcraft.

As the descendants of Yan and Huang, everyone must have this kind of responsibility and this kind of consciousness.

And the ninth grades who are in the king realm, change it like this!

Meng Zhuming did not move on the surface, but in fact he silently made a big wish in his heart:

In this way, beat the dead.

Rush to higher realms and take a look at the scenery above!

Therefore, this piece of pure Jun remnant monument is not only an opportunity for him, but also a "bond" and Meng Zhuming's self-persecution.

The king has fallen, and only by filling the vacancy in combat power can we keep China safe.

Meng Zhuming clenched his fists tightly and said in his heart, "I don't know if there is any danger at the school, why my eyelids are jumping faster and faster...

Rock back, there should be no problem, right? "

Seeing Master's frowning face, Wang Kaijin said, "Master, what's wrong?"

Didn't you buy the Chunjun Remnant Monument? Can you be promoted to the cultivation base, you have to accept your fate, what is there to worry about?

Meng Zhuming said angrily: "Shut up"

^0^ One second to remember【】

Wang Kaijin: "..."

Meng Zhuming made a fierce sentence for no reason, and Wang Kaijin sat down obediently and did not dare to speak any more.

emmm...what am I doing wrong? Why are you killing me? ? !

On the field, a crimson elixir is being auctioned.

This pill is about the size of a cherry, the whole body is blood red, flashing red light, and there is a blood-colored mark that looks extremely evil on the surface of the pill.

Meng Zhuming was startled and recalled the list on the invitation in his mind.

Just when the auctioneer introduced this product, Meng Zhuming didn't listen very seriously, but kept thinking about his own aspirations and China's future, so he missed important information.

Today, one can only look at the list of products based on the appearance, color and breath of the medicinal pill, and randomly guess its real name and efficacy.

Just when Meng Zhuming was still thinking about the real body of the medicinal pill, an old voice came from a certain box.

Its voice is hoarse, and it is already difficult to identify.

"I beg you all to leave this forbidden drug to this old man, ahem...don't **** it from this old man..."

creak, creak...

The empty auction venue became audible under this low voice. Everyone was very tacit, and the voices of the words were invisibly lowered, or even completely silent. …

The spiritual sense between the high grades is also very keen.

The wall of this box can only isolate the sight of the seventh-rank and eighth-rank, and the spiritual power of those ninth-rank phase kings can sense each other through the wall.

At this time, the person who spoke was the senior who was "paralyzed" in the wheelchair.

Moreover, his grandson probably got his approval and was slowly pushing the wheelchair, pushing him from the box to the center of the venue, which was probably less than ten meters away from the auctioneer.

The withered Ninth Stage King was very excited, struggling, and seemed to want to stand up from the wheelchair.

After a few tries, he gave up on the idea...

The Withered King waved his hand and stopped his own grandson who wanted to help him, saying to himself:

"The old body, I know it myself.

To be honest with you, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter...

Please hold your hands high and leave this forbidden medicine to me. At that time, when it is about to die, the old man will swallow the medicine pill and go outside the city to kill it, a peak king beast!

cough..."

"Senior is impossible!"

"Please leave it for a useful body..."

The ninth-rankers had not had time to speak out, and the fittest of seventh-rank and eighth-rank began to dissuade him.

life and death.

This is a tough choice.

It's easy to die, but how to make it "die" meaningfully is the most important thing.

In the face of all obstacles, the ninth-rank king did not listen at all, but used all his strength to say loudly: "My colleagues and masters, please give this old man a chance!

Leave this Gorefiend forbidden medicine to me!

please……"

"..."

Gorefiend's forbidden medicine is refined from the blood of the hearts of nine kinds of magical beasts. Once consumed, in addition to the death of the body, the only way to avoid death is to pay the price of halving the current spiritual power and the power of qi and blood. .

This is a forbidden drug that bursts out its final strength in a desperate situation. It is a forbidden drug that needs to consume life or strength at the cost of it.

This ninth-grade phase king powerhouse should feel that his life is about to end, so he chose to go completely crazy "before his death"?

Swallow the forbidden medicine, double the combat power!

Then, go to slaughter a beast of a peak king, and then die generously.

The king of the ninth grade, if there are six or seven statues that cooperate with each other, he can kill a ninth grade emperor crown!

However, Emperor Mian is not so easy to kill.

First of all, the ninth-rank powerhouses are not familiar with each other and cannot form a perfect cooperation. At the same time, there is another reason...

In addition to the large-scale beast tide attacking the city, China's human race and magical beasts have reached a "balance", and it is even like signing a contract.

There are only a few emperor-crowned beasts in China. If you count them carefully, they are exactly five fingers.

In this case, if the ninth-rank human beings join forces to kill an emperor-crowned beast, it will inevitably break the balance and even provoke a counterattack of the beasts.

At that time, I am afraid that thousands of innocent people will die.

No one wants to see this scene...

Yes, the crowned beast is completely unkillable.

Among the powerful demon beasts faced by the human race, the first to bear the brunt is the eighth-level demon beast—the "king". …

Especially the king of the peak realm!

Because of their superior strength, the arrogant kings are powerful in battle, and often a peak king can bring doomsday-like disasters to a big city, and everyone sacrifices countlessly...

On the other hand, no one is sure whether the peak king will break through the barriers and enter the level of the ninth-level emperor's crown, becoming a new emperor beast.

This is China's disaster, not China's blessing.

Therefore, if possible, beheading a peak king, its strategic significance is very important!

The dying power of a high-ranking ninth-rank statue, coupled with the power of forbidden drugs, how terrifying would it be?

Meng Zhuming couldn't imagine it.

maybe now

^0^ One second to remember【】

The old man who looks weak, will he regain his domineering look when he is young?

Before the effect of the medicine dissipates, maybe he can really kill more than one king beast!

For Huaxia Lai, this is the best news.

The price is his life...

Meng Zhuming couldn't help but be moved, he stretched his legs and stood up from the chair, facing the drooping old man with a complicated expression.

It is precisely because of the hero obtained in this way that the human race can persist until this time! In order to resist the continuous invasion of monsters!

"War King's Righteousness!"

The magnetic voice of a middle-aged man came from another box, and everyone on the field was shocked when they heard it.

This voice... Could it be the head of the country?

In the box, King Shao Yuan continued: "King Shao Yuan is here to respect the righteousness of the senior king for China and the people!

This act as a national officer.

The descendants of the predecessors of the war king, I, Shao, have protected them! In the future, I will support one or two..."

The withered King of War on the wheelchair smiled, and the wrinkles on his face deepened: "No need for the head of the country, this matter is within the responsibility of the ninth-rank grandmaster, I'm just doing something that I should do...

After I die, the King of War will ask the head of the country to take it back for me, and the future generations will take over it.

Let Warcraft and the world know that Huaxia is never timid and will win in battle! "

With a shriveled and thin body, he speaks eloquently, every word is bold, and time seems to return to a hundred years ago...

At that time, he was burly and majestic, completely different from what he looks like today.

More than 100 years have passed by at the click of a finger.

Appearance and stature can change, but the heart tied to Huaxia has never changed...

The King of War is the King of War after all!

King Shao Yuan shouted: "Salute to the King of War!"

The country's first speech was followed by all the masters.

Everyone on the field bowed deeply to the old man...

………………

"Is he crazy?" Shen Longxiao asked while running desperately.

Chen Xingye, Ai Chengxiang, Shen Longxiao, and Wei Tao were now lining up in a row, galloping forward, all of them exerting their strength to suckle!

Even so, he still couldn't catch up with Chen Xingxi who was ahead...

After Chen Xingxi and the three returned to the dormitory from the teaching building, they did the same thing, first telling the students in the building not to act rashly, then dragging Shen Longxiao out of the bed, and calling Wei Tao, and running towards the dormitory area of ​​the School of Geology.

Wei Tao said helplessly: "As for how fast it is? Sister Chang'er can't run away, and it won't be in danger for a while..."...

Ye smiled and said slowly: "Who knows? Maybe it's because Sister Chang'er is too important to him, so he panicked like this..."

Shen Longxiao: "Ouch, the sour smell of love..."

Ai Chengxiang: "..."

Chen Xingxi, who was running at the front, shouted, "Come on, there are already monsters in front of us, we must speed up!"

The four looked stunned.

Chen Xingxi ran ahead, sensing the existence of monsters, he would naturally have to be a little faster. After hearing what he said, the other four immediately sensed the existence of monsters.

And, more than one!

hateful!

Could it be that the North District has fallen? !

Do not! Never should!

The campus is still very "calm", at least, the road from the northern district to here has not been completely filled with beast hordes... Therefore, there should be no monsters here.

And now the monsters are appearing around here for no reason...

The truth of the matter is that someone is playing tricks!

Someone deliberately "dropped" monsters on the campus!

But...who is making the layout?

Why do you want to do this?

Time is running out, and every second cannot be wasted!

There are only two or three of the monsters that exist all over the campus, but no one can guarantee the motives behind the layout...

In case there are more and more monsters~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or even a beast tide, then everything will be irreversible!

Thinking of this, Ye and the others, with their strength, ran a little faster, almost catching up with Chen Xingxi.

This is not a child's play, but a major event that will decide countless lives and deaths!

Ye "announced" and said, "At nine o'clock ahead, sixty meters..."

"I've seen it..." Chen Xingxi ran, and the halberd of the owl's teeth in his hand lit up with a black brilliance!

With a single slash, the third-level brute was not an enemy of one unit, and was instantly shattered into two halves of a beast corpse.

Beijing University is a "playing field". Some people are high above the ground and arrange everything. They claim to be the developers or manipulators of this game, and they control the plot of this "game of life and death"...

On the other hand, the Grandmasters also faced another "game".

A scam called "word games".

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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