These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1177: Critical Moments, Desperate Blacksmiths
The immortals around him remained calm: "This is his own choice. We cannot interfere in the future, and we cannot stop him."

"Indeed, this person is unruly. We found him as a genius from a remote timeline. When he comes back, we will definitely give him a good beating."

"Forget it. He is currently in the process of attaining enlightenment and will soon descend into the [Prehistoric Era] to become one of our Celestial Immortal Lords, on par with us. Let him make some noise in the [Future], since he won't stay there for long anyway."

They looked calm, as if they were talking about a trivial matter.

According to common sense, they would agree to implement this peace sharing treaty when the gap between the two sides is not too big.

In the current three games, two are best, which can be considered a win-lose situation.

But in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a huge gap in the combat power of the two sides.

No one can stop the Immortal Chang Zhen who is in the process of attaining enlightenment.

At first.

You, Xirong, took advantage of the half-sky phenomenon, the transition period of enlightenment, and swept across the fairy world and the underworld with your invincible body.

Now it is our turn to sweep through your Xirong Villa with our invincible strength and take back the power that belongs to them.

How could they possibly stop?

Don't miss out.

The Immortal Master Chang Zhen is about to attain enlightenment and leave, and he will never have this opportunity again. Naturally, he must take advantage of the opportunity to make a move and flatten the [future].

It is only natural to tear up the treaty!
There is no need to continue this arena.

After all, it is essentially something they use as a retreat, to maintain face and prevent Xirong from really having a trump card, so that they can each take a step back.

But in front of me.
The painter is such a nice guy!
Perhaps he really wanted to help Xirong build a home ground for the Golden God to fight.

But he didn't know that he was doing more harm than good, which just happened to be in line with the path of enlightenment for this sworn master immortal, and he received countless believers' blessings and became enlightened one day.
The painter was a great help.

Boom boom boom!
Immortal Master Chang Zhen stepped out of the arena and walked into the world.

He looked at Xirong Villa, and his voice swept across the entire fairy world: "Let me feel it, are there any powerful people hidden in it?"

At this moment, Ning Zheng felt that her -2-2 was decreasing.

This guy is invading Xirong's frequency, plundering Xirong's daily luck value income, and using the contracts he controls to modify the contracts between believers and believers and graft them onto himself.

And the other side.

As parallel timelines were connected, a big hole appeared in the sky.

Emperor Jiusui looked at the peerless strong man who killed his opponent in an instant, broke the ring, and rushed out with extreme arrogance.

"Do you really not take us seriously? Do you really think we are dead?" Jiusui has always had a good temper, but now he is also furious.

Jiusui said coldly: "Randeng, what do you think?"

In fact, Randang was not dead, and even the Precious Lotus Lantern was not dead.

Because his system focuses on Dharma.

Just now, the Dharmakāya stepped forward to defend against an unknown enemy.

Also, because they cultivate the destiny of humanity, 99% of their power comes from the luck blessings of believers everywhere, so there is not much difference between their Dharma appearance and their original body.

"They have extraordinary origins, everyone, be prepared!"

Xin Xichen had a cold expression as he handed over all the information he had received from the contestants to the people around him.

Everyone got the information about the parallel universe, their three perspectives collapsed, and the entire divine court was in turmoil.

Even the hostile demonic forces who had come from afar, as well as the Immortal Lord of the Last Law in this time and space, showed expressions of horror.

"What? We are the ones with fake history in the ring?"

"We are not real people? Our 15 million years of history is just an extension?"

"Your Majesty, you became Huanxianzun in another world? Didn't you say that once you become Huanxianzun, you will be immortal? How come you are still here?" "Foolish, Your Majesty is just a copy, a clone, just a similar imitation, not the real one, how can you not be here? Sorry! Your Majesty, I was too excited after knowing the truth."

"What do we do now?"

"Why not follow this gap and go to another timeline to witness the real world and find the painter who manipulated us and created us!"

The Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor roared, "Even if he is a fictional person in the painting, I will tear the scroll apart, break out of the painting, and smash his dog-headed teeth!"

Bao Liandeng shouted, "Kill him! Break the fourth wall! We, the two-dimensional paper people, will also travel to the real world and beat up those damn immortal readers, as well as the author and painter who created us!"

Ye Di: "Catch the artist, enslave him, lock him in a small dark room, and make him update! Create more two-dimensional companions!"

A group of people were so angry that they exploded and suggested to go on an expedition to foreign lands.

Xin Xichen looked calm and said, "Yes, Xirong Villa is under attack outside. Our parallel bodies are over there. If they fall, how can we survive?"

"But that man is extremely powerful. Do you have any way to deal with him?" Emperor Jiusui looked at the ministers around him.

Xirong Villa in the fairyland.

Watching the foreign invasion, everyone realized that it was a critical moment of life and death.

The three members of the peace faction, including the Immortal Lord in the Shell, were even more anxious. This prehistoric immortal had planned to kill us!

His previous surrender, friendliness, and attempt to set up a fighting arena were simply a joke!
Endless regret filled my heart.

How could they not react to the current situation? The Immortal Master Chang Zhen outside was overbearing and cruel, and wanted to slap all three of them to death.

This made the three of them look like clowns, handing over the knife to kill themselves!

"This matter can no longer be resolved peacefully."

"The worst-case scenario has already happened. We knew that if they win two out of three games in the ring and gain a big advantage, they would definitely break the ring and attack us!"

"Now how to do?"

"There is no other way, how about running away?"

Ye Kuangxiu calmly analyzed: "The reason why he is so strong is because he seized the authority and blessed the luck of various forces, such as Xirong, the Divine Court of the neighboring wild history, and the Buddha Kingdom."

"The best solution now is to stop these huge logistical supplies, and he will be beaten back to his original form."

"But how do we stop it?" Jiucai Rong couldn't help but curse, "Then we ask all Xirong believers in the world to stop worshipping us and hate us? Tear down the Xirong statues everywhere?"

"When we have time to do this, we will notify believers everywhere not to worship us. They will kill us in one move. They are ruthless and don't talk much. They won't give us time to plan."

Everyone looked bitter.

Yes, the reason why they are not attacking us now is because they know that our base is not in the fairyland.

Our base camp is in the tomb world.

He will not destroy the fairyland now, because the fairyland is an important place to provide luck for his "Xirong".

He is taking over all of Xirong's luck and all of our hard work, the Tauren.

We have been playing the role of saints these days, and all the endless believers we have won over have been taken away by him! Damn freeloaders!
Just when everyone was frowning.

The old steward's voice came from the sky, "Retreat, everyone, log off, switch roles and return to our base in the tomb world."

"The Immortal Realm must be given up."

"Next, he will definitely take the opportunity to divine the location of our base camp."

"He has gathered the luck of the neighboring Buddhist Kingdom, Demonic Kingdom, and God's Court, including our Xirong. Now he has extremely high luck. I'm afraid he is using this to predict our true base camp."

"You guys go back, let us have the final confrontation."

As soon as these words fell, all the blacksmiths knew that things had reached the most troublesome point.

(End of this chapter)