These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 846: A Power So Powerful That It Makes People Desperate
The world is shaking.

The history books turned into a vast painting covering the sky, and one after another, heroic emperors from ancient times walked out.

Figures like gods and demons emerged among the clouds.

There was a tall and majestic giant, as fat as a ball, holding a torn cloth bag with all kinds of things in the world painted on it. It was called the Death Bag.

There was a giant emperor with a tall and thin figure. At first glance, he looked like a scholar wearing a crown and a long gown with a long beard. But upon closer inspection, one could see that there was something terrifying going on. His white beard turned out to be a bunch of slender, tender, white baby hands wriggling.

There was a skinny and short woman in black, with ancient words "医" written on her body. She had a dignified look between her brows and seemed to be the true king of the Chaos Era.

White arcs of electricity flickered in the sky, illuminating all their faces in Kyushu's history.

At this moment, the whole world was filled with the inexplicable sound of the tide, rising and falling.

"That is?"

Everyone seemed to hear the sound of rushing water, and when they looked closely, they found that the scroll had been stretched into an extremely long scroll similar to the Qingming Shanghe Tu.

There was a surge of people, villages from different eras and royal cities appeared, and faint sounds were heard.

"Is that a historical scroll?"

Every person, every inhabitant of every continent, can hear this faint sound of history, as if a child is singing, an old man is whispering, a woman is singing with open arms.
They all tell sad historical ballads.

"Go, my friends."

The painter smiled and waved his brush.

A splash of pure black ink dyed the sky black, and human figures shot out rapidly. All the fighting power of the entire history was concentrated here.

Among them, you can even see familiar faces such as the Mother of No Birth.

"Your friend, are you referring to Jiusui?"

Xin Xichen showed a trace of contempt, pointed at one of the figures and said: "This Jiusui is the version of him becoming emperor during his lifetime. It's been a long time, and he can't keep up with the latest progress."

"Of course Jiusui is my friend."

The painter smiled and said, "I once taught him how to paint. I was the one who taught him the composition method for the golden ears of wheat."

"He doesn't remember that we met by chance in the mountains. I was a woodcutter and he was a poor scholar."

"He doesn't remember the time we looked at each other in the frozen sea. I was the dragon in the sky, and he was the fisherman looking for ancient relics."

The painter's expression showed a hint of sighing.

"What about me?" Xin Xichen pointed at himself in the enemy camp, "Am I also your friend?"

"We are good friends." A faint smile appeared on the painter's face:
"You don't remember, and you don't want to remember, and you won't remember that I'm more involved with you than you think."

"I once discussed with you the meaning of life, our decay and rebirth. We discussed the truth under the vast grassland, lit a bonfire, and discussed the topic of [knowing who I am], as well as our plans and imaginations for the future."

Xin Xichen sneered and did not answer.

Obviously don't believe it.

At his level, how could there be something he doesn't remember?

Especially he is good at passing on knowledge to the emperor.

He has always been cunning, and he uses cunning to save others, thinking that the other party is just trying to disturb his state of mind.

Even if what he said was true, it was not what he needed to think about now.

Now, he just needs to maintain a pure fighting spirit.

"Zhao Zai, you don't remember me either, and Fenghuang Yi doesn't remember me either. This life is so boring."

The painter's face was not sad, and his voice was flat without any emotion.

"Well, let's stop here. Are you ready to bear the weight of the entire Kyushu era?"

The painter stretched out his hand and pressed it.

"The strongest emperor of ancient and modern times, the duel begins."

boom!
Countless strong men suddenly burst out.

In an instant, he started fighting with Zhao Zai, Xin Xichen and others.

Almost every one of them faced off against his own clone and a bunch of ancient powerful beings.

Even the foreign Night Emperor was no exception and had to face off against the Fake Night Emperor, the Bronze Emperor and others.

The battle instantly reached its most tragic moment.

Those present were the ancient heroic emperors from the history books, all myths and legends of history, representing the pinnacle of their era.

Every time they reached the summit, they stepped on countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, bringing eternal despair to the enemy.

What's more, there are monsters of the level of "Nine Spikes" among them. The combination of nine kinds of spiritual roots, coupled with the nine founding generals he led back then, the Xinyi King, the Rose King, and the Other Shore King, brings a terrifying sense of oppression.

but.

Xin Xichen and others are not vegetarians either.

Each of them has immortal roots and is equipped with colorful immortal weapons.

Killing most of the ancient heroes in these old versions is very easy. Even the gods who almost destroyed the world back then are lagging behind the current versions and it is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

The only tricky thing is the other self.

Boom boom boom!
Every master was in the killing frenzy, like a meat grinder, and the whole sky was filled with blood for a moment.

At this point, Ning Zheng also completely saw the background of several people whose details she had been unable to figure out before.

Bringing disaster upon oneself has indeed stolen something from history.

He stole the turbid air from the heroic emperors of all dynasties and went fishing in the sky. The fishhook caught the turbid air and gathered it into a sky-swallowing magic jar.

This magic weapon is filthy and dirty, it pollutes people's souls and is extremely vicious.

In an instant, a large amount of historical turbidity was released, polluting the soul emperors. The killing power was very strong, killing one after another.

As for Fenghuang Yi, her magical power is unlimited resurrection and rebirth from the ashes.

She is a pure meat shield type similar to the Holy Warrior Armor. And every time she is resurrected, she will generate resistance to the corresponding attribute. The means that killed her once cannot kill her a second time.

Her rebirth from the ashes can actually bless other people.

She dropped a phoenix feather, which could quickly revive a person who had just died, bathe the turbid air of the soul and the soul body after death in the fire of Nirvana, and revive and return intact.

The Phoenix King, the auspicious fairy beast who controls nirvana and life and death, is worthy of being the female fairy emperor among the four divine beasts. Regardless of whether she becomes a fairy or not, she will definitely have a place in the fairy world in the future.

She is simply a super nanny!
The White Tiger, the Black Tortoise, and the Nine-headed Dragon Emperor also used their colorful magic weapons to kill people in all directions.

With the cooperation of several people, they slaughtered the ancient heroes like killing chickens, and for a while, the sky was dark and the earth was chaotic.

Their fighting power is ridiculously strong, and with the blessing of the seven-colored immortal weapons, even ordinary immortals will suffer at the hands of their extraordinary magical powers.

Even Ning Zheng found it wonderful after watching it.

Their colorful magic weapons increased their combat power by seven or eight times, which was very consistent with their fighting style.

At this time, there was also a group of people in the forum watching this live battle.

[The server is about to be launched! The creation of heaven and earth, the battle of the gods! ]

[Re-derive the Five Elements Yin and Yang, and restart the era of the Big Bang of World Life! We are the ancestral race! ]

[So cool! The colorful magic weapons made by the Sword Forging Villa, plus the player's strongest baby, Night Emperor, are showing us two core gameplays, forging magic weapons and leaving them idle? ]

[The server is open, the server is open, this battle is over, I am here to fight. 】

Densely packed posts and comments were scrolling by like crazy, with such enthusiasm that it felt like attending a game launch conference.

after all.

This is indeed a plot animation performance at a game conference, isn't it?
Ning Zheng was amused and continued taking pictures. "Let them fight as they please. They are all free actors in the plot."

Apparently, the 1000 blacksmith NPCs at the Sword-Forging Villa have been transformed into free game company employees, responsible for operating this upcoming blockbuster.

After all, it's a farming style, and operating the "Sword Forger Villa" game is also a kind of farming development.

of course.

In the Sword Forging Villa, the old lady, Sun Moon Su Yu Niang, was still supervising Ning Jiao Jiao's practice. She was stunned when she saw the battle in the sky:
"How come it's so fast? It took us more than a month to cultivate to the state of One Mind and Three Acupoints with the blessing of great luck and the ability to eat tricks!"

Riyue Su Yu Niang suddenly became anxious!

The Night Emperor suddenly came back to attend the funeral without telling them? Giving us a surprise, right?
This era of sacrifice would have taken some time to break out.

Finally, it was detonated by this guy.

Then how can they show up and cause trouble as we agreed?
They have the seven-colored dragon god, plus the seven-colored sun and moon fairy soldiers, and they have also been equipped with new seven-colored fairy clothes in the past few days. Is it going to end before they even make their debut?
She was about to cry, "Why did I prepare for so long?"

Ning Zheng just took a few glances. This world focuses on reality. How can it wait until you are ready before starting a war?

His gaze turned back to the painter.

"it's useless."

On the battlefield, the painter on the high ground watched them kill the densely packed historical emperors, and looked at a doctor standing next to him, "It's your turn."

"Yes." The doctor nodded. She was an ordinary woman wearing a black robe with the word "doctor" written on her face.

She is cruel and ruthless, and is the pioneer of the era of chaos.

One of the most amazing talents of an era.

Xirong Villa opened up the second era in history for non-combat professionals to reach the top, and this doctor opened up the first era for non-combat professionals to reach the top.

She was a profound scholar who was not good at fighting, but she suppressed all the combat monks in the world. What kind of talent and style did she have?
Just the next moment.

The doctor suddenly pressed his hand, "I can also cure life and death."

A bunch of Earthbound Spirit Emperors who were beaten to death were quickly reborn.

Just like growing wild grass, it quickly sprouted and transformed into a soul that grew out of the picture album.

This is the physician's magical power, which speeds up the resurrection of the Earthbound Spirit.

According to common sense, the stronger the Earthbound Spirit, the slower its resurrection speed.

But in the hands of a doctor, as long as there is enough energy, it can be resurrected without any gaps.

"After fighting for so long, my kill record has been reset to zero."

Xin Xichen frowned slightly, looking at the ancient emperor who had worked hard to kill a large number of people and then resurrected: "Some of the magical powers in ancient times are still amazing today."

"It's not that it's amazing, but even in today's world, this thing has changed the times! You human race sects love ancestral tombs so much, and now you have the magical power to revive ancestral tombs, aren't you ecstatic?"

The Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor snorted coldly. He couldn't help but quarrel with Xin Xichen, the cunning human emperor, when fighting side by side with him.

“It’s a matter of time and fault lines.”

Fenghuang Yi also showed a heavy expression, "This ancient magical power is indeed changing the times now! So, are we ready to deal with this guy? If he keeps resurrecting, we will never win."

It was only today that they learned that there was an ancient mastermind behind the scenes who controlled the history books.

But they had to join forces to encircle and kill them.

White Tiger Emperor: "If I'm not mistaken, each resurrection requires a huge amount of energy. These earthbound spirits will run out of energy if they kill them a few more times."

"Impossible, are you underestimating the other party?"

Fenghuang Yi said: "He must have a matching energy-absorbing ability to continuously absorb the power of heaven and earth to provide that doctor with energy for resurrection."

The White Tiger Emperor frowned immediately.

There is no solution to this. How can you win if you keep resurrecting?
"What's more troublesome is that the painter is painting our present self!" Zhaozai said a terrible fact, pointing at the painter in the distance.

They had previously hidden many of their cards and did not reveal their true combat power.

Even the painter cannot draw them completely.

But now they are fighting with all their might, and based on the flow of energy in their bodies, it is estimated that before long, several of them in their current peak period will appear.

How can we fight then?
No matter how you calculate it, it looks like we're going to lose, a foregone conclusion, a miserably bad loss.

(End of this chapter)