Against the Sky Game System

"The next month is his 500th birthday. Every year, his birthday will be published, and the young talents and the army of Southern State will gather!"

"So, this is also an annual gathering in Nanzhou!"

"Here, you will see the unparalleled strength and genius of the different tribes in Nanzhou!"

"I think the power of a little friend, if it exceeds the birthday, will inevitably become a blockbuster!"

"I thought Xiaoyou had already received the invitation letter, but I don't think Xiaoyou didn't know Wanbao Zhenjun. This is so embarrassing!"

"I looked at Xiaoyou, it seems that it is not a soldier from Nanzhou!"

The Patriarch of the Zizhu Clan said with a smile.

Lin Tianyao looked at the head of the Zizhu clan.He said the man was an old fox.In short, it is necessary to look at Lin Tianyao's bottom details.

Lin Tianyao smiled and said, "If I have time, I will go!"

"farewell!"

After that, Lin Tianyao didn't have more chills with the head of the Zizhu clan, he left directly with Ye Suxin.

Back to Longlong Garden, I took a break.Then, Lin Tianyao and Ye Suxin left the Zizhu clan directly.

After leaving the Zizhu clan.

Ye Suxin asked, "Lin Tianyao, are we going there now?"

Lin Tianyao said, "The patriarch of the Zizhu clan said just now that next month is the birthday of True Monarch Wanbao. At that time, the forces of Nanzhou, big and small, will gather together!"

"It's great, we're going to watch it!"

"Look at the genius of Nanzhou. I also want to see how big these three legendary geniuses are!"

Lin Tianyao smiled.

Ye Suxin looked at Lin Tianyao and said, "I don't think you want to give Zhenjun Wanbao a birthday! You must have other ideas!"

Lin Tianyao smiled and said, "Yes!"

"During the battle of the Great Witch Dynasty, the Devil's Sword was smashed!" "Now I have a weapon in my hand that I can carry around!"

"Although there are many swords and swords in my storage bag, there are also clear thunder swords, but I hold them in my hand, and I can't find the taste of the original magic sword!"

"So, I would like to ask the first oil refinery on this ancient continent to recast the demon sword for me!"

Wanbao Zhenjun is not only famous in Nanzhou, but also has a lot of fame in the ancient continent.

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He is known as the first contemporary oil refinery in the ancient continent, and half of the king's spirit on the Nanzhou continent comes from his own hands.

The superpowers that visit each year are not in the minority.

Even the Dongzhou Academy, Jianshen Family, Central Saint Fruit, Poisonous God Family, and even Buddhist monks in the Western Zhou Dynasty claimed that they could not enter the world, and they asked him to refine the weapons of the gods.

Even today on the land of Nanzhou, there are countless people who want to claim his oil refining.

Therefore, Zhenjun Wanbao thought of a way.

He advertised and asked for my refined treasure.There are two requirements.

The first requirement is that it be an unparalleled genius over this ancient continent.Otherwise, a bunch of trash warriors don't know and go to perfect the weapons of the gods.

The second requirement is to either be the superpower of the ancient continent.Otherwise, the crafted weapons of the gods will be dusted off.

Moreover, True Monarch Wanbao refines only one treasure per year.

Therefore, there is the birthday of Zhenjun Wanbao.

On the birthday, the main force will select the talented generation to participate in the competition to win the first form, asking the Wanbao Zhenjun to refine the god's peerless weapon.

Wanbao Zhenjun also agreed to this request, so this tradition has been passed down to the land of Nanzhou.

This year is the [-]th birthday of Zhenjun Wanbao!

This is also why the birthdays of Zhenjun Wanbao are so attractive, especially the main super army, who are eager to be able to have birthday parties for their families.

Nanzhou land, Huo Lian Mountain.

The sun-drenched palace is built on a cliff.At this time, there was a white-haired old man in a red robe, sitting on a cliff, looking at the sun between the sky and the earth.

The gray-haired old man held a turtle shell in his hand, and after shaking it a few times, he jumped ten pieces from the turtle shell.

This piece is particularly interesting, with black and white front and back.

Ten games bounce off the ground a few times, then swing to the ground.

It's actually nine black faces, all in the sky.

When it was about to stop, the only white fragment was suddenly crushed by an invisible force and disappeared in front of the old man.

Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man's eyes narrowed, and after a long delay, he said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, nine dead people, no life!"

"how so!"

"This year's birthday, will this be the old man's last birthday?" The white-haired old man stood up from the ground, staring at the sun in front of him with both hands, his eyes deep.

"Lord." At this moment, on the boardwalk in the distance, a young man came here, with a pale face, wearing animal skin, with dark skin, he came to the white-haired old man, and shouted respectfully.