Immortal Creation

Yuan Daodao: "Don't worry, I'm a human being. I don't eat much, so I won't get hungry easily."

He smiled again and said: "You are my brother. Thank you for protecting me before. In the future, those people from the Beggar Clan may still bully me, but I can't let you go hungry!"

But the ape opened his mouth, spit out the food in his mouth, placed it on the palm of his hand, and gave it to Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi waved his hand: "No, no need."

The Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.

But the ape was very persistent. He took a step forward, put his palm in front of Yuan Yi's mouth, and shouted.

"Hey, you're welcome." Yuan's eyes turned red, he held the ape's hand, lowered his head, and ate the last handful of leftovers in a few seconds.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Yuan Yi said with a smile. He was as skinny as a stick, and his clothes belonged to someone else and didn't fit him well. With his unkempt hair and face, he looked like a human-monkey.

The ape also laughed and squeaked.

One person and one monkey are immersed in happiness.

"Uncle Dasheng, Uncle Dasheng..."

Finally, Yuan Er woke up the ape.

The moment he opened his eyes, the monkey almost mistook Yuan Er for his old master. After all, the father and son were so similar.

The ape's vision became clearer, and suddenly its nose twitched and its brows immediately wrinkled.

It smelled very bad.

Yuan Er swallowed and quickly explained.

After listening for a little while, the ape stood up and walked out of the tent.

It is more than ten feet tall, tall and majestic like a war elephant. The scars all over its body are its medals of merit, showing its countless achievements.

"Greetings, Lord Monkey!"

The elders saluted one after another.

The apes didn't even look at them, they just stared at the many monkey corpses on the ground. After a short moment of silence, it suddenly raised its head and roared.

The roar was deafening, and the sound waves caused directly knocked down many elders.

Yuan Dasheng's eyes turned red and he was really angry!

The elders were all in a cold sweat.

Yuan Er deliberately stayed behind, and was particularly relieved when he saw the submissive appearance of the elders.

He rushed over at the right time: "Uncle Monkey, Uncle Monkey, if such a big thing happens, we will definitely find out the real culprit and punish the culprit severely!"

Yuan Dasheng slowly stopped speaking and looked down at Yuan Er. The latter's familiar face made him gradually calm down.

It slowly stretched out a finger and gently tapped Yuan Er's heart.

Yuan Er's heart was beating wildly, he took a small step back and nodded hastily: "Uncle Monkey, believe me, I will not let you down!"

"But currently, the gang is facing a major crisis. We must perform our best during the Fire Persimmon Festival."

"Now, we are seriously short of manpower, and I can only rely on you, Uncle Monkey."

"Please recharge your batteries during this period. You are our backbone!"

Yuan Dasheng remained silent, walked back slowly, stepped into the tent, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Yuan Er looked at the elder who had fallen to the ground, showed a smile, and said with a flick of his sleeves: "Everyone, get up."

Next, the elders catered to all the assignments he made.

After he left, the elders communicated through messages.

"Do you and Yuan still have a bit of gang leader style despite their monkey power?" Some people said with disdain.

"Monkey didn't kill anyone in anger, he just lost his temper."

"What? Do you still want it to go berserk?"

"I mean, is it getting old and declining, but it is just stronger on the surface?" an ambitious elder thought.

When the oldest elder heard this, he let out a disdainful sneer in his heart and turned around to leave.

The other elders have not seen it, but he witnessed Yuan Dasheng's battle with his own eyes during a gang operation to explore the Red Flame Demon Melting Cave.

"The fighting power of that fire-walking snake is comparable to the Half-Step Golden Pill."

"But in the end, I was torn apart by Yuan Dasheng..."

"Although Yuan Dasheng has entered old age, his combat power is very terrifying. He must have talent, at least a superior talent."

"It's biggest regret is that it didn't practice the exercises, but it's also our biggest luck."

The sound of birdsong is close to my ears.

Ning Zhuo was interrupted from his sleep and opened his eyes.

What woke him up was a mechanical parrot with a straight stick stuck on its back.

It is the head of the staff that controls it, allowing it to chirp at regular intervals to wake up Ning Zhuo.

"It's almost time." Ning Zhuo immediately felt the mark on his chest and entered the immortal palace.

He quickly assembled the puppet body and successfully passed through levels one after another.

Along the way, he found some traces of someone trying to break through. He took a look at the parts of the surveillance agency and found that Zhou Zhu and Zheng Jian had begun to cooperate.

"They won't pose a threat in the short term."

"The most important thing is Yuan Dasheng, even Meng Chong is secondary."

Ning Zhuo passed the test all the way.

He is now proficient in more than twenty kinds of spells, and he is very proficient in them. As long as he has sufficient spiritual power, it is very easy to pass these levels.

After Ning Zhuo couldn't make any progress, he retreated.

After retreating to room 8, he stopped taking any action and began to wait patiently.

Not long after, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a huge puppet ape came in.

"Here we come." Ning Zhuo said secretly, stood up slowly, and faced the ape.

The eyes of the two sides collided, and Yuan Dasheng immediately realized that the machine puppet in front of him was something special.

After sizing up the puppet Ning Zhuo, Yuan Dasheng scanned the audience again. In addition to remembering the traps on the surface, he was also guessing about the traps that might be hidden.

"It seems that it mistook me for a guard doll, just like those Kung Fu dolls before." Ning Zhuo nodded secretly.

This is exactly what he wanted to create.

In this regard, the ranking list and his pseudonym played a key role, making Yuan Dasheng mistakenly believe that he was the only one bravely breaking into the fairy palace!

After observing for a while, Yuan Dasheng began to try to break through.

Ning Zhuo immediately took action.

Spell - Ice Holding Spell.

Mechanical Part - Flying Hand.

Spell - A Breath of Air.

Mechanical Part - Release Ring.

A mechanical arm quickly flew towards Yuan Dasheng, and a stream of icy cold air emerged from the palm of his hand.

The cold air could only be killed by contact. But the release ring flew to the front, and a stream of air acted on it, blowing away all the cold air.

The fan-like cold air instantly covered the past.

Yuan Dasheng dodged immediately. Although he dodged most of it, a part of his left leg was still covered with a layer of frost.

Yuan Dasheng's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light!

This is the first time he has seen a gatekeeper puppet that can cast spells.

Without any hesitation, Yuan Dasheng immediately ran wildly, with a fierce momentum, and quickly approached Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo jumped lightly, and a gas spell was activated, combined with a pair of gas release rings on his left and right ankles, bursting out a boosting airflow, pushing him backwards.

Ning Zhuo quickly distanced himself.

And he retreated while attacking.

More than a dozen flying hands continued to attack, holding ice, holding fire, picking gold, grafting wood, etc., all became medium and long-range attacks under the blessing of a breath.

Yuan Dasheng tried his best to shrink his body, using his arms as a shield to protect his face, smashing all spells, only aiming at Ning Zhuo and ignoring others.

This tactical choice is absolutely correct!

But it cannot save its defeat.

After a moment, Yuan Dasheng's puppet body collapsed, some were burned, some were frozen into ice, and some wood grew sideways, forming a huge obstacle...

Before the collapse, Yuan Dasheng raised his head and roared, his roar was full of unwillingness, resentment, and helplessness.

Frustrated, too frustrated.

This is not its true strength at all!

"Blocked." Ning Zhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The arranged traps had a poor effect on Yuan Dasheng. Only if he took action personally could he stop the latter's steps.