Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

Seeing that all the team members had arrived, he walked into the commoner door, talked with a somewhat strange boy, and asked him to open the copy.

On the other side, Mo Shangwang saw that the other party surpassed him, and felt very uncomfortable.

Looking at the fragments of the Transcending Tribulation Divine Pill in his hand, he suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

With the drop rate of this thing, how many times do I have to swipe it to collect it all?

Paige next to him arched him, and showed the interface of the mall. The pig called "Hum Hem Hem", the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Like a ghost, Mo Shangwang looked at the various VIP privileges in the mall.

Until he saw the line of boys in the introduction of VIP16, he suddenly realized.

Then select the profile picture of Junior Brother Xuan Sheng in the friend list, and initiate a communication.

"Brother Mo? What's the matter?"

Zhang Xuansheng had just entered Jiuxiao OL at this time, and was about to get the materials to refine the weapon, get a sealed secret box and use it, and then received a communication request from Mo Shangwang.

"Junior brother, I want to become stronger!"

There was a certain determination in Mo Shangwang's voice.

Henry Zhang:

In the Western Regions, in the Dadianyin Temple.

A nine-story pagoda exudes a prehistoric and ancient atmosphere.

At this time, Huiming was on the sixth floor of the pagoda, meditating silently to realize his comprehension, shielding the inner demons from the outside world.

In this pagoda, every floor will be invaded by a demon of desire, testing his xinxing cultivation.

And the inner demon on the sixth floor was rated as one of the most terrifying inner demons by the monks of Dadianyin Temple.

The inner demon called power, after the invasion of this level of inner demon, some people who enter the tower will see themselves as a high Buddha, overlooking the world, with boundless mana.

Some will see themselves as the emperor of the fairy world, and all beings will tremble in anger.

Some will see that they have established the god of death of the heavens and the world, and all the enemies that stand in front of them are easily torn apart by themselves.

And this is just the final result. In this state of demons, your experience from being a little monk to coercing the heavens and worlds is very real.

To put it simply, monks will easily indulge in the false pleasure of becoming stronger, and eventually lose themselves.

Huiming is no exception, but he is in a good mood. Although he has seen all kinds of fantasies, he still sticks to his heart.

He believes that as long as he persists for a while, he can pass this test.

"Huiming, let's get out of the tower, there is a supreme opportunity in the Nine Heavens Continent."

Huiming frowned, this demon was really annoying, and he came to imitate the abbot's voice again to confuse himself.

"Realist Xuansheng developed a game called Jiuxiao OL. It is said to be a game, but it is actually a different creation. In it, you can easily improve your cultivation and gain corresponding insights."

Huiming recited the Qingxin Sutra softly, trying to block the annoying voice.

Oh, mere heart demon, how can you get me.

I was pointed out by Master Xuansheng as being capable of becoming a Buddha, how could I succumb to the demons in such a place!

But this inner demon is really powerful, not only imitating the abbot's voice so similarly, but also knowing to mention the real Xuansheng, trying to shake himself.

I, Huiming, am not stupid. Although Master Xuansheng is powerful, he is still far from the level of creation.

It's more like a joke to let everyone become stronger easily, and it looks like a means of bewitching by the demon.

Speaking of which, this demon has been using the same method for several days, is there really no other tricks?

Chapter 180: The Western Continent, SCP-166

This is a strange country where machinery and magic energy coexist.

Here, you can see unrefined people driving a car driven by magic stones and speeding on the streets.

You can also see children in the air, stepping on skateboards that can fly, and the sound of laughter echoes in the sky.

People from ordinary families gave up traditional firewood and used magic-driven kitchen utensils. Put food in the box and press the button to heat it.

Farther away, warships in the sky, like steel beasts, are carrying out daily drills.

The soldiers in mechanical magic equipment maintained their own equipment, their bodies were straight, and the badges on their shoulders were polished brightly.

The aristocratic students in the Holy Academy, the teenagers are well-dressed and behave in a polite manner.

The girls stepped on high-heeled shoes and walked slowly on the path, making the sound of tata, and their skirts smelled of fragrance.

On the training ground, magic was flying and fighting spirit was flying everywhere.

This is the Continent of God, a continent of magic and fighting spirit, and a continent ruled by theocracy.

In the city in the center of God's Continent, in a magnificent church.

The interior decoration of the church is extremely exquisite, the beautifully carved columns are like a forest of white holy stones, and all the places that can be painted are covered with murals.

The holy water flowed over the statue and dripped into the holy water pool, making a soft sound.

The mural windows made of crystal stones on both sides let sunlight pass through them, and the projections of myths are sprinkled on the ground in the church. Everything is so dreamlike and so quiet.

This is the holy cathedral in the shrine of Thatcher, and the seat of the master of the West.

Sitting on the luxurious throne was an old figure, wearing a holy white priest's robe. The old man had many wrinkles on his head, like a centenarian in Fan Kingdom.

But those eyes full of wisdom, and the aura that inadvertently emanated made him sit in that supreme position, without any disobedience.

At this time, a knight in holy armor walked into the church and knelt down on one knee to salute the supreme old man.

"Your Majesty, your followers pay you high tribute."

After saluting, the Holy Armored Knight reported: "The latest news is that the North Sea Monster Clan intends to submit to the Orientals and promises to sign a heaven-earth contract."

"Is that Golden Crow so unconfident in our Holy Empire?"

The Pope said gently, his speech was very slow and his tone was very gentle, just like an old man in the country telling a story to a child in front of a bonfire.

But the holy knight trembled unconsciously.

"Bishop Charlie said that he has already conveyed our conditions and intentions, but the demon master has been looking at the east, and seems not to believe that we can solve the problem of Dayuan for him."

The Knight of the Holy Armor explained in detail, cursing that Bishop Charles secretly in his heart, he had to accept the pope's censure by himself in the end even though he was not good at doing things.

"It doesn't matter, whether it's the North Sea or the Nine Heavens Continent, when facing the final disaster, they must kneel at our feet."

The Pope's body slowly straightened, and his aura filled the entire church in an instant.

The holy light shone, making the armor knight feel both scared and warm.

The holy knight felt his mind gradually relax, and finally looked at the pope frantically, and shouted: "Yes, His Majesty the Pope!"

The Pope seemed to feel a little tired, and leaned back to the back of the throne, and said lightly, "Let the saint come to see me."

The knight in armor retreated after saluting, and he didn't regain his senses until he walked out of the church, breaking out in a cold sweat.

The Pope sat on the throne and waited quietly, his eyes diverged a little, as if he was looking at a distant place.

"There are still so many lost lambs to save"

He said lightly to himself.

"His Majesty the Pope."

A gentle female voice sounded in the empty church, bringing the Pope back to his senses.

The girl's curly blond hair was so long that it almost fell to the ground. She was wearing a water-blue cassock, which seemed to be made of some kind of special material.

The girl has beautiful facial features, a pair of eyes between blue and green, looking through the curtain made up of long eyelashes, there is a sense of illusion and unreality, which makes people inadvertently immerse themselves in it after seeing it.

Angel-like face, devil-like body.

She holds a cross in her left hand, as if she is praying all the time, and holds a thick Bible in her right arm.

"You are here, my child. Are you still used to staying in the monastery over Elizabeth?"

The Pope said kindly and gently, like a father asking how his daughter is doing.

"It's a beautiful place and it's quiet too."

Joan lowered her eyebrows and replied softly.

"How is your reading?"

asked the Pope.

"I have understood a lot of truth."

Joan of Arc said, took out the Bible in her hand, wanted to show something, but was interrupted by the pope raising his hand.

"Go to Sister Lucia, she will tell you what to do."

After the Pope finished speaking, he stopped looking at Joan of Arc, which meant that she could leave.

Joan of Arc bowed, without asking, and retreated slowly.

After walking out of the church, the holy knights standing on both sides of the church focused on her.

Even though these holy knights have advanced battle qi cultivation and firm will of faith, they still can't move their eyes away.

Joan of Arc looked so holy, but it caused them inexplicable evil thoughts in their hearts, and even the breathing of several of them gradually became heavy, and their eyes were red.

"Ding"

As if there was a sound, a holy light lit up from the cross in Joan's hand, shining on these holy knights, and they woke up.

Joan of Arc reluctantly stepped on the mechanical magic speed car that came to pick her up, cutting off their attention to her sight.

The holy knights suddenly came to their senses, feeling a little terrified, but feeling inexplicably lost in their hearts.

As the flying car gradually lifted into the sky, Joan of Arc looked down at the holy city below through the window.

Surrounding the sacred cathedral is a group of continuous Western-style palaces. Believers come and go, and the whole city seems to be under the blessing of the holy light.

Let Joan's eyes become intoxicated for a moment, she likes this world.

The plain hand gently caressed the water-blue teaching robe on her body. In this world, she could wear clothes and no longer have to live naked.

Unlike reading those religious books in the previous life, but without any salvation, she turned over the cross in her hand. The magic of this world saved her from hiding in a small house all her life.

The Bible in her hand gave her the ability to control her destiny, instead of being ruthlessly teased.

She likes this world, the taste of freedom is so wonderful, there are no researchers pointing at her anymore, and there are no annoying comparison experiments.

"I don't know what happened to that poor guy"

Her gaze gradually became distant.

Chapter 180: Henry Zhang: It would be great if there was a strange fire

Henry Zhang transferred 5 million Lingcoins to Brother Mo to let the other party "restrain" a little.

He felt that senior brother Mo's upgrade speed could no longer be described as talent. In his opinion, it was unbelievable that he could reach the level of spiritual tranquility within a week without any recharge.

So he gave Senior Sister Ye and other friends Lingcoins, but he didn't give them to Mo Shangwang, because he felt that Senior Brother Mo didn't need it, and wouldn't it be good to upgrade by himself?

But Brother Mo seems to have awakened, he found that becoming stronger is so simple.

Originally, Henry Zhang was planning to give more spirit coins, but Doudou reminded him.

"I suggest that you don't give a lot of spirit coins to your Doubi brother, it's better for him to upgrade himself."

Although Zhang Xuansheng was a little puzzled, he still agreed with Doudou's suggestion after asking about Brother Mo's experience.

How should I put it, Brother Mo's adventure experience in Jiuxiao OL is a bit of his own taste, and luck is really good.

Otherwise, it is impossible to reach the Spiritual Tranquility within a week with only the liver.

It's unbelievable that Mo Shangwang can get the next level of magic pills every day.

"Junior Brother Xuansheng, this is only 16 million, which is too little. I also want to charge a V[-]."

Mo Shangwang asked.

"It's too little? If it's too little, then you give it back to me."

Henry Zhang smiled angrily.