System prompt: (The system consumes three billion experience points to deduce the technique "Incense and Fire Becomes a God". Only those with a righteous mind can practice it.)
"Whether you can do it or not, the blame will be on you anyway." The uncle said seriously.
"I understand, you still understand me quite well," Fang Ning looked at it, "Where is the book?"
"What book do you want? It's in the coffin, in the head of my system," the uncle said with disdain. "Whatever you can save is worth it."
"I admire it, I'll go back right now." Fang Ning said with his fists clasped, and then continued to play the Upper Realm Strategy game.
Knight A reappeared in the main hall of Xingyun Palace. The surroundings were quiet and not popular at all. Fang Ning felt something was wrong.
"No, I'll retreat." Fang Ning quickly withdrew from his mind.
"You came back so quickly," the uncle said in surprise, "This really impresses me. How did you know there would be a problem there?"
"How did you know?" Fang Ning asked, while going to the system Internet cafe to look at the large surveillance screen.
"Of course I saw it." The uncle said plausibly.
"I despise you." Fang Ning said, sitting down and letting Heavenly Book Baby switch the big screen to Knight A's perspective.
At this moment, an image of the library hall appeared on the screen, and a man was standing at the door.
"Vigilante A, it's true that there is a way to heaven if you don't take it, and there is no door to hell if you break in."
The man at the door had green hair and was exuding black miasma. Looking at his face, he looked like the god of plague who had come again before.
"That's right, as long as you are here, the upper world is hell. Your gods have a cycle of millions of years, and the result is that the people can't even eat." Knight A said coldly.
"Hmph, what do those ordinary people have to do with life and death? You can only show off your words. This is not your world. Just wait for death!" the God of Plague said harshly.
"That's not up to you..." Knight A said calmly.
Fang Ning said in surprise: "Uncle, I feel more and more that your incarnation is smarter than you."
"It's impossible. The IQ of a creature only depends on the lower limit of the creator's IQ." The uncle decisively denied it.
"It's not necessarily true. Occasionally, there will be situations where the upper limit of IQ occurs." Fang Ning held his chin and analyzed carefully.
At this moment, on the big screen, the two people were already conflicting.
The plague god's miasma suddenly turned from black to white, and then into seven colors.
The seven-colored miasma seemed extremely gorgeous, but it was nauseating to hear. Every living and dead thing it passed was corroded into ashes, and a huge library quickly turned into fly ashes.
All the rare books have disappeared.
Knight A directly revealed the body of a true dragon, rushed out of the hall, and flew into the air.
The god of plague followed.
At this time, in Xingyun Palace, only a trace of the colorful miasma was left, and it had already brought disaster to them.
That trace of colorful miasma quickly spread.
The middle-aged Taoist leader and a group of veteran Taoists did not escape.
Before they turned into ashes, there was still disbelief on their faces.
A human-shaped gray mark appeared on the ground, which was strange and terrifying.
The two young Taoist priests who had fled down the mountain a long time ago couldn't help but feel worried when they saw this scene from a distance.
"Junior brother, luckily we are smart." Shui Lai said happily.
"Yes, senior brother, now I understand. It turns out that the palace master and the others just went to inform the divine court. It's just that this god who came here is really not a good person and doesn't care about our life or death at all." Shui Qu said with great fear.
At this moment, the real dragon in the sky had already spewed out a burst of flames, burning towards the colorful miasma spreading everywhere below.
"It's so kind of a woman that you still care about the life and death of these fools..." The God of Plague mocked and took the opportunity to launch an attack.
When he was in the lower realm before, the incarnation of the God of Plague was destroyed by a big move of Demon Saint Zhi Nan, leaving him unable to resist.
At this moment, this is the main world in the upper world, and it is his true form that is dispatched.
Even if he is not in his heyday, as a veteran god, his accumulation is not comparable to that of a knight who only has a history of becoming a god for more than ten years.
It's at home again, so it's no wonder that the opponent has so much confidence to kill Knight A.
I saw the opponent's figure disappear, all merged into the colorful miasma.
The colorful miasma immediately turned into a tornado vortex and rolled towards the blue dragon that was spitting fire in the air.
Qinglong dodged immediately, and then spit out a huge flame bead.
"Holy shit, uncle, you gave it the innate fire dragon beads that can suppress real dragons? You're really willing to spend a lot of money." Fang Ning said in shock.
"You think so well, that's just an illusion, it's really here." The uncle said proudly.
Then another fire dragon ball appeared in front of Fang Ning's eyes.
Although it was just the phantom of the Fire Dragon Ball on the screen, it was equally powerful. As soon as it appeared, it blocked the rolling colorful miasma.
After Qinglong sacrificed the giant bead, his body shook, and eight other dragons were separated at the same time.
This was the first time Fang Ning saw all nine dragons coming out!
The colorful miasma failed as soon as the attack failed, and it began to spread rapidly in the sky, almost dyeing the entire sky with terrifying colors.
Obviously, a high-demon battle is about to break out!
However, at this time, golden rays of light suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the entire fighting area. When the golden light disappeared, there was nothing in the sky, leaving only a dark patch...
"Holy crap, just when I was watching Daijin, the screen went black..." Fang Ning said depressedly, "Is your avatar dead like this? It's too weak."
"How is that possible? Wait for me to adjust the broadcast signal." The uncle said angrily, "I can feel that it is still alive. You have more confidence."
Fang Ning could only look at the big black screen helplessly.
Not long after, on the big screen, the dark sky began to slowly recover and light appeared again.
As bright light appeared, two people flew from a distance.
There is a man and a woman. The man looks very young, wearing a green robe and a long beard; the woman looks very old, with wrinkles all over her face and white silk hair. From her facial contours, she can be seen to be a very beautiful woman.
"I didn't expect that in this era, we can still see this level of fighting, and it actually triggers the protection of heaven and earth." The young man said in shock.
"I'm afraid only the gods are willing to waste their power like this, but which god would waste it like this?" The white-haired woman shook her head and sighed, "If I still have such power, I will definitely use it to maintain my appearance, and I will not fight anyone to death. born."
"The past cannot be forgotten. There are still two living little Taoist priests below. Ask them." The young man pointed downwards and said.
At this time, Fang Ning said strangely: "That's not right. The picture is frozen here. Why doesn't it change when your avatar disappears?"
"Don't ask so many questions. You know I'm stupid, but you still ask." The uncle said angrily.
At this time, the man and the woman had already learned what happened from the mouths of the two little Taoist priests.
"It turns out to be Lord Plague. No wonder, after hearing that he went down to the lower realm, he suffered a big loss. It seems that the real dragon he fought with was his enemy in the lower realm." The young man said thoughtfully.
"You think we should go down too? With the current reserves, the chance of going down safely is at least 70%," the elderly woman said anxiously.
"Wait, I have been waiting for the opportunity, and now it seems that the opportunity has arrived. The secret tells me that the chance for us to descend safely to the earth lies with the real dragon." The young man dissuaded.
"Well, can he come back alive after fighting the God of Plague?" the old woman asked worriedly.
The young man frowned, and then said: "Since I can make the other party suffer, I think I have my own confidence. We can just wait patiently nearby."