Summon the defense tower at the beginning

Chapter 61 The end of the song is scattered
The golden dust was accompanied by a hoarse roar. Song Qiming knew that Yunluo Guo would inflict continuous damage, but he was unable to dodge as he was poisoned by the Death Spider Emperor.

This kind of poison, if it was a normal fight, he must be cautious, but this time he stumbled on the flat ground.

Outside the poisonous fog, Chen Jue took the time to look back, his face was numb, and he couldn't see any emotion at all.

The automatic wood-cutting machine in the forest can collect the fruits from four to five Biyuan Yunluo trees at a time, which should be able to reach the order of nearly eight or nine hundred.

It's a pity that the throwing of the Thick Earth Profound Rock Tower is not as accurate as the pea shooter, and about one-sixth of the cloud fruit will be wasted every time. In addition, the thrown cloud fruit will disperse a lot at a time, and the range of damage is not large. too sure.

So throwing Yunluo fruit with Xuanyan Pagoda was not in Chen Jue's plan from the beginning.

But now it seems that the effect is not bad.

As piles of oranges fell from the sky, Song Qiming's roar became weaker and weaker.

Even if a cloud fruit can only bring 1 point of compulsory damage, the stacked quantity of these cloud fruit is quite terrifying.

Just when Chen Jue was wary of Song Qiming's other methods, he didn't notice that the life breath of Bibi Dong in his arms was dissipating little by little.

Just at the level of Title Douluo at level [-], she was able to withstand the attacks of high-level ability users and win in a short time, so it was naturally impossible not to pay a price.

The blood clot in the throat was accompanied by the sound of breathing, and occasionally turned into a small grunt, which sounded a little strange, like a seagull on the cliff of the bay.

Bibi Dong kept looking at Chen Jue's profile until the light in her eyes dimmed.

In the woods, the poisonous mist like golden powder is like a sea of ​​clouds in the sky above the sky, which is very far away in a blink of an eye.

As Bibi Dong's breath of life gradually dissipated, the poison of the Death Spider Emperor, which was supposed to be weakened accordingly, did not disappear, on the contrary, it became more resilient!
Song Qiming, who was in the poisonous fog, felt that the effectiveness of the poison was gradually increasing. He obviously wanted to repeat the old trick and use the black wind evil spirit, but at this moment he was also scared out of his wits.

"No! It's impossible!!!"

As the third-class lieutenant of the night patrolling cavalry, Song Qiming naturally knew what it meant for the poison that was about to slacken to become stronger again. He shouted Chen Jue's name hoarsely, as if expressing his unwillingness.

As the Death Spider King's poison intensified, the cloudless sky suddenly changed!
Billowing black clouds seemed to hang down from the sky, like dripping ink dyeing paper, and it became gray in a blink of an eye.

The sky had just turned dark, and the wind gathered in all directions.

The color of the world changed and the hearts of the people were restless. Everyone in this world felt a silent throbbing.

In Saint Soul Village, thousands of miles away, one hand casually poked around on the table, wanting to pick up the overturned wine bottle on the table. Tang Hao, who had long been drunk under the table, should have had no thoughts at all. But suddenly he frowned and looked outside the door.

In the Star Dou Forest, a small wooden house stood out on a large piece of blue and silver grass.

In the small yard surrounded by the wooden fence of the wooden house, Qing Mao with twin ponytails was walking with her child in her arms. The next second seemed to feel something, Liu Mei frowned and then turned her head to look into the distance.

Even Xiao Wu, who was not yet a month old in her arms, stretched out that little hand, holding something in the air reluctantly.

"Bibi Dong is dead?!"

In the imperial capital of Tiandou Empire, a middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and shouted violently.

Under the side hall, Zhou Chen, who was wearing a black vest, bowed his head and said nothing, but the attendant beside him nervously nodded with the electronic version, and said guiltily.

"The advance scouts haven't returned yet, so they should..."

"Should be a fart!"

The changing color of the world and the mourning atmosphere of gods and ghosts may not be understood by others, but the middle-aged man is a well-known figure in the Zhou family, how could he not know what is going on?
While speaking, he was so angry that he waved his hands and slapped Zhou Chen directly on the face!
Zhou Chen stood motionless, and the slap was powerful and heavy.

Hearing the crisp sound of "pa", Zhou Chen's left side of his face immediately turned a big blue!

"Zhou Chen! This is the performance that TM showed me?! This is the performance that you showed to your uncles?!"

In a fit of rage, the middle-aged man slapped Zhou Chen like a fan. Although he didn't use any ability, the sound of punches to the flesh still made the follower holding the electronic board tremble secretly.

This kind of unscrupulous punching and kicking, if others saw it, they might think it was some kind of blood feud.

How could he have thought that this middle-aged man was Zhou Chen's father?

……

The sky and the earth continued to mourn, but the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and deeper.

Compared with the astonishing scene of the collapse of the sky and the ground in the rumors, the weakening of the world of this plot is so long that it makes people feel a little tormented.

Relying on Bibi Dong's last will, Song Qiming still couldn't break free from the shackles of the death spider's web even though Song Qiming roared one after another in the end, even turning his big body into purple and black.

And Chen Jue was watching numbly from the side, from one thousand to ten thousand to one hundred thousand...the yunluo fruit kept falling down and smashed into golden dust.

In the end, the hoarse Song Qiming fell under Yunluoguo's continuous attacks. It was not a tragedy at all, it could only be regarded as torture.

At this time, the sky was as dark as a black curtain, without stars and moon, and even the lights could not be turned on.

This process will last for a long time. In this boundless darkness, thousands of creatures in the entire plot world will disappear silently, and people with abilities like Chen Jue will be driven out and return to the real world.

Not long after Song Qiming's death, Bibi Dong in Chen Jue's arms gradually turned into a little bit of purple light and scattered, leaving behind a small piece of white jade.

This small piece of white jade is the medal of the World Destroyer, and its value can be converted into any treasure in the story world of the same level.

In other words, this is equivalent to the Zhangtian bottle held by the protagonist Han Li in the last e-level mortal cultivating legend that Chen Jue experienced.

It's just that the price to get this thing is really terrible. Even a master like Song Qiming who has surpassed several realms was killed by Bibi Dong's obsession before his death. If it were him, he would have died even worse.

After simply moving his hands and feet, Chen Jue stood up indifferently, stretched out his hand and showed the green finger.

In the pitch-black chaos, when a drop of dark green light landed on the ground, it seemed to ripple in circles, and then the three familiar vines grew windingly, and it didn't take long to grow into a green tree.

Unexpectedly, in this world of chaos and nothingness, there is still a little bit of fluorescent light around this green tree, making it look a little magical.

Chen Jue seemed to be accustomed to all this, and he still followed the branches indifferently back to the treehouse of the Qingkui tree.

The light and shadow in the tree house lit up, and before Chen Jue walked in, he heard Qingcheng roar on the desk.

He obviously has a cute and pleasing face, but now he is going crazy, but his disheveled hair looks like a bloodthirsty madman under the Nine Netherworld.

"Chen Jue! I want to kill you! I must kill you!"

I don't know what she is doing in this tree house. She looks bloody at the moment, but she is still very energetic.

Chen Jue walked to the corner of the tree house with a blank expression, and poured out all the props in the green finger and carefully sorted them out like a routine.

Everything that needs to be broken down for recycling must be recycled before leaving.

Otherwise, if you leave this world, the effectiveness of these props will be greatly reduced, and it is very likely that they will be turned into worthless scrap iron.

On the other side, Qingcheng yelled for a long time, and now she was dying on the desk, as if noticing that Chen Jue had remained unmoved, she said with a sneer.

"Are you happy now? Not only did you solve the problem that has been following you, but you also made a lot of money in one fell swoop."

"..."

"Everyone says that Mr. Jue is very capable. What's the most powerful thing you can do to that guy? Tell me about Bibi Dong..."

Before the joke was half in, Chen Jue slowed down, dismantled and recovered the skill book on the collapse of mountains in his hand, and turned his head to look at Qingcheng.

The fox had been acting strangely before, but now seeing him turn around, he still felt a little guilty for no reason.

There was still blood on her body, and her timid look made people feel a little pitiful.

Chen Jue clapped his hands and walked straight to the desk, Qingcheng shrank back in fright for a moment.

She said that she had no skills, but she was afraid of the sick young man in front of her from the bottom of her heart.

Compared to Qingcheng's panic, Chen Jue stretched out his hand on his own, pinched/pinched her chin, tilted his head for a look, and asked calmly.

"Does it hurt?"

Before Song Qiming fired three shots in a row, Chen Jue was able to resist, so the damage transfer naturally had a place to go.

Looking at Qingcheng's timid look, Chen Jue didn't know if his conscience had discovered it, but he even cared about it.

Qingcheng was startled and frightened, but was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Chen Jue squeezed/pinched her chin, but there was no emotion in her eyes, and after a while, she reached out and probed into her mouth.

This time, Qingcheng finally came to his senses, hurriedly dodged back, and said anxiously.

"What do you want to do!"

"Your teeth have grown together, it seems that this time the harvest is not small."

There was no wave between the words, but the deep meaning in them made Qingcheng hide back again.

Before that, Chen Jue had been reluctant to use a lot of evolution points because these things would eventually pass the fox's hands.

This time, Song Qiming and the two pushed him into a hurry. He spent nearly 30 evolution points at one time, all of which went through this green finger. How much of it was transformed into Biyuan Yunluo? In fact, he himself said unclear.

Now that he has been poached from the cornerstone of his ability advancement, he cannot advance through evolution points, but the seemingly embarrassed fox in front of him has been staring at him pitifully.

(End of this chapter)