Pokémon Windside

The name Wang Wei, the God of Wealth, is undoubtedly the inverse of the playboy, representing his unbearable past. If an ordinary saint or plot character dares to call out this name, he will end up being cut to pieces with a thousand knives and his bones scattered to ashes. , the soul must never be reincarnated.

But when Master Zhehua heard this voice calling "Wang Wei, the God of Wealth", he didn't get angry, and he didn't fall out for the time being. Because he understood that the source of the sound was one of the most terrifying demon gods in the entire three thousand worlds of creation, apart from the saints of the four districts, the true god of the Donkey Emperor Sect, the mount of the Wutian Demon Ancestor, and the Three-Eyed Demon, the King of Ten Thousand Demons. donkey

"Lord Donkey Emperor, I'm just a poor man who was deceived by a woman. It's so easy to forget everything in the past. Why do you bother to reopen my scars?" Young Master Zhehua stood up in the air, unfolded his folding fan, and revealed "Youhuakan Zhizhi" "Zhe" seven characters, eyes wide open with anger, murderous intent across the endless void.

In a moment, the three-eyed magic donkey appeared in its true form. Its back was hundreds of thousands of kilometers long, its four hooves were like clouds hanging from the sky, and its size was comparable to the legendary Kunpeng. It was also like the ultimate boss in the Transformers world, the Unicron. At this time, he rolled his three giant donkey eyes, opened his mouth as wide as a black hole, and let out a wild and harsh laugh.

"Hum, hum, hum, Mr. Zhehua, please don't blame me. I have no ill intentions. I am here in Endless Void today, and I am here to ask you to help me."

Mr. Zhehua looked disdainful and said lazily: "Master Donkey Emperor, are you kidding me? You are a direct descendant of a high-ranking saint. Although I can barely become a fighting god, in front of you and other nobles, I am just a strong ant. How am I qualified to help you?"

The three-eyed magic donkey sighed: "A ruler is long and an inch is short. There are three thousand worlds in the creation space. Even my master may not do everything as he pleases. I am begging you this time because I am restricted by the rules and I need to help you." Use your own hands to kill an enemy and destroy a world."

There was a hint of wisdom on Mr. Zhehua's face, and he said with a smile: "Your enemy is Yang Ye. I heard that he made you very embarrassed in the Dragon Ball world."

The Three-Eyed Demon Donkey is violent, ferocious, extremely cruel, moody, and flips pages like a book. According to common sense, hearing Young Master Zhehua ridiculed him like this, he would be furious and punish him, but at this moment, he did not use violence, and just smiled and retorted. : "But without Mr. Zhe Hua, you are in such a miserable state. Yang Ye beat your beloved woman to death, seized your foundation and power, and even sent you to the endless void."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Zhehua suddenly answered: "No, I didn't lose to Yang Ye, I just lost to fate and the environment of the saint's game, and became the angry cannon fodder of the saint of God."

The three-eyed magic donkey continued to behave abnormally, and actually nodded in approval and said: "You are right, Old Tongtian is indeed a big trouble, but don't worry, as long as you agree to cooperate with us, even he can't stop you from taking revenge."

Mr. Zhehua gently waved his folding fan and said: "It's a pity that I don't want to rely on your power. I know that you not only want to kill Yang Ye, but also destroy and sacrifice the world of Romance of the Three Kingdoms to strengthen the power of the Demon Ancestor Saint. But I can't Let the Three Kingdoms be destroyed by you."

The three-eyed devil suddenly narrowed his eyes and said: "If you don't want to destroy the Three Kingdoms, you are still hoping for the Twelve Yuan Chen Star Stone, and you are still thinking of escaping from the control of the saint."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhehua suddenly showed a proud expression on his face: "You won't understand this. As long as there is a glimmer of hope that I can stop being a slave and a tool, I must fight for it to the end. This is more important than whether I can get revenge."

"Oh, is that really like this?" The Three-Eyed Demon Donkey suddenly stopped talking, his voice suddenly heavy and slow, and instantly filled with confusion, "If I tell you the whereabouts of Wu Lianrong, will you still be willing to give up the Star Stone?"

"Wu Lianrong" When Mr. Zhehua heard this unusually familiar yet strange name, he thought

This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page and calm down. All the cities and all the alerts disappeared in an instant. The Great Wall of Thought collapsed, and the river of emotions burst its banks, setting off a hysterical rage. "Tell me, where is this bitch?"

The Three-Eyed Demon Donkey was so proud that his spine was shaken, and his demon eyes burst out with demonic light and said: "Don't worry, as long as you are willing to serve my master Demon Ancestor and use the world of the Three Kingdoms as a sacrificial gift, don't just talk about the whereabouts of Wu Lianrong, everyone in the North District The Holy Chosen Ones will do their best to help you fulfill your long-cherished wish and regain everything lost by Wang Wei, the God of Wealth."

Mr. Zhehua nodded fiercely and said: "Okay, everything depends on you. As long as I can dig out this bitch Wu Lianrong, I don't have anything to fear even if I sell my soul to the devil. Even if I give up the blood of Yanhuang from the East District, it doesn't matter."

The three-eyed magic donkey suddenly transformed from a giant beast holding the sky into a sturdy man with a huge back, eight feet tall, bald head and dark skin. He opened his palm towards Mr. Zhehua, and a red and beautiful ball appeared in it.

After all, the "World of Warcraft Azeroth" player has a lot of experience, and when he saw the origin of the ball in the palm of the three-eyed magic donkey, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"It is the continent of Azeroth, but my believers completed the task of annihilating the world, changed the planned plot development, assisted the Burning Legion to defeat the Alliance tribe, and sacrificed the entire plane to the Demon Ancestor Saint. Now it has been completed "Thousands of Worlds"

The three thousand worlds of the Hall of Creation can be divided into big thousand worlds, middle thousand worlds and small thousand worlds according to their scale. Most of the space props are mostly small thousand worlds, even if they are as powerful as Yang Ye's good fortune gourd, there are no exceptions, and the large thousand worlds are not exceptions. Most plot worlds are on the scale of the Middle Thousand World; only the continent of Creation Space, the two mythical battlefields of Journey to the West and Invincible Heroes, the ultimate battlefield of The Romance of the Gods, and the Eternal Paradise where saints live only in the legendary four districts can be found. It deserves to be called the Great Thousand Worlds.

After the plot world is sacrificed, it will generally drop in level and become the Small Thousand World; but the Wutian Demon Ancestor and the Donkey Emperor Sect can create miracles and refine the monsters into the Middle Thousand World. Space props with the attributes of the Middle Thousand World have the ability to compete with the original power of the Three Kingdoms world, and can do whatever they want without being restricted by rules.

Mr. Zhehua was so smart that he immediately understood the subtext behind the Three-Eyed Demon Donkey's words, and then asked: "You want to let the epic battlefield of Warcraft invade the world of the Three Kingdoms. With the powerful strength of the Burning Legion, you can kill all the generals of the Three Kingdoms and seize the throne." The Stone of the World also took care of the big enemy Yang Ye."

The Three-Eyed Demon Donkey applauded repeatedly: "Quan Zhong, Quan Zhongzhe, you are indeed the smartest among the Eastern District Saint Chosen. Yes, I just want to ask your help to lead the World of Warcraft in the Thousand Worlds and rule the Burning Legion." , to conquer the Three Kingdoms and devour this world."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhehua's eyes flashed with light, and he asked in a deep voice: "You donkey sect has many capable people. Mr. Mo and the Saint Kings of Guangming on the left and right are all strong fighting gods. With Thousand Worlds of Warcraft, how can we Killing Yang Ye and destroying the Three Kingdoms is easy, why do you need to rely on my hand?"

The three-eyed magic donkey smiled and said: "There is no other way. The Thousand Worlds of Warcraft can only have the strongest power if it goes deep into the Three Kingdoms world. I sent the Holy Chosen One under the Demon Ancestor to bring this thing in, and it will inevitably be destroyed by the Legend of the Three Kingdoms. If the original power of the battlefield is detected, if it causes obstruction, it may alarm the Supreme Taoist Ancestor, which will inevitably lead to a lot of trouble."

Mr. Zhehua said: "So, if I help you accomplish this, I will offend Taishang Daozu, and it will be difficult for you to gain a foothold in the East District in the future."

"Beijuluzhou welcomes you. As long as this is accomplished, I will make you the worshiping elder of the Donkey Emperor Sect. Your status in the sect will be lower than that of one person and higher than that of ten thousand people." The three-eyed magic donkey continued to bewitch.

Mr. Zhehua hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Donkey Emperor, I don't like to be a dog for others. You'd better tell the whereabouts of that bitch Wu Lianrong quickly and complete the transaction. We will each go our own way."

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The three-eyed magic donkey's face changed slightly, but it soon returned to its original appearance. He opened his donkey eyes wide and said, "What a good boy, you are so ambitious. I admire you very much." As he spoke, he moved the thousand-world sphere in the continent of Azeroth. Delivered to Mr. Zhehua, "I will write the specific whereabouts of Wu Lianrong on the World Tree on the top of the holy mountain of Hyjal in the continent of Azeroth. You only need to integrate the World of Warcraft and the World of the Three Kingdoms to get what you want." information."

Mr. Zhehua sneered and said: "As expected of the Donkey Emperor, he has thoughtful ideas, perfect layout, and the control of people's hearts. It seems that I am destined to work hard for you."

The Three-Eyed Demon Donkey laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and patted the playboy on the shoulder and said: "It's too ugly to say that you have to sacrifice your life. You and I are just cooperating. I hope the cooperation goes smoothly, and all glory goes to the Demon Ancestor."

Mr. Zhehua said with a gloomy face: "Stop talking nonsense, you'd better get me back to the world of the Three Kingdoms first. I don't want to stay in this boring endless void for a moment longer."

The three-eyed magic donkey hurriedly said: "This is the easiest thing." As he spoke, he kicked the donkey's hooves outwards. There was a loud crash, the space was chaotic, and a big hole was opened in an instant. Looking through the gap, inside It is the scenery of the rolling Yangtze River, turbulent Yellow River, long Kyushu, and China in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms world.

"After the first cleansing of the Creation Space, the Saints of the Four Areas made a contract. All the gods under the Saint's disciples are not allowed to set foot in the Battle God promotion battlefield. Therefore, I can only send you here. Whether the Warcraft can devour the Three Kingdoms next depends on Your credibility”

"I'll do the work, so you can rest assured that Mr. Huang Liangsheng will do business. He's a good boy and an old man."

As he spoke, Mr. Zhehua put the Thousand Worlds Sphere in the Warcraft Plane of Azeroth into his sleeves, gently closed his head, and then leapt forward, quickly passing through the space channel opened by the Three-Eyed Demon Donkey, and returned to the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. world.

But as soon as Mr. Zhehua's feet set foot on the fertile soil, he still felt a sense of terror. Suddenly, clouds gathered, the prairie was covered in fog, the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers overflowed, and Kyushu was shaken everywhere. Red blood rained in the sky, ghosts cried in the middle of the night, wild beasts cried, and the whole world looked like the end of the world.

In the distant Wuling County of Jingzhou, there is a peaceful and peaceful paradise land called Taohuayuan, also known as Taoyuan Township. There are three land gods living in seclusion inside. They have survived four heavenly tribulations, killed three corpses, and avoided the six qi, and are only a hair away from ascending to heaven. The first one is the master of Zhang Jiao, the great virtuous master, and the old master of the three-volume book of Taiping Yaoshu. Yu Ji; the third one is Mr. Wujiao Zuo Ci, a Taoist priest from Lujiang who is good at fighting ghosts and gods, and also knows the stars and latitudes. He has mastered Dunjia Tianshu.

Suddenly, the three Earth Immortals felt restless at the same time, and endless terror arose in their hearts. They all had a premonition that the world would undergo great changes, the world would be in catastrophe, and the Chinese people would fall into the abyss of killing.

Zuo Ci sobbed in a deep voice: "Heaven and earth are unkind and treat the common people as stupid dogs. Originally, it would take more than a hundred years for Wuhu to destroy China. But looking at the current signs, it is about to come earlier."

The old immortal of Nanhua also sighed: "It's not just Wu Huan Hua, there are also the claws of criminals from the outer world lurking. If their treacherous plot is allowed to succeed, it is inevitable that the land of China will sink and the Yanhuang bloodline will be cut off."

Yu Ji gritted his teeth and said: "Two Taoist brothers, it seems that we can no longer stay out of the matter and must contain this disaster."

Zuo Ci nodded and said, "What Brother Yu Dao said is true. The struggle for dynasty hegemony has nothing to do with outsiders like us, but if you encounter an evil spirit that destroys the world and harms the people, even if you are on the other side, you will return to the sea of ​​misery."

The old immortal from Nanhua waved his sleeves, and a water curtain was set off in the sky, and the figure of the young master appeared in it: "This is the troublemaker, let us join hands to kill it."

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