The immortal world boss who was delayed by e-sports

"Get out of the way!"

The magic breath in the formation skyrocketed, and someone suddenly shouted.

In the turmoil, chaos, and filled with gunpowder smoke, the team members whose heads were still alive received such system prompts one after another:

【Your teammate (XXX) has died. 】

Not just one, but one.

He Mutian also yelled in the team audio, responding that his teammates are running out.

Fortunately, Yan Zhongzhou has been found, and the game is coming to an end.

As for what the Yaozu resurrected and why the Demons are so nervous and fearful, that is already the story of the game later.

Holding the sword, He Mutian took a last look towards the direction of the sacrificial formation, and was about to leave to look for the green snake, when suddenly his temple felt a stabbing pain.

The pain came on fiercely, more painful than any time in the past, so painful that He Mutian stopped on the spot, his consciousness and vision were somewhat blurred.

He didn't delay, and immediately called someone on the audio, and asked the teammates who were still alive and near the formation to find the green snake.

Spinach: "What does it look like!"

Fat Pang: "The aftermath of this wave is so big, and the devil's breath will still erode people. Can she hold on as a little demon?" The implication is that she is already dead, right?

He Mutian endured the pain: "No." The bracelet he gave was a magic weapon, which can be used for communication, protection, and can also hold the breath of the green snake to change its appearance.

The green snake brought out people, and if it dared to show up directly near the formation, it would definitely not swagger, so that people could easily find that it was Yan Zhongzhou beside her.

He must have used some kind of blindfold on Yan Zhongzhou.

He Mutian: "Go and find, a banshee with a silver bracelet from me."

He said again: "Don't hurt her, she is carrying Yan Zhongzhou with her."

When a few people heard this, they stopped asking and went to look for it immediately.

Cold sweat broke out on He Mutian's forehead.

It looked like nothing, but it actually made him stand still and couldn't move a step. The pain was obviously not as simple as unbearable.

Jiang Yu in the sword also noticed it, and the sword spike flicked and wrapped around He Mutian's wrist.

Strange, the internal breath is stable, there is no abnormality.

Suddenly heard He Mutian's heartfelt voice: It's you.

?

Who is he talking to?

Immediately afterwards, in the team's private chat, Spinach yelled angrily: "The banshee has been found! Damn! Someone intercepted her!"

On the sidelines, Wang Zixiang was about to grab the cuff of the banshee, but the banshee dodged nimbly, and another spinach flew up to block him.

The banshee supported Yan Zhongzhou, looked at Jianxiu in front of her vigilantly, and turned to Wang Zixiang with even more fearful eyes.

Spinach turned her head to her back: "Don't stay here, go find Mu Tian."

The banshee knew who Mu Tian was talking about.

She wanted to look for it too, but the situation was extremely chaotic right now.

Spinach suddenly thought of something, turned around and stretched out his hand, "It's the same if you leave the person to me."

The banshee paused, the alarm bells in her eyes blared, she took three steps back, and suddenly looked behind Spinach by mistake, her pupils dilated, and the wind was blowing on Spinach's back, she reacted, turned around quickly, subconsciously stretched out her hand, and firmly received Wang Zixiang's palm , each separately.

The two pros were speechless with each other.

Wang Zixiang stared: "The person I found first! You intercepted me?"

Who intercepted you?

Spinach: "Our captain found it first!"

Wang Zixiang rolled his eyes and pointed his sword at the banshee: "Inferior illusion, who do you think you can fool?" Do you really think that others can't see that you are fighting a monk instead of a banshee?

Wang Zixiang reprimanded: "Put this person down, and save your life!"

Spinach stood in front of her, turned her head to the back, almost speechless, "Why are you still standing? Let's go!"

He didn't trust him, and he was still standing still, waiting for them to lie down and win in Yingzhou.

The banshee turned and left with a calm face.

Seeing this, Wang Zixiang wanted to chase, but was stopped by Spinach raising his sword. Now it was finally time for the contestants to meet each other.

It is also the content that audience water friends never mind watching for a while——

【Xiangshen!rush!Fuck him! 】

[Caier!Take his head! 】

At this moment, the professional teams are almost all gathered around the formation. It's fine if these two don't fight, but when they start fighting, the other teams will guess that something is wrong. Could it be that Yan Zhongzhou is nearby?Everyone quickly looked up and searched, just in time to see another teammate of Kunlun flying towards a banshee, and beside the banshee was a woman who was unconscious... No, that was an illusion, and it was a monk or a man!

man?

Yan Zhongzhou?

Now, all the players who didn't hang up rushed over.

Fat and speechless: If you don't win today, I'm sorry for the captain's strategy!

The banshee was also speechless: Where did this group of casual cultivators come from? Why does everyone seem to be looking at her!

"Where are you?" The banshee transmitted her voice through a silver bracelet.

There was no reply from the other end of the silver bracelet. After a while, there was a voice: "You go southeast."

The banshee turned her head to the southeast, and subconsciously looked into the sky again, "Can you see me?"

"Yes. To the southeast."

The banshee hurried to the southeast with the people.

Seeing that she was about to stay away from this place of constant fighting and killing, suddenly, a big demon from the Mo family saw her.

The big demon was going to fight, but he bumped into a suspicious-looking little green snake on the way, and keenly went up to him: "You!"

Taking a closer look, there is only a mere snake monster, and there is a...huh?monk?

"Stop!" The big demon yelled, and the banshee not only stopped, but also quickened her pace.

The big demon squinted his eyes, feeling that his intuition was wrong, and sacrificed a spell remotely.

That technique used the great demon's seven success powers, let alone knocking people down, their lives could be reimbursed directly - in Mo's, no one cares whether an inferior demon lives or dies.

The banshee felt the crisis and didn't dare to stop. At the same time, the tip of her nose was sweating in fear.

The hand she held on Yan Zhongzhou's shoulder tightened unconsciously, and her eyes closed, but at this moment, a sword light flew out against his forehead.

The banshee was stunned, and turned her head subconsciously, but saw a silver-white long sword blocked the big demon's attack for her, and after blocking it, the long sword disappeared instantly.

The big demon looked around with vigilance in his eyes: "Who is here?"

As soon as the words fell, the sword light reappeared, and in the blink of an eye, the big demon fell to his knees with his eyes wide open.

At the same time, He Mutian appeared beside the banshee.

【pretty! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhh, it's indeed Mu Tian! 】

[I got someone, I got someone, I won, I won! 】

He Mutian looked at the side of the banshee, the banshee raised her eyes, she did not disgrace her mission, she let out a sigh of relief, and handed the man over with her arms and shoulders off.

He Mutian supported him, the illusion disappeared, and what he received was Yan Chongzhou who had been missing for many days.

[The contestant (Mu Tian) successfully found Yan Zhongzhou. 】

[The contestant (Xu Tian) completes the dungeon mission. 】

[This copy is coming to an end. 】

In the formation, the magic breath is strong, and the big demon is resurrected.

The Mo family's patriarch and several elders knelt in the black mist.

A disdainful voice sounded: "Ignorant child, dare to presume."

The patriarch and several elders bowed and kowtowed.

The revived demon has no gratitude for being awakened and revived, but is somewhat dissatisfied: "In addition to the sacrifices, the resurrection of the ancient monsters has to offer the luck of the whole family."

"You are so tricky, sacrificing other people's lives, and then replacing luck with the spirit of the spiritual vein, it is absurd."

The elders of the Mo Clan did not refute and continued to kowtow.

The big demon impatiently said: "Quickly say what you want." At the same time, he warned, "Don't talk too much!"

After Mo's put in so much effort, the one who awakened and revived was still a great demon, so he naturally had some plans.

The elders of the Mo Clan touched their foreheads to the ground, unable to kneel, the patriarch kowtowed and said, "I just want the Yan Dynasty to be destroyed!"

The big demon was too lazy to listen, and his voice suddenly raised his voice: "As you wish!"

The magic breath disappeared in the formation.

This is the end of the copy story.

Before the end, the dungeon gave all players a plot extension and summary:

[In the 36th year of the Yan Dynasty, first there was civil strife in the Xianmen, Wenning Mountain was wiped out, and then the Mo clan occupied the Rongxu faction. With the orders of 81 monks and the spirit of the spirit veins, they resurrected the great demon 'Yan', Xu Yan's wish for destruction. 】

[In the same year, the entire Yan family died tragically, the dynasty was destroyed, and the human race began a century-long turmoil. 】

[In the fairy gate, there are ghosts fighting with each other and making troubles, and there are demons attacking and intruding constantly outside. 】

[The world is in danger! 】

Jiang Yu's field of vision has been directed towards the direction of the sacrificial formation, and then from the sacrificial formation to the high sky where the magic breath flies away.

Not long after, his consciousness loosened and tightened, and there was no more gunpowder and fighting in front of him, only the stone table and the quiet bamboo forest.

After exiting the game, taking off the device, and not turning off the screen on the mobile phone, the main stage projected the holographic images of all the team members in this competition. He Mutian, who had completed the dungeon mission and found Yan Zhongzhou, was standing in the C position in the front row impressively.

Regardless of the development of the plot in the dungeon world, the scene is still full of applause.

The host eagerly said: "Preliminary match for the new season, the first MVP, Kunlun Mutian!"

There was applause and screams.

The black-clothed demon calmly greeted this first glory.

Jiang Yu looked at the screen, smiled along with the applause, and suddenly remembered the situation in He Mutian's game, so he quickly stood up and got off the car.

On the auxiliary stage, the half-lying holographic cabin was slowly erected. The players who persisted until the end of the dungeon were about to leave the cabin. The stage is descending, and they are asked not to pick up the equipment, and to hold still for a while.

So when the audience was all focused on the main stage, the sub-stage fell silently and retracted all the holographic cabins.

And when all the holographic cabins fell with the stage, and before the players inside picked up the equipment and got out of the cabin, there was a mixed sound of noise, footsteps, and rolling wheels.

"Quick, go and lift people!"

"Did you call the hospital?"

"Beat it."

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, don't let so many people come up, the professional team don't move, first lift people down!"

Spinach and Pangpang picked up the equipment, sat blankly in the transparent cabin, stared wide-eyed through the glass, and watched He Mutian, whose eyes were closed in the game cabin beside him, being carried away by the staff.

The spinach hit the glass: "Brother!"

The other teams were also at a loss: "What's going on?"

A staff member calmly commanded the scene: "Is Kunlun's manager here? Ask him to go to the hospital with him."

"A few more staff members will accompany you. Don't take up seats in the ambulance, but drive by yourself."

"There are too many people at the scene, so don't let the news out, so as not to cause riots."

"Just do what you want, let the host control the scene, end it early, and let the audience leave."

"Okay, the professional team can come out, don't leave, go to the backstage, and have a meeting."

"Don't worry, don't panic, Captain He just fainted, it's not a big problem."

Spinach came out of the cabin and threw himself on the staff member: "It's not a big problem if you're dizzy?"

The staff raised their hands and calmly explained to Spinach: "We have been monitoring various data in the background."

"We also discovered Captain He's problem immediately, and contacted him to ask him to log out of the instance immediately."

"He disagreed and insisted until the end of the game."

A captain from the other team came over, grabbed the spinach, patted it reassuringly, and asked the staff, "What happened to Team He?"

The staff didn't say much, just said: "Headache."

Headache?

Passed out from pain?

"No," Spinach stared anxiously, and was a little hesitant, "Is your game still good? How about playing a game that makes the players faint from pain?"

Doesn't this kill people? !

In the ambulance, Lao Ma was also anxiously shaking his hands and eyeballs, praying that he was fine, while nervously watching the doctors and nurses who were going to give He Mutian oxygen.

Suddenly, He Mutian opened his eyes, and said the first sentence: "Where is Xiaoyu?"

The second sentence: "Forget it, let him accompany you."

After speaking, he closed his eyes again.

Ma: #@&*%*@#

If it wasn't for seeing you lying down, I would have wanted to greet your whole family face to face!

On the same day, the warm-up competition ended successfully.

There was a lot of discussion on the Internet about the strategy of this dungeon, and in the hospital, He Mutian, who had undergone rounds of examinations, lay down peacefully and fell asleep.

He was the only one in the single ward, and the humidifier with aromatherapy function was silently exhaling white mist.

Outside the door, two figures stood quietly.

The two obviously had a disagreement, and they remained silent for as long as they stood together.

Until one of the bald heads spoke first: "Sooner or later, he will remember, just like us."

The man next to him in a suit and tie rolled his eyes immodestly: What do you mean?

The bald head looked at the man with the tie: "Chen Dedao."

The man named Chen Dedao turned his head and looked over with an unfriendly expression, and even pressed his tongue against one cheek: What are you doing?

The bald man smiled and asked, "Are you in a good mood recently?"

He asked again, "Did you watch his live broadcast? Don't pretend, you know who I'm talking about."

Chen Dedao snorted softly as if he was too lazy to straighten his bald head.

The bald head looked into the ward, and said again: "You and Mu Tian, ​​who was closer to him back then?"

Chen Dedao, who was humming and hawing without saying a word, finally spoke human words: "Nonsense! Do you still need to ask? Of course it's me!"

Bald smile: "Yes."

After a pause, "But how could I remember that the last few thunderbolts were caught by Mu Tian with the blade of his sword?"

The young man in Chende Island looks like a child who can't grow up. Hearing the words, he stretched out his hand to cover the bald head's mouth: "Shut up! Bald donkey!"

Suddenly, the two paused at the same time, glanced in a certain direction behind them together, and tacitly hid in the safety door ladder in the corridor next to them.

Standing inside, you have to listen carefully, listening to footsteps, listening to the opening and closing of the door of the ward not far away, and listening to whether the person who walked into the ward really went in.

"Go in." The bald head said.

Chen Dedao glanced at him, then rolled his eyes again: What do you mean?

The bald head chattered, as if he could not finish chanting: "Aren't you going to take the initiative to meet him?"

He added, "I'll see you. Before Mu Tian recovers his memory, at least he can have something to rely on, so that he won't be chased and beaten to death by Mu Tian."

Chen Dedao couldn't bear it anymore at last, turned his head and scolded, "You bastard, didn't you recite scriptures enough in your last life to recite me in this life? What happened to me when I was a demon to let you go?" You are a dog!"

Bite you!

But the bald head said calmly after listening: "Dog life?"

Shaking his head, "I'm not, you are."

Chen Dedao was too lazy to talk nonsense with the bald head, so he went straight down the stairs.

The bald head saw him off and shouted, "Why are you leaving, smelly dog."

Chen Dedao was stunned when he heard the words. He couldn't believe what he had heard. When he came back to his senses, he ignored the face of the president and the big boss.

To shut up!

You called Stinky Dog too! ?

Jiang Yu walked into the ward and put the fruit that Manager Ma ordered to buy on the table.

For some reason, he had an intuition in his heart, as if someone was standing by the door just now.

He turned his head and glanced at the door.

Sitting back on the chair beside the bed, He Mutian was still awake.

Jiang Yu watched silently, remembering that at the end of the dungeon, He Mutian was so painful that he couldn't even stand still, but he was still able to stabilize his figure with extraordinary willpower, and tried every means to rendezvous with the green snake, completed the task, and won the game.

And when killing that big demon, using a sword is a matter of course, there is nothing to criticize, He Mutian still whispered a word of apology to him, as if he shouldn't have and didn't want him to work hard, and he seemed to treat him at that time as a precious thing, just Can hang in the air, not stained with blood.

Jiang Yu reminisced about it, and felt that Captain He was too kind to him.

On the hospital bed, He Mutian fell asleep.

He had a dream.

In the dream, he was deeply trapped in a demon realm, trapped by a lingering monster.

Dizzy, he heard the monster say to him, it's good to have a back before death, and the resurrection is not in vain.

Anyway, there are many rats in the world, sooner or later, someone will sacrifice to revive it, and it will be the same when it wanders in the world.

The monster sucked his cultivation and wrapped his body and soul into the magic breath, making him a part of the demon.

For a long time after that, he fell asleep under the erosion and torture of the magic breath.

Until this day, a clear and peaceful voice rang in my ears: "Why are there demons here?"

Immediately afterwards, the blessings and fortunes that had not been contained in Da Neng's body passed through the magic breath wrapped around him, cleaning his broken soul consciousness violently.

He felt a rare refreshment and comfort.

And the big demon who hadn't spoken for a long time also smirked: "Is it comfortable, do you like it? This is a great talent."

Big Demon: "In a hundred years, the sea has changed, and there are more monks with great abilities that I don't know about in the mortal world."

The big demon smirked: "He is actually a handsome man, not bad, not bad."

The big demon said to He Mutian: "Do you think that meeting this great power is your adventure, and you can break free from this demon? Haha, dreaming."

Damo: "But since you have such a wish, I will satisfy you. Anyway, if you are idle, I am bored."

Big Demon: "Just to torture you, to make you stand on the edge of hope, but you can only touch despair."

Big Demon: "Don't you call, call him, let him use his mighty magic power to save you and free you."

Damo: "Oh, forgot, you are in my magic breath, you have become a part of me, you don't even have a mouth now, let alone being a human being, hahahaha."

Damo: "Well, if you can drag out a great power before death, the next time you come back to life, you will be able to greatly increase your skills."

Damo: "This appearance is just what I want. I like this face more. Next time I come to this world, I can just pretend to be a person."

The voice of the big demon sucking saliva, and the obscene tone: "I can still taste the taste first."

He Mutian listened to these words in a half-sleep, and really had no strength, so he just cursed at the end: "Shameless."

The big demon snorted: "Ordinary people have desires and thoughts, want everything, and are not satisfied with anything. Before scolding this demon for being shameless, let's see if I can stand still!"

As soon as the words fell, a blurry face appeared in front of his vision.

He Mutian was facing that face, so close that he could kiss him at any time.

That powerful man thought he had encountered a clingy demon spirit, and the demon spirit's breath was too close to him, so he just waved his sleeves and said calmly: "Get out of the way, don't make trouble."

The next moment, the magic breath entangled him.

In He Mutian's perception, it was the big demon who forced him to hold Da Neng's wrist.Not only did he hold it, but he also rubbed against that plain white wrist.

Don't look at injustice, don't get close to injustice, He Mutian frowned.

Damo smirked.

Da Neng shook off the magic breath, did what he wanted to do, and hurried on his way after finishing, ignoring him or taking it seriously.

Mo Xi kept following him, entangled and entangled.

Da Neng finally said lightly: "I will not change after repeated persuasion."

After a pause, "What a stinky dog."

The big demon smirked in He Mutian's ear, "Listen, he called you a stinky dog."

He Mutian had never had a bad time with that Momo, this time he retorted: "He scolded you."

Damo: "But you are the one who touched him."

Damo: "I heard that you monks have the saying of dual cultivators, and now you can take advantage of a powerful man, how about it, are you happy?"

As he said that, he was about to drag He Mutian to entangle him again, this time directly burrowing into Da Neng's robe.

He Mutian couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to struggle to resist, when suddenly, the magic breath enveloping him was completely thrown out, and slapped on the tree like mud.

The filming made He Mutian dizzy, and the big demon seemed to have been hammered, quiet and honest.

Da Neng said lightly, "Dog thing."

The sound came closer with the footsteps.

A clear face, like a bright moon and a breeze, appeared in front of his eyes.

He Mutian looked through layers of magic breath, this time he saw it clearly, and recognized it, it was...

streamer face.

Jiang Yu? !

He Mutian woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and met Jiang Yu's face beside the bed.

Jiang Yu leaned over: "Are you awake?"

It was difficult for He Mutian to distinguish whether it was a dream, reality, or a game.

Until he took a breath and noticed that this was a ward.

That's right, the preliminaries are over.

It was just a dream.

Looking at Shang Jiang Yu asking: "Do you want to drink water?"

He Mutian sat up with his arms stretched, and woke up, "Yeah." Look at the time, it's night.

Turning his head and looking up, Jiang Yu was pouring water.

He Mu subconsciously looked at the water cup, and for some reason, maybe the dream was still fresh and still in his memory, he actually overlapped the image of Jiang Yu's hand in front of him and Da Neng's hand picking herbs in the dream.

He Mutian's thoughts flickered.

Because he found that it was not an illusion.

The dream and the present can indeed overlap, especially the subtle movements of the hands.

And Liu Guang, the Liu Guang in the game, isn't Jiang Yu.

He Mutian raised his eyebrows, feeling a strange feeling.

However, he could see Jiang Yu the first time he woke up, and he felt comfortable again.

After receiving the water, He Mutian looked at Jiang Yu and asked with a smile, "Can you come in for the game?"

Jiang Yu sat down and asked, "Why did you use my sword?"

He Mutian shrugged, "I just used it when I thought about it, but I didn't expect it to work." This is also quite strange.

Jiang Yu looked at He Mutian: "Does it still hurt?"

Of course it doesn't hurt early.

But now that it is not in the dungeon but in reality, He Mutian stretched out his hand and put his wrist in front of Jiang Yu's eyes, "Next time if you want to hold it, you can hold it with a real person, don't use the sword spike."

Under Jiang Yu's calm face was another rejection of the smelly dog.

If you can't do anything else, you will cheat him.

He Mutian smiled frankly and frowningly, and encouraged Jiang Yu to hold it with his eyes, don't be afraid, it's okay, the captain is generous.

Jiang Yu pressed his hand back for him, and thought calmly in his heart: Shuiyou's swiping screen is not wrong, this captain is indeed, very, not straight.

Jiang Yu thought to himself: "It's still interesting to me."

The front building, the floor parallel to He Mutian's ward.

The special assistant stood beside him without a word, watching his boss stretch his neck with a telescope and look at the opposite building.

There were people coming and going in the corridor of the hospital, and people around were pointing and pointing.

The assistant endured and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Chen..."

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Chen Dedao stepped on the railing with one foot, lying on the railing with half of his weight, his two eyeballs wished to get into the telescope, and he was still chanting:

"Awake? What are you talking about?"

"Finally let the two of you get along alone, right?"

"Heh, there was no Lao Tzu back then, can you two know each other?"

Assistant: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen..."

Chen Dedao shook off his assistant's hand and said fiercely, "Don't make noise!"

Two shadows fell, one left and one right.

Only then did Chen Dedao retract his gaze and turn his head.

The two tall, black-clothed hospital guards looked at him seriously: "What are you doing?"

The communicator on Tewei's shoulder was lit with green light and sound: "Got it, the police have been called, the police have been called."

Special Assistant: "..."

Chen Dedao: "..."

Damn, I almost forgot, this is a world ruled by law.

Boss Chen calmly pointed to the opposite building: "You may not believe me, but I'm actually catching|raping."