Chapter 119 Let’s Have a Quick Death (35)

From its appearance to occupying half of the Yinhun Palace, "Demon Survivor" took only twenty days.

This game almost completely stitched together all the games in Fangwai, but even if it stitched together these games, it was enough for the ghost cultivators here to play and forget themselves.

On the road of the ghost town, Qingniang, holding an oil umbrella, strolled on it, looking at the surrounding scene with satisfaction.

The Yinhun Palace has always been a rather mysterious place. Ghost cultivators gather and live here. It is a paradise for ghost cultivators.

But now, the people here are eagerly taking the bamboo slips provided by the Demon Gate. Everyone is immersed in the world of the game and cannot extricate themselves, becoming the shape of the Demon Gate.

Although the Holy King repeatedly said that it was almost enough, it would not work if it continued like this.

But for Qingniang, there is nothing more exciting than being able to make ghost cultivators bow down to the game she made.

"The disciple is better than the master. My idea came from Fangwai, but what I have made now is far better than Fangwai. Does this mean that I am better than Fangwai?"

"If Fangwai sees how good I am, will he be impressed by my strength and let me love him well? The thought that he will do this and that, and then I will do that and that, really makes me impatient."

With such a wonderful idea, Qingniang continued to admire the appearance of the ghost cultivator.

When she closed her eyes and looked, she could feel the emotions here.

There are a lot of difficulties in "Survivors of the Demon Sect", which are hidden quite well and can hardly be seen in the early stage.

However, in the middle and late stages, these points will pop up one by one, and then make the addicted ghost cultivators scratch their heads, and then provide them with negative emotions.

Although it is already the pinnacle of the golden elixir, these resources can be stored, and when the heavenly way is restored, she can restore her strength in one fell swoop, and then she can do whatever she wants in the Demon Sect.

Yuanying and Jindan are two concepts. There have been geniuses since ancient times, but people who can cross realms and defeat those in higher realms are almost unheard of.

By then, he will be the first person in the Demon Sect, and then he will start to rest every day and live the life he longs for.

Turning a corner, Qingniang looked at a ghost cultivator with a smile on her face, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The other party was addicted to the game, his body had turned into substance, but there was no emotion coming over.

Looking at the other party quietly, Qingniang found that the other party's state was not quite right.

When playing "Demon Sect Survivor", ghost cultivators usually behave very emotionally.

Perhaps it is because they have not had normal emotions for a long time, they will behave extremely exaggeratedly when their emotions fluctuate.

Sometimes they break down and cry, and sometimes they laugh, which makes their emotions constantly swing between two extremes.

But now, this ghost cultivator looks very peaceful, but his body has been stable in a physical state.

This shows that the other party has satisfied his desires in an alternative way, which makes Qingniang feel a little strange.

After carefully looking at it for a while, Qingniang felt that it was probably an exception. The other party should be a newly-formed ghost cultivator. It didn't matter.

Instead of watching him here, it's better to go back and think with Kong Jue about how to update the next version so that the Demon Sect can continue to infiltrate the Ghost Palace.

But the next day, when checking the harvested emotions, Qingniang was surprised to find that the emotions she harvested were actually 30% less.

Feeling this data with a solemn face, she immediately put on her clothes, held up an oil umbrella, and found Kong Jue.

Beside the round table, Kong Jue also looked ahead with a sullen face. The numbers condensed by the magic were floating in the air. They were the negative emotions he had obtained.

Beside Kong Jue, Zhang Decai, the fairy master of the Nightmare Sect, kept wiping the sweat on his head, communicating with his disciples from time to time, and then nervously said: "The disciples said there is no problem. The bamboo slips sent out can all be played. The new version released yesterday is confirmed to be no problem."

In places without the magic network, updating is a hassle.

They need to write down the bamboo slips sent out, and then find these ghost cultivators when they need to update, and then help them copy the latest version in.

I thought it was an update that caused the ghost cultivators to be unable to play the game, but now it seems that the situation is worse than this.

Seeing Qingniang coming in, Zhang Decai knew that he could not say anything here, so he decisively poured tea for the two, and then sat aside to make room for Qingniang.

After taking a sip of tea, Qingniang saw that there were still 37,000 strands of emotions recorded yesterday, but only 26,000 strands today.

Kong Jue also received 30% less negative emotions, which made Qingniang feel a little bad.

After a moment of silence, Kong Jue said: "Check, continue to check."

"Okay."

Let Zhang Decai send the disciples of the Demon Sect to continue checking. Qingniang and Kong Jue looked at the numbers in the air and silently thought about the reasons.

With a fluke mentality, they hoped that this was just a fluctuation, but the situation the next day ruthlessly shattered this fantasy.

Cut in half.

Thirteen thousand strands of negative emotions seemed to be mocking their optimism, making the expressions of the two immortal masters extremely ugly.

Yuan Hua, the disciple who was responsible for reporting the incident, felt his legs weaken when he saw the unfriendly expressions of the three immortal masters.

Among the three, Zhang Decai was the kindest. He would only toss people into the cesspool if he tortured them.

Then there was Kong Jue. If you offended him, you would get a "haha". The next time you meet him, you will be digging underground.

The most terrifying one was Qingjun. In the past, the old demon looked at his disciples like livestock and refined you in an instant.

Trembling as he looked at the three immortal masters, he began to think about how to kneel down faster, and then he heard Kong Jue ask: "Have you found out the reason?"

"I have found out!"

"Speak now!"

"Yes! According to reports from other disciples, the righteous sect asked Fang Wai to take action, and Fang Wai also came here recently and launched his new game, "Human Emperor Realm"!"

The three immortal masters fell silent again.

The air was heavier than Mount Tai at this moment, and Yuan Hua was breathless.

Looking at the three expressionless people, Yuan Hua was about to cry.

Fang Wai, Fang Wai, why do you want to release a game at this time!

Aren't you putting us on the fire?

Just as he was thinking about how to calm the anger of the three immortal masters, he found that Kong Jue's awe-inspiring aura suddenly disappeared, and the whole person showed a helpless expression.

After drinking a sip of tea, he said helplessly: "Fang Wai... then there is nothing we can do."

Qing Niang also nodded. The old demon now looked like a young girl who had just begun to fall in love. She twirled her black hair and said: "As expected of my Fang Wai, it is really a headache."

Although he didn't know why the two suddenly relaxed, Yuan Hua was relieved to find that he was fine.

After sighing for a while, the two reached out to Yuan Hua: "Since Fang Wai is here, he should have got the game bamboo slips. Let me see it quickly."

"Oh, this game can only be played by ghost cultivators, ordinary cultivators can't play it!"

"What did you say!"

"Think of a way for us, don't come back alive if you can't think of one!"

Looking at the two furious people, Yuan Hua almost cried.

Give me a quick death!

Don't be so scary!