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Chapter 9: All Elopement Will Die

In the darkness, a moan that was so suppressed was long and long, and it was particularly eye-catching in the quiet environment.

"snort"

After a muffled groan of laziness or anger, there was another sound of watermelon rubbing against the fabric. After a moment, the young and tender girl's voice sounded.

"How is it, how much has the synchronization rate increased?"

"Fifty-one percent."

“Too slow.”

"Then change your position next time?"

"Don't say such useless nonsense." After a pause, the girl snorted with dissatisfaction when she saw that the other party had no reaction.

"Ahh, I understand, I will work hard to renovate the style next time and wait for your arrival in a brand new posture. The process will be satisfactory."

"Hmph." The girl left another cold snorted and left.

Then Wang Lu's laughter rang out in the darkness.

"This guy is becoming more and more quarrels. He is obviously a long-lasting body and is ready to pretend to be like saving the world. Why bother? Moreover, in the past ten years, we seem to have tried all the imaginable postures, and even some perverted gameplay is a little bit used. Unfortunately, it is useless. So what can I do if I make a fancy trick?"

It is actually a wrong way to improve the synchronization rate through the most intimate interaction. Sun Buping and Di Liuzun were not in a relationship back then. The two had more revolutionary friendships and had been fighting bravely with the fallen immortals all their lives. This is the main theme of Sun Buping's life. If you want to improve the synchronization rate, you should start from this aspect. What's the use of playing so many tricks with Di Liuzun? Sun Buping himself probably didn't play so colorfully back then...

In the past ten years, the increase in synchronization rate has actually relied on Wang Lu's own struggle. The practical significance of dual cultivation is not great, but Wang Lu did not say it out loud. Because with the IQ of Emperor Liuzun, it is impossible to imagine all this. She naturally has reasons not to say it. Let this issue become a hidden rule between the two, at least for Wang Lu herself, it is not a loss.

"However... it is an indisputable fact that the synchronization rate encounters a bottleneck. At most, 50% of the synchronization rate is small leaders like Doudou Canglan. When you meet a real big boss, you can kneel down on Diaoyutai. Unfortunately, there is still no way to break through the bottleneck, so you can only win by number first. Well, you have spent enough time on this Loli Emperor. Next, it's time to see how my old friends are doing..."

After speaking, the darkness was dispelled by the light, revealing a bright and spacious, square hall. In the middle of the hall was a gorgeous throne, which was the control of the giant god weapon. Wang Lu Jingchi sat on it on it and said silently. His eyebrows were no longer as young as the former youth, but were slightly stained with a hint of vicissitudes.

It is hard to imagine the huge pressure it brings without sitting in this position himself. He became the number one person in Jiuzhou in just over ten years. The speed of progress made many people roll around enviously, but for the parties involved, this is not so happy. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. In the future battlefield of the Immortal Fallen, he will be responsible for charging first. Now during the preparations, his work is extremely heavy. Although Hai Yunfan and a whole team of secretaries have helped him, he has a lot of work that must be handled by himself. Even with Wang Lu's extraordinary energy, he is only trying to support it.

On the throne, Wang Lu gathered the clear power of the immortal spirit from all directions to wander around, sweeping out his tiredness, and soon shining his body again.

The next moment, he completely converged the huge control hall and the giant god weapons that were thousands of feet high into his body, then stepped out in one step, crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, and came to the barbaric land of Cangxi Prefecture, where the black tide once ravaged.

There is no dark tide in the barbaric land today. After the ten years of development of the Wanxian Alliance, it has long been like ripe fruits waiting to be picked. However, the Wanxian Alliance lists the barbaric land as a forbidden area, and no one is allowed to enter or kill without mercy, and even the elders of Tongtian Holy Hall are no exception. Only Wang Lu himself can enter and exit here freely.

Wang Lu settled on a high mountain, but before he could stand for a while, the entire mountain suddenly trembled and twisted. The mountain, which was straight up like a sword, sank inward and twisted, and then broke from the middle. The upper part of the upper part, which was hundreds of feet high, slipped down obliquely, rubbed against the lower part of the mountain, and the earth shook.

At the fault of the mountain, a giant hundreds of feet tall lay in the pit of gravel. He struggled several times but did not stand up. Not far from him, an equally tall giant was suspended in the air, with his hands on his hips and laughing.

"Zhen Miya, you lost again, now we are five to three, I'm in the lead."

The giant in the pit snorted: "Zhou Mumu, don't you be shameless? Before I broke through the bottleneck, I sought a battle again and again and again, winning three consecutive victories. Do you think this is very meaningful?"

The giant in the air restrained his body and quickly shrank into a beautiful girl with a smile, which was Kunlun chief Zhou Mumu.

"Tsk, you are shameless, Zhan Miye. You always claim to be the first academic, have super intelligent skills, and treat others like idiots. Why are you the only one who fails to break through the 70% sync rate? Is this small giant god weapon no longer able to accommodate your genius ideas?"

"I, I'm on the verge of caution," Zhan Ziye explained furiously, "Only you barbarians will blindly pursue synchronization rate regardless of your concern. Do you know how to resist change, do you know how to balance system feedback? Do you know how to develop sustainably?"

Zhou Mumu laughed a few times: "I don't understand, so I'll ask you for advice at this time tomorrow. I hope you can use anti-variability and other things to hit me tomorrow, so don't lose another game."

"You are simply unreasonable, rotten wood cannot be carved"

Just as the two were arguing, Wang Lu floated down from the air and smiled and said, "The couple are arguing again?"

"Damn, Wang Lu, are you blind or do you need to re-educate Chinese? At most, we are two people, and we have a relationship with the couple half a copper coin?

Wang Lu ignored Zhou Mumu, who was verbally verbally, and asked, "Where is Liuli?"

"Tsk, you are the standard tone of a young couple. I haven't seen you for a long time with an old friend. I didn't say a few more greetings and went straight to the topic? I'm so serious about seeing you." Zhou Mumu said, pointing in a direction, "Over there, I'm fighting Qionghua alone. If you go, you should have time to comfort her."

When Wang Lu saw Liulixian, he found that she really needed some comfort.

In a red sea of ​​fire, Liulixian stood in a giant god weapon a hundred feet tall, with awesome power, but was forced to death by a blood-colored sword and could not move at all.

"Junior Sister Liuli, give up."

Qionghua's voice sounded in the sea of ​​fire, looking illusory and unable to understand her position. The giant god soldier of Liulixian still had sharp sword energy flashing in his palms, but he could not release it because he could not find the target.

After a long time, Liulixian was quite depressed: "Okay okay, okay, I'll give in."

The next moment, the sea of ​​fire disappeared instantly, and the mountains swept through scarlets, turning into a beautiful girl in a big red dress, Qionghua, the chief disciple of Shengjing Immortal Sect.

"Sorry, Junior Sister Liuli, your sword heart is so clear that I dare not fight you head-on, so I have to come up with this worst strategy and disturb the enemy with the fairy spirit and illusion fire... I am really ashamed to defeat it without force."

Liulixian accepted Qionghua's comfort with pleasure, but before she could nod, Wang Lu came over and sighed.

"I said Qionghua, are you embarrassed? You are using your scheming to such a honest and romantic girl. How can you bear it? If you win, you will win. You will also ask her to count the money for you..."

Qionghua was slightly stunned, and then he still had the flawless smile: "Senior Brother Wang Lu, we are meeting again."

The way Liulixian expressed her feelings was much more direct. She rushed over and stretched out her arms and asked for a hug: "Senior Brother"

Wang Lu picked up Liuli, turned around for half a circle before putting her on the ground, and then touched her head: "It performed well. He still showed a strong fighting will in the face of Qionghua's Great Demon King. He is worthy of being a high disciple of my Great Spirit Sword Sect. When I have time to help you adjust the giant god weapon and add the function of restraining Qionghua, you will challenge her to fight alone."

"good"

Qionghua smiled helplessly beside him: "Senior Brother Wang Lu is here for a routine inspection this time?"

Wang Lu thought about it and found that although he had never had much affection for Qionghua, in a sense, she is probably the only one among his peers who can keep up with him. Some words might as well be clear.

"Simply put, my progress is not going well, so I have to shift the pressure and come to cause trouble for you." Wang Lu was straight to the point, "Is it possible to speed up the progress a little more? For example, it will reach more than 90% within a month."

Qionghua was shocked at the time: "Senior Brother Wang Lu, I'm just joking with Junior Sister Liuli, don't you force me to death, right?"

"It's true that I can't do it." Wang Lu shrugged, "Then do your best. In short, remember that if you work harder, the higher our chances of winning in the future. Just relying on me is not going to have a future."

“What the hell happened?”

Wang Lu pondered for a moment: "At present, no conclusive incident has occurred, but his intuition has begun to warn you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lu's heart thumped. He looked up and saw a purple air falling from the sky.

"Wang Lu, maybe in trouble." Di Liuzun was straight to the point, and although he looked calm,... from the traces of her clothes that had not been well organized, she still retained some of the special training just now, and she could see that she was in a hurry.

"Xuan Mo has lost contact."

"Lost contact?" Wang Lu was also surprised. Since the end of the Immortal Competition, the ancient earthly immortals have been under very strict management, and there are only a few things like losing contact. "How long has it been?"

"I just reached the cordon, but this is Xuan Mo. She never did this unless..."
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