Fantasy Westward Journey God Pit System

Chapter 636

Looking at the weapon in front of him, Meng Xuan couldn't help but smile.

Now Leng Feng has a weapon that can be called against the sky, and now he can be regarded as completely stepping into the top ranks of Tianyuan.

The sword of 1202 total injuries is enough to make Emperor Shi Leng Feng, the Tang Dynasty, grow into a very terrifying position in the future.

At least in terms of damage, Meng Xuan is confident that it is impossible to find someone comparable to Leng Feng in Fantasy Westward Journey.

"We finally have the weapon." Meng Xuan said with a sigh of relief.

"It's not just that you have it, you are out of shit luck. I used to think that the 1153 fan was the highest damage, but I didn't expect Brother Xuan, your shit luck is against the sky. 1202 The weapon that always hurts is really too perverted." Lin Xingpeng said enviously.

This lack of envy must be false, after all, the damage of the weapon in front of him is much higher than those known so far.

You said that if the damage reached 1160 after a few points, Lin Xingpeng might not be so envious, but this time he directly broke through the total damage of 1200. For a while, Lin Xingpeng is still a little hard to accept.

"Don't be envious, now that Leng Feng has this weapon, other things can be handled easily." Meng Xuan said with a chuckle.

As for weapons, as long as any Great Tang owns an artifact, it won't be a big problem to get other things done.Of course, if the requirements are too high, it will take a little effort.

"Okay, there are the last three, let's open them." Lin Xingpeng said with a white look at Meng Xuan.

"Ah."

Meng Xuan nodded, then looked away from the heaven-defying artifact just now.

I began to move the mouse to check the remaining three weapons, but luck cannot always favor Meng Xuan, and the last three did not continue the magic of the previous ones.

"No, these three weapons are too rubbish. They don't have any blue characters, and their attributes are also poor." Meng Xuan scratched his head and said.

"Well, the last three are indeed a bit rubbish." Lin Xingpeng nodded and said.

"Forget it, it's okay if you don't have it. It's enough to have an artifact, 1202, it's real cowhide." Meng Xuan said with a smile.

Seeing Meng Xuan's complacent look, Lin Xingpeng didn't bother to pay attention to Meng Xuan, returned to his seat, and started to work.

. . . . . .

In Ulu City, inside a luxuriously decorated villa.

Lu Hao sat in front of the computer by himself, watching the pictures on the computer screen constantly switching.

Lu Hao, one of the top local tyrants in Ulu City.I am about 30 years old this year, and I have already created my own world in Ulu City.

In his 30s, his net worth has reached hundreds of millions. This is definitely a very outstanding young man.

After more than ten years of hard work, Lu Hao also began to be free.

When he was free, Lu Hao planned to play a game to pass the time.

When I thought about it, I thought of Fantasy Westward Journey.

Lu Hao also played Fantasy Westward Journey back then, to be precise. In 04, Fantasy Westward Journey had just opened its server, and Lu Hao, who was studying in university, was exposed to this game for the first time.

And at that time, relying on his own efforts, he also had a good reputation on the server he was on before.

Ghost Scholar, perhaps not many people know this name.But at that time Lingyun Palace was one of the top figures.

The reason is very simple. At that time, in the server of Lingyun Temple, the player who upgraded the fastest was Ghost Scholar, the official of Tang Dynasty.

While others were still worrying about upgrading to level 80, Ghost Scholar arrived at level 85 early, and the price was far ahead of others.

Therefore, the early players of Lingyun Temple have more or less heard of the ghost scholar.

However, this phenomenon only lasted for half a year.

By the middle of 04, Ghost Scholar, the Tang Dynasty, had slowed down his pace of upgrading. While others were upgrading rapidly, Ghost Scholar's account was still standing still.

Slowly, the ghost scholar fell out of the top ten in the experience list.

Originally, a ghost scholar who had been online for ten or even twenty hours was getting shorter and shorter.

From a dozen hours of online time slowly to eight hours, then to three hours, then to half an hour, until it completely disappeared before everyone's eyes.

The Ghost Scholar account belongs to Lu Hao, but when Fantasy Westward Journey was open beta, Lu Hao was already a senior. After half a year of experience, Lu Hao spent more and more time on Fantasy Westward Journey due to a series of problems such as internship graduation. Little, and eventually completely gave up on the game.

It wasn't that Lu Hao didn't want to continue playing Fantasy Westward Journey, but that in the choice between career and game, Lu Hao resolutely chose career.

Fight for time spent playing games.

Now that he has been struggling for more than ten years, Lu Hao is completely free.

After being free, Lu Hao immediately returned to Fantasy Westward Journey.

On the current Eagle Ridge server, I successfully bought a 159 account and started the return trip.

An empty number of 159, perhaps for ordinary people, it may take a long time to get this number right.

But for Lu Hao, having money can make many things very simple.

Especially in the aspect of buying equipment to brush babies.

In just two months, Lu Hao successfully turned an empty account he just bought into a top-notch 159-level account.

After all the equipment and babies were done, a top-notch Apocalypse Datang appeared on the Eagle Ridge server.

And the name of this Datang is Ghost Scholar.

The reason for changing this name is that Lu Hao still misses his previous account. Although he can't find and remember his previous account, it is a good choice to get back an identical Datang.

"This Leng Feng anchor is really unlucky. Why didn't he find anything today? There are so many resources, all of them are blown up." Lu Hao said, looking at Meng Xuan who was digging high-level treasure maps.

. . . . . .

"Ah, Huadou? Ding Sanshi, are you sure you're not playing with me? I almost dug up a cart full of Huadou." Meng Xuan scratched his head depressedly and said.

I don't know what happened today. It has been almost five hours since the live broadcast started.During these five hours, Meng Xuan received thirty or not fifty waves of resources.

But with this wave of resources, the result can only be described as horrible.

"Uh, okay. The high-level treasure maps of these two cars are considered to be blown up. There is only one high-level spell crit, one high-level anti-shock, and one high-level luck. Two high-level treasure maps only produced three beasts. , It’s uncomfortable.” Meng Xuan scratched his head and said.

"Leng Feng is big, I want to cry. I saved two months of living expenses, and it's cold. I will eat instant noodles for the next two months." The water friend who provided resources said with a sad face.

(End of this chapter)