Lolo was falling, like a gravity-free bubble. The young grassland elves looked at the bizarre world outside the bubble, looking at the strange and disgusting creatures with curiosity and anxiety.

A sound came, and Lolo adjusted his body and saw a big man in a weird way. He had long black hair, his clothes as big as a robe, with wide cuffs and ground-to-ground hem. Lolo didn't know what he was saying, but he thought it would be very pleasant.

But the next second, joy turned into a wail. Lolo noticed that his limbs began to transform, his fingers turned into synapses, his shoes fell off in the transformation, revealing his purple flesh, and his clothes began to dissolve, revealing a slow and firm transformation process.

Lolo covered his face because he saw the already thick organ grow a terrible barb, and saw the strong body turn into purple pieces of flesh. Finally, the terrible creature that transformed into purple flesh all over his body and flew to the distance.

Then as if he had broken through something, Lolo began to feel his speed faster. He began to burn outside the bubble wall wrapped around him. Through the clouds, Lolo saw the earth, the city, and the pure sky.

“10 meters.”

In a trance, Lolo suddenly thought of the conversation between his good friend Nanamo.

"What?"

"10 meters, this is calculated. The average speed of our grassland elves when they fell from the sky."

"What are you paying attention to in your daily life, Nanamo."

"Because I want to know how long it takes for Lolo in Feixing City to meet me every day."

Ah, yes, I don’t know if I can see you anymore. My friend, Lolo, who is sitting down on a traffic boat every day, thinks of this, and then as he looks closer and closer to the ground, he falls into a coma.

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"The first time I've been to the famous competition, how about it? Are you very nervous, little guys?" the senior sister who led the team stood in front of the gangway and asked with a smile.

"Nervous!" said all the little guys.

Lolo wiped his nose. Twenty years ago, he came to the plane called Ayarok and became a cute boy called the grassland elves. Ten years ago, he came to this world inexplicably during a traffic boat flight, and was eventually rescued by a senior sister of his sect, avoiding the ending of falling to death.

What I saw in that bubble was the ascension of an evil cultivator. I think he would not have thought that his ascension would eventually lead to the end of becoming a chaotic minion... It's ridiculous. The so-called powerful man finally ascended to heaven and became someone else's dog. This world is really interesting.

"Okay, we're opening the gangway. Junior sister, let these children go down to see the monk culture of our Tang Dynasty." Another senior brother said with a smile, so the senior sister opened the door: "Down one by one, Luo Luo, you are the oldest, you lead the team."

"Yes, senior sister." Luo Luo was the first to walk off the flying boat. On the magic weapon of the automation flip stairs, Luo Luo saw a large square. Some people took the magic weapon to fly across the sky, and some aliens walked through the downtown city. In the center of the square, a group of monks and nuns were walking towards the lecture platform.

Behind them, a large fantasy sky was opening, and countless strongmen appeared, holding various instruments, including drums, bells, gongs, horns, and many instruments that Lolo could not call their names.

I thought it would be a mantra, but the first ringtone rang, when the horn was blown, when the drum was beaten, and when the first sentence "Om Mani Padme Hum" sang by the forty-eight monks and nuns ended, Lolo almost fell off the magic weapon of the automation flip ladder.

Isn’t this a damn puppet romance in the movie version of Ghost in the Shell? Wait a minute, why is this song so surprisingly... good?

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"Just just now, the forty-eight Immortals Niu sang very nicely." A little guy said.

"Look, it seems to be Senior Brother Zong Ming." A little guy shouted excitedly at the huge fantasy scene.

Luo Luo raised his head and said that the little guy who had just been sung by some Buddhist scriptures and almost forgot the original singer saw Senior Brother Zong Ming in the Fantasy Scene.

"The Tang Dynasty needs you! Come and join the Tang Dynasty's Western Regions Protectorate Palace! The Tang Dynasty Imperial Guard needs every aspiring person!"

OK, this is the legendary recruitment advertisement.

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"To the west of the Tang Dynasty, there is a country of extraterritorial demons. These evil creatures think about invading the Tang Dynasty every day. In the eastern part of the Tang Dynasty, the self-transformed puppet bones want to invade us all day long, but they are not the confidant troubles of the Tang Dynasty, nor are they extraterritorial demons, not puppet bones, nor the green-skinned monsters in the southern border, nor those chaos and evil cultivators who believe in evil gods. The biggest enemy is inside us." Senior Brother Zong Ming on the stage was wearing the Taoist robe. Although he was majestic, he still had unconcealed fatigue.

"Since our Taoist sect was captured by His Majesty, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty forty thousand years ago, countless sages and patriots have died in the battle against many enemies, but there are still villains slandering us! Those people call themselves Confucian Party!" Senior Brother Zong Ming said.

"The Confucian Party divides two schools of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Those who cultivate themselves have no virtue and do everything evil, but use their official body and so-called fame to cover up their depravity. The ordinary art of looking for people and asking about qi cannot be explored at all. The school of self-cultivation is different from the school of self-cultivation. They do not respect force, but mainly use warmth of personality and humanity. However, this school ignores the evil nature of self-cultivation and is often enemies of our Taoist sect!"

"Dear students, you choose the way yourself, but Zong Ming asked himself that you are good at it, so please remember what you should do as a Taoist sect."

"For the paradise!"

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"Speaking of this, Luo Luo, the senior brothers in Tiangongfang have been having headaches for your combat armor. You have not grown up for a long time. I heard from the elders in the sect that you are of the outer race, and are you the only being of the same species as you?"

"Yes, there are some people taller than me, some people shorter than me, and I... are the average height of the entire race." Lolo put his hands on his hips, and his face was the last conscience of Fang Erduo.

"But the combat armor cannot be made too small. Whether it is a magic array or a magic weapon inlay, it is all a big trouble. I heard that the senior brother from Tiangongfang has already broken the third chest front plate armor for you this month, and it was all wrong when carving the magic array."

"You can't blame me for being a little bitch." Looking at the senior sister in front of you, Luo Luo said seriously. In fact, he wanted to make the senior brother Tiangongfang, who was not far away, understand that some things would be useless even if he beat him up.

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"They all said that the evil cultivators ascend, there are fairies to greet each other, and the gongs are resounding throughout the world. Is this really the case?" said the senior sister.

"If they love to believe, let them believe." You definitely don't know that after the evil cultivators ascend to the chaotic evil gods, they will be dogs for those chaotic evil gods... Well, not all evil cultivators can be dogs. For example, the guy I saw when I entered this world, he couldn't even do dogs. He accepted the love of Chaos but failed to seize the opportunity of "evolution". He could only be the lowest level of Chaos egg. There was no reincarnation and the soul was imprisoned in the body. Even if he was killed, he would be reborn in the chaotic subspace very quickly.

"But why don't we envy them?"

"Because our souls bound by gravity unexpectedly have freedom and self." The old man who was sweeping the ground outside the main hall said with a smile.

"Great Elder!" The senior sister was very surprised.

"Great Elder!" Lolo lowered his head.

"We cultivate immortals, not for genius treasures, nor for the sake of the people of this world. We have so many enemies that we must unite to live in such a harsh world. Some people do not have talent, but we have, so that is why those mortals worship us and eat the king's salary, and they should fight for the king." The old man said this, and looked up at the two young people: "This is what my master told me. At that time, I was only ten years old and had just started... You guys, it's time to come."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because a hundred years ago, the tide of destruction invaded, and the Chaos General opened the Western Regions. My fellow disciples of my generation ushered in a long thirty-year war... Eleven of the thirteen emperors died in battle, and our various sects died in scattered... You really have encountered a good time."

Watching the great elder leave with the fallen leaves, the senior sister looked down at Luo Luo: "What if we had this day too?"

"It's time to fight." Lolo looked up at his senior sister: "Those cultists may have a dream come true, but mortals like us have no way out. Since they are coming to defile the world, then... let's go ahead and make plans first."

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Luo Luo lowered his head, and the flying boat was silent. All the brothers and sisters had entered the delivery coffin. He was the only one wearing the smallest battle armor and holding a helmet that was larger than his head. The photo of the senior sister was hanging on the wall.

"I've arrived at the location! Luo Luo!" The words of the senior brother who controlled the flying boat came from the front of the flying boat.

"I understand, start sending." Luo Luo said.

He raised his head and looked at the senior sister's smile on the photo left by the quick photo magic weapon, Luo Luo also smiled.

"Sister sister, our luck is actually not very good. The pursuit of pleasure by those Confucian self-cultivation schools finally ignited the divine fire of the new evil god. The Chaos Evil God named Slaanes transformed the land north of Chang'an into purgatory. The last Confucian spirit cultivation team had already disappeared from the national defense line north of Chang'an... The demons from the extraterritorial world opened the door again. The Chaos had attacked Yumen Pass for a full ten years. Every year, the number of deaths of the fellow disciples of the same sects was countless... The tide of death of the puppet bones swept across the Thousand Islands of the East God. We have lost the news of the Fusang Islands. I am afraid that Senior Brother Li and the others are already in danger."

Speaking of this, Lolo threw his helmet aside and stood in the airborne position.

"Those green-skinned monsters are going crazy, and the creatures in the south are suffering... I don't know how the elders and the others are in the south... Senior sister, do you still remember what we said back then? In this ten years, we have been fulfilling our loyal duties, but we still haven't surrendered. The world has not yet reached the time to sink."

The coffins began to throw out the flying boats one by one. Luo Luo closed his eyes. When he was sent out of the flying boat, Luo Luo opened his eyes and was full of brothers who were manipulating combat magic weapons. There were wailing and screaming flying chaos everywhere. They chased each other and killed each other. The bloody sky and bloody earth. From time to time there were large-scale magic on the surface of the earth, either swept or annihilated. The chaotic legion was like a tide that could not see the end, eroding the defense line composed of flesh and blood by mortals.
Chapter completed!