Look at the live broadcast room with so much enthusiasm.
Almost crazy barrage.
Zhao Gongming is also in high spirits.
Vanity was greatly satisfied.
After all, who doesn't like to be flattered and called husband by hundreds of millions of people?
"Okay!"
Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh suddenly.
He roared with arrogance.
"Since the family members are so enthusiastic, the anchor is willing to risk everything today!"
"Let's draw another one!"
"Get a freshly baked Abstract Magic Treasure for free!"
"Three, two, one, screenshot!"
The light curtain freezes.
Zhao Gongming glanced at the glittering winning ID and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Congratulations to this fellow Daoist named Little Sun Shooting Expert!"
"Winning this Abstract Magic Treasure grand prize!"
"Please send me a private message backstage... OMG?!"
Zhao Gongming hasn't finished speaking yet.
Tear!
The space in front of him seemed to be made of paper.
It was torn apart violently.
A man with a huge bow on his back and bulging muscles.
A big man with a wild and evil spirit all over his body.
Jumped directly out of the space crack.
Landed steadily in front of Zhao Gongming.
The person who came was surprisingly Witch Race, the top wizard Hou Yi!
Zhao Gongming was stunned. He leaned back tactically and pointed at Hou Yi.
"No... you came too fast, didn't you?!"
"I just finished taking the screenshot, and your space jump has arrived?"
"You have been squatting on the Internet cable in front of my house?"
Hou Yi scratched the back of his head.
He smiled, his face full of excitement and enthusiasm.
"Brother Zhao... ah no, Senior Brother Zhao!"
"I'm not afraid of being a step too late."
"The magic weapon was robbed by someone else!"
"This is the power of Abstract Magic Treasure."
"When I was at the Pangu Hall, I watched big brother Di Jiang show off every day."
"I'm really greedy!"
"I finally got the chance to win today."
"I can't bear to miss a second!"
Saying that, Hou Yi turned around skillfully.
From the space crack that has not yet been closed.
Like pulling out a carrot.
He forcefully pulled out a figure even bigger than him.
A big man with an honest face.
It is Dawu Kuafu!
Hou Yi patted Kuafu's generous chest.
Wink at Zhao Gongming.
A look on my face that says I know a lot about this.
"Senior brother, look, I know the rules of your live broadcast room."
"You have to demonstrate it live after you get the magic weapon, right?"
"I brought my best brother Kuafu over here!"
"Let Kuafu help me try the power of Abstract Magic Treasure in a moment!"
"I promise to cooperate and I will never let you lose the chain in the live broadcast room!"
Kuafu at this time.
He also held a half-eaten giant animal leg in his hand.
His face was full of innocence and confusion.
And a pure temperament of great resentment.
"Ah? What magic weapon should I try?"
Kuafu blinked his big eyes.
Still haven't figured out the situation.
Zhao Gongming looked at Hou Yi who offered to provide a living target.
Then he looked at Kuafu, who had a clear and stupid face.
He couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and complained crazily in his heart.
"Good guy..."
"You really know the rules!"
"This Witch Race person is trying to trick our brothers."
"It's really smoother each time."
"This is all a good trend brought about by Di Jiang!"
"Okay!"
Zhao Gongming is no nonsense either.
Now that the target is ready.
Then just get started.
"Brother Hou Yi, please wait."
"I'll go and customize it for you!"
Zhao Gongming turned around and entered the temporary refining room, and sacrificed Nine Dragon Cauldron.
A piece of innate sharp gold stone exuding the killing aura of Gengjin was invested.
After 7749.
An exaggerated shape.
The strange long bow with flashing neon strips on the bow arm is newly released.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successful refining!]
[Magic weapon name: Social Shake Bow]
[Grade: Houtian Spirit Treasure(Conceptual Grade)]
[Concept attribute: 100% hit·Spikes on limbs]
[Effect: No need for physical arrows, just draw the bow to condense the conceptual light arrows!]
[When shooting, ignore space and defense, and will 100% hit the enemy's limbs!]
[It also comes with extremely terrifying penetration and stinging effects, which will pin the enemy to the spot and force them to stand, unable to move!]
[Side Effect: Flower Hand Sharpshooter·Social Shake Battle Song!]
[Restrictions: When using the magic weapon, the user must bend his legs slightly and wildly twist his hips and shoulders to the dynamic DJ drum beats in the Social Shake standard action!]
[Line: While drawing the bow, you must use an arrogant shouting tone and sing the spell loudly!]
"Shoo, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, Social Shake!"
"Shoo, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, Social Shake!"
At the moment when the magic weapon takes shape.
The system's feedback reward made Zhao Gongming freeze.
[Ding! Trigger the supreme critical strike reward!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Chaos Godfiend·Great Immortal Yang Mei blood essence (one drop)!]
"What the hell?!"
Zhao Gongming Looking at the drop in the sea of consciousness exuding endless Space Law.
It seems to contain the silver-white essence and blood of a universe.
My eyes almost popped out of my head.
"Yang Mei Martial Uncle ancestor's essence and blood?!"
"System, are you crazy?!"
"My Yang Mei Martial Uncle ancestor is still living well in Zixiao Palace, drinking tea with Grand Tutor!"
"Where did your blood essence come from?"
"Did you take it from his old man in the air?!"
"If he finds out about this."
"Don't tear me apart and feed me into the space cracks!"
At the same time, Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, inside the Zixiao Palace.
Great Immortal Yang Mei is holding a teacup and discussing the Great Expedition plan with Hongjun.
"Ah sneeze!"
Great Immortal Yang Mei sneezed loudly.
Even the two long eyebrows dragging on the ground trembled three times.
He rubbed his nose.
A rare trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
He looked down at his arms.
"Strange..."
"How did Pindao feel just now... as if he had been bitten by a mosquito?"
"It seems that a faint trace of the original essence has been lost in the body?"
Dao Ancestor Hongjun glanced at him.
Said calmly.
"Fellow Daoist is joking, where do mosquitoes come from in this chaos?"
Great Immortal Yang Mei shook his head and laughed dumbly.
"Yes, it must be Pindao who recently deduced the world."
"I'm a little exhausted and have some illusions."
"Forget it, let's drink tea, drink tea."
Zhao Gongming fearfully put away the drop of stolen blood.
He walked out with the Social Shake Bow with flashing neon lights.
He handed the longbow to Hou Yi.
And the effect of that 100% nailing was explained in detail.
And I talked about the side effects of Social Shake.
I thought Hou Yi was a cold shooter.
Will resist such shameful actions.
However, Zhao Gongming still underestimated Witch Race's nerves which were as thick as Mount Buzhou!
"What a bow, what a bow!"
Hou Yi caressed the bow.
An extremely fanatical fighting spirit burst out in his eyes.
"Hundred Percent Hit limbs?"
"Mandatory punishment?!"
"This is simply the ultimate artifact for kite shooters!"
"With it, I can shoot Demon Race and those Mangy bird into hedgehogs!"
"Hehehe, you are indeed Brother Zhao, just look at this magic weapon!"