spirit walker

Chapter 780

Chapter 780

Mozong's organ city.

At the mouth of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yuanqing held a golden shield, stepped with his legs on the horse, and his knees sank, resisting the oncoming arrows.

Ten meters away, Empress Sandaoshan drew her bow sideways, and strands of golden light spewed out from her green onion fingers, condensing into arrows.

Every time she shoots an arrow, the strong wind blows up the gorgeous skirt and strokes the flowing long hair, which is beautiful and rusty.

"嗙嗙嗙"

The arrow slammed into the shield, making a muffled and piercing sound, splashing golden debris.

Suddenly, Empress Sandaoshan withdrew her bow and arrow, and in an instant, she flew to Zhang Yuanqing's side, and the golden light in her palm turned into a three-foot green sharp edge, stabbing at the disciple's waist.

Zhang Yuanqing hastily shifted his shield to block, and with his other hand condensed a long knife, stabbing Mie Zu in the chest of Empress Sandaoshan.

The old clapper didn't even try to avoid it, and stabbed Zhang Yuanqing's neck straight with his sword in a posture that could block the edge of the knife with a few pounds of flesh on his chest.

Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to draw back the sword, avoiding the edge of the sword with an iron bridge, and was about to straighten his waist and kick the opponent, but the old clapper drew back the sword, and said coldly:

"Yinyao, forty lashes!"

Princess Yinyao, who was sitting cross-legged watching the battle not far away, grabbed the black long whip surrounded by yin energy, jumped up excitedly, and ran towards the nominal junior and real master.

"Wait!" Zhang Yuanqing was not convinced, "What did I do wrong?"

Although the old clapper looks like a fairy and has a charming figure, he is also an out-and-out strict teacher. Zhang Yuanqing has been whipped to death in the past few days.

Every time he was slapped by Princess Yinyao, he had to lie down for half an hour before recovering.

——Old Clapper gave Yin Yao a very high-quality saint item, which was specially designed to draw spirit bodies.

"The switching of weapons is too slow, and the use of the divine power of the sun is not proficient enough." The old clapper gave reasons.

"It was clearly agreed to switch weapons in a quarter of an hour, but it was you, Master, who made it five minutes earlier, and I was not prepared at all." Zhang Yuanqing argued.

They agreed, swords against swords, guns against sticks, shields against bows and arrows!

In this way, the proficiency of the divine power of the sun is strengthened.

"If it is really used to perfection, the weapons can be gathered at will, and no preparation time is required." The old clapper said lightly.

"That's also twenty lashes, how can you increase the clock without permission?" Zhang Yuanqing still refused to accept it.

"What extra clock?" The old clapper frowned and reprimanded:

"Don't tell me the common sayings in this world. The other [-] hits are your act of shrinking back. You have been reminded by the teacher many times. If you want to cultivate the divine power of the sun to the peak, you must be strong and domineering, domineering and meritorious. Yan Jia. If you don’t even have the courage to burn jade and stone together, what kind of power do you cultivate?”

She knew that Yuanshi Tianzun was not lacking in stamina, but he was too slippery on weekdays, and he was also slippery in battle. He was unwilling to suffer losses, unwilling to face head-on, so he was not domineering enough.

Without waiting for Zhang Yuanqing to explain, the old clapper continued to reprimand:

"Yinyao told me that your nickname in Jianghu is 'Tianzun of props', and you are covered with gaudy magic weapons, coupled with the fighting style of a star official, you like to use tools to plan strategies behind the scenes.

"Many talented night wandering gods will encounter bottlenecks when they are promoted to the Golden Crow. It is because they cannot get rid of their previous fighting habits and temperament, which makes them unable to smelt the divine power of the sun and become the body of the Golden Crow.

"Spiritual Realm Walker has the role card empowerment, so he doesn't need to worry about breaking the realm, but if you can't change your habits and match the divine power of the sun, even if you become a master, you won't be able to stand out from the crowd."

Zhang Yuanqing was convinced, "Master's words are reasonable."

He glanced at the long whip lingering in Yin Qi, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Can the forty whips be accounted for? You can give the disciple a few more days, if you still can't..."

Princess Yinyao said "Hey": "Any bargaining rhetoric is evidence of insufficient domineering. I suggest that Master add ten more times."

Zhang Yuanqing said loudly: "The disciple is willing to be punished!"

Yinyao, you sixth son!

Princess Yinyao brandished the whip and happily slapped the master.

Sandaoshan Empress watched coldly, and said:

"There are still seven days before the killing dungeon. I hope that you will become the day of the Golden Crow and surpass most of your peers. Otherwise, you will not be worthy of being my disciple."

She is old and has a child, her expectations for Yuanshi Tianzun are much higher than Yinyao, Yinyao is considered useless, and what will happen in the future depends purely on what Yuanshi Tianzun can achieve.

Bishop Bing.

In the Gobi in the northwest, loess houses stand in disorder, forming a small village that looks backward.

Among the eight great generals, the only remaining ones are the arrogant general, the violent general, and the six-fingered general. They walked through the narrow village path together and came to the viewing platform on the mountainside.

The King of Fear and the King of Demonic Eyes sat at a round table drinking. On the table were a pile of stewed edamame, a pile of stewed peanuts, a plate of pork head meat, pig tongue, and pig ear meat.

General Liuzhishen was the first to ask:

"Heavenly King, what orders do you have from us!"

Without orders, I went back to rolling the dice.

General Liuzhishen was addicted to gambling, and just now he was gathering with his congregation to gamble, when he was summoned by the King of Fear, he was extremely impatient and annoyed.

Wearing a suit and wearing silver earrings, the King of Fear asked while peeling edamame:

"I heard from Yinyue that the three of you plan to participate in the killing dungeon?"

General Six Fingers nodded:

"Yuanshi Tianzun is dead, and Fu Qingyang was promoted to master in the killing dungeon in the middle of the year. The end of the year is a gap period. The only ones who can be our enemies in the lawful camp are Jiang Ju and Huang Taiji.

"I bet them both that Bishop Bing will definitely add another Heavenly King to the dungeon this time."

Demon Eye Heavenly King sneered: "Do you think you can defeat fear, or me, or one of Extermination and Ghost Sword? No matter how many Bing Bishops dominate, there will always be only four Heavenly Kings."

The three generals looked unconvinced, but they didn't dare to talk back.

The King of Fear flicked the peeled edamame into his mouth, and said, "Bing Bishop will not participate in the killing dungeon at the end of the year."

"Why?" The three generals were taken aback.

The King of Fear said: "For you to live a few more years, of course, if you have to participate, I will not stop it. This is your freedom, but I hope you will be obedient."

He waved his hand, didn't bother to explain, and sent the three generals away.

Demon Eye Heavenly King watched the three of them leave, and looked at fear, "Since you guessed that he is not dead, why didn't you call the high-level leaders of the Nihilism Sect and Psionic Society to discuss hunting him down, just like the dungeon killing in the middle of the year."

The King of Fear sighed:

"He is a pinnacle saint, possessing the abilities of the two major professions of Night Tourist and Illusionist. There are a large number of top-quality props in the saint stage, and there are ghosts and spirit servants of the same level to help out. In the saint stage, there is no power to Kill him, even rule props. Since you can't stop him, you can only avoid him.

"A master at level 7 can't affect the overall situation. Even if he imitates Fu Qingxuan, he still needs a year of growth. The lawful camp doesn't have this time."

However, he didn't intend to tell the Psionic Society and the Nihilism Sect about this matter. It would not be a bad thing to cut down the middle-level power of the two organizations.

Demon Eye Heavenly King grabbed a handful of pork head and stuffed it into his mouth: "How is your injury?"

"It's nothing serious, it's just a scrape, and I lost some of my strength, so I can recover." The King of Fear has a serious expression: "I used to underestimate the Five Elements Alliance. However, although it did not meet expectations, the Wind and Thunder Gods have been eliminated. made money."

The magic eye took the opportunity to inquire about the news: "What plans does the evil camp have next?"

The king of fear raised the corners of his mouth: "There is no plan, just live a good life."

Demon Eye King: "Hehe."

Fear King: "Hehe."

Capital, Taiyi Gate.

In the courtyard full of history, Yin Ji sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree, with a golden pill on her lap. The golden pill released strands of light golden breath, which entered the nasal cavity as she breathed out, condensing the viscera.

This is the residence of Elder Hongying. As the killing dungeon approached, Yin Ji moved from the high-end apartment to the teacher's residence, and practiced the Pure Yang Cleansing Record with her.

It is mainly to practice with the help of the opponent's divine power of the sun.

After the physical body of the Red Sun executioner was annihilated, the Taiyi Sect suddenly became busy. The elders went out every day, either to deal with sect affairs or to hold meetings with the top leaders of the Five Elements League.

The rhythm became fast and tight, a state of war coming.

After the incident of the Wind and Thunder Gods, the lawful camp realized that the days of peace are over, and in the future, the evil camp's plots and actions will follow one after another.

Some things must be prepared for a rainy day and can no longer be passively accepted.

A quarter of an hour later, Yin Ji, who was drenched in sweat, stopped. Her face was flushed, beads of sweat were dripping from the tip of her nose, and her temple hair was close to her cheeks.

If you continue to practice, the divine power of the sun will scald your internal organs.

"Where did you get the secret method?" Elder Hongying's voice came from beside him:

"Exquisite, it is the secret method of the ancient practitioners who have been tempered for a few days. If you read it correctly, this method is equivalent to the main method. If you submit it to the sect, you can return a top-grade item and pass the level. The killing dungeon has even greater confidence."

Yin Ji's expression darkened: "The Pure Yang Body Washing Record was sold to me by Yuanshi Tianzun. I can only practice it myself, and it cannot be leaked. This is an additional condition of the transaction."

Elder Hongying has extremely high moral standards. Seeing what the student said, he stopped insisting and said instead:

"You have the pure yang cleansing record to accompany you, so you have some hope of being promoted to the master, but it is still not high. Whether it is Jiang Ju or Huang Taiji, relying on the power of blood, they are slightly stronger than you, and the peak saint of the evil profession By.

"And there are only three master-level quotas. Alas, if Yuanshi Tianzun is still alive, based on your friendship with him, you can occupy one of the three quotas."

Just like the killing dungeon of the Transcendent Realm, a group of newcomers followed Yuanshi Tianzun to advance smoothly.

Yin Ji said softly: "Do everything according to the fate."

Songhai, a certain apartment.

In the room with the curtains tightly closed, clay pots are placed on the floor, and the pots are full of poisonous snakes and centipedes. The colors are colorful, and the air is filled with poisonous miasma.

Wearing a white vest and dark trousers, Madoka sat cross-legged on the bed, closing her eyes and breathing out miasma.

Her eyebrows and eyes are still cold and beautiful, but there is a touch of enchantment, if she puts on black lip balm, she will be a beautiful female fairy.

"Dong dong!"

There was a knock on the door, followed by a deep voice: "Xiaoyuan, it's me."

Xiaoyuan opened her eyes, a flash of purple flashed in her pupils, she got up and got out of bed, grabbed her coat and put it on, and opened the bedroom door.

Standing at the door was an unruly and gloomy young man with sword-browed and star-eyed eyes. The childishness on his face had faded, and there was more submission and ferocity of a superior in his eyes.

"The killing dungeon will be in a few days. Does he have any explanation?" Kou Beiyue asked in a deep voice.

Madoka shook her head.

Kou Beiyue frowned immediately, pondered for a moment, and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, he should participate in the killing dungeon. With him around, it's not a big problem for you to be promoted to master."

Longing and longing flashed in Xiaoyuan's eyes, "Young Master Huo and Young Master Huang have a good relationship with him. If we weigh the pros and cons, it would be better to give them the quota."

"Then he doesn't have you in his heart," Kou Beiyue sneered, "I'll wring his head off."

Xiaoyuan looked at him a few times, and said with a smile: "Being the boss for a few months, have you forgotten what your last name is?"

Kou Beiyue snorted: "I'm just here to take a look, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Five Elements League F4 group chat.

The group leader Ling Jun bubbled: [@江居@黄太密, can you two be promoted to master this year? 】

The chat group was established by Playboy, and the other three young masters couldn't stand the group name, and usually refused to bubble up.

[Jiang Ju: Can you change the group chat?How many times have I told you that I want to take a taxi and beat you up. 】

[Huang Taiji: Jiang Ju can do it, I'm a little difficult. 】

Huang Taiji is a nail in the killing dungeon. He enters every year, but he can't be promoted every year. This is a disadvantage brought about by his professional characteristics.

If the output is not enough, it will be difficult to get the top spot in the distribution. Of course, there will be no danger.

[Lingjun: It's a pity, if Yuanshi is still there, the father-son relationship between the two of you will definitely guarantee your promotion. Well, if he is here, I guess it will be me first. 】

[Fu Qingyang: Are you still not going to participate this time? 】

[Ling Jun: Life is short, there are many good things, and upgrading is the least important thing, so taking risks for this reason is not for the wise. 】

【Fu Qingyang: Oh, just don't regret it. 】

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

Promote the book: "Two Realms: From the Opening of Guan Gong's Eyes"

Had a headache, tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so I simply pretended to die, got up and typed, and now, let me write a chapter as hell, and the delayed update should be treated as if it didn't exist.

　Pushing a friend's new book "Two Realms: From the Opening of Guan Gong's Eyes", Huang Huai, who has the ability to travel through the two realms, watched countless ordinary people in this world rely on worshiping various gods, and cast their faith in gods to fight against demons and evil spirits.

(End of this chapter)