World of Warcraft Invasion Marvel

Chapter 90 Dragon Bone Seal
(Or shielding? Well, Chapter 88 shields two words, the first is "beast", and the second is "abuse"...)
The thick soil isolates the inside and outside, forming a natural isolation layer.

The sound coming in from the outside is like a WiFi signal separated by three walls, which has been attenuated to the extreme, and ordinary people can't hear it at all.

But Lao Wang can hear it.

He has heard countless bed quakes, ship quakes, earthquakes, air quakes, and cloud quakes in World of Warcraft. He has also heard similar voices and different languages ​​in the past 18 years. While becoming a language expert, he He has already trained his ears to the point where he can "hear the flowers bloom and snow fall, and the blood flow and heartbeat".

A month ago, he may not be as good as "Daredevil" Matt in his five senses except eyesight, but today, under the nourishment of Miss Sister's essence, his skin is more tender, fairer and smoother. His cultivation has returned to the level of the early days of his previous life, and his five senses are by no means inferior to Matt.

But since you can see it with your own eyes, why use your ears through the walls?
Seeing may not be believing, but what you hear is more likely to be false.

Most importantly, among the six senses of eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, his hearing is actually the worst.

The best thing is certainly not eyesight.

"Seeing" at the soul level does not rely on eyesight.

The body is real and material, while the soul is illusory and energy.

The thick layer of soil is the cage that was blasted out, and it is also the best shelter for the body.

Pharaoh's dual soul and body skills, and Zen pilgrimage, the two skills are originally one. In order to use those unsatisfactory adventurers, he split the soul out of body and soul body dual control skills into two. Necessary nerfs were made.

Now that the two are reunited, Lao Wang manipulates his true energy to protect his body from harm, while his soul goes out of his body, passing through the barriers of walls and soil layers.

"See" everything.

"Listen" to everything.

Perceived everything.

"Hey, it's quite lively... This is going to be an internal strife!"

This is a large space, equivalent to a basketball court, with brackets and beams supporting the top everywhere, and four groups of people stand in different positions.

The ones closest to the entrance are about 20 blacks, carrying the same pitch-black submachine guns, shotguns, individual bazookas or grenade launchers, blending into the environment under the dim light, as indistinguishable as marinated eggs .

On the left of the black man is almost the same number of Japanese, dressed in black, holding a Japanese sword made of fine steel in their hands, and a pistol hanging on their waist.

On the right is a larger number of white people, all dressed in white, each holding a sword.

Behind them were about 50 white men in suits and leather shoes, all armed with guns.

Each group has a leader, which is the four fingers of the Hand:
The black curly-haired African warlord "Sowanda", the sword master "Botu" who always has a smile on his face, the top ninja "Murakami" who is the opposite of Botu with a cold face, and the graceful, solemn and elegant high society lady "Ariel" Sandra".

They are far away from each other, obviously on guard.

And behind everyone, there is a wall.

To be precise, it is a huge stone prison, with a length and width of more than 30 meters and a height of more than [-] meters. The surrounding area has been emptied, and it looks like a huge stone cube, the largest coffin in the world.

Every wall is engraved with complicated words.

It was a kind of hieroglyphic characters that Lao Wang did not know at all. It looked somewhat similar to traditional Chinese characters in ancient China, similar to the oldest oracle bone inscriptions. It was an abstract expression of specific things, but the specific meanings were obviously different——

Those are Kunlun's characters, and they are also Kunlun's runes.

Every rune contains a very powerful energy, which is a special kind of "Qi", which the old king has never seen before, which makes ordinary runes possess some incredible power, which is similar to that of Warcraft. The world's inscriptions and spell runes are somewhat similar.

The sum of all the runes turned this huge stone prison into a seal.

The seal of the keel.

Only the power of an iron fist can open it.

There are traces of explosions everywhere on the ground. The shallow earthquake a few hours ago was obviously caused by the explosion. An explosion of this intensity did not cause even the slightest damage to the stone prison. It is conceivable how strong it is.

"It's amazing." Old Wang said with emotion.

With a strong enough spirit, it is easy for him to perceive the powerful energy contained in the stone prison, far surpassing "Panda Jiuxian" Lao Chen and "Blood-vomiting Master" Zhu Taran. Three or five grades.

What's more, Shilao is not independent.

No matter how powerful the seal is, it will gradually weaken as time passes by.

Perhaps hundreds of thousands of years have passed, but the stone prison is still strong because it has been replenished with energy from the inside, from the sealed keel.

The stone prison and the keel form a whole.

If you want to forcibly break the stone prison, you must forcibly defeat the dual power of that generation of iron fist and keel.

This is definitely not something that ordinary people and ordinary bombs can do, and even those superheroes who are not particularly powerful can never do it.

With such a huge keel, this dragon from Kunlun must have lived for hundreds of thousands of years. The accumulation of thousands of years is definitely not something that Danny Rand and his ilk can defeat. A thousand Danny is not enough.

"No wonder you need an iron fist..."

Iron Fist is a key, a code.

Even a key carved out of wood can open the seal as long as it matches.

Old Wang even had some doubts:
The keel of the seal is most likely prepared by a certain generation of Iron Fist, or the elders of Kunlun, for future generations of Iron Fist.

"Is the black sky not there?"

Lao Wang looked around, but he didn't find another black space besides Erica, the teenage boy investigated by S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Could it be on the top? Could it be that Hei Kong... personally participated in the massacre?"

Pharaoh frowned slightly and didn't care.

Four fingers, four kung fu masters who have mastered "Qi", each of them has almost a handful of strength, and the four of them are even qualified to challenge the Defenders Alliance.

This is nothing.

The problem is that there are still more than 100 elites with knives, swords and guns.

It's nothing.

For the grand master who has recovered [-]% of his true qi, it is nothing more than the difference between the death mine and the scarlet monastery after graduation from the dark temple.

There is only one enemy that really makes him afraid:
black empty.

Erica, who had just been revived in the TV series, beat up the Defenders all by herself, and a certain weakest iron fist was no match at all.

However, the black sky is not there.

Lao Wang thought about it for two seconds, then floated behind a certain black man, and breathed lightly.

……

……

With two chains wrapped around his body, Robbie walked towards a sewer alone according to Skye's guidance.

Although the "Spirit of Vengeance" strongly protested against this, how could the majestic Ghost Rider get into the sewer like a little mouse, but Robbie, who learned to meditate from Lao Wang, has already embarked on the road of spiritual cultivation——

In an analogy, ghost knights are not similar to death knights, but somewhat similar to warlocks. They can borrow the power of other evil existences, but in the end, whether they control it or be controlled by it depends on their own efforts.

When the Spirit of Vengeance is not strong enough, Robbie occupies a dominant position because of his connection with the physical body.

However, just as he walked to the entrance of the sewer, Skye's voice came from the earphone:
"Robbie, go to the upper floors of the building! Black Sky is on the upper floors, Agent Romanov has been abused, Matt and the others are about to be overwhelmed!"

"The target of the 'Beast' is Erica! She is more suitable to be the container of the 'Beast' than that little boy. She is more mature, healthier, stronger, and wilder!"

"The 'Beast' has already killed many people and accumulated a lot of strength. Once it abandons the current container and occupies Erica's body, New York will usher in a massacre!"

Upon hearing this, the voice of the Vengeful Spirit immediately rang in Robbie's mind: "Listen to me, boy, we can't beat the 'beast' at all now. There is a Chinese proverb that says 'It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years', I think Let's find a place to hide first, and I will take you to judge the evil, and after killing tens of thousands of people, we will come back and find the 'beast' to settle the score!"

Robbie's footsteps faltered: "You can also speak Chinese?"

The Spirit of Vengeance chuckled: "That's right! I've lived for hundreds of millions of years, and I can speak all the languages ​​on Earth. Counting the dialects, there are at least a few thousand..."

Robbie snorted and quickened his pace: "Are you considered a gentleman?"

The spirit of vengeance froze,
Suddenly feel extremely irritable.

　Thank you for the 500 tip from "Can you not regret it" and the 100 tip from "Mortal World is Like Chess".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)