black wizard Zhu Peng

In the present match, after a rather strenuous battle, Zhu Peng even had to resort to the powerful Poisonous Spider King who didn't follow the command but barely defeated the opponent, maintained his own winning streak, and at the same time took the initiative to defeat the opponent. This ended this crazy challenge that lasted for two full days and two nights.

If it weren't for this crazy and straight-up ranking, it wouldn't have attracted many gamblers to watch the game.

Once again, Zhu Peng, who had harvested an extra amount of magic stones and materials, accepted it as soon as it was good, turned around and left the front-line Colosseum.In the dimly lit hall, he naturally saw the beautiful woman with black hair and white skirt holding a famous sword with sheath in one hand among a group of robed wizards: Yang Cai'er.

"Mr. Clown, you made a lot of money, right? Why don't you invite me to have a drink?"

"...Where is it? It won't really hurt the dealer of this arena. Otherwise, he would have secretly sent someone to snipe me. How can I continue the winning streak as easily as I am now. Let's go, go I can still afford to buy you two drinks." Zhu Peng bowed and stretched out his hand to make an invitation, full of Calradian aristocratic etiquette, and his gesture obviously made Yang Cai'er very happy, the corner of the girl's mouth Smiling, he raised his head in satisfaction and walked over.

At this time, Zhu Peng was wearing a clown mask, which was prepared by the underground arena for summoners from all walks of life. It was used to increase the sense of mystery, and it was something that could be worn or not.

Zhu Peng conveniently copied one and put it on his face, so he became a famous Mr. Clown.

Taking off the mask, she came to a small round table in the corner, and Yang Caier specially ordered a glass of the most expensive magic wine. After Zhu Peng sat down, she stretched out her hand and pushed a rather thick document in front of Zhu Peng:

Pansy Alec Seale

Gender: Female

Lineage: Bloodline

Occupation: Dark Wizard

Rank: Tier [-] demigod

Affiliated departments: Hand of Hell, Department of Evocation

Club Affiliation: Dark Rose, Immortal Blood

This Pansy Alec Seale is also Leila's mentor. Some time ago, Leila came to visit Zhu Peng, and the invitation that Leila extended to him was the "Dark Wizard Society" in the Black Castle World's "Hand of Prison" Immortal Blood" invitation letter.

At that time, Laila said that Zhu Pengda could get to know him through his contacts, and Zhu Peng was honest and blunt. He directly used his authority in the Chinese Samurai Association to collect as much "immortal blood" and this vampire demigod as possible. Materials related to Pansy Alec Seale.

"This vampire demigod is a well-known lesbian witch in Hell's Hand. She loves beautiful girls very much. Her famous saying is: 'In my world, there are only two kinds of people, beautiful women and useful women. Man.'" At this point, Yang Cai'er took a sip of the glass of super expensive wine, then she frowned, put the glass on the table again, and continued:

"In other words, in the eyes of this blood marquis, unbeautiful women and useless men are not human beings... they are not good people, but they are indeed a long-standing old demigod, and according to According to intelligence records, she personally led the army in the invasion of the world of the gods 200 years ago, but she was also severely injured after the defeat, and barely fled back to the wizarding world. Until now, she only dared to lick her wounds in the world of Black Castle , and even mandatory tasks are exempted by spending money.”

A badly wounded demigod, her wits usually unaffected, but far gentler than in her prime to worthy pupils.

Because the existence in this state requires more support from one's own students, which is a human principle in the normal state.

Of course, it does not rule out that there are some lunatics who become more and more insane as they get injured, and use brutal bloodthirsty to maintain their majesty and absolute authority.

"...If you ask her to be your mentor, this demigod vampire will indeed give you some guidance. After all, she also needs someone to help her. It's not too expensive to spend money to exempt from military service once or twice, but the more you have to pay in the future. The higher the price, the higher the price. Not to mention the price paid for asking for help from other people of the same rank, just the favor is not worth it. Therefore, she will probably send her outstanding disciples to help her complete the next compulsory task. According to According to our information, many disciples of this demigod have been recruiting enough outstanding wizards recently." Yang Caier also expressed her deduction after reading the information, it seems that she really did her best, and it was not simple Just gathering the basics.

"That is to say, in the next 20 years or so, as her disciple, it is very likely that she will participate in a fourth-order demigod series mission?" According to Yang Cai'er's words, Zhu Peng turned to the corresponding page of the material and found the distance from the vampire demigod at this time. The time of the next mandatory task.

"That's right, the difficulty of this kind of compulsory task varies from high to low, but the reward is also worthy of the status of a Tier [-] demigod. For Tier [-], it is of course a challenge, but it is also an opportunity."

That afternoon, Zhu Peng and Yang Cai'er chatted for a long time at the bar in the underground arena.

Then he went back to Zhu's mansion and continued to browse through the materials to learn about the Immortal Blood of the Black Wizard Society and the disposition of that vampire demigod. Gradually, he made up his mind in his heart.

The vampire has an ordinary, extravagant disposition, and became the male disciple of this Pansy Alek Seale. It is a routine benefit to have several vampire beauties around him. It just so happens that Zhu Peng is studying the anatomy of heterogeneous life during this time. Curious about the life structure of the blood race known as the "natural enemy of mankind".

Of course, this is secondary.

The most important thing is that this vampire demigod has been recuperating for 200 years, but her main focus is magic mechanics, and she is the first batch of applicants after obtaining the Sodar Goblin Civilization Will Ball from the Hand of Sin Enchantment Department. A high-level wizard who studied.

Zhu Peng can study this course for free and unlimitedly, and having a demigod who specializes in this field and has accumulated profound attainments for 200 years can save Zhu Peng a lot of detours.

……

Before making up his mind to go to the Blackcastle world of the Evocation Department of the Hand of the Prison with Laila, Zhu Peng was actually quite busy.On this day, he came to the Chinese Samurai Association with a black suitcase, but he received a personal invitation from Mr. Li Jingxuan, asking him to send an extremely rare white alchemist on the road.

When she came to the Chinese Samurai Association, Yang Caier sent a text message to Zhu Peng, saying that she had some business to deal with, so she would not come to accompany Zhu Peng today, but she was greeted by two of the five tigers and thirteen eagles at the door:

Liu Shengshuiyue and Park Hye Hee, the two girls in front of them are elite members of the younger generation of the Chinese Samurai Association.

"Brother Zhu."

"Hello Senior Brother Zhu." The crisp and sweet voice was pleasant to the ear.

"They're all my brothers, you don't need to be polite, let's lead the way, let's finish the work first."

Hearing what Zhu Peng said, Liu Shengshuiyue and Park Hye Hee took him directly to the underground prison in the dojo after saluting.A group of three people walked into the open underground stone room together. In the prison surrounded by rows of black iron doors, stone walls, and wire nooses, they vaguely heard a loud stomping sound coming from one of the cells. The ground shook like an earthquake, as if artillery were firing inside.

Zhu Peng's ears twitched. Hearing the sound, a figure appeared in his mind and heart. He was practicing fists and kicks in a closed room. The iron fist swung the strong wind and hit the surrounding walls. The shock and muffled sound was like a huge wave emptying and hitting the reef!

Bang, two soldiers with pure steel big iron guns opened the big iron gate of the prison after checking the documents of the accident of the three of them. , ten steps and one whistle, and there are countless electronic eyes monitoring all around.

Zhu Peng even found hidden magic lines in some corners of the prison, which was covered by manpower, technology, and witchcraft in an all-round way, and nothing leaked.

"Sigh, Uncle Puxi doesn't know what's going on like crazy, because he failed in a mission, he shot and killed all the juniors who followed him on that mission, and then wanted to escape, but was captured by Master Fuhui himself I came back. Originally, the task failed, although there would be some punishment, but Uncle Puxi is a precious alchemist, so he would not be severely punished, but now, Brother Zhu, you are going to execute the punishment yourself." Park Huixi said While speaking, the last big iron door slowly opened.

On a bed, a sitting figure appeared.

This Caucasian alchemist who is also the only one in the entire Chinese Samurai Association is not tall. On the contrary, he is unusually thin and dry. Sitting on the bed at this moment, there is a slight taste of indifference in his temperament , white-haired and blue-eyed, with deeply sunken eye sockets, in such a gloomy prison cell, it was like two smoldering will-o'-the-wisps, his whole body exuded a gloomy and decaying aura, as if he was about to lie in a coffin to die Fallen dying old man.

However, there are huge steel shackles around his hands and feet!

The iron rings of these steel shackles are as thick as an egg and three to four meters long, fixing his body on the walls on all sides. This is the standard equipment for restraining alchemists, especially after entering the world of wizards. Combat power, explosive power, and variety of methods have become more and more terrifying. If they are not careful, it is easy for them to break free and ascend to heaven.

Zhu Peng took out materials from the black suitcase he was carrying all the time, and drew a complicated and mysterious map of the magic array on the ground in front of the three people present, then he took out a card with a cyan grassland as the background, and drew the It was thrown into the magic circle, and the whole magic circle immediately burned with a purple flame.

Strategic card: "Soul-bound Green Grassland" spread with the effect of magic power injection, and soon enveloped everyone present in a vast illusion of grassland. The two girls present even sniffed lightly, feeling the green grass , The beautiful breath of sunshine.

In the past few days, after Zhu Peng learned about Puxi, he spent time, energy and a lot of magic materials to upgrade the realm card that was originally a blank board to level one and five, matching his official wizard level, and even In order to strengthen its grade, Zhu Peng put all the power of destiny accumulated during this period into it, almost forcibly raising it to the grade of Deep Blue.

It seems that because of the continuous improvement of one's own strength, if one does nothing, the accumulation of destiny power will become slower and slower. This may be because the stronger an individual is, the more power it will consume to change its destiny.

If it was an apprenticeship stage, the power of fate poured in would be enough to raise this strategy card to the level of a golden card, even if it was only a light gold card, it would still be of higher quality, but now it is dark blue.

Theoretically speaking, in terms of improving combat effectiveness, the strategy card "Soul-Bound Green Grassland" is not more valuable than the battle card for summoning familiars, but it has a hidden feature:

For those who die in the fantasy world of the Desperate Bone, most of the nutrients in their body will be swallowed by the Bone itself, but the Bone will also pay tribute, leaving the most precious part of the dead to its owner. This is a kind of pan-consciousness. trading behavior.

First of all, strengthening this strategic card can assist Zhu Peng to obtain more high-quality blood soul crystals, which can be used to strengthen other cards in his hand or create new cards.

In a sense, this is a type of investment that does not pay off quickly, but is better than a long-lasting return:

Soulbound Green Grassland/Desperate Bonefield (Normal/Necromancer/Dark Blue):

Mastery level: 69% (see through the truth)

Level: Level 1 Level 5

effect:

1. Drag the enemy and ourselves into the fantasy world. The higher the understanding, the stronger the power of the fantasy. When the understanding reaches the extreme value, the fantasy world will become a special domain.

2. Swallow the bones of the dead, the original state of the bones of despair will swallow the bones of the war dead in the illusion, and condense the essence to form blood soul crystals.

Inscription: Plug the shepherd to make a wish... My love, I can finally see you.

"Pussy, I respect you as a senior in martial arts, so I won't lie or deceive you. Zhu Peng, Tian is one of the five tigers of the Chinese Warrior Association. Because I practice witchcraft, I need some high-quality blood souls as materials... ...You have committed the crime of betrayal and will be executed by juniors, do you have anything else to say?"

While Zhu Peng was speaking, the iron chains that bound old Puxi's hands, feet, and limbs were all entangled and untied by the weeds on the grassland.The old white man stood up, moved his hands, feet and limbs, and made a sound like the sound of steel being reassembled.

"Iron Winged Tiger Zhu Peng? I heard that when you first joined the club, you defeated the eight-armed monk of Foshe Mountain head-on, and his heart collapsed. Since then, you have willingly become a dog of the Han people in the club. Your boxing skills and martial arts are very good. , got many true biography of Li Jingxuan, right?"

"Mr. Li and I haven't met once...but Mr. Li did teach me a lot of martial arts essentials." Zhu Peng said calmly, remembering the thick-backed machete at home.

"That kid has always been so unabashed about his likes and dislikes. He said all day long, 'Those who enter China from Di barbarians are from China'. White people, black people, even the two Korean girls and Dongying girls behind you, aren’t they raised by their fucking stepmothers?” At this point, the old white man paused for a moment, and then his wolf-like eyes snapped. It stuck on Zhu Peng's body.

"Now even the old man's life is given to you for free, kid. If you do this, will there really be a day when all the races will return?"

"90.00% of the Chinese Samurai Association is made up of Chinese people. It is not dominated by Chinese people. Is it mainly composed of foreigners who account for only [-]%? What's more, you keep saying that Mr. Li treats everyone poorly, so let me ask you a question , From the beginning to the end, did you really regard yourself as a member of the Chinese Samurai Association? I'm afraid, not necessarily." The other party wanted to argue, but Zhu Peng was not in a hurry to kill him, and eloquently in front of Liu Shengshuiyue and Park Huixi refute the other party.

When Puxi's qi and blood martial arts, spiritual will, burn to the strongest, Zhu Peng will personally snatch his blood and soul, laying a further foundation for himself.

"Hmph, hahahahahaha...you undo the iron chains that bind my hands and feet, don't you mean you want to fight me? Defeat me head-on, so that I can die convincingly?"

"If you don't want to make a move, I will kill you too. I just cherish you as a foreigner who has achieved alchemy and immortal status... Although the taste in your bones is not pure, you have also studied the Catholic Faith Law. After the abyss came Have you practiced martial arts at this level?" While the two were talking, the entire fantasy world had changed from a grassland to a dark, dead, and bone-strewn horror wasteland.

Chapter 7 Blood Boiling, Emperor Yu's Fist Seal

It is also Baodan, but there are differences between Dan and Dan.

Buddha called relics, Lao Tzu said golden elixir, and Confucianism said awe-inspiring. This has nothing to do with the earth in the 21st century of empty magic environment. Baodan is Baodan energy. The difference in appearance is very subtle, but there is an essential difference after all. .

When the external environment undergoes drastic changes, this explicit distinction gradually becomes apparent.

In the era of the wizarding world, cultivators who tend to believe in Buddhism find that they have more advantages in fighting qi and martial arts such as defense and body training. Arhats are more likely to be physically strong during the process of cultivation and obtain a body with infinite strength.

The Jindan cultivator who is biased towards Taoism has the most coordinated Qi mechanism, and the spirit and body are the most harmonious and unified under the cultivation of life and death, which leads to a long and long life, recovering while fighting, known as infinite bottom power, and the first consumption!

In the Chinese Samurai Association, the representative of Buddhism is of course the future Guangming Buddha Fuhui among the eight masters, and the representative of Taoism is Li Daoman, the mind-reading ghost, and Xu Baishan, the righteous sword.

The representative of Confucianism is Liu Jinghong, the gust of wind swordsman who has eleven concubines and enjoys all the blessings in the world. Han Fangxue, who is related to Liu Jinghong's cousin, also tends to Confucianism, just like the fire king and iron slave more or less Like Buddhism, Confucian cultivators have the most advantages in the two aspects of "thick accumulation" and "handling" after Baodan.

Of course, this kind of classification is only a relative tendency advantage. Buddhist masters may not necessarily be weak in mind, Taoist masters may not be lacking in unparalleled strength, and Confucian masters may not necessarily fail in physical fitness... The most striking example is Li Jingxuan, an all-inclusive miscellaneous family.

Li Jingxuan once defeated Fuhui and Tienu with pure physical strength, defeated Li Daoman and Xu Baishan with his superb sword skills, and then forced Liu Jinghong with his terrifying and terrifying aura. He said that he was as famous as the Chinese Warrior Association. The eight masters, in fact, No.1 hangs and beats the last seven.

If it was a life-and-death fight, it would be very difficult to say whether the second to eighth team could beat Li Jingxuan.

It’s just that many forces in the Wizarding City don’t know the tricks the Chinese use to hide their eyes. Seeing that Li Jingxuan is so fierce that he has almost no friends, they instinctively have a certain degree of fear of the seven masters behind him: they can’t even dream of it. Seven of the so-called "Eight Masters of the Chinese Samurai Association" were actually used to make up for the scene.

Although Li Jingxuan's martial arts skills are complicated, no one will say that he is a master of the magic sect... It can only be said that he is a miscellaneous master. In fact, Li Jingxuan was originally from the Hongmen Zhigong Party and a typical social person. Ordinary people don't speak much. ...Axiom often appears embarrassing in the face of power.

In the underground prison of the Chinese Samurai Association in Wizard City, Zhu Peng met Puxi, a white alchemist.

After meeting each other, Zhu Peng tasted it and felt that the taste of Puxi's Dan Jin was not right, and there was a taste like divinity.

It's as if everyone's balls are round and bright, but the ball in front of him is a prismatic shape, and the color is not right. Zhu Peng reasoned that Puxi in front of him was born in Catholicism and believed in Christ. What Jesus said was not to belittle others, but to value this line of religious martial arts.

Any martial arts system will gradually rise to the realm of exercising the mind from just exercising the body.In the era of earth civilization, from 1096 to 1291, Islamic civilization and Christian civilization collided and fought for two centuries, and the martial arts techniques extracted during this process were very terrifying.

In particular, Puxi in front of him is a master of both Chinese and Western cultures. He has divinity in his body but has been promoted to the alchemy fairyland in boxing and martial arts. Zhu Peng even had the idea of ​​capturing the opponent and dissecting him for a moment. This idea scared him too. After a jump, he dismissed it quickly...Zhu Peng didn't know that as time went by and his journey as a wizard became more and more profound, he would have more and more thoughts like this, and finally they would become reality.

At this time, the illusion of the entire soul-binding green grassland turned over and began to change into the form of night, dark wind, wasteland and ancient battlefield.

At the beginning, this realm card was a white card effect. As time went by or the blood sacrifice of the battle, it gradually turned into a blue card effect, and it is still normal now.

When the entire green grassland illusion was just unfolded, it had the effect of a dark blue card. When night fell, the wind howled, the wilderness spread, and the ancient battlefield heard the faint killing roar, the entire illusion field gradually became the blessing effect of a golden card.

At the beginning, Puxi did not know what kind of psychology he was subconsciously procrastinating for time, but as time went by, this old white alchemist found that the surrounding environment's suppression and rejection of him became more and more terrifying.

Although the green grass under his feet would grow and entangle him, for the alchemist, he broke free with a light effort. However, when the night and the dead wasteland spread in front of him, a rotten withered hand stretched out from under the ground, and the ears in front of him There were images of ghosts and Shura-like howling and roaring.

Finally, he realized that the more he procrastinated, the more hopeless he would be.

Swish!

Puxi finally made the first move. He squatted suddenly and exerted force with his feet. A circle of ripples faintly spread around his body, showing tremendous strength.

In the next moment, his figure rushed towards Zhu Peng like an arrow flying off the string.

Um! ?

Just as soon as the opponent's breath exploded, Zhu Peng immediately noticed something was wrong.

Indistinctly, Puxi's fisting spirit is dormant and burning like a huge crimson flame. The brilliance of the flame is very sacred and solemn, with a taste like a gorgeous hymn. This is the boxing spirit closely related to religion. , but although Zhu Peng didn't understand much about the religion of Christ Jesus, he also felt the strangeness in the opponent's boxing.

During this astonishment, Puxi has already passed through the space distance in an instant.

The white alchemist's arms even emitted orange-red flames from many acupoints all over his body. Afterwards, his arms coiled up like spirit snakes, his fingers spit out letters, covering Zhu Peng's face, throat, and chest. There are many large holes in the middle and so on, and a strong offensive erupts in an instant!

The movements of his hands are like the hissing sound of a snake, and the force he sends out condenses the flames. The fire snake splits the air and kills Zhu Peng.

At the same time, the powerful aura carried the meaning of a blazing flame, and Zhu Peng even smelled the smell of sulfur and lava in his mouth and nose, and covered Puxi's body with blazing flames attacking with his arms, and he had burns. The strange power of the human soul.

(This smell... devil? No, it's the devil!)

Facing Puxi's double fists in a snake shape, he displayed an offensive that resembled the bite of a hellfire snake.

Zhu Peng's horse gait was steady and steady, the blood in his body was circulating, his skin was black and blue, and the palms of his hands were drawn with each other. The inside and outside were united, and his physical strength exploded in an instant. : The momentum is like madness and thunder falls for nine days!

He leaned forward and stepped forward to attack. At this moment, his fists seemed like a green dragon rushing out of the water, smashing straight and bombarding him head-on.Behind him, the two girls Liu Shengshuiyue and Park Huixi only felt a crimson fire-like light burst violently in front of them. When they squinted their eyes slightly, Puxi, a white alchemist who is very prestigious in the Chinese Warrior Association, was like a star. Like a cannonball, it was thrown backwards by Zhu Peng's punch from the front.

The old white man flew upside down and rolled on the ground for a long distance before he stood up abruptly, but his face became paler, and the green will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes became more intense, but his arms trembled uncontrollably.

"So it's not the Catholicism of Christ Jesus... No, you really smell like a hymn. You first believed in a religion, then apostate, and finally converted to the devil of hell... What's the name of your fighting qi and martial arts?"

"... Hymn to Hell... The abyss has invaded, countless deaths have occurred, and the gods have not seen it. On the contrary, hell is closer to us. If this is the case, why should I ask for strength from the devil in hell?" Accompanied by Such words made Pussy's hellfire-like flames burn more vigorously, and even spread wildly, making him look like a blazing Pyroman.

At this moment, he also knew that facing the most terrifying and powerful enemy he had ever seen in his life, he was already displaying his strength regardless. Even if he died, he would at least drag the opponent in front of him on the road together.

"...With this kind of intention, how did you succeed in holding the alchemy? The devil who traded with you helped you? No wonder Mr. Li sent monk Fuhui to arrest you. He really beat you very hard."

He spoke softly and walked forward, but his body broke through the surrounding black mist. In the eyes of the white alchemist, the aura of the man on the opposite side became more and more terrifying. Shen Xiong:

The powerful, invincible, and vast artistic conception spread, reaching a realm that he could not imagine.In a trance, it was like watching an ancient giant slowly walk out of the mist, and the tiny manpower seemed to be unable to compete with it.

"No wonder Mr. Li doesn't agree with you dead leftovers at all in his heart, relying on mountains and landslides, relying on water flow, relying on everyone to run...In the face of disasters, rely on God? When God doesn't come, you will immediately turn to the devil. It's a reality. Very typical Western thinking."