Douluo Promise

After thinking about it, Zhao Wuji didn't worry too much. He went back to his room to practice fighting spirit and spiritual power just like 10 years ago.

The next day, Zhao Wuji began to patrol the territory of the Marquis of Tulip. After all, he had not been back for many years, and Zhao Wuji still wanted to see if anything had changed.

Unconsciously, Zhao Wuji came to the back hill of his Marquis Castle. There was a large red maple leaf forest here. In autumn, the red maple leaf forest became like a fairyland.

Walking among them is the most intoxicating. At this moment, Zao Wuji is walking in the red maple leaf forest.

His feet made a "squeaking" sound on the dead branches on the ground. At this moment, the red maple leaf forest has become a fiery sea.

The breeze blew through the red maple trees, and the red maple leaves all over the sky fell with the wind, like elves dancing in the wind.

Unconsciously, Zao Wuji was immersed in this tranquil and natural artistic conception. He just felt like a fish swimming in the world.

His mental power was like riding a rocket at the moment, constantly increasing and solidifying.At a certain moment, Zhao Wuji felt that his mental power had entered a new realm.

Level [-], this is the mental power that only level [-] magicians have~

Zhao Wuji was overjoyed and escaped from the artistic conception of traveling around the world. At this time, his mental power had exceeded level eight.

The spiritual power of an eighth-level magician gives Zhao Wuji a different feeling. If the spiritual power of a seventh-level magician is like a lake, the spiritual power of an eighth-level magician is like a surging river.

Um?what is that?Just now, Zhao Wuji mentally sensed a unique aura, which Zhao Wuji had never felt before.

The next moment, Zhao Wuji no longer hesitated and quickly approached the aura he sensed.

With Zhao Wuji's strength at the level of a seventh-level warrior, he could run very quickly.After dozens of breaths, Zhao Wuji arrived at the place he sensed.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wuji opened his eyes wide and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. Is that a zombie?

Zhao Wuji looked closely and saw that the undead creature zombie was still a silver-armored zombie.

This zombie is protected by a hard and shining white silver armor. It seems that his strength has reached level seven or even level eight.

It turns out that the strange aura he just felt was the aura of this undead creature. No wonder he felt so strange.

The silver-armored zombie naturally sensed the aura of Zhao Wuji, a stranger. He roared like a night owl from his mouth and rushed towards Zhao Wuji.

Like a bolt of white lightning, it was so fast that even Zhao Wuji could only lag behind. 】

Just by looking at the speed, Zhao Wuji knew that this silver-armored zombie was definitely as good as himself. Fortunately, in Zhao Wuji's perception, there was no aura of other magicians nearby.

Otherwise, Zhao Wuji would definitely turn around and leave, because undead magicians usually have their own undead army.

Even Zhao Wuji couldn't resist with the tactic of attacking a large crowd with a large number of people, unless Zhao Wuji could directly kill the magician in a very short period of time.

This is actually not bad. According to Zhao Wuji's estimation, if this silver-armored zombie is controlled by a necromancer, his strength is definitely at the level of an eighth-level warrior.

But now without the control of the necromancer, the actions of this silver-armored zombie seem a bit stiff.

For Zhao Wuji, this happened to be a perfect sparring partner. He could withstand beatings and was not easily damaged. He was also stronger than himself and could have a positive effect on him.

So Zhao Wuji pulled out his sword, raised his hands horizontally and attacked the silver-armored zombie.

But no matter how fast Zhao Wuji strikes, how fast he will be knocked away.He slashed in front of the silver-armored zombie, but it seemed like nothing happened to the silver-armored zombie.

After realizing it, the silver-armored zombie waved his arm, and Zhao Wuji blocked the sword and was knocked away.

Although this silver-armored zombie is damaged, it is still surprisingly powerful.

Zhao Wuji, who flew backwards, rubbed his chest, then raised his sword and charged towards the silver-armored zombie.

"Bang bang -" Zhao Wuji's sword drew sparks one after another on the body of the silver-armored zombie. Yes, the strength of the silver armor on the silver-armored zombie was comparable to, or even better than, the sword purchased by Zhao Wuji. .

For a while, it was difficult for both sides to take down the other side, and the roars from the silver-armored zombies became even more terrifying and shrill.

"Hey~ I still have a temper," Zhao Wuji joked with a smile, although he knew that this zombie probably wouldn't understand.

But after he said these words, the silver-armored zombie suddenly began to radiate a trace of red special energy to the outside.

This special energy was growing more and more, and Zhao Wuji felt vaguely that if he was allowed to release this energy, he would definitely be in big trouble.

After making up his mind, Zhao Wuji's fighting spirit was fully activated, and the terrifying fighting spirit formed a wave and spread out in all directions.

The surrounding trees immediately trembled, and maple leaf rain began to fall from the sky again, but this time the maple leaf rain had murderous intent.

Zhao Wuji's figure shot out with electricity, and the terrifying crimson fighting spirit was exactly the same color as the red energy on the zombies.

The silver-armored zombie crossed his arms to resist, and Zhao Wuji's knife struck the intersection of his arms.

The energy of the two people immediately spread to both sides, using the point of contact between the two as the dividing line. "Drink-" Zhao Wuji roared, and the zombies also roared from their mouths.

"Kakakaka—" The ground where one person and one zombie stood continued to crack, shaken to its limit by the strength of the two.

The sword in Zhao Wuji's hand began to make an overwhelmed sound of "Click-". Zhao Wuji knew that his sword could no longer withstand this level of fighting.

And Zhao Wuji felt that his power was weakening. No, it was the zombies' power that was gradually increasing with this special energy.

However, the silver armor on the zombie showed no signs of damage, indicating that the weak point of this undead creature should be its head.

Either blow his head off, or directly destroy his body with overwhelming strength.

But just like World of Warcraft, undead creatures protect their weaknesses very closely.

Although his movements were slow, it was because Zhao Wuji was looking at his body with a knife. If Zhao Wuji used a knife to chop his head, he would probably be frighteningly flexible.

Just when Zhao Wuji was worried and didn't know what to do.Zhao Wuji suddenly discovered that this special energy in the zombies actually had one or two traces that were not controlled by Zhao Wuji and merged with his own fighting spirit.

This is a passive fusion, which makes Zhao Wuji think that his lava fighting spirit is matched with a secret method called Sha.

Yes, the special energy on this zombie should be evil spirit, and Zhao Wuji's eyes immediately lit up.

Originally, he planned to go to the army to practice and practice this secret technique after he came back. Now that he has such a good opportunity and doesn't practice it, it would be a waste.

As soon as he thought about it, the secret method was immediately activated, and the evil energy from the zombie began to surge towards Zhao Wuji.

An indescribable pain and itching came, and Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and persisted.

The evil spirit on the zombies began to be continuously withdrawn by Zhao Wuji. The evil spirit on the silver-armored zombies continued to decrease, and the power of the silver-armored zombies also continued to decrease.

The discomfort in Zhao Wuji's body continued to increase, but it was still within the range of Zhao Wuji's tolerance.

The roar from the silver-armored zombie's mouth became more and more shrill, as if someone had forcibly imposed some special punishment.

It really makes those who hear it sad and those who listen to it cry.But Zhao Wuji obviously would not shed tears, because he felt that his physical body, which had not broken through for a long time, actually broke through to the sixth level at this moment.