Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"Woo-"

After a while, Yin Zun Wulu woke up faintly and felt that his jaw was very heavy.

General Zeng felt quite helpless when he saw this. He had only contacted him in Ji Nian. He seemed to be very interested in this alien species that was as intelligent as humans and was about to inquire.

It's good now, I can't say anything anymore.

Then he reached out and patted General Xi's shoulder, telling him to think of a solution on his own.

General Xi nodded clearly, walked around Yin Zun twice, and then smiled.

"Melee mage" and "cold-blooded butcher" are actually people's misunderstandings about him. Who in the world doesn't know that he is the best at curing diseases.

"Um--"

General Xiang pondered for a while, then picked up the lower jaw of the demonic beast [Heartbroken Five-fingered Pig] from the ground, and used the secret method of the Yin Division to turn the flesh, flesh and ghost into pulpy mud.

With one powerful move, a miracle happened, helping the half-dead tiger ghost to reattach the lower half of its head.

In this way, poor Lezihu can speak again.

"cough!"

He coughed violently and shook out the undigested pig food. He subconsciously glanced at the ugly reflection of the pig in the water, lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Upon seeing this, the two generals looked at each other in tacit understanding.

Being promoted to the purple rank has greatly improved their spirituality, but there is still a long way to go before they can have clear minds and sharp thoughts and speak oracles.

There also seemed to be some kind of "obstacle in seeing" in his consciousness, and he was a little confused about the instructions for chronology.

Simply use the Seven-Star Bagua to suppress Yin Zun at the entrance of the town, and temporarily hand it over to the guardians of strong men and Yin soldiers, while the two gods returned to Qingshan Taiping Temple to find Zhang Liusan to "endorse".

General Zeng's red-faced true form and blue-faced clone picked up the small field ridge and small tree stump respectively, which had been panicked and frightened just now, but now narrowed their eyes in joy.

Si Li glanced at his two younger brothers with envy, then turned to look at General Damage.

"?"

General Damage frowned upon seeing this.

What do you mean, you are eleven or twelve years old, and you still want me to carry you around.

The green face suddenly became cold, and he crossed his arms and poked at her, as if he wanted to leave.

It can be seen that the child's face went from full of expectations to disappointment and frustration, and the protector's heart under the cold and hard body was still stabbed hard.

So, after exhaling a sigh of relief, General Xi turned his head away and stretched out a finger as thick as a medicine pestle pretending to be impatient.

Seeing this, Si Li was startled for a moment, then realized what was happening. He rubbed his hands on the relatively clean clothes happily, and then carefully held General Xi's fingers.

The other children were very envious when they saw this, but they also felt that General Xi was a bit fierce and not easy to get close to.

A little girl grabbed the corner of Si Li's clothes, followed one by one. Looking from a distance, it looked like she was playing with an eagle catching a chicken. Her face was full of joy and she followed the old hen slowly, feeling full of security and safety. Wandering towards the town.

The second general will walk on the bumpy straight road and habitually summarize the gains and losses of the battle.

Suddenly, I realized that in this first battle after advancement, there seemed to be only gains and no losses.

The identity setting of the ghost king in the past and the protector today has endowed them with a past that has gone through hundreds of battles, as well as the experience and determination to survive a hundred battles. It is not easy to handle a tiger ghost.

If this Yin Zun is really that person who attained enlightenment and shed his mortal body.

The number of people, experience, and card quality may not necessarily make up for this star level gap.

But there are no ifs in the world. Yin Zun is just a dishonest person whose body was broken due to having fun, resulting in an incomplete foundation.

You also need to rely on eating people to improve your cultivation, so get more.

However, there is one thing to say, his intelligence is not inferior to that of human beings and his unique speaking ability, he is really eye-catching.

However, all the gifts given by fate have their prices secretly marked.

The cultivation level of Purple Grade Five Star has blocked his potential.

To put it bluntly, the inventory is just that big.

You are an ordinary tiger, not a strange species. Your body is broken and your soul is damaged. It would be good if you can rely on adventure to save your life.

Not to mention Him, even Nezha, the great god who carries the destiny, could not have any bad effects at all if he changed his lotus incarnation after committing suicide.

It is a stroke of luck that the road ahead has not been cut off despite such a catastrophe.

It's simply impossible to overwhelm others in terms of talent and potential.

Calculated in this way, the foundation itself is damaged, the inventory is inferior to others, and most of them are separated to "store" the same thinking and language abilities as human beings, leaving less room for skills and characteristics.

It can only be said that he only has the airs of a purple-grade five-star, but his actual combat skills and diversity of methods are far from the average level of the grade, let alone the opponent of the second general.

Not to mention these two, even the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master, who have not yet advanced at this stage, can defeat it with the right time and place.

"The shame of a purple-grade five-star."

Outside Shanling Village, watching the entire chronology of this battle from a shared perspective, I suddenly remembered an old friend.

It is inconvenient to say who it is specifically. Looking at Taoyuan, no one knows and no one knows.

"With such a high intelligence, there are problems no matter how you look at it. Either someone is controlling it behind the scenes, or there are other adventures."

"It's fine if it's the latter, but if it's the former..."

Ji Nian narrowed his eyes and said in his heart: "Then we have to eradicate the root cause."

"You can tell by the way this tiger behaves that if there is someone behind him, it will probably not be a good person."

"As the saying goes: Water from afar cannot quench thirst from afar."

"I have been too busy with tasks recently and have no time to return to Qingshan. I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with an expert with vicious methods just by relying on General Zeng and General Damage."

However, it is very simple to solve this problem.

"If it doesn't work, just call the parents."

Ji Nianxin said: "If there really is such a person, let the principal directly contact the Zhenyuan Army bombing team and plow his cave. I'm sure nothing will happen."

He is very self-aware and knows his current level better than anyone else.

Just because you have a hand of mythical cards, you don't think you can win against anyone. It's a 50-50 chance of winning the Kyushu Scenic Spot.

There is no shame in admitting that you are inferior to others.

When facing a strong opponent, don't offend if you can, and try to develop into friends; if it really doesn't work, ask the principal and Uncle Yuan to take action and carry out dimensionality reduction attacks.

“Isn’t that what the backstage is used for?”

As a mythical card maker, he likes to use his power to overwhelm others.

"I'm sorry to increase the number of generals but also to destroy them. Bring Zhang Liusan to Yin Zun."

General Zeng nodded to express his understanding, which coincided with his thoughts.

General Damage silently quickened his pace, thinking of completing the tasks assigned by the calendar as soon as possible.

At the same time, the people of Shijie Town and the folks brought by Zhang Wuer were gathering outside Taiping Temple and waiting silently.

So, in their nervous and expectant eyes, three tall figures, some holding or holding, protecting the children of the two towns, walked out of the thick mountain mist.

The soul trembles and the years freeze slightly. The scene in front of me will eventually become an unforgettable scene for the children of the Zhang family and the folks in the two towns.

In the inherent impression, the protector god, who is aloof, cold and ruthless, and regards all things as trivial, walked down the lifeless and oppressive stone platform for the first time and came to their group of "ant residents".