Chapter 112 The Doomsday God of Dharma (Part 1)

Rulankor, a human magician, and a level 13 doomsday magic god. The Dandra Empire has been established by magicians since ancient times. Their Ancient Demon Academy has the best magical system on the continent. Among the five major magic martial academies on the continent, only the Ancient Demon Academy and Dongsheng Academy have the God of Magic. The conflict between Rulankor and Ramir is not a day or two grudge.

Ramir glanced at the people lightly, then turned his face and pretended not to see them. Ge Zheng saw Victoria's pink fist clenched tightly, and a strange energy that appeared faintly crackled between his fingers.

Ramir said, "Don't pay attention to them. If it were before, how could Lulan be so arrogant in front of me? He dared to challenge me when he saw Dongsheng's destruction." As he was speaking, the few people had already walked in front of him. They shook their black robes and pretended to salute Ramir: "Your Masahiro Sunset Dharma Body, our dean invites you to come and talk."

Ramir said lightly: "Your Dean? I haven't heard of who it is..." Ge Zheng couldn't help laughing. Along the way, Ramir swallowed his anger, almost thinking that the old man had a good temper. When he arrived in front of Rulan, the waves of people who were enough to become opponents with Ramir, and Ramir's strength was immediately revealed.

The faint tone was not contempt at all, as if what he said was true. Ramir had never heard of Dean Rulan.

Rulan Color was like a god in the Ancient Demon Academy, but he was sent by the old man Ramir saying "I haven't heard of it." Those guys who crawled at Rulan's feet all day long and seemed like devout believers didn't care whether the person in front of him was the Sunset God or not, and said furiously: "Ramil, you have to figure out that if we don't have our four colleges, we are supporting you Dongsheng now. Without us, just relying on the now devastated Dongsheng, we want to fight against the Adventurer Union! What does it mean to sit here? The people in the four colleges are all there, but you are sitting in the middle. Are you still not sure about the form and ask others to teach you like children?"

Ramir's face turned pale. He took a few breaths and waved: "I won't argue with you guys. Go and call Lulan for me. I'll compete with him to see what good skills does Lulan's Dharma God have and teach you subordinates like you..."

Several people humiliated the Sunset Dharma God and turned away with pride. Several people had the Doomsday Dharma God as their backer, and they were sure that Ramir valued his identity and would not really fight with them, and they happily prepared to go back.

But after taking two steps, I felt empty under my feet. I stomped on two steps but didn't step on the ground. Then I felt a huge force on my collar that actually picked them up.

Ge Zheng carried one in one hand and threw it into the sky, then picked up the remaining one. All three of them were thrown into the sky as if Ge Zheng threw it into the sky. Ge Zheng wanted to raise his middle finger at the doomsday Dharma God Angzang, but then he thought, the old man didn't understand what it meant at all. He was really inelegant to playing the zither of a cow, so he would be more direct.

He soared into the air, and simply relied on the power of his body, the man rolled three times in the air, popping out his three legs, kicking the three men like shells to the position where the Doomsday God was.

Three muffled sounds of "Puff Puff Puff Puff", the three guys leaned back in the legendary butt, in the flat sand and falling geese style, which is a typical dog-chewing mud posture, and fell to the feet of the Doomsday God of Dharma.

Ge Zheng stood up beautifully, and put his waist on his waist and landed steadily on the ground. He put his hips on his hips and said loudly: "Your Sunset Dharma God is very powerful. I am just a small character, but I don't have that good demeanor."

Ge Zheng's kick was a bit tricky, with true energy mixed in it, which sealed the meridians on their bodies. The three of them landed on the ground and rubbed several steps away, leaving a thick and deep slip mark on the ground. The volcanic ash was mixed with blood, mixed into a black paste, and a large piece of sticky sticky to their faces was as embarrassed as it would be.

But the three of them had their meridians closed and could not move, so they kept in this miserable position. Lu Lan was furious and floated down from the huge rock, kicking one of them down: "You can't get up quickly!" The thirteenth-level titled magic god, whose body was strengthened by magic elements, was not as good as a powerful general, but it was even better than ordinary warriors. The power of this kick was very strong, and he kicked one of them on the ground from the side and rolled twice like a gourd. However, the man still lay on the ground in that strange position, with a very painful expression on his face, but he just couldn't move.

The Doomsday God kicked three times in a row and kicked the three of them away. When he saw that the three of them were still lying on the ground like that, he realized something was wrong.

Lulan's magic god grabbed it casually, and a wind force swept up one of them. He checked it and entered a few magic elements at will. However, Ge Zheng's method of closing the meridians has never appeared in the world. Even if Lulan is a top thirteen-level professional, it is not so easy to untie it. Her magic elements poured into the man's body. The man shook obviously, but he still couldn't move like before.

The god of Lulan looked at the person in his hand. It was obvious that the magic element just now not only failed to save him, but also made him even more painful. The guy's face was originally sloppy, but now his facial features were twisted into a ball, just like a demon's big hand twisted his face casually, and his flesh and skin were blurred.

Lulan Fashen couldn't help but frowned and checked the person in his hand again: his body was indeed a bit strange, but he couldn't figure out which part of it was wrong.

All the eyes around him were gathered on the Lulan Dharma God - everyone could see that the three people were kicked by the other party's unknown boy. The boy kicked the three people in front of the Doomsday Dharma God, which was a challenge! Now everyone is waiting for the Doomsday Dharma God to show his power, easily cracked the boy's methods, and taught this boy a lesson to the unknown boy.

Ge Zheng still didn't know much about the rules of this world. He added true energy to his three kicks. He originally wanted these three kids to maintain the performance art posture that he admired very much, but he didn't expect that they would be regarded as a naked challenge. Obviously, in the eyes of everyone, Ge Zheng became an arrogant man who was ignorant of the world. As soon as he appeared on the stage, he dared to challenge the Doomsday Dharma God directly. If Ge Zheng knew this rule... he would of course choose to continue challenging, but the true energy power on that kick would be heavier, which would directly shatter the meridians of the three people. Even if the Doomsday Dharma God had the ability to cure the three people, it would not take a long time to do so.

Ge Zheng smiled and looked at the magic elements that kept popping up from the three of them. The Doomsday God used the magic of life, and the green light continued to rise.

Ge Zheng smiled and reminded him "good intention": "Your Excellency of the Doomsday Dharma God, the three of them are not seriously injured, so you don't need to waste your magic power like this."

Indeed, under the waves of life magic, the guy in Lulan Dharma God's hand twitched in pain, but the scars on his body quickly retreated. However, the man still kept pressing his hands flat on his chest like a puppy that pleased his master, his hind legs tightened, and his butt raised high. No matter what the injuries on his body were, he could not move.

Some people around him began to whisper: "What's wrong with the Doomsday God of Dharma? Why haven't you unlocked the ban on your subordinates?" "Do you think he doesn't want to unlock it? It's obviously impossible." "No, he is a level 13 profession." "After all, the magician is not a warrior. Dongsheng used the warrior's means..."

Although someone has found an excuse for Lulan, no matter what, the thirteenth-level title god cannot untie the ban of an unknown little bastard, which still makes Lulan Colorore unable to bear the face.

Although Ge Zheng is famous among alchemists, many people on the mainland have never heard of his name. What's more, even in the circle of alchemists whose name is well-known, there are very few people who have actually met Ge Zheng, so in the eyes of the doomsday god Rulan Corol, Ge Zheng is just a little bastard.

Ge Zheng's kind reminder attracted the old man Lulan's eyes. Ge Zheng spread his hands: "Okay, who are you afraid of if you are the God of Dharma? Come on."

The Lulan Dharma God really doesn't believe it. This kid's strength can be seen at a glance. At most, he is at the level of an eighth-level general. He can kill hundreds of opponents of this level by himself, and it will not be more difficult to kill an ant. But why can't he untie the ban on this kid's casual kick?

With so many people around him watching, the Doomsday God of Dharma could no longer hold back. He looked at his subordinate in his hand and said in his heart: "I can only feel wronged you."

An ice-type magic power sealed the muscles around his subordinate's throat and lungs. A surging fire-type magic element surged out of the hands of the Lulan Dharma God, and in an instant, rushing violently into his subordinate's body, refining all the disharmonious factors in his body.

This method is like the "violent cracking" on the earth. No matter what method you use, it is such a simple violent method to solve it. The person who endured it naturally has to endure the pain that is not imagined by humans. The god of Lulan sealed his subordinate's voice system, and the subordinate's eyes slashed violently, like a dead frog. The god of Lulan's hands were already wet - in just a few seconds, his subordinate's body was soaked in sweat.
Chapter completed!