"Don't worry." A hint of panic appeared in the bracelet disguised by the little snake's eyes: "Your physique is special, so it's difficult to learn black magic. I'll think of another way for you."

It turned out that after Fang Xingjian brought the little snake back, the little snake kept bewitching Fang Xingjian to learn black magic, but just like the results of past qualification tests, Fang Xingjian could not learn any black magic at all.

According to the little snake, black magic uses the power of the gods outside the heaven to change the objective world with the power of the gods. According to the different gods who borrowed power, they are divided into 12 kinds of wizards, including black robe, gray robe, silver robe, and red robe.

But even a little bit of insignificant connection between the Fang Xingjian cannot be established with the gods, so he cannot cast black magic at all.

"If you can't do it, it's up to you, you've almost done your cultivation. Can you use black magic?"

A hint of discomfort flashed in the little snake's eyes: "What does cultivation mean? You didn't give me cultivation at all. I want to eat meat, eat meat, eat meat, eat meat, you have to let me swallow my flesh and blood to restore my strength. What's the use of resting every day like this now?"

"If the black magic is really as profound as you said, it is impossible that only by swallowing flesh and blood can we recover our strength? You should also have a way to increase your strength and breathe energy." Fang Xingjian said: "Try it, show it, use black magic on me."

Fang Xingjian said: "Display one that can act directly, don't those summoned."

"But the black magic of our gray robe wizard is originally focused on summoning life and energy from another world."

"There is always a black magic that directly affects the target." Fang Xingjian's eyes slashed across the little snake's body like a blade. The other party felt a stinging pain all over his body, as if he had been cut open.

The little snake was extremely angry. In addition to devouring flesh and blood, he could indeed directly borrow the power of the gods to store it in his body little by little. However, compared with the method of sacrifice of flesh and blood, sacrifice of pain, etc. for the power of the evil god, it was too slow, which was equivalent to the difference between the small water pipe and the Yangtze River.

So half a month passed, and the power of the gods accumulated in his body was still pitiful.

However, seeing Fang Xingjian's expression, he knew that he could not drag on it anymore, so he could only move his body helplessly and said, "Then I really want to use it, don't resist."

"Come on." Fang Xingjian said lightly, just to verify the guess in his heart.

A trace of vicious look flashed in the little snake's eyes: "Hmph, don't you resist at all? This is what you asked for." The next moment, he suddenly killed a layer of gray light all over his body, which was the terrifying power that the wizards called the power of gods and the power of evil gods by the outside world.

As the gray light gradually lit up, flesh thorns poked out from the little snake's body and stabbed towards the Fang Xingjian's body.

With a light clang, the flesh thorn was directly blocked by Tianyuan Doomsday Armor, and the little snake shouted: "I can't stab you in like this."

Fang Xingjian nodded, and saw a layer of skin peeling off his arm. It was Tianyuan Doomsday Armor who stepped back and exposed his own skin. Then a trace of lightning flashed across the skin, which had removed most of the power of thunder and earth magnetism and reduced its defense.

"Is this guy really here?" Seeing this scene, the little snake's heart moved. Although he didn't understand why Fang Xingjian suddenly became stupid, he suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity.

‘The defense was actually lifted. These knights were indeed guys with developed limbs and simple minds.’ A sneer appeared on the corner of the little snake's mouth, and the flesh thorns had suddenly pierced on Fang Xingjian's arm. The next moment, a trace of gray light rushed towards Fang Xingjian.

Level 1 Black Magic——Resonance of God

One of the simplest black magic is to directly sacrifice the items in front of you to the gods in the sky. Since it is a sacrifice, it must be used against things that have no resistance and no defense. Otherwise, it will not only have no effect, but will be backfired by the power of the evil god.

Depending on the sacrifice, different degrees of power of God will be obtained.

The gods believed in by the gray robe wizards like the most are powerful flesh and blood, creatures full of pain and despair.

‘Hahahaha, Fang Xingjian, you actually gave up on resisting. This is what you asked for!’

An extremely excited look flashed in the little snake's eyes, but shortly after the gray light poured into Fang Xingjian's body, all the gray light disappeared again, as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm?" The little snake stared at the scene blankly: "What's going on?"

Fang Xingjian glanced at him and said, "It's over?"

"It's not started yet!" A trace of anxiety flashed in the little snake's eyes, and a gray light appeared on its body again, and it had once again displayed the resonance of the gods. Then this time the result was still unresponsive.

"What's going on? Why is this happening? It doesn't make sense?" The little snake stared at Fang Xingjian's body blankly, as if the whole world was collapsed.

"This kind of thing is too unreasonable."

The black magic of the gray-robed wizard mainly sacrifices flesh and blood to the gods, and the gods give power, and uses the power of the gods to display various powerful black magic.

The stronger the black magic, the stronger the divine power, and more sacrifices are needed.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the little snake suddenly broke its tail, then pierced its flesh on its tail, and began to display the resonance of God.

In almost a moment, his little tail withered and shrank, turning into a little bit of wreckage and dissipated into the air. This was a successful sacrifice.

Then a hint of excitement flashed in the little snake's eyes and tried to sacrifice the Fangxing Sword again.

Then it is still invalid...invalid...invalid...invalid...invalid...

It is not the backlash of the failure of black magic, but the pure ineffectiveness, as if he has not cast any black magic.

Fang Xingjian looked at the little snake's annoyed look, and as he watched the other party use black magic again and again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the electric sparks flashed across his arms, and the intensity of the ** was restored. The thorns were shaken open with his arm.

He thought to himself: 'As expected, it's not my illusion, my inference is true, black magic... is invalid for me... so the power of magic patterns...'

Thinking of this, his brain suddenly became boiling, and the anger, despair and hatred that night filled his brain in an instant.

When he thought that the magic of the power of the evil god was ineffective on him, he wanted to rush back to the demon city immediately and fight with the demon-patterned warriors he had been thinking about day and day.

But reason tells him that now is not the best time. But no matter what, if the power of the magic pattern is ineffective against him,

‘Wait, I need to wait. My strength is still in the period of rapid growth. At least I have to wait until level 29 before going. The scope of black magic that has effect on me also needs to be carefully tested.’

‘Don’t worry, it’s soon, it’s soon.’

‘Li Shuanghua...Caroline...wait for me, I'm going to come back.’
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