Riding a dragon step, turning over one step at a time.
This turn over does not refer to Fang Ming's turn over, but the Dragon Vein turn over.
Riding a dragon across the sea moves the dragon's veins, and for a dragon's veins to move, it naturally needs to turn over. With Fang Ming's strength, it's not enough to activate a dragon's veins by riding a dragon's steps, let alone a formed dragon's vein, even if it's not yet formed.
Human connections are not something he can touch in his current state.
But the good thing is that what Fang Ming is facing this time is not the dragon vein, but the alternative dragon vein energy that remains at a certain node after the dragon vein leaves. Otherwise, he would not dare to take the risk at all.
The real dragon cannot be seen, and the dragon's veins cannot be deceived. To a certain extent, the dragon riding step is an act that defies heaven and goes against the law of heaven. Therefore, performing this step will cause backlash. In the wizard's inheritance, this is an extremely domineering move.
Magic, ordinary wizards are not willing to perform this method.
After taking the second step, Fang Ming's expression became a little ferocious, and as he took this step, his whole body rose ten meters higher again.
Step three!
Climb another ten meters.
The man taking the photo not far from the building was so shocked that his jaw dropped to the ground, and his hand holding the phone was trembling.
"How is it possible that this person is walking at high altitude, and his stride is so big?"
The man could be sure that this was definitely not a magic trick or a performance. It was really someone walking high in the sky, because apart from that person, he didn't see any foreign objects.
Not to mention the man's shock, after seven steps, Fang Ming was already nearly a hundred meters higher than before. It was difficult for people below this height to see clearly with the naked eye, and they could only see a blurry black blur.
point.
"Master Fang is really a god."
In the Tianmao Building, Fang Yanlong saw Fang Ming's figure heading high into the sky. His eyes were so wide open that he almost fell down with a sigh on his face. Although the Hu Jun on the side also had a look of shock on his face, but compared to Fang Ming,
Yan Long was much calmer.
Because in Hu Jun's mind, no matter how incredible what happened to Fang Ming, he felt it was acceptable. Strangers like Fang Ming could not be viewed with the worldview of ordinary people like them.
"Now you know why I respect Master Fang so much."
Hu Jun looked at Fang Yanlong, and Fang Yanlong immediately replied: "If I knew that Master Fang was so powerful, I would respect him even more than you show, even if you ask me to serve him tea and water.
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For people like Hu Jun and Fang Yanlong, their wealth has almost reached a level that ordinary people cannot earn in several lifetimes. Money is already a number, so they pursue other aspects.
Take a well-known rich man named Ma in China. Didn't he deal with a liar Feng Shui master and finally reported it to the media?
Fang Ming's body was trembling slightly even after taking seven steps at high altitude. If you observe carefully, you can see that the trembling came from his feet. At this moment, he was facing huge pressure.
For Fang Ming, what he is doing now is to crush this alternative dragon vein energy under his feet. However, no matter what, this is dragon vein energy, and it is really difficult to suppress it with Fang Ming's strength.
The veins on both feet have swelled out, and Fang Ming's face is sweating profusely. Now is the most critical moment.
Not only did he have to suppress the rising energy of this alternative dragon vein, but more importantly, he wanted to lead this alternative dragon vein energy to Lujiakou.
Fang Ming's direction at the moment happened to be opposite to that of Lujiakou, and Lujiakou was behind him.
"Step eight, turn things around!"
Fang Ming roared, his whole face became distorted due to excessive exertion, and all the wizard's power in his body burst out at this moment, suppressing the alternative dragon's energy under his feet.
The body began to turn slowly, and every time it turned a little bit, Fang Ming's facial expression showed extreme difficulty. It was like a person standing in a whirlpool of water waves, let alone turning the body, just stepping on it.
It is not easy to prevent the water waves from surging out of the whirlpool.
This turn took Fang Ming a minute.
When his whole body was completely turned around, Fang Ming was completely exhausted. However, he continued to take the ninth step without any pause.
This step is towards Lujiakou.
Staggering, Fang Ming's figure fell again, this time to a height of seventy meters, before finally stabilizing.
However, the crisp sound of bone shattering also sounded at this moment. At a height of seventy meters, although the alternative dragon vein energy below was not as hard as the earth, it was still hard. Fang Ming's feet were directly shattered.
The bones inside are bent.
Blood continued to flow out from the broken knee. Fang Ming gritted his teeth and tried to stand up tremblingly.
"Master Fang?"
Not far away, Hu Jun and Fang Yanlong looked moved. At a height of seventy meters, they did not expect Fang Ming to work so hard.
"Master Fang, you must take care of yourself."
Although they don't know what happened in the Magic City, Hu Jun and Fang Yanlong know that the appearance of Tang Zhenguo means that the matter is related to the safety of the entire Magic City.
"With great ability comes great responsibility. I finally understand this sentence today." Hu Jun murmured to himself.
"I really admire Master Fang. Even if Master Fang has no ability, this action alone is enough for me to respect him."
Fang Yanlong's expression also became serious. They knew that Fang Ming did this not for himself, but for the entire Demon City. At first, they didn't know how dangerous Fang Ming's actions were, but now they saw that Fang Ming
Ming was not sure either, he was risking his own life to protect the Demon City.
At this moment, Tang Zhenguo, who was on his way to the magical capital, also saw Fang Ming in the sky through the car window. Although he only saw a black dot, the fall of the black dot also made his eyes freeze.
"come on!"
After a long time, Tang Zhenguo whispered.
In a building not far from Lujiakou, the Japanese had a look of pride on their faces at the moment. Looking at the dark clouds that kept shrouding Lujiakou, they knew that the scene they had been looking forward to for so many years was finally about to happen.
"Kameda-kun, it's time to wake up my soldiers of the Japanese Empire."
"good."
A middle-aged man wearing a black and white robe nodded and walked to the table that had been set up nearby, with two tokens placed on it.
"Onmyoji Kameda Junpachi, the Onmyoji of the Onmyo Palace, with the Emperor's order, orders the undead souls of all the Empire's warriors to wake up at this moment and fight for the glory of the Empire!"
Kameda Junpachi held the first token in his hand, chanted the secret in his mouth, and then waved the token, which floated in the air and began to spin.
As the token rotated, an invisible aura wave spread in all directions, and finally headed from the building towards Lujiakou.
World Financial Center Tower underground parking lot.
Qin Lei looked at Wang Zhenhu and others with a worried look on his face, because Wang Zhenhu and the others looked very wrong at this moment.
Wang Zhenhu stood at the front, and at this moment he was staring fiercely, his whole old face was twisted into one piece, and he was shouting: "Kill, kill these little Japanese devils."
Similarly, there were also old men who fell to the ground, looking sluggish. Every time an old man fell, Qin Lei remembered Fang Ming's instructions and carried the old man out of the parking lot, where a medical vehicle was already waiting.
There are more than a hundred old people, and less than thirty are still standing at the same place at this moment. Qin Lei knows what these old people are going through. These old people are fighting against the ghosts of Japanese soldiers.
"I wish I could wield my sword and kill the enemy with these seniors myself."
Qin Lei felt extremely aggrieved. If possible, he would also like to fight with the ghosts of those Japanese soldiers, but Fang Ming told him that the ghosts of these Japanese soldiers are a very special kind of ghosts. To put it bluntly, they have lost their own sanity.
They just retained their fighting instincts during their lifetimes, and veterans like Wang Zhenhu had the blood of their fellow Japanese soldiers during their lifetimes, so they could fight together.
"You must hold on."
Qin Lei prayed here, and inside the building, Kameda Junpachi and others originally had happy faces, but after a few minutes, these people's faces showed suspicion.
"What's going on? According to the plan, the ghost of my Imperial Japanese soldier should appear at this time, leading the ghost energy from the underworld to cut off the dragon's veins."
These few people came to the window and looked towards the World Financial Center building, only to find that nothing had changed there, and the dark clouds in the sky were still gathering there.
There was also a look of surprise in Kameda Junpachi's eyes, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he picked up the second token and shouted: "This token is enshrined by the incense of our imperial warriors in the Yasukuni Shrine. Today, I use this token
The card calls for the souls of the warriors who died in the battle to return and start the holy war again."
The second token is also floating in the air, and this token was taken from the Yasukuni Shrine. This token and the warriors in the shrine enjoy the offerings of the common people, and it has already been contaminated by those warriors.
The breath of the undead.
In the underground parking lot, Qin Lei's expression suddenly changed, because at this moment he clearly heard the sound of fighting. The sound not only came from the mouths of old men like Wang Zhenhu, but also appeared out of thin air. Moreover, it was in Japanese.
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Several more old men fell down. At this moment, there were less than twenty old men left, and these twenty old men had swollen veins all over their bodies. Wang Zhenhu roared hoarsely: "Brothers, do it, kill these bitches."
Raised."
"Kill one to get your money back, kill two to make a profit, come on, little Japs."
Several old men fell to the ground, but there was no sign of pain on their faces. They were more regretful that they could not kill more little Japanese devils.
"Da Wa, this time I avenged you. I killed three Japanese devils."
Listening to the roars of these old men, Qin Lei burst into tears. Back then, it was this group of people who guarded the mountains and rivers of China, and decades later, it is still this group of people...