The Ghost King's incorporeal body was activated, and Zhuang Wuming's entire body turned into an illusion. At this moment, he was completely immune to physical attacks.
The yellow sand submerged him, and the friction of countless crystals made a sharp friction sound.
But he was unscathed and stood in the dangerous yellow sand. People around him were stunned and had no idea what was happening.
At this time, a mental shock rushed around with Zhuang Wuming as the center.
Wherever it passed, the yellow sand stopped for an instant, and then a scream sounded, "Ah, it hurts."
Dekkas, who was covering his head, appeared in the distance of Zhuang Wuming and looked at Zhuang Wuming with a shocked expression. He had just used all his strength.
But there was still nothing he could do to defeat Zhuang Wuming, and the King of Yellow Sand skill actually had no effect.
He felt danger for Zhuang Wuming, "Are physical attacks ineffective?"
Taking a deep breath, a cold light appeared in his eyes. The next moment, countless shadow thorns rose from the ground and stabbed towards Zhuang Wuming.
"Then the power of shadow, can you ignore it?"
Seeing countless familiar shadow attacks, a strange smile appeared on Zhuang Wuming's lips.
With a thought, countless shadows rose from the ground, intercepting all the shadow attacks of Dekkas, and none of them could touch Zhuang Wuming.
He looked at Dekkas with indifferent eyes, "Is there anything else? If you only have this little ability, it will be of no use to the nest."
I saw that another skill of my own was cracked, and it was cracked by the power of the same shadow system.
He felt a kind of naked humiliation, his eyes narrowed, and black and red tattoos appeared all over his body.
It was a huge scorpion tattoo that appeared all over his body, and a faint black and red light enveloped him.
The next moment, Zhuang Wuming saw that his attributes had changed, and his strength and speed were directly increased to 20 points.
Whoosh
In a blink of an eye, he was in front of him, and a shadow covered him, preventing him from making any sound.
The shadow puts him on another level, avoiding the resistance of the air and maximizing his speed.
A dark scimitar that looked like a shadow passed by, creating a beautiful arc and slashing towards his chest.
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A faint earth-yellow light rises, and the Bagua Yi in the interior is blooming with its own brilliance.
Twenty points of power bombarded it, which only caused it to waver, but could not be broken.
The blue double swords shot out and struck at Dekkas.
Dangdangdang
Thousands of swords, like the moon, transformed into a shadow of black swords and the blue swords touched dozens of times.
With every impact, Dekkas couldn't help but take a step back. The power of Qing's swords completely exceeded the limit of his strength.
There was shock in his eyes, and Dekkas felt that his world view was about to collapse.
He is a regular master of destruction level. He has mastered two top skills and is invincible in the world. At least no one at the same level can ignore him.
But all his methods are so easy to be cracked in the hands of the person in front of him.
He had exerted all his strength, but could not touch the man's true body, and he felt a kind of despair.
A kind of wall stood in front of him that was absolutely insurmountable.
At this time, he gritted his teeth, and his whole body suddenly burst into black and red light, and his strength and speed increased to 25 points.
At this moment, he directly consumed most of his endurance, pushing his combat power to the limit he could bear.
The terrifying power accompanied by the light of the sword knocked the Qingshuang swords away, and the figure flashed in front of Zhuang Wuming.
A knife strikes Bagua Yi, interior scene.
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The power of this sword is so great that even the power of Earth and Kun can't stop it.
The khaki brilliance was torn apart by a knife.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming's eyes narrowed, and a black light appeared all over his body. The combination of magic and martial arts exploded, instantly pushing his power to 17 points.
The Savage Beast Soul Arm increases the strength by 3 points, the Ghost King's Power increases the strength by 2 points, and the telekinesis burns 5 points of will, pushing the strength to over 25 points.
He stretched out his right hand, pinched his five fingers, and heard a loud muffled sound.
Dirkas had a look of disbelief on his face. He saw that his scimitar was actually clamped by the person in front of him, and it was clamped with five fingers. This is simply a myth.
Looking at the calm and expressionless Zhuang Wuming, Dekkas relaxed all over and took three steps back with a pale face.
"I lost, you won."
Somewhat bitterly, Dekkas worked hard and finally climbed to the general level, just to get ahead.
But now he encountered Zhuang Wuming, who was like a huge mountain lying above his head, making it impossible for him to make an effective attack and could only admit defeat.
Zhuang Wuming smiled lightly, "You are very powerful."
At this time, the consul came over, looked at Zhuang Wuming and nodded with satisfaction, "Awesome, very awesome."
"Is there anyone who wants to challenge this gentleman now?"
The Archon's gaze swept over the crowd, full of heat.
Zhuang Wuming only showed the tip of the iceberg's power. He already felt a bit shocked. He was very much looking forward to what it would be like if he could see Zhuang Wuming's full combat power.
But this time no one said anything, and thousands of mercenaries looked at Zhuang Wuming in awe.
In the fierce battle just now, Zhuang Wuming showed terrifying power and easily defeated another master of the same level.
They asked themselves that even Dekkas couldn't defeat him, let alone Zhuang Wuming.
After no one answered for a long time, the consul came to Zhuang Wuming's side.
"Since there is no one to challenge, from now on, this gentleman will be the general of the mercenary team."
After the appointment was announced, the consul looked at Zhuang Wuming and said, "Where's your identity tag?"
Zhuang Wuming took out the name tag he got when he signed up as a mercenary. The consul looked at it and nodded, "Okay, your name is Zhuang."
"Follow me into the palace and meet the Pharaoh."
"Okay, Your Majesty the Consul."
The consul looked at Zhuang Wuming and said, "My name is Nafas. You are very powerful. You will definitely achieve great feats in this action."
"Perhaps we will become friends by then. So nice to meet you, Zhuang."
"Nice to meet you too, His Excellency Archon Nafas."
Polite and polite, the two chatted lightly.
Because of his display of power, this Nafas was very interested in him, and this goodwill was obviously for investment.
Although Zhuang Wuming would leave once he got something, being able to gain the goodwill of an official meant that his purpose for this trip would be much easier.
After passing through the heavily guarded, maze-like palace corridors, they came to a main hall.
The main hall is magnificent, the floor is made of fine marble, and the surrounding columns support the hall, with beautiful murals carved on them.
On the steps deep in the palace, sitting on a throne was a man wearing an Egyptian royal robe.
The whole body was covered in gold, like a real golden statue. At the same time, a huge sense of oppression came over him, and Zhuang Wuming was shocked.
This was definitely a fourth-level existence. As the consul arrived, he nodded slightly and saluted.