By controlling this mysterious throne, Zhang Debiao can travel to and from this dimension at will, enter as he pleases, and leave as he wishes, so he is in no rush to get out.
After Brother Tai killed those green dragons and the Swamp Abyssal Dragon, Zhang Debiao had as many as eight dragon crystals. Each green dragon's dragon crystal can be fused with three drops of God's bone marrow, especially the Swamp Abyssal Dragon.
It is a level 16 monster, far higher than the green dragon, and can incorporate more than ten drops of divine marrow.
In the end, Zhang Debiao only extorted the Green Dragon's Dragon Crystal from Brother Tai. He only used Xiao Hei's face to get the Dragon Crystal. As for the Dragon Crystal of the Swamp Dragon, it was collected by a certain tiger as a treasure and warned
Barbarian, if he dares to touch the Yuanlong Dragon Crystal, it will threaten him with death.
Of course, he was threatening the death of the barbarian.
With the help of Brother Tai, Zhang Debiao finally integrated the divine marrow into his blood. With seven green dragon dragon crystals, he integrated a total of more than twenty drops of the divine marrow.
When he first integrated a drop of divine essence, he could clearly feel that the functions of various parts of his body were greatly improved. Now that he has integrated more than twenty drops, this improvement can simply be described as terrifying!
He did an experiment and asked Tai Ge to control magic to attack him. Magic below level 16 could not hurt this body at all. Only a small forbidden spell similar to the sword of elements could hurt him, and it was only an injury.
Don't threaten his life!
And even if you are injured, your body's ability to recover is astonishingly fast. The wound recovers at a speed visible to the naked eye and heals quickly.
The attack power of the elemental sword is so overbearing. When faced with Ain who killed the dragon knight, Zhang Debiao was awakened by his death with just one sword strike, but now he can completely resist such an attack!
"I wonder if this body can withstand the saint's fist and mind?"
Zhang Debiao's confidence surged, and he broke into the forbidden land alone, and suddenly a punch came from the air. This was the punch and spiritual thought left by a bare-handed fighting saint. It was more fierce than the sword master's attack power. With one punch, he struck down.
It enveloped all the space in his body, so that he didn't even have the thought to dodge, and then it hammered his body hard!
The power of this punch is almost comparable to that of the life-and-death battle in Yulang Canyon between Hujia Luo Shijia Luo, and it is even higher in terms of realm.
It is foreseeable that if this Fighting Saint is still here, he will definitely block the space with a punch. Any moves or magic will be useless against him, so he can only resist!
After receiving the punch forcefully, Zhang Debiao felt his energy and blood surge, and his ears were buzzing. He couldn't help but stumble back, taking dozens of steps. The punch struck again, and finally knocked him away with a punch.
Hit a hundred or ten meters away!
Zhang Debiao turned over and fell outside the battlefield. He was elated when he found that apart from his disordered fighting spirit, his body was not injured.
"Now my body can be as strong as Brother Tai. I can withstand hard blows. I can even disgust the opponent to death even if I can't beat him to death!"
This was the case when Brother Tai dealt with those green dragons. This tiger with a cat-like bad taste did not dodge the attacks or magic of those green dragons at all. He let them fall on him, teasing him like a cat catching a mouse.
long time.
In the end, Xiao Hei couldn't stand it and bit those green dragons to death, otherwise he didn't know how long he would play.
However, Zhang Debiao still believed that Xiao Hei's behavior did not mean that he was kind, but that the ferocious factor of the hell dog was activated and his ferocity became fierce, so he went to kill the green dragon.
Outside the battlefield, Little Mute and Little Hei looked back at Zhang Debiao and saw him rushing into the forbidden place again. They continued to sit by the stream and listened quietly to Brother Tai boasting about his past. This tiger
I am extremely satisfied with my current audience. I am quiet and never express any doubts. I just feel that I have never been so happy.
Xiao Hei seemed to feel that it was the only one who spoke a little coldly, and barked twice. Tiger Tiger suddenly became furious and shouted: "You talk too much!" He flapped his wings and disappeared without knowing where he was.
The little mute and the hellhound both blinked and were at a loss.
"That idiot is like this, let's continue talking."
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Zhang Debiao entered the battlefield again and immediately released his fist spirit. The bridge of life and death was connected with a fist spirit. His purpose was no longer to test his physical strength, but to condense his fist spirit even more.
The fist intention connected to the bridge of life and death was left by a sword master. The fist intention was like the blazing fire of the morning sun. As soon as the bridge of life and death came into contact with it, it immediately melted like snow and the realm broke!
Zhang Debiao once again entered the realm of the bridge of life and death, and then the bridge of life and death melted again. Those sword masters and fighting saints were firm-willed and indomitable. Their fists and minds had been tempered for many times and had already become extremely strong. However, Zhang Debiao's bridge of life and death had just been figured out not long ago.
, of course he will not be the opponent of the Saint.
But Zhang Debiao did not lose heart, but continued to use the power of the forbidden place to temper the bridge of life and death.
The forbidden place has thousands of fists and spiritual thoughts, all of different kinds, some are like the rising sun, some are like the wild sands of the desert, some are like the raging sea tides, some are like thousands of years of ice, the bridge of life and death and
They compete with each other, which is a tempering process in itself!
Other people who practice Dou Qi need to go through a lot of hardships to mature their fist spirit and spirit spirit, because they do not have much experience in confronting saints, and they need to constantly explore themselves to make their fist spirit extremely stable.
Even if you encounter a saint, you must consider whether you will be punched to death by the saint.
But Zhang Debiao is different. In this forbidden land, competing with the saint's fist is a process of fighting the saint. Both his martial arts knowledge and his fist and mind have made leaps and bounds!
Unknowingly, his spiritual energy slowly gathered together, and gradually became indestructible!
Condensing the Bridge of Life and Death also consumes a huge amount of fighting energy and mental power. At this time, his fighting energy no longer operates according to the Longmeng Baoxiang Art, but while condensing the Bridge of Life and Death, he operates the Great Chitian Demon God Art.
The Da Chi Tian Demon God Art simultaneously cultivates the devil's fighting spirit and spiritual power, allowing both to grow rapidly at the same time. It is a more profound mental method than the Long Meng Baoxiang Art.
At the beginning, even if he practiced the Da Chi Tian Demon God Art, Zhang Debiao still couldn't bear the speed of consumption. After a while, he had to come out and rest for a while. However, as he practiced the Da Chi Tian Demon God Art more times, his fighting spirit became stronger and his spirit became stronger.
His strength is also growing steadily. Slowly, the time he can hold on is getting longer and longer, a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...
Zhang Debiao had been practicing in this mysterious plane for an unknown amount of time. Finally, his fist and mind were able to withstand a bombardment from the saint's fist, and he appeared steadily on the battlefield of the Hundred Saints, like a beautiful rainbow!
However, this rainbow was quickly shattered by thousands of bombardments, but Zhang Debiao was still in high spirits, entered the realm of the Bridge of Life and Death again, and walked forward steadily.
A Dou Sheng Fist Intent that was like the earth collapsing came suddenly. The Life and Death Bridge also had a tendency to collapse under this fist intention. However, Zhang Debiao immediately stepped forward, stood in the middle of the Life and Death Bridge, and punched Dou Sheng Fist Intent.
They collided with each other, and with a loud bang, the two fists canceled each other out, and the magic robe on his body was fluttered by the strong wind, making a hunting sound.
He then strode forward and came to a place where magic was lost. Black mist surged, and a huge bone dragon walked out of the mist, roared silently, and rushed towards it quickly!
Zhang Debiao's body was filled with demon fighting energy, and a huge hammer suddenly appeared in his hand. It turned with a rumble, and the hammer hit hard, and the bones of the bone dragon shattered on the ground.
Zhang Debiao fought through the saint's fist and magical thoughts all the way. The bridge of life and death collapsed again and again, and then was rebuilt again and again, becoming stronger and stronger. Suddenly, the pressure in front of him was gone. He looked up and saw
A big mountain lies in front of you, and the top of the mountain is the sacrificial hall.
It turned out that he had unknowingly traveled through this forbidden land and walked out unscathed from thousands of fighting saint fists and magical thoughts!
Zhang Debiao couldn't help but let out a long roar. The devil's fighting energy was running faster and faster. Suddenly, it was like a flood that had been trapped for a long time had found an outlet to vent. It poured out immediately, forming a black giant knife in front of him, and clicked into the void.
Slash it, and the sword energy is more than twenty meters long!
Zhang Debiao kept roaring, his voice full of endless joy. After practicing for countless days and months, he finally reached the level of fighting spirit like a sword!
"The practice speed of Da Chi Tian Demon God Jue is faster than that of Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue, and spiritual power and fighting spirit are practiced at the same time. It is worthy of being the fourth mental method on the Qigong Fighting Qi list!" Only now did Zhang Debiao understand why Yi Aier.
He has such profound strength at such a young age, and possesses the strange mental method of the Evil Spirit Scripture. It is difficult not to be powerful.
"It's time to go out."
Zhang Debiao's mental power was connected to the throne of the sacrificial hall. With a thought, he was suddenly separated from this space. Little Mute, Xiao Hei, and Brother Tai were also brought out by him. It was the first time for Little Mute to see the outside world.
It looked around, curious about everything. Only Brother Tai was unhappy. After coming out, it discovered that without the abundant magic support of the mysterious space, its magic power dropped suddenly. It had not evolved two levels at all, but had just reached
Level 17, muttering and not knowing what to say.
Zhang Debiao ignored it, but stared blankly at the ball in his hand. It was a crystal ball. There was a small altar outside the crystal ball, with many small stone pillars erected, and there was a throne sealed inside the ball.
It is exactly the same as the space throne in the sacrificial hall, but it is countless times smaller.
"Is this crystal ball the mysterious space?" Zhang Debiao found it unbelievable. Is it possible for humans to seal such a large space into such a small area?
Judging from his experience this time, it should be the Magic Emperor of the Holy Yuan Calendar who built this space into a place to commemorate those sacrificed saints. This is certainly a great feat, but it also fully demonstrates the strength of that glorious era of magic.
It has reached a level unimaginable by today's humans, almost comparable to gods!
"No wonder in so many magic books, when the holy magicians mention the Holy Magic Age, their voices are full of yearning, saying that it was the golden age, and that now is the age of the end of law, when magic is declining and fighting spirit is declining.
, not as good as before.”
While studying in the Star Academy, he had read a large number of magic books, including many biographies of magisters, which had relevant descriptions of the three stages of the age of magic. In the writings of those magisters and holy magisters, the Tianyuan Calendar,
The Divine Lunar Calendar is an unrepeatable glory, while the Holy Lunar Calendar is the pinnacle of human glory.
Sometimes he is also curious, is it true that during the Tianyuan calendar and the Shenyuan calendar, there were really so many gods walking in the world?
"Why did those gods leave again? Are they really selfless, helping humans build civilization and then retreating?"
Zhang Debiao couldn't figure it out for a long time. He simply didn't think about this problem. He put the space ball into the space ring and thought to himself: "I wonder if I can imprint my fist and mind into the void now?"
Thinking of this, he immediately entered the realm of the Bridge of Life and Death, his momentum surged, and the devil's fighting energy swarmed out, turning into a magic knife and tearing the sky. A small river in front was suddenly cut off by the sword energy, and the flow was cut off for a while!
Zhang Debiao closed his eyes and carefully savored the feeling of the sword. He felt that although the power of the sword had increased several times more than before, it still had not reached the point of imprinting the void. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Only a saint can imprint the spirit into the void.
I'm still far away. I'd better go to Huaxucheng first and see how my two disciples are doing."
Zhang Debiao left the Lost Swamp with the little mute and rushed towards Huaxucheng. Shortly after they left, a mercenary group also came to the valley, trying to find the missing wealth. One of them walked to the river in the valley and suddenly
The river rumbled, huge waves surged, and parted to both sides. A sharp sword flew out from the bottom of the river and struck the mercenary head-on!
This sword was so majestic and fierce that the mercenary watched helplessly as the sword energy struck his head, without even a chance to dodge. Suddenly, the sword energy shattered with a loud crash and disappeared!
The mercenary narrowly escaped death, covered in cold sweat, and said angrily: "Who attacked me?" Several other mercenaries rushed to the river, but saw that the river water resumed flowing, as if nothing had happened.
"Is there a treasure in this river?"
Zhang Debiao didn't know how many people his sword had caused trouble. News of the treasure in the Lost Swamp came again, so that many mercenary groups would go to the Lost Swamp to hunt for treasure for a long time in the future.
When they arrived in Huaxucheng, Zhang Debiao found their father and daughter according to the address left by Sean. When they got there, they discovered that the address they left was a tavern in the slums, where many mercenaries were drinking and having fun, and Sean and Li
Na and his daughter are the owners of this tavern, busy entertaining guests.
Zhang Debiao couldn't help but be extremely curious. Although Sean and his daughter were not as powerful as him, they were still magician-level masters. As long as they wanted to, they could be diners of noble families and enjoy the glory and wealth. Why were they still living in the slums?
place?
"First see how their conduct is. If their conduct is not good, I will treat them as if they have never been here. If their conduct is good, they will be handed over to Brother Tai. This tiger knows much better than me in magic practice, but he is a little careless.
..." Zhang Debiao found a seat and sat down and ordered a drink.
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