Zaid rested for a moment and suddenly felt a violent aura approaching rapidly from a distance. He quickly looked up and saw a giant tiger roaring towards him in mid-air with three pairs of wings. His heart moved: "Is it possible that Amanna
The bastard has also arrived in Kander Continent?" He quickly shouted: "Brother Tai, stay!"
It was Brother Tai who flew over in the air. Hearing the cry of the Holy Magister, he retracted his wings and landed in the valley. He looked at the Holy Magister cautiously and said in a loud voice: "Who are you?"
Zaid wanted to burst into tears. Although he could not say that he had gone through life and death with this six-winged golden beast, he had experienced many dangers together. Who would have thought that when they met again, this bastard didn't even recognize him!
The Holy Mage of the Undead suddenly felt that his sense of existence was drastically reduced: "Could it be that in this guy's heart, I am just an insignificant passerby?"
Brother Tai looked at Zaid's face carefully, and suddenly realized it. He pointed at the Holy Mage of the Dead and said excitedly: "You are the one...ah, what is your name?"
Zaid was poured cold water on him and was happy for a long time. However, the tiger still couldn't remember his name, and the only sense of existence he had was gone.
Little did he know that in Brother Tai's confused mind, not only Zaid and other strong men were passers-by, but even Manzi was just a walk-on. If it weren't for Xiao Hei's sake, Zhang Aman would also be a passer-by.
It’s just A. Only Brother Tai, who is as great as me, is the eternal protagonist of the story, so the existence of the Holy Magister of the Dead is not that important in Tiger’s heart.
"My name is Zaid..."
The Holy Magister reluctantly introduced himself. Brother Tai turned back and licked his feathers and said casually: "Well, Zaid, why did you ask me to stop?"
Zaid realized that he and the tiger had no common language at all. He held back his anger and said, "Where's Aman? Why isn't he with you?"
"He wants to study some martial arts skills, and he is coming here with a little dwarf. I thought they were walking too slowly, so I flew over first."
Zaid blinked and said with a smile: "Master Tai, please go and pick him up. I have a big deal to discuss with him!"
"Big deal?"
Brother Tai immediately turned into a little tiger, flew to the shoulder of the Holy Mage of the Dead, and said with a wide smile: "Tell me, what's the big deal? Talk to me first!"
Zaid hesitated for a moment, feeling a thousand reluctances in his heart, but this tiger was more powerful than him. If he turned against him, he would definitely suffer a loss. He immediately whispered: "In the Pazu Temple, there is the godhead of the demon god Pazu."
!”
Brother Tai remained silent, a fierce light flashed in his small eyes, and he thought in his mind: "It seems that the news that Ah Man got has been leaked. Should I kill him and silence him... Or forget it, so as not to kill him.
Ah Man is making noises in my ears again."
Thinking of this, Tiger patted Zaid heavily on the shoulder and said carelessly: "Undead old ghost, I'll let you go, get out and run for your life!"
The Holy Magister was confused when he heard this. How could he have thought that this bastard had already planned to kill and silence him? He just walked around in front of the gate of hell and continued to whisper: "Many masters have come to the Pazu Temple, and their force is extremely powerful.
One of them, Damas, was no match for me, and he almost killed me with one move! So I thought, let’s join forces..."
"This old undead ghost was almost beaten to death with one move. It seems that I am no match for him. I can't let him get out..."
Brother Tai stretched out his paw and scratched his head. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a good idea, so he had to say: "Follow me first."
Zaid was overjoyed: "Following the six-winged golden light is safer than following Aman. The dragon flies the fastest. Even if you encounter danger, as long as you sit on its back, you will be thousands of miles away in an instant, and no one can even think of catching up!"
However, Zaid had calculated everything, but the only thing he didn't expect was that if he was really in danger, the tiger would probably run away first and not pay any attention to him at all.
In Tai Ge's extremely poor dictionary, the word "rescue the dying and heal the wounded" has never been found. This is because there are too many strokes for "rescue the dying and heal the wounded", which the old man cannot write at all, and naturally it will not appear in his dictionary.
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"Aman, this is the ruins of the palace of General Sidi, one of the eight generals of the Demon God Pazu. After Sidi was killed, the wealth here has long been looted."
In the land of ashes, Zhang Debiao and Aragorn, the swordsman of the Angli tribe, walked together in front of a palace ruins. The Sidi Palace occupies an extremely vast area, and the remaining copper pillars can still be seen from the ruins.
It was once grand.
Aragorn smiled and said: "The god general Sidi is the fifth god general under Pazu. The top four god generals are ordered to guard the Demon Palace, and the next four god generals are responsible for guarding the Kander Continent. In the legend of the Maori people,
When those ancient powerful men came to Kander Continent in pursuit of the demon god Pazu, they were blocked by the four great generals. In that battle, Sidi and others died one after another..."
Having said this, Aragorn looked back and saw Zhang Debiao frowning and thinking as he walked. Apparently he didn't hear clearly what he was saying. He shook his head secretly and thought to himself: "This guy is really a martial arts idiot. Doesn't it mean that people in southern Xinjiang are all
Is he a barbarian whose brain is full of muscles? Why is he smarter than me..."
Along the way, Zhang Debiao kept asking him about his experience in practicing the Art of Flying in the Dream. At that time, Aragorn discovered that this barbarian was unimaginably smart. As long as he gave him a little guidance, he could understand, comprehend, and even draw inferences from one instance to answer other questions.
Even though I, an experienced expert who has been practicing the art of walking in dreams for seven or eight hundred years, have never thought about it.
"Rumors are very harmful. Who would have thought that the legendary stupid barbarian from southern Xinjiang could be so smart unless he saw it with his own eyes?"
In fact, the people in southern Xinjiang are indeed not very smart, but it does not mean that they are stupid.
People from Southern Xinjiang just believe too much in force and believe that fists can solve all problems, but are unwilling to use their brains to think of other solutions. This is why other races think that people in Southern Xinjiang have nothing but brains the size of pine nuts in their heads.
All are thick muscles.
"My demon god's true body and mind has been finalized. It will only become more and more difficult to integrate other mental powers. Fortunately, I have a great master like Aragorn by my side. If I don't understand anything, I can ask him." Zhang Debiao squinted his eyes and looked long.
He breathed a sigh of relief, until now, he finally integrated the Angry Tribe's Dream Skill into the Demon God's true body!
A supreme mental method that accommodates thirty-seven Dou Qi channels, including the five unique skills on the Qigong Dou Qi list and the Orc War God Technique, was finally born!
"Now, my demon god's true form should be comparable to the battle victory, right?"
Zhang Debiao was so excited that he followed Aragorn quietly. After his mind calmed down, he immediately activated the Demon God True Body Art. With a thought, the fighting energy in the upper, middle and lower dantians surged out and flowed to all three parts of his body. Seventeen Dou Qi passages are running freely in the passages, and I feel warm and indescribably comfortable all over my body.
Aragon was walking in front when he suddenly heard various sounds coming from Zhang Debiao, including the sound of bells and drums, and he couldn't help but look back in surprise.
Boruo, Boruo!
Zhang Debiao's fighting spirit vibrated his chest, roaring like a behemoth. At the same time, his channels and meridians were constantly being purified and consolidated by the fighting spirit, and his bones became stronger and stronger. His snow-white bones gradually revealed a faint golden color, and his muscles were full of energy. With more and more powerful force, more than 600 muscles beat together, the small ones are like earthworms, the medium ones are like frogs, and the large tendons are like pythons rolling their slippery trunks under the skin!
His body was also expanding continuously. During this period of time when Aragorn turned his head to look, he saw Zhang Debiao falling with one step, and his body expanded a little taller. After walking for more than ten steps, he only heard two snapping sounds, and the shoes under his feet became bigger. It was torn apart by his big feet, and then the shirt fell apart with a stab, revealing an extremely majestic upper body. The surface of the skin was covered with black snake-like runes. These runes were still twisting and swimming, constantly changing positions!
"What kind of mentality is this?"
Aragorn was extremely shocked. He saw Zhang Debiao walking faster and faster, gradually running like the wind, and quickly used the Dream Art to catch up.
Zhang Debiao's steps became bigger and bigger, covering a distance of more than ten meters in one step. His steps became faster and faster, and he rushed forward like lightning. Aragorn's legs were too short, so he had to muster up his fighting spirit and chase forward with all his strength. Only then can I catch up with him.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this guy? He actually managed to reach the seventh level in the Dream Art of Flying Dragonfly in just one stick of incense!"
Zhang Debiao's fighting spirit was flying wildly around his body, constantly rushing out of his body, but without any damage, it returned directly to his body. From a distance, he looked like a giant demon god, with the surrounding demonic energy permeating the air, and jet-black air pillars spinning crazily around him, setting off Gusts of wind!
His fighting energy was flowing in and out of the three major dantians. The fighting energy was running faster and faster, becoming more and more pure, and his mental strength was also improving by leaps and bounds. Suddenly, "Boruo! Boruo! Boruo" came from his chest. !" With nine roars, the dragon-elephant's power suddenly increased three times in this instant!
The eighth level of the Long Meng Bao Xiang, the nine-headed Behemoth, with its invincible power comparable to that of the Holy Dragon, finally broke through at this moment!
"The thirty-seven fighting qi channels and the Dzogchen mental method can actually bring about such a big change. I originally thought that Long Meng Baoxiang would only break through after becoming a fighting saint. I didn't expect that after the thirty-seven fighting qi channels were perfected, , it will come naturally, and smoothly enter the eighth level..."
Zhang Debiao had not yet come to his senses and carefully savored the changes brought about by the triple increase in power. Suddenly, the thirty-seven Dou Qi channels vibrated together. The Dou Qi surged and became extremely abundant. The Great Red Sky Demon God also advanced all the way, almost at the same time. Charge to the eighth level!
The changes brought about by the Great Red Sky Demon God have not stopped yet. Titan Fu Neng Sheng, the God of War Art, the White Bone True Body of the Great Sky Demon, and the Dreaming Bird that had just been integrated into the Demon God's true body, all broke through at the same time, reaching the height of the eighth level!
At this moment, the fighting spirit in Zhang Debiao's body was so abundant that it was unimaginable, even far exceeding any sword master he had ever seen, and no less than the Fighting Saint Aldan Wildhammer. Shoot out a column of air and crash into the sky!
Boom!
The space in the Land of Ashes was like a big gong. It was struck by his energy and spirit, making a deafening sound. The aftermath of the space rippled around, as if a hurricane swept through, taking away the fists and thoughts left by those ancient powerful men. The residual magic and magic were swept away, revealing a clear space with a radius of more than a hundred meters!
Those fist thoughts, spiritual thoughts and residual magical thoughts were wiped out from the space by his energy in an instant!
Aragorn looked at Zhang Debiao in shock, and suddenly heard a loud "thud" sound coming from his chest. He saw that the air column formed by his energy became straighter and thicker, like a giant pillar rushing into the sky. , causing the space above the Land of Ashes to ripple!
The rhythm of Pluto's heart!
Zhang Debiao's heart pounded loudly, and the pillar of essence grew larger and larger, with an astonishing power. Aragorn looked at all this with a complex expression, and murmured: "What on earth is he doing...I know, This kid is taking the opportunity to charge Dou Sheng!"
boom!
boom!
boom!
Zhang Debiao's energy pillar hit the space again and again. He was indeed attacking the Dou Sheng. At this stage of his cultivation, he was already at the peak that his physical body could hold, and his Dou Qi was also pure to the extreme. It was impossible to go further. Therefore, he took advantage of the vigor when his mind was broken through, touched the various mysterious insights of Dou Sheng, and immediately launched a brazen attack on Dou Sheng's realm!
Suddenly, an unparalleled powerful momentum spread far over the land of ashes, so powerful that it made people shocked, frightened, trembled, and surrendered!
In the chaotic gray layer, the peerless experts who came to take risks one after another raised their heads and looked in the direction of Zhang Debiao.
"It seems to be that boy Aman..." Brother Tai licked his lips and just turned his head when he was hit by a fist and rolled and flew several miles away.
Zaid on its back said angrily: "Brother Tai, can you please pay attention? How dare you lose your mind in a place like this..."
"Undead old ghost, shut up! Do you believe I will throw you away?"
Two lines of tears from the Holy Magister of the Undead fell silently from his skinny cheeks: "The situation is stronger than human beings. If you don't hurry up, you bastard, Ah Man, I can't control this six-winged golden light..."
At the other end of the chaotic gray layer, Damas was desperately attacking the fists and residual thoughts left by the ancient strong men fighting against the demon god Pazu. Suddenly he noticed this momentum, and was surprised and murmured: "Who could actually be in the ashes?" Land Impact Sword Master... No, no, this momentum is much stronger than Sword Master, could it be Dou Sage? I'm afraid that's not right, Dou Sage wouldn't have such an amazing momentum..."
Behind him, Tutangudus had a weird smile on his face and murmured softly: "Haha, is it that kid? I didn't expect him to start attacking the Dou Sheng so quickly. It's finally the time for me to harvest the fruits. The perfect fighting saint body..."
Underneath the chaotic gray layer, a gray-robed young man was walking slowly in the boundless chaotic space. Wherever his footsteps went, the violent fists, thoughts, and magical thoughts stopped one after another. Only after he walked through did he stop. It would break out again. Wutu Gubisi followed him step by step, cautiously, lest he step out of the protection range of the young man.
"What a powerful momentum, almost comparable to when I broke through..." The young man turned around and looked into the distance, as if his eyes could penetrate the chaotic space, with an interesting expression on his face, and chuckled: "
I didn’t expect that in this era of declining martial arts, there are still people who can practice to such a perfect state..."
Wutu Gubisi said with a flattering smile: "Young Master's qualifications are unparalleled in the sky and on earth. Of course, that person can't compare to you. Not to mention a barbarian from southern Xinjiang, even a god can't compare to you..."
"Stop trying to flatter me."
The young man smiled slightly, but his expression looked very useful, and he said with a smile: "Unfortunately, that person has accumulated too little combat experience, so I'm afraid he won't be able to successfully break through the Dou Sheng."
After that, the young man sighed quietly and said in a vicissitudes of tone: "Young people today are so impatient. I think in my time, the barbarian masters had to challenge masters from all sides and accumulate combat experience before they could break through... I won't say anymore.
, it’s better to go to Pazu Demon Palace, where there is a thing that cannot be lost in my temples, the reincarnated demon fetus..."
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In the land of ashes, Zhang Debiao beat his heart over and over again, supplying Qi and blood several times more powerful to his whole body, attacking the realm of Dou Sheng. Unexpectedly, even with his peak cultivation, he still could not successfully break the last barrier. He only felt that Dou Sheng was
The realm is right in front of you, you can touch it at your fingertips, and you have all kinds of wonderful insights in your mind, but you just lack the last bit of strength and you can't break through.
He couldn't help but become more and more anxious. Suddenly, the energy column suddenly fell, the energy in his whole body shrank sharply, his mental power retreated into his mind, and his fighting energy quickly withdrew from the fighting energy channel, all flowing back into the three major Dantians.
Zhang Debiao's body was empty for a moment. The consequences of his failure to attack the Dou Sheng came almost instantly. He felt that his limbs were in splitting pain and his chest was heavy. He vomited black blood and fell to the ground. His face instantly turned pale.
, without a trace of blood!
Aragorn stood aside, looking at him with pity, and said in his heart: "The failure to attack the Saint's Domain will have extremely disastrous consequences. Not only will the cultivation level be greatly reduced, but even the vitality will be greatly depleted. Aman's life is over, but it is a pity.
His qualifications..."
Before he finished thinking, he saw Zhang Debiao vomiting black blood again, then stood up shakily, patted the dust on his butt, a trace of rosy color gradually appeared on his pale face, glanced at Aragorn, and said calmly: "Let's go
Bar."
Aragorn saw him jumping to life in an instant, as if such a serious consequence as failing to attack the Dou Sheng was just a slight injury to him. He couldn't help but widen his little eyes, and he wanted to jump out to show him, and said: "
Why are you not dead..."
Zhang Debiao turned his head, looked at him in surprise, and asked doubtfully: "Will you die if you fail to attack the Saint's Domain?"
Aragorn looked at him like a monster, and said angrily: "Didn't anyone teach you that you can never attack the Saint's Domain without enough accumulation?"
Zhang Debiao said honestly: "No." After that, he said with great joy: "It seems that I am really lucky, I almost died in a daze..."
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After a while, Aragorn spat angrily: "Perverted southern Xinjiang people, perverted barbarians! God Mahar, curse these barbarians..." (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please log in
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