Practitioner with the World Gate

Chapter 127 The First Mask

Something unexpected happened to Lu Fan.

The old man threw away the magic book, opened the hidden compartment on the floor, and took out a mask.

"Lu Fan, get ready to absorb his magic power, if you feel uncomfortable, you must speak up."

"Nijia mask!" Lu Fan couldn't help being surprised.

"Yes, Cheng Long didn't go that time, he was working with Sheriff Black."

"Father and Xiaoyu went out and searched all over the Holy Master's treasury, not only the Encyclopedia of Black Magic, but Xiaoyu also found this mask."

"I guess you need more than just the magic of a pattern, right?"

"Yes, that's right!"

The excitement in Lu Fan's heart was almost overflowing, he didn't expect his father to give him a big surprise.

Sure enough, Cheng Long and Blake are not reliable at all, and it has to be Dad + Xiaoyu.

The magic power contained in the Tara tattoo is not too much, this mask is the complete body of one of the ten masks!

"If you receive magic power, I think I have a better way."

Lu Fan smiled mysteriously, and took out fragments of the Heavenly Book from his arms.

He refused to allow unknown forces to enter his body.

The ghost knows what's behind the scenes.

Tianshu is a good transit point.

Put it here first, if the situation is not right, you can give it up directly, at most you will lose a page of gold paper.

Pop didn't understand what it was, but that wasn't the point.

He slowly poured the potion on the mask, and as he muttered words, streams of magic power gushed out.

"Hey, what a powerful magic power!"

"What a powerful energy!"

Lu Fan and his father exclaimed in unison.

The former marveled at the magic of the mask, the latter marveled at the power itself.

Very strange power, as energy, has a 'magic effect' directly.

Lu Fan's mana is mana, and Guo Feng's true energy is true energy. These are all energy, and at most it can be distinguished [hard or not].

But this magic power is different, he has a fixed template!

It directly corresponds to summoning the Shadow Legion.

Soon, all the magic power was stripped out, black smoke billowed, and the mask on the ground shattered.

"Lu Fan, are you sure this golden book can bear it?"

The old man maintained his magic, with a constipated look on his face, obviously struggling.

"It's all right, don't worry, Dad."

Seeing this, the old man no longer persisted, and directly manipulated the magic power to inject the fragments of the heavenly book.

However, a strange scene was born.

Only a fraction of the magic goes in, most is left where it is.

"Hey, something went wrong?" Dad was very surprised.

Lu Fan was thoughtful, looked closely at the fragments of the Heavenly Book, and shook his head: "There is nothing wrong, it's a success."

At this time, the old man couldn't hold on any longer, and sat down on the ground.

The suspended magic power also continued to surge, and finally disappeared slowly.

"They didn't return to the master, these are just pure demonic energy."

In some respects, Lu Fan knows more from the perspective of God.

He picked up the fragments of the heavenly book and opened it, and a pattern appeared on the first page.

"Father, that is no longer magic power, but pure magic energy (black energy), the magic power is all here!"

Professional vocabulary such as magic power and magic energy have many deviations due to the screenwriter's cognition and translation problems.

In the world of spells, the magic power represents the magic itself to a certain extent, and most of the magic power naturally possess [ability template].

For example, the magic power of the mask can summon the ghost army, and the spell is one of the magic powers of the Holy Lord.

Demonic energy is the source of evil power, and it is also a part of this world.

Dad and the others are righteous, while Shengzhu, Daolong, Tara, etc. are demonic.

It is the 'Qi' of the two camps, one good and one evil.

The fragments of the heavenly book only carry the [template], but reject all energy.

Even Lu Fan couldn't inject his own mana into it.

So, the current situation has arisen.

With Lu Fan's support, the old man stood up, pushed his glasses, saw the pattern clearly, and couldn't help laughing after figuring out the reason.

"Okay, that's great, the magic energy is still weakened, Lu Fan, it's all thanks to you!"

The total amount of magic energy has not been weakened, and the balance of yin and yang in the world has not been destroyed.

But there is one less 'ability' mastered by the demonic side.

This is like Lu Fan now.

If he loses mind control, the combat power will indeed be reduced, but the total amount of mana and Dao foundation will not be affected.

For a world, how many 'skills' are not important, 'quantity' is fundamental.

"It's Daddy who is so powerful, he can easily deprive the magic power from the mask."

Lu Fan helped him onto the sofa.

He couldn't wait any longer, the bull talisman was still in the main world, and now there were new supernatural seeds.

After thinking about it, Lu Fan took out the flower.

"It contains the inheritance of Qi Refining Method, I'm going to deal with these things now, why don't you help me keep them?"

"Hi~"

The old man jumped up on the spot, as if he was going to hit Lu Fan on the head, but he didn't fall in the end.

"Such an important thing, what if Dad loses it!"

"One more thing, where did Xiaoyu go!!!"

It's a little old urchin, Lu Fan couldn't help laughing, and quickly ran back to the room with a greeting.

main world.

Lu Fan tore off a page of gold paper and threw it on the cow charm, which immediately began to weather.

He turned to look at the fragments of the heavenly book in his hand.

The pattern this time is very interesting, a villain, sitting in place.

There are several dark shadows standing around him, but they are not ninja figures, but assassin figures.

Masks, Baotou, strong clothes, cloth shoes.

There are a row of throwing knives and lancets pinned to his waist, and short knives suitable for close-quarters assassination stuck in his back.

Somewhat similar, but full of the style of the ancestors.

Most of the assassins have already taken shape, and there are a few half formed in the outer circle, and the other half is still a shadow.

It seems to have just been born from the shadows.

After a little perception, Lu Fan determined that there was nothing in the ability and no sequelae, so he directly chose to inherit it.

Accept legacy loading
The shorter inheritance time this time has a lot to do with Lu Fan's own improvement.

"That's it"

There was an unstoppable smile on his face.

Since the opening of the world of spells, the thing that I have been thinking about the most has finally arrived.

His soul, which had been dusty for a long time, also erupted slightly: "Come out, my... er... my Shadow Assassins!"

Shadows flowed under his feet, and then a 'person' with the appearance of a Chinese assassin appeared.

Only one.

Lu Fan wanted to summon again, but his spiritual sense told him that he couldn't do it.

"Linked to Taoism"

There is no Dao Xing, Dao Xing +1, Quantity +1, and at the same time, it is greatly strengthened.

This has become an out-and-out [supernatural power spell] and the like.

Lu Fan thought about it, and turned to look at the assassin.

Mainly look at the eyes.

Scarlet eyes with pupils!
"Try your ability!" Lu Fan waved his hand lightly.

The assassin suddenly exerted force and kicked him sideways with quick movements.

boom!boom!Snapped!
After several rounds of fighting between the two, the assassin was slapped flying by Lu Fan's luck and smashed against the wall.

However, he just patted the dust on his chest, and then knelt down on one knee to salute.

"!"

"So strong!"

Lu Fan was a little surprised, thought for a while, and simply shot a thunderbolt to bombard the opponent.

boom--!
The thunder flashed, and the assassin retreated again and again, but he did not die.

There was a hole in his chest, and every time the black mist drifted and gathered, he was recovering slowly!
(End of this chapter)