One person transforms the gods into the heavens

"How is it possible...my Three Jewels and Wudou Armor were all shattered with just one blow!"

The game at this time has reached the third game and is halfway through.

Ma Xianhong looked at the remaining fragments of his body in disbelief and muttered to himself.

You know, those three jewels are high-end magic weapons with the ability to repair themselves!

It consists of three beads. The middle bead activates the protective effect. Every time the protective effect is destroyed, the middle bead will break and the beads on both sides will dim. Repair the middle bead, but it takes time to repair itself. In total, it can Destroyed three times.

Not to mention the defensive power of the Wu Doukai. As Ma Xianhong's own melee armor, the defense power is almost full, okay!

And now, with just one blow, it was completely shattered!

"Nothing is impossible. In my opinion, although your magic weapon is good, the quality is still too poor."

"Ordinary products are ordinary products after all. The materials are not up to standard and there are not many miracles!"

Lu Zhen patted the non-existent dust on his hands and looked at the man in front of him curiously.

She has light pink and gray waist-length hair, a white bandage on her forehead, a black mole directly under her eyes, and very long eyelashes.

Wearing a white suit, barefoot, he carried his own magic weapons on his wrists, ankles and around his neck.

Overall, it has a somewhat neutral look.

But it is strange that Lu Zhen, as a great god who occupies the position of Shaojun Fengdu, is the most sensitive to the three souls and seven souls in one person.

The man in front of him had an obvious disharmony between his soul and body, as if he had been kneaded and transformed.

As far as he knew, there was only one technique that could produce such effects.

"Interesting, both hands?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Zhen's mouth.

He looked at Ma Xianhong with his handsome eyes. He had to say that this guy had a lot of things on him, and they were all good things.

The three orbs around the neck are high-end magic weapons with the ability to repair themselves. Now, they are all dim.

There was also the Wudou Armor that he had broken before. When used, it spread out and covered the whole body to form black armor.

If he were an ordinary stranger, he really wouldn't be able to defeat him.

The whole Yiduobao boy!

"Is the magic machine perfected? It has been transformed by both hands. It must have become a chess piece of a certain mastermind. It's interesting!"

Lu Zhen showed a wicked smile.

"If it's a chess piece, then if someone else's chess piece is snatched away, wouldn't it be my chess piece?"

You know, Lu Zhen is very short of people now, especially a technical geek like Ma Xianhong.

He is not like his father, who has Tiangong and Shenjiang as his workshops.

Looking at Ma Xianhong in front of him, Lu Zhen gradually started to have bad ideas.

In short, it is the "body" of Lu Ma Xianhong!

Ma Xianhong was so scared that Lu Zhen looked at him like he was looking at prey.

"Tie the Immortal Rope."

Ma Xianhong turned on his protection again and threw out two golden ropes. The two ropes seemed to be alive and came towards Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen allowed the snake-like golden rope to bind him. After feeling its power, he found that the effect was surprisingly good.

It should be modeled after the Immortal Binding Rope of the Pantheon, and it has a certain suppressive effect on the innate energy.

It's just...

For Lu Zhen, it is still too weak!

I saw Lu Zhen push hard, and with the power of his body, the rope that bound the immortal collapsed directly. A good magical weapon could not restrain the young dragon Lu Zhen at all!

"monster!"

A drop of cold sweat left on Ma Xianhong's forehead.

The Immortal Binding Rope could not be tied up, and the three orbs and Wu Doukai were directly smashed to pieces with one finger.

He couldn't imagine what the young man in front of him looked like.

At this time, Lu Zhen walked towards Ma Xianhong slowly step by step.

"Trapped Formation!"

Ma Xianhong hurriedly threw out six red beads, which were called Liuhe beads.

The magic weapon, which is shaped like a small red sphere, flies in the air. The six magic weapons can cooperate with each other to form a barrier-like effect, trapping the opponent, or the two magic weapons can be linked together to create a trip wire-like effect. Facing the rapidly formed light prison, Lu Zhen still smiled softly, showing no pressure, and placed his palms on the surface of the light prison.

A powerful force was emitted, and the barrier-like light prison collapsed directly!

Next, facing the "monster" boy in front of him, Ma Xianhong tried his best.

The magic weapon that looks like the head of a dancing lion cries and roars in the sky.

The soul-shaking bell that shakes and shakes the soul.

It flies in the air and absorbs the opponent's Qi and the Swallowing Beast that uses Qi as a move.

There are also a large number of flowers that are constantly thrown out from the sac.

Until the arena was filled with fragments and remains of magical instruments.

"I'll go. Are you Doraemon?"

Although these flowers in front of him are just a slap in the face to Lu Zhen, but if they continue to be beaten like this, they will be annoying to death.

It's like the fatigue caused by playing games and killing monsters.

Lu Zhen took advantage of the gap when Ruhua didn't attack, turned his palm over, pinched eight golden beans between his fingers, and shot them out.

“Spreading beans makes an army—where are the Yellow Turban warriors?”

A call.

The eight golden beans burst out with golden light, and suddenly turned into a statue of three feet tall and burly, wearing an embroidered jacket, with a bronze-colored body, a bright and upright face, a bright yellow ribbon around his waist, and flying cloud boots on his feet, which looked majestic. The powerful yellow scarf warrior.

I saw eight yellow scarf warriors leaning down together and shouting:

"What is your command from the Lord God?"

Lu Zhen stood in front of the eight powerful men and waved his hands behind him.

"Shock them!"

"We - respect the decree of God!"

The golden light is condensed in the hands of the eight warriors, and it is constantly turned into weapons such as golden hammers, axes and axes. Holding them in their hands, facing the surging divine machine like flowers, they are like tigers entering the forest, crushing them all the way.

The faces of the leaders in the stands in the distance were filled with wonder, and one of them even stroked his beard and sighed:

"What a great and powerful guardian general. I didn't expect that my Taoist sect's technique of spreading beans and forming soldiers would be restored by the Zhengyi sect. What a good method. It's really a good method."

"Old Zhang, everyone says that your Tianshi Mansion is famous for its thunder skills. Now it seems that your other magical powers are pretty good too!"

Facing the praises from all the masters, Zhang Zhiwei's face showed a look of confusion. When did the Tianshi Mansion have such a method?

Why doesn't he, the headmaster, know?

However, he couldn't say much at this time, lest he get off the stage, so he could only hold on to his face and say: "It's nothing, nothing, just a little trick, it can't be considered elegant."

As he spoke, he looked at his junior brother with dangerous eyes, trying to find an explanation.

But Lu Chun wouldn't pay attention to him. He drank tea leisurely and ignored the matter as it had nothing to do with him.

Senior brother, just take the blame for me!

Anyway, it’s not like you’ve already taken the blame once or twice, senior brother, so it doesn’t hurt to have one more!

On the field, facing eight golden-armored warriors who looked like mountains, Ma Xianhong's Ruhua was completely vulnerable. In less than a moment, all those magical machines were crushed to pieces!

In the face of small soldiers, these substitute attacks are really useful, saving Lu Zhen from having to fight them one by one.

"Ma Xianhong, when it comes to figurines, you'd better make a few bigger ones. As for you, these are really unsightly!" Lu Zhen said softly.

As he spoke, he did not forget to show a look of disgust on his face. There was no way, these flowers were really ugly, which made people have to doubt Ma Xianhong's taste.

"How about it, do you want to admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat? Of course not!"

Ma Xianhong will not forget the task his sister gave him before taking the stage, asking him to strive for a high ranking.

This was just the preliminary round of the finals, how could he admit defeat!

I saw Ma Xianhong once again took out two magical puppets from the bag, one black and one white, as if black and white were impermanent, standing beside Ma Xianhong.

The body is covered with the same red beads as the Wu Doukai, so it seems that its defense power is not weak.

"This should be your last resort, right?" Lu Zhen asked.

"That's right, even though I know there's a good chance I won't be able to beat you, I still want to give it a try!" Ma Xianhong insisted.

Lu Zhen nodded.

"I understand, then let me shatter your illusions!"

(End of this chapter)