Black Wizard Zhu Peng

　　 is also Baodan, but there is a difference between Dan and Dan.

Buddhism called relics, Laozi said golden pill, and Confucianism said it was awe-inspiring. It doesn’t matter to the earth in the 21st century empty demons environment. Holding pill means holding pill strength. The difference in appearance is extremely subtle. However, there is a fundamental difference after all. .

　　 When the external environment changes drastically, this apparent difference gradually becomes obvious.

　　 In the era of the wizarding world, practitioners who believe in Buddhism find that they have more advantages in defense and physical training. Arhats are more likely to have a strong physical body during the practice process and obtain a powerful body.

　　The Golden Core Cultivator who is biased towards Taoism has the most coordinated aura and the most harmonious unity of the spirit and the body under the cultivation of life. As a result, the vastness of the body is long and he recovers while beating. He claims to have infinite strength and consumption first!

　　In the Chinese Samurai Association, the representative of Buddhism is of course the bright future Buddha Fuhui in the hands of the eight great masters, and the representative of Taoism is the mind-reading ghost Li Daoman and the Shouzheng sword Xu Baishan.

The representative figure of Confucianism is Liu Jinghong, the Sword Sage of Gale, who has an eleven-room concubine and enjoys the blessings of the world. Han Fangxue, who is related to Liu Jinghong’s cousin, also leans towards Confucianism, just like the Fiery King Iron Slave. Like Buddhism, Confucian cultivators have the most advantages in the two aspects of "thick accumulation" and "throughput" after holding alchemy. They are known as powerful and profound, and sweep out the vast sea with one sword.

Of course, this classification is only an advantage of relative tendencies. Buddhist masters may not necessarily have weak minds and spirits. Daoist masters may not necessarily lack incomparable strong men. Confucian masters may not necessarily have the strongest physique. An example of this is Li Jingxuan, an all-inclusive miscellaneous.

Li Jingxuan used her physical strength to overwhelm Fuhui and Tie Nu, and used her profound sword skills to defeat Li Daoman and Xu Baishan, and then forcefully overwhelm Liu Jinghong with a terrifying and terrifying aura, saying that the Chinese Samurai Association is equally famous. Eight masters, in fact, the first place to beat the remaining seven.

　　 If it is really a life-and-death fight, the second to eighth place will work together, it is very difficult to say whether they can fight Li Jingxuan.

It’s just that many forces in the Wizard City don’t know the blindness of the Chinese people. Seeing that Li Jingxuan is so fierce that he has almost no friends, he instinctively has a certain degree of jealousy for the seven masters behind him: they could not even dream of it. Seven of the so-called "eight masters of the Chinese Samurai Association" are actually used to make up the scene.

Although Li Jing’s Xuanwu martial arts are mixed, some people will not say that he is a master of the magic sect. They can only say that they cultivated a miscellaneous family. In fact, Li Jingxuan was originally from the Hongmen Zhi Gong Party, a typical social person, and ordinary people don’t say much about justice. In front of the power, it often seems awkward.

　　 In the underground prison of the Chinese Warrior Association of Wizard City, Zhu Peng met the white alchemist Pusi.

　　 After meeting each other's spirits, Zhu Peng tasted it, and felt that Pusi's Dan Jin tasted wrong, and it had a divine taste.

It’s as if everyone’s hugs are round and bright, but the hugs in front of them are prismatic and the color is not right. Zhu Peng reasoned that Pusi was born in Catholicism and believed in Christ. What **** did was not to despise others, but to value religious martial arts in this vein.

　　 Any martial arts system has gradually risen from the physical training to the realm of training the mind. In the age of earth civilization, from 1096 to 1291, Islamic civilization and Christian civilization collided and fought for two centuries. The martial arts techniques refined in this process were terrifying.

Especially in front of Pusi who learned Chinese and Western skills, he was promoted to Taoist Wonderland in boxing martial arts. Zhu Peng even had the idea of ​​anatomy and research after capturing the opponent. This idea scared him himself. After a jump, he quickly dispelled Zhu Peng who didn't know that as time passed, he would go deeper and deeper in the wizarding road, and he would have more and more thoughts like this, and finally become a reality.

　　 At this time, the entire soul-bound green grassland illusion turned over and began to change into the form of night, cloudy wind, wasteland and ancient battlefield.

　　 At the beginning, this realm card had the effect of a white board card. With the passage of time or the blood sacrifice of battle, it gradually turned into a blue card effect, and it is now normal.

　　 When the entire green grassland illusion just unfolds, it is a dark blue card effect. When the night falls, the wind whistle, the wasteland spreads, and the ancient battlefield faintly kills and roars, the entire illusion field gradually becomes the blessing effect of golden cards.

　　 At the beginning, Pusey didn't know what kind of psychology he had. He still subconsciously procrastinated for time. However, as time went by, the white old alchemist found that the surrounding environment became more and more frightening to suppress and reject him.

Although the grass under his feet would grow and entangle himself, for the alchemist, he broke away with a slight effort. However, when the night and death wasteland spread out, a rotten hand stretched out under the earth and his ears There were images of ghosts and Shura-like roars.

　　 finally realized that the more time he procrastinated, the more there was no way to survive.

　　唰!

　　 Pusi finally took the lead. He suddenly squatted and exerted strength with his feet, and his whole body faintly spread a circle of ripples around, showing a huge and incomparable strength.

　　 At the next moment, his body dashed towards Zhu Peng like an arrow from the string.

Ok! ?

　　 Just when the opponent's breath exploded, Zhu Peng immediately noticed something wrong.

Vaguely, the spirit of Pusi's boxing spirit hibernates and burns like a huge red flame. The brilliance of the flame is very sacred and solemn, with a taste like a gorgeous hymn. This is the spirit of boxing that is closely related to religion. , But although Zhu Peng didn't understand much about the religion of Christ Jesus, he also felt the strangeness in the opponent's boxing.

　　 Between these surprises, Pusi has passed through in an instant

Spatial distance.

The white alchemist's arms even showed orange-red flames on many orifice points around his body. After that, his arms entangled like a snake, pointing like a letter, covering Zhu Peng's face, throat, and chest. Many big holes in the middle and so on, a strong offensive broke out in an instant!

　　 His hands move like a snake hissing sound, and the force it emits is to condense the flames and the snake to split the air and kill Zhu Peng with one move. It has both form and spirit, and it is ferocious and brutal.

At the same time, the powerful breath carried a blazing flame, and Zhu Peng's mouth and nose even smelled the scent of sulfur and lava, and it enveloped Pucci's body and accompanied his arms to shoot out fiery flames. The weird power of the human soul.

　　 (This smell is devil? No, it's the devil!)

　　 Facing Puxi's snake-like fists, he displayed an offensive that looked like a **** snake bite.

Zhu Peng's horse stride is steady and steady. The blood in his body is running, his skin is black and the palms of his hands are painted with symbols, the inside and the outside are united, and the physical strength is burst in an instant, with both fists out, the strength is infinite : The momentum is like violent thunder falling for nine days!

　　 leaned forward and made a progressive attack. At this moment, his fists felt like a blue dragon rushing out of the water. Behind him, the two girls, Liu Sheng Suyue and Park Hye-hee, only felt that there was a violent burst of crimson red light in front of them. As they squinted slightly, the prestigious white alchemist Pusi of the Chinese Samurai Association was like a Zhu Peng fisted like a cannonball and flew out.

　　 The old white man flew upside down and smashed to the ground after rolling out a long time before he stood up fiercely, but his face became paler, the blue ghost fire in his eyes had more vivid eyes, but his arms could not restrain his shaking slightly.

　　 "It turns out that it is not the Catholic Church of Christ Jesus. You really have the smell of hymns. You first believed in religion, then apostasy, and finally turned to the **** devil. What is the name of your fighting qigong martial arts?"

"Hell hymns invade the abyss, countless deaths, no gods have seen, but **** is closer to us, if so, then ask the devil in **** for strength, why am I wrong?" Accompanying these words, The blazing hell-like flames of Pusi's body burned more and more vigorously, and even spread madly, making him look like a burning fireman.

　　 At this moment, he also knows that facing a terrible and powerful enemy he has only seen in his life, he is already volatizing his own strength regardless of his own death. Even if he dies, he will at least pull the opponent in front of him on the road.

　　 "This kind of mind, how did you succeed in holding Dan? The devil who traded with you helped you? No wonder Mr. Li sent Monk Fuhui to arrest you. He really defeated you very fiercely."

　　 spoke softly and walked forward, but his body broke through the black mist that surrounded him, in the eyes of the white alchemist, the aura and coercion on the opposite man became more and more terrifying Shen Xiong:

　　 The powerful, invincible, and vast artistic conception spreads, reaching the realm he can't imagine. In a trance, it was like watching an ancient giant slowly walk out of the mist, and the tiny manpower seemed to be unable to compete with it.

"No wonder Mr. Li doesn't agree with you leftover species in my heart. Relying on mountains and landslides, on water, and on everyone running to face disasters, relying on God? When God does not come, he will immediately switch to the devil, but it is really realistic. Typical western thinking."

"In your mythology, fire is bestowed by God, or some **** (Prometheus) stole it for you, and in our history, fire is our ancestors This is the difference. In the face of the Doomsday Flood, you escaped in Noah’s Ark and gave up the tribe on the ground to survive only by yourself. In our history, Dayu’s control of the water three times never entered the house. Dedicated all our lives to cure the flood, so we made him king. In your mythology, the gods are supreme and possess absolute power and infinite power. Throughout the world, only our ancestors dared to say Kuafu Chasing the Sun , Jingwei reclaimed the sea and Houyi shot the sun."

"Our ancestors have taught us from ancient times who bully us, can't counsel us, just be positive, we Chinese people can lose, can die, but if we don’t die in one day, the struggle will not end. We will never succumb to you. "When Zhu Peng roared to the last sentence, Pussy was filled with great fear, and he felt as if he saw the man walking slowly in front of him, and his whole body was burning and forming a huge blade. The giant tiger, with its ferocious appearance, seemed to choose someone to eat.

　　The lacquered black suddenly overlapped with the slender hands like splashed with ink, and they stood up, just like the "wind and rain" in the Taoist Yangping seal, but the gestures were slightly different.

　　 Zhu Peng took this momentum not to call the wind to call the rain, but to cure the flood of the river, the two ring fingers turned outwards, aroused, and finally formed a heavy and huge tripod seal.

　　 Once the fist and the powerful seal were formed, Zhu Peng's eyes burst into a terrifying brilliance.

　　The ancient chaotic giant gradually shrouded a layer of solemnity, gradually becoming clearer and more and more majestic and terrifying, as if it was the emperor Yu who lived three times in the ancient times for the people of the world.

　　 "It's almost like killing a chicken with a dragon knife, is it necessary?"

　　 At the moment when Zhu Peng's body is like electricity, striding forward, the cyclone around his body frantically swirls around as if riding the wind. Among the two girls behind him, the Japanese girl Yanagi Mizutsuki couldn't bear the pressure of the spill. She groaned softly, relieving her unbearable mental pressure by speaking.

"This is the so-called super genius. We ordinary people want to break through the bottleneck. We need to find a master who is evenly matched or even stronger with ourselves, and appreciate the horror of wandering between life and death, in order to stimulate the potential to explode martial arts, and even realize the higher one. Boxing skills, but some people have deep roots and fight against masters of the same rank or even worse than their own. When the spirit is elevated to a certain level, they can also transform into boxing. However, Brother Zhu’s martial arts

The academic qualifications are indeed so good. I heard that he is still a virgin cultivating pure Yang Qigong. If I double practice with him, I might gain a lot of martial arts experience. Under the double practice and mutual help, I can make up for my lack of qualifications and step into the realm of the alchemy. "Park Hye-hee, a Korean girl with a small round face, she put her hands on her chest as she talked, her face was very shy and shy.

　　 (Hey hey hey, you little Sao Hoo has said what's in his heart.) With the appearance of Park Hye-hee, Liu Sheng Suyue is inexplicably upset.

　　 "God knows what he thinks. With such a heaven-defying martial arts qualification, you have to learn some wizard, with a body like a warrior, and you have to be in the heart of a wizard. Isn't it idle?"

"No matter how high the martial arts, you can only be a bodyguard next to the great wizard. Now is the age of wizards. The demi-god wizards control the slave army with soul wizardry, invade other worlds, and even build a forbidden curse that is as powerful as a nuclear bomb. An extraordinary wizard alone can control a world of planes and manipulate the professional gaps of hundreds of millions of beings. These advantages are not available to pure martial artists. Oh, Brother Zhu also has the qualifications of wizards. I really want to be a part-time wizard, too. I am a mudblood, and I can't accumulate a hundred points of spiritual power for a first-class wizard apprentice in a lifetime of meditation." Park Hyexi Barabara said, holding both hands on his chest, watching the man known as the "iron-winged flying tiger" completely suppress his opponent during the battle. With her intrepid and heroic appearance, Chunxin's sprouting heart is almost burning.

　　 And Liu Sheng Shuiyue feels more and more that he looks down on the little **** around him, wondering why the shrewd and strong self was assigned here by his superiors to perform tasks with the little Korean **** in front of him.

　　 Liu Sheng Shuiyue may not be able to guess in this life, the whole Chinese warrior will be enthusiastic about Zhu Peng's lifelong issues, I am afraid it is Li Jingxuan, who seems to the outside world that "the dragon sees the head but not the end, and people never say much."

After Zhu Peng succeeded in embracing the pill, there was no double monk. This made Mr. Li, who cared very much about the Chinese heritage, wanted to personally take the boy up, tie it up and lock it in a small black room, and let the senior women of the Chinese Samurai Association Boxers took turns to breed piglets to ensure that the inheritance was already a unique Lv Zu inheritance.

　　 Fortunately, finally Li Jingxuan still maintained the final sanity, and everything was complicated, and it was indeed too busy that he didn't take it personally, otherwise Zhu Peng, ha ha.

　　 rumbling!

　　 Fist and fist clash, accompanied by a dull thunderous sound.

　　 The huge air current circulated and collided, and Zhu Peng stepped on the footsteps of Tai Chi arc-shaped step, and also like the extremely powerful footwork of Taizu Changquan beast head punching, chasing and killing the retreating Pusi all the way.

　　 rumbling!

　　, with heavy fists like a tripod, slammed down on Pusi's defensive arms.

　　 The four arms fisted, collided, collided, and the force deepened, and the lead belt exploded with a sound like a violent impact of steel.

　　 The two punches touched once again, and Pusi kicked and kicked, his body retreated a dozen steps, and his eyes flashed with unbelievable light of fear.

　　 The flames of **** hymns have the effect of scorching the soul. It is certainly unfavorable to deal with low-level opponents. Even if it is used to counter opponents stronger than oneself, it can also be accumulated to make the opponent's internal fire flourish and eventually die.

If it weren’t really so insidious, why bother to sell the ownership of his soul after death to the devil in hell, he still has basic common sense, but the whole earth enters the post-wizard era, and various ways to extend human life are endless. Even ordinary people live for one or two hundred years, let alone him.

However, Pusi did not expect such a powerful hellfire to corrode his soul. This powerful flame gradually made him unable to control his emotions. In the end, he killed several disciples of the Chinese Samurai Association. When he committed a crime and wanted to run away. After being touched by the future Guangming Buddha Fuhui, and from martial arts to fighting qi, the opponent was conquered to death, was captured and thrown in this prison.

When facing Zhu Peng, he saw Liu Sheng Suyue and Park Hye-hee who were following him. Pousy was still happy in his heart, trying to surprise the two girls with insufficient skills, and then injured each other while Zhu Peng rescued, and captured them. He finally escaped and was born naturally. At this moment, the old white man found sadly that under the fists of this young man, he was exhausted and it was hard to save his life, let alone split his energy to raid others.

In fact, Pusi’s "Hell Hymn" fighting spirit special effects are indeed very powerful, but first they were completely restrained by Fuhui’s Luohan Jin body. At this moment, they encountered the claw skill of using pure Yang internal power and turning the iron sand palm and green claw claws. Zhu Peng at the pinnacle level.

Especially Zhu Peng, even if he practiced horizontally, before he had the golden core talisman, he had to be afraid of being contaminated with **** flames that eroded the body and soul. However, after possessing the golden core talisman, Zhu Peng passively increased his defense. 1.86 times, almost double the increase, which is not considered the blessing effect of the natural defense field.

　　 So that at this moment, Zhu Peng just didn't feel any special effects of the grudge "Hell's Anthem" that Pusey sold his soul in exchange for.

　　 Chaotic fists attacked and killed, and devoted himself to paying. At this moment, Zhu Peng forgot everything and completely released all his thoughts from his fist skills: Reminiscent of a flying winged tiger, proud of the wind!

　　His boxing skills are getting more and more fierce. Every time Pusey steps back to block the gate of the fist, Zhu Peng followed closely and threw his fists to attack and kill.

Between this retreat and advancement ~www.readwn.com~ Zhu Peng's fists were as heavy as a tripod, but Pusey was unable to retreat after all, exhausted, and in the final pair of fists, Zhu Peng broke through. After the white alchemist's block, it hit the chest, and instantly blasted all his vitality.

　　The flames from the devil of **** rose from Pussy's body, burning his whole body, but unable to break through the natural defensive force field spreading around Zhu Peng.

　　"Hehe sold the soul, I’m

What is it? So unwilling. "With these words, Pusi burned into flying ash all over the sky, but the suddenly exuberant **** fire was completely bound by the surrounding realm, and the entire desperate corpse that had already developed to the extreme shrank suddenly. The last thing that appeared in front of Zhu Peng, Liu Sheng Shui Yue, and Park Hye-xi was in the prison. In the center of the magic circle drawn just now, there was a burning flame-like crystal stone on the card.

　　 "Huh? Didn't Pusey mean that he had entered into a contract with the devil, and his soul would be taken away by the devil after death? What is the rest?" Liu Sheng Shuiyue asked suspiciously, looking at everything in front of him.

"I thought it was a waste of work, but I didn't expect that there would be gains. It may be that in the contract that Pusi Dan entered with the **** devil, there are some conditions that the devil has not fulfilled, so even if he is dead, the **** contract cannot Effective, this kind of example is not absent." Zhu Peng squatted down, picked up the card and spar and put them away. When touching the condensed blood and soul spar, Zhu Peng felt a certain threat in his keen mind, but this caused a sneer on his mouth.

　　 (It turns out that I am interested in my soul, which is really interesting.)