Black Wizard Zhu Peng

Faint blue alien, Dragon City.

This is not the Tower of the Heavenly Witches with extraordinary spatial strength coefficients. The breakthrough evolution of a legendary pinnacle life form, and the energy fluctuations it drives are already enough to cause dramatic changes in the celestial phenomena and turbulence. In the Dragon City, which is already a large capital, its core The area is already surrounded by martial law, but the elite Chinese Warriors on duty are not nervous...because the red-robed man sitting high above is too powerful, there are too many legends, and even many people believe , There is this big guy guarding here, even if the fifth-order extraordinary powerhouse strikes, it can't be pleased.

Over a hundred years, the vicissitudes of life have made the Chinese Samurai Association's power in the Kshatriya continent completely stabilized. This overseas enclave contributes a huge amount of resources to this school every year, and many talented young heroes.

"His Majesty Wusheng, you have not seen the same style of His Highness for a hundred years, but we are all old." The manager of Longcheng, Donaldson, is dead. At this moment, his daughter Tang Yalin is succeeding. A hundred years is enough to change many, many things. The thing seems to be due to the pain of losing her father. The innocent redhead girl has disappeared. In the past 100 years, Tang Yalin married three husbands. As a result, all three current heroes died in accidents... Was it Tang Yalin’s dark hand? Anyway, this beautiful woman was completely dared to marry. Today, when Zhu Peng saw this old deceased, he just saw through the magical aura that enveloped her, and saw through the third-order legend. The power of the demon warlock.

In addition to Tang Yalin, who is dressed as a woman but is still beautiful and beautiful, the seniors of Longcheng also came along with the disciples that Zhu Peng had trained in the past. Among them, the more outstanding Zuo Ye and Wang Chongdao were among them. , Both of them successfully promoted to the legendary rank, but Zuo Ye lost his left arm for some reason, wearing a knife around his waist, and his right hand was always on the handle of the knife. This is a good habit.

Wang Chongdao was also promoted to the legendary rank, but he was dressed as a monk and Taoist, dressed in a long-haired Taoist robe, and constantly fiddled with a string of Buddhist rosary beads in his left hand, showing a rather distorted and strange feeling in his personal temperament.

Zhu Peng is lying on the main position, his eyelids half open and half closed, beside him is a demigod wand directly inserted into the solid ground. The upper part of the ghost wand after the magic modification is strengthened by gravity and double enchantment. The hexagonal giant ruby, the ruby ​​is as big as a truck tire, the crimson mirror is like a water chestnut, with dark fire surging in the depths. The lower end of the magic wand is a double-enchanted Mitsubishi spear head with piercing and armor piercing. Just by looking at its shape, it is known to be a bloodletting weapon. The whole wand weighs more than 20 tons. Generally, the demigod is swept and touched by Zhu Peng with this wand. It will die when it is wiped, and it will be disabled when it is wiped, and it also has an excellent flame enchanting effect. Zhu Peng only feels that it is very handy. The most important thing is that Shirley said that this magic wand matches the heroic style of her brother!

Whether it was Tang Yalin, Zuo Ye, or Wang Chongdao, seeing the magical wand next to Zhu Peng at this moment, he subconsciously swallowed two salivas, trying to remember whether he had anything to let His Highness Wusheng catch the handle. The place.

However, Zhu Peng at this moment ignores them. It is not arrogant, but the demigod breakthrough of Uncle Master is much more important than them. It is a rather dangerous process to break through the demigod from the pinnacle of legend. Once attacked by a powerful enemy, the breaker is neither a legend nor a demigod. In between, they are extremely weak, and they are all light. An unfavorable attacker may directly die in the hands of a legendary attacker. This kind of case It's not that it doesn't.

There was once a legendary sword master and a legendary great wizard. The legendary junior sword master knew that it was almost impossible to kill a legendary high-level wizard through normal means, so he was easily destroyed. He took refuge in the mansion of the great wizard, waited for nearly two hundred years, and finally cut out his own revenge when the legendary great wizard broke through the demigod.

He failed and was directly overwhelmed by the magic of the legendary great wizard on the spot, but he also succeeded. The great wizard forcibly retreated from the demigod position, and later had to be reborn as a lich. The legendary Juggernaut ruined more than half.

Zhu Peng knows how powerful it is, so he spreads spell barriers and focuses completely on defense. He doesn't care about the leader of Dragon City headed by Tang Yalin, which makes the scene somewhat embarrassing.

"Sorry, sorry, my brother and Li Shishu have a deep friendship. I really don't dare to be distracted at this juncture. Please sit down and use tea." Xue Naili reacted quickly and walked out from behind Zhu Peng to relieve the embarrassment. Shirley looked a little nonchalant. In her opinion, these people were all subordinates of her elder brother, and she really didn't have any qualifications to take too seriously.

As for the other two Li Qinglian and Fan Wendong who followed, Li Qinglian was more nervous than Zhu Peng about Li Daoman's breakthrough, and Fan Wendong was somewhat martial, and he was not very good at handling these scenes. If not, he would not break up with Xingya back then. Xingya’s relatives resisted too much, and Fan Wendong was a shameless temper. In the end, despite regrets, the two were still not together. Since then, Fan Wendong has been single-minded. The martial arts has made rapid progress in cultivation.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!"

The clouds disperse, and Li Daoman’s demigod body has appeared, which is different from the suzerain’s half-man and half-dragon, Zhu Peng’s trinity body, and the bright Buddha body of Buddhist monk Fuhui descends into the world. One head is composed of pure black energy, with a sheep’s head and black body. The monsters with tiger paws and blood pupils gradually condense from the virtual reality... The demigod body is an exposition of a certain "truth" of the fourth-order life form, just as it is impossible for a fireman to cultivate a water demigod body. It is possible to cultivate the demi-god body of the wind system, condensing the demi-god body in front of him, it can only be said that Li Daoman lives in the depths of his heart, and at this moment he is forced to cultivate with a peerless mind. Dao Yu Demon manifests all kinds of mysterious and supernatural powers.

(This kind of image...the enlightened spirit in ancient myths and legends?)

The red pupils of the demigod's true body scanned the four directions, and most people felt the coldness of the body under the eyes of Senhan. It seemed that all the secrets deep in their hearts could not be hidden in front of these evil eyes.

At the next moment, the Wuxin Ghost roared up to the sky, and then the black and red bubbles on its right hand tiger paw swelled, and gradually turned into a dark steel knife. Accompanied by the Wuxin Ghost's roar, the steel knife slammed down at the sky. , The piercing red light flickered, and the sea of ​​clouds was smashed into a **** scar.

After seven days and nights, Li Daoman successfully stabilized his cultivation and stepped out of the closed quiet room.

"Yo, are you here? I said why I am so relieved."

"Why did Uncle Master suddenly take the evil way? With your intentions, Dan Gang can be expected. Now that the way into the devil is a step further, but it also cuts the rest of the way." Zhu Peng threw a red at Li Daoman. The wine gourd, the old man with the red nose mumbled and sipped. Zhu Peng knows his uncle too well. Before breaking through the demigod, because of life and death, he must have drunk all the wine he brought with him. If he hangs up, he will not become a greedy ghost, but at this moment After these seven days and nights, what he wanted most was a pot of good wine.

"Heh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh locally." After drank the wine gourd in one breath, Li Daoman exhaled a long sigh, his expression successfully coming back to life.

"I have spent a hundred years of water milling, and I am confident that I can break through the **** Dangang realm, but I know myself, I know I will definitely not be able to cultivate to the Dan God realm. If the wizarding world comes, my soul will be greatly impacted. But I haven’t practiced fighting spirit, didn’t join the Chinese Samurai Association. Until now, maybe the alchemy **** is expected, but the world has disturbed me, especially for me. The alchemy path, I have cultivated to the limit today, and my potential is exhausted. , Even if you rush to the half-god alchemist?" When he said this, Li Daoman's words paused for a while, and then he looked at Zhu Peng and continued to say:

"At this time, the sect received a set of secret methods for the conversion of the'Evil Swordsman', which is also a hidden promotion class beyond the ordinary warrior profession. Even if it is not as good as the alchemist, it has 70% to 80% strength, and the roads of Tier 4 and Tier 5 are all It works. I figured it out and felt it was not a loss, so I switched to repairing evil swords."

Li Daoman knew that even if he broke through to the fourth-order Dan Gang realm, the Dan God realm would be hopeless after all. Unlike Zhu Peng's dual-primary profession, the vast majority of the Chinese Samurai Association only majored in one profession. Therefore, after repeated consideration, Li Daoman decided to give up. The best choice for the road to be cut off is to choose a relatively flat and open sub-optimal choice. Although it can't reach the extraordinary height of the Dandao, it is better than hanging on the mountainside, unable to go up and down.

This reasoning is clear from the reasoning, but Zhu Peng faintly still feels that something is wrong.

"...Uncle Master, has the intensity of the recent fight between the Zongmen and the Dark Clan increased significantly? You can't sit still?" Zhu Peng suddenly said something like this and Li Daoman was taken aback. The fat old man instinctively wanted to cover it up, but after his face changed slightly, he realized that his moment of hesitation could not hide Zhu Peng, and finally he sighed.

"Yes. Sovereign won't let you tell you that you are now operating the Super Floating City of the Hand of the Sin Prison. It is the critical time, and your extraordinary authority is the last insurance of the sect. Our group of old jbs will die if they die. I’m going to fight for the future for the younger generation, but you can’t move. If you die with us, the entire Chinese Warrior Association will be over."

"Furthermore, switching to the evil sword is also my choice after careful consideration. The sect is going to go to full-scale war with the dark clan, but it is just a supplementary." Li Daoman said, picking up the wine gourd to drink, but when he poured it, he found out The wine in the bottle gourd was already drunk by himself, and finally he threw the bottle gourd away a little depressed.

"Let's go, uncle, come to me, I will let Xue Naili make some good wine and dishes, you can tell me what is going on."

In any case, it is a foregone conclusion that Uncle Master will step into the evil demigod, but Zhu Peng feels that he at least understands the cause and effect, and what is going on. Although the suzerain is radical, he will suddenly start a full-scale war with the dark clan. Too radical, it would never be the case without other factors.

About two hours later, Zhu Peng and Li Dao were full of food and drink, and they ate a mess. Both of them were alchemists and big stomach kings. Xue Naili summoned more than ten magic puppets to assist him. Even Shirley and Li Qinglian are helping in the kitchen, so that they can keep up with Li Daoman's devouring, and Zhu Peng's fine products are slow to taste.

While eating, Zhu Peng also probably understood what was going on.

"Fighting down the dark world for four or six points? Compared to the power of the Elf Alliance and the Chinese Samurai Association, it seems that this is indeed a contract that can't be used more, but the transcendence on the side of the elves is not counseling, or a bad brain. With such a pig teammate, the profit and loss of the transaction signed by the suzerain is unpredictable." Judging from the tabletop data of the two major forces, the Chinese Samurai Association does not even have an extraordinary powerhouse here, and the two major forces of the Elf Alliance and the Dark Clan. Both are extraordinary in double digits. Now that the Elf Alliance and the Chinese Warrior Association are going to conquer the dark world, they are willing to take out a total of 40% of the war proceeds. This is definitely an unprofitable business.

Of course, the premise is to conquer the dark world. In a sense, the Elf Alliance is also an empty glove white wolf. The elves are paying the current war expenses with the expected income. From the perspective of Li Jingxuan, give it a try. The bike was changed to a big run, and he succeeded in being a young model in the club. If he failed, it was just a start all over again...Zhu Peng took the Chinese Warriors and came back again. If this battle failed, Li Jingxuan must be dead.

"The expected return is too high. In addition, the suzerain is impatient. For two hundred years, the entire Chinese Samurai Association, except for us old people, most of the people have become accustomed to and integrated into the entire wizarding world. , Sometimes I have to go against the sky."

"The fight is too big, and this situation can never be a war of attrition with the dark race. The tens of millions of year-end accumulation accumulated in the entire dark world is not something that our Chinese Warrior Association has been able to fight for in two hundred years. The elves just signed the contract, right? How many years are there before the actual hands-on is expected?"

"About 20 years or so, a life-and-death all-out war will surely break out in 50 years." Li Daoman gave such a figure after a few thoughts.

"Limited warfare, just like Japan and China's Qing dynasty back then, must not be trapped in a whirlpool and become a protracted war, a war of attrition. Pain it in one breath, split its consciousness of internal war, and cease the war when it gets enough benefits. Our interests can be maximized.” Although many of the girls I have soaked are in the elves, but the planners have no intentions, Zhu Peng will definitely not invest the entire Chinese Warrior Association. In a limited battle, the dark clan hurts, and the reparation of the land is called Grandpa, so we will retire immediately. Even if you hate the dark clan, it will only be the relatively powerful elven alliance on the bright side, not the Chinese warrior who is just an accomplice. meeting.

The overall size of the Chinese Samurai Association is small, high-level elite and fierce, but can not afford to consume. At present, including the newly promoted Li Daoman, there are six semi-god powerhouses, although each of them can be regarded as strong roots, horizontally and horizontally. It can be challenged by more levels, but one death in the battle is enough to hurt the whole sect's vitality, especially Li Jingxuan and Zhu Peng, whoever died of them, the Chinese Warrior Association would have broken their arms.

"Speaking of which, you still know the person who instigated the Elf Alliance to sign a contract with the Sovereign, and has a lot of roots with you."

"...Guardian of the world, Angus?" Zhu Peng thought for a while and said a name.

"Hehe, you are very familiar with her, and you can remember it immediately." Old Head Li smiled a little wretchedly while pushing the edamame.

"I had a working experience with her back then, and Charlotte wouldn't play such stigmatizing political tricks, so naturally this guy is the only one." Of course, Anghris is very clear about the relationship between Zhu Peng and the Chinese Warrior Association. , It seems that Zhu Peng's performance at the time impressed the big wizard, so he deliberately pulled the entire Chinese warrior into the water to see if he could still play an amazingly exaggerated effect.

"Speaking of women... Peng'er, Qinglian is more than two hundred years old, and she is still an old maiden. I think she is about to endocrine disorders. Do you care about it as a senior?"

"Qing Lian, isn't Qing Lian getting along with Wen Dong?" Uncle Dao Man's sudden turn of words, as if he was pointing at each other in swordsmanship, suddenly attacking Zhu Peng by surprise.

"Without warning, the two of them were together, and there was nothing else dangling in front of your eyes. It seems that your kid really doesn't care about Qinglian. It's so hard to guess what the little girl's thoughts are? So what's the matter with you? So many women?" The red-nosed Li Daoman became more and more angry. Zhu Peng only felt that a sharp murderous aura suddenly appeared on his uncle's body. It seemed that Huangquan from the demon sword prison could suddenly pull out and slash at any time.

"Uncle Uncle, don't you know me? I never chase girls. I like to take off my pants after pushing them down...I always look at Qinglian as my sister."

"Oh... also, the outstanding men in the race should plunder the outstanding women of the foreign race as much as possible to spread the blood and bring new blood to the whole group, but you can't ignore the ones in your own bowl? Oh, just grab the outside pot. Inside.” As the topic talked, it turned to a somewhat unpredictable angle. Wudang's pure Yang pulse has a solid foundation and a deep foundation. The heart training department is based on the heart and has many methods. Do not damage Pure Yang before you have proved the Taoist Immortal Realm, otherwise, you will lose your skill and your body will die.

The Mind Refining Department has quite a few methods, using various secret techniques to temper the mind. Therefore, when Li Daoman was young, his marriage and love were not delayed at all. At this moment, he is telling Zhu Peng endlessly about his back then. Great achievements, if what Master Daoman said is true, then his experience back then is simply a modern version of Wei Xiaobao's Deer Tripod.

Li Daoman said that he was his wife in the eighteenth room, but according to Zhu Peng who accidentally knew from Zhang Yuanfang, the uncle was married to a fat girl who ran cows down the mountain, and was often beaten after marriage. That fat girl used a 36-way rolling pin. In Zhang Yuanfang's opinion, he was extremely qualified to practice martial arts. Anyway, Li Daoman, the descendant of Rongyang, was chased down and almost sold Taoism.

That night, the uncle Shi was so drunk that if a person wanted to be drunk, he could get himself drunk regardless of whether he was a demigod or extraordinary. When he dragged the uncle back to the room, Zhu Peng listened vaguely. When the fat old man whispered a name, one was fat and ugly, and bullied the name of a woman for his life.

He said: "I'm sorry, I failed to take care of our children."

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In the Kshatriya Continent, there is a tomb of an ancient **** sunken in the belly of the mountain. For the indigenous people of this world, this is a devil's cave where humans and animals are close to each other, because it is close to death, even miserable.

However, on this day, two people came here specially, intending to wipe it out completely and get what they can hide.

"As early as more than a hundred years ago, someone invited me to come here. At that time, I felt that the income was too low and the risk was too high. The two were not proportional. Now I come here with my uncle, even though the extraordinary ancient gods inside are still Alive, you can also be wiped out, so there is no need to continue to exist here. Ancient gods and wild beasts, to put it bluntly, are all innate gods born and raised. Strong and strong, weak, but true. It’s very weak.” The flames lingered all over, Zhu Peng and Li Daoman rushed into it as if they were slow and ill. Most of the dangers in this ancient tomb were not a problem for both of them, fierce beasts and poisonous insects. , It was destroyed by hand, it was their luck not to touch the top.

"After all, it was the place where the old monk Fuhui suffered a disadvantage. You and I shouldn't rush too fast. The fog here seems to have the effect of isolating and scanning and disorienting the sense of direction. Have you remembered the way out? Go back. It would be troublesome if you need to smash through the belly of the mountain." At this time, Li Daoman was carrying his Demon Sword Prison Huangquan. The older the rivers and lakes, the smaller the courage. This seems to be a mocking sentence, but it can also be understood as the old rivers and lakes after the treacherous disasters. Yu Sheng's self-deprecating emotions, but Zhu Peng is the kind of temperament that is more stable than Li Daoman, after all, he has gone through more dangerous killings than Li Daoman, and the old driver who has been over the years does not know how many times he has turned back if he is not calm enough.

Every time Zhu Peng takes a step, a layer of footprints that are faintly ignited by the pill fire will be branded under his feet. The footprints are not the point. The point is that the existence of pill fire will mark the way back for Zhu Peng like a signpost, reaching extraordinary The magical purity of the red sun pill fire is far from being able to be shielded and eliminated by the mist in this ancient tomb, at least not in a short time.

The deeper the depth, the denser and deeper the surrounding fog, and the corpses, broken bones, and weapon fragments continue to appear on the ground. It seems that there are not many people exploring here, and some have succeeded, leaving the ancient gods cemetery with a lot of money. , However, most people have failed. They were attracted by the news of the treasure and left themselves here. Even their souls were bound by the eternal world, and they were constantly drawn from the fire and soul.

In the mist on all sides, there are even gradually clear human faces. Zhu Peng and Li Daoman are both alchemy masters. Although Li Daoman is not a demigod of alchemy, his aura is still very strong. Therefore, these yin in the surrounding fog From Ling's point of view, these two people are extremely weak. They instinctively wanted to devour human blood and life to make up for their cold loss. As a result, Zhu Peng waved his hand with a flash of fire, and the surrounding ghosts were like gasoline from Mars. It spread violently and burned.

The fire was raging, spreading and burning on all sides made the entire ancient tomb clear. However, the spreading fire seemed to have disturbed one of them. The palm of the illusory sky widened, and the spreading flames suddenly gathered, and finally The giant palm turned into a flame and suddenly hit Zhu Peng and Li Daoman.

(Huh!? Buddhism?)

As soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew if there was any. At the moment when he faced the giant flame palm, even though the other party had borrowed from it, Zhu Peng could see through the inner rhyme style of the palm.

"Wu, that bald donkey, what are you sneaking about?" Zhu Peng raised the wheel sledgehammer in his hand, and directly swept away the imaginary flame giant with a gesture of raising, and the next moment he took advantage of the trend and slammed into Bai who wanted to quickly escape from his side. Ying, since he was promoted to a demigod, Zhu Peng’s magic and fighting energy can already be relatively freely converted through the Chiyang Pill Fire as the core point. Although it is not possible to say that fighting energy is magic power, magic is the point of fighting energy, but in the future, he will be the two When the people returned to one, it was the moment when Zhu Peng opened his own way.

"boom!"

Wrapped by layers of flames, bound by infinite gravity, how powerful was the fire hammer that hit the white shadow in the end?

However, Zhu Peng felt that he was completely empty in his hands, like a hollow.

(All useful methods are like dream bubbles, and dew is like this, so you should observe it!) Bai Ying catches Zhu Peng's flame hammer with a void palm, and wants to unleash his strength with a superb technique and spread it in all directions. However, Zhu Peng's Dan Dao demi-god, Dan Gang realm, can use the vindictive micromanagement to harden the epic sword with the palm of the flesh, and the Qi Gang's edge is still triumphant. The most important thing is the control ability. At the moment when he feels wrong, Zhu Peng pulls the fire hammer in his hand. , And then smashed it down twice, this time Bai Ying had to make a head-on.

The illusory and misty palms that have been in the past suddenly turned into reality, and a series of dignified formations were played, and the upright teachers...The Chinese Samurai Association Buddhism a series of Donkey Kong palms.

A white-robed monk with blue veins bursting out of his forehead, he was fully aware of the vajra palm. He knew that the Wusheng Sword King was fierce and would kill people at every turn, so he didn't dare to have the slightest reserve. However, the heavy fire hammer that looked like a big star fell to the ground did not really crash down, but was pulled back by the red robe man in front of him.

"Duannian, why are you here, and what did you run with us?" Zhu Peng retracted the wand that looked like a heavy hammer. Well, it is not an exaggeration to call it a heavy hammer called a magic wand. He put his wand to his side and asked, but the monk who was questioned by Suan Nian, his hands were emptied, his face was blue, red and white, it seemed that he was ashamed, and he was about to kill the two people in front of him.

However, he managed to endure it after all.

"Amitabha Buddha, the little monk is here to transform the dead and descend into the pure land. He suddenly felt that there was a murderous intention, lest he be the enemy, so he didn't look at it carefully. He just wanted to go to a safe place first and talk about it, but he didn't expect to be two fellows. Disrespect, disrespect, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Everyone belongs to the Chinese Samurai Association. Therefore, the thin white-robed monk in front of him said that everyone is the same, but there is nothing wrong, but whether Zhu Peng or Li Daoman touched their noses, they felt a little uncomfortable.

Whether it's the title or the feeling of absenteeism in front of you, it is uncomfortable.

"Uncle Daoman just broke through Tier 4, and I rushed over from Modo-Yal to protect the old man's law. Afterwards, I felt it was a rare visit. This monument will be cleared. It is said that Zongmen is in charge of this monument. It’s been a while, and I’ve completed my thorough exploration sooner, and I’ve gotten a little bit off my mind earlier. Shunian, let’s go together?” Although the monk Shunian in front of me feels a little weird and I want to try his skills, it is undoubtedly inappropriate at this time. It is serious to clean the tomb of the ancient gods first.

"Uh... Now that Brother Zhu invites, it is better for the little monk to respect his life." Monk Duanian hesitated first, and then agreed after a moment of indulging. In any case, the team to explore the tomb of the ancient gods has expanded. The three powerful demigods of the Chinese Samurai Association have joined forces to explore a ruin. Even if there is a king of the world lying inside, this exploration team is also powerful enough.

Walking together, walking forward, and gradually deepening into the belly of the mountain, as time passed, Zhu Peng gradually noticed the abnormality in Duan Nian, his mind seemed very unstable, and he was especially prone to fall into negative emotions, or delusions of persecution.

Although the monk Suannian didn't say anything along the way, how much Zhu Peng cultivated, he could faintly feel that the other party was vaguely guarding himself and Master Li Daoman... The question is, is it necessary for you to guard us so much? Could we kill you here for no reason?

Although there is a dispute between Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism within the Chinese Samurai Association, it represents three different attitudes to the world. Buddhism spreads widely among the people at the bottom, and Taoism forms a rally among middle and upper managers, but there are also quite a few people. I don’t believe it, after all, it’s the age of wizards. Isn’t believing in Kasa more realistic than believing in Buddhism?

Therefore, under strong external pressure, although there is certain competition in this local cultural remnant, it will never really be torn apart~www.readwn.com~ If you insist on which two veins are torn inside the sect The most fierce, it is definitely the orthodox Buddhist monk Fuhui and the new Buddhist monk Shunian monk tore the most fierce, Li Jingxuan will take action to pull the two lines from time to time.

(Or is it that he was beaten by his master more often? It created a psychological shadow and felt that everyone wanted to harm him?) It didn’t take long for this unreliable explanation to disappear from Zhu Peng’s mind, because he saw the interruption. Demigod body.

Zhu Peng, Fuhui’s light Buddha body, has been seen, even just a few times. It is indeed unstoppable, and it is highly compatible with Fuhui’s Guangming Dou Qigong method. However, the demigod body of Suannian is completely different. That's it. It is a Buddhist body composed of numerous flaws and golden bodies. There are countless cracks in the huge brass body. Between the cracks are some extremely suspicious black oil-like substances, which slowly spread and adhere to the whole Buddhism does not collapse.

Anyway, when Zhu Peng saw this demi-god Buddha body, there was no sense of reverence in his heart, weak, broken, twisted... curse!

The face of the Buddha bound by weird black oil seemed to burst into a weird smile, the smile of an evil Buddha!

The demigod true body means a certain truth in the heart of a fourth-order life body. So, what is the truth in his heart that condenses such a true body?