Here Lies The Wicked

Just as Gao family Shahu arrived, in the ruins of the ancient city,

The tense atmosphere lasted for more than ten minutes, and the three forces finally sent representatives to negotiate again.

After the negotiation, roar, roll up your sleeves to dry up, then come out to one side to pull up, negotiate, roar, roll up your sleeves... Seven or eight times later, the three sides finally reached an agreement.

At present, no one can gain an advantage in a short period of time, so they decided to combine the current population advantage to search the ruins of the underground ancient city built in the belly of the mountain.

See if there is any discovery, or important clues, to solve the spiritual event of the man-eating ancient temple.

If they wanted that mysterious fruit, the ancient temple that ate people was like a thorn in their throat, making them sleepless and uneasy.

The cannibalism temple must be settled first.

At this moment, in front of the huge ancient temple of the titan temple in the great wasteland, there were only six people left behind, two from each side, while the rest went out to look for clues.

At this moment, Fang Zheng was one of the searchers.

The ruins of this underground ancient city were huge, and it was like looking for a needle in a haystack just by relying on the current number of people. In particular, it was still a vague, clueless clue, and everyone was doing a carpet search, so the progress could be imagined.

Since entering dragon head lake, Fang Zheng has been thinking about a problem.

After entering dragon head lake, he collected wool from these people one after another to collect the gray air.

But when he entered dragon head lake, he did not hit a ghost.

So where are all these ghosts?

Fang Zheng walked vigilantly among the ruins of the ancient city, and the answer was almost out. The difference between him and others was the ruins of the ancient city.

Both times, he only stayed in the temple.

Unlike others, they had stayed in the ruins of the ancient city for more than one long time.

At this moment, in the mountainside where there was no light source, it was so dark that he could not see his fingers.

This was a completely dilapidated place, with broken walls, ruins and ruins everywhere. And there was no grass, no life at all, only the cracked roadbed, except for a scene of ruins, nothing.

In the quiet and silent darkness, it was as if another fallen world was isolated by a mist. There was a strange and cold air in it. Fang Zheng walked vigilantly among the rubble, as if he had entered a living forbidden land that had been abandoned for endless years. He was the stranger of the uninvited guest, and the darkness in the ruins had been repelling him. It made him feel as if the air was thick enough to stop him from moving forward.

The more he walked, the more gloomy he became and the colder he became.

Whoosh!

A black shadow flashed across the completely dark ground.

It was so fast that it was not clear what it was.

Fang Zheng's eyes turned cold.

In the next instant, the corner of Fang Zheng's eye flashed, and another black shadow flashed across the ground, three or four meters away from him, almost within reach. The black shadow quickly moved from the ground to a collapsed wall, then disappeared into the ruins.

In the ruins of this ancient city, the black shadow seemed like a fish in water, and could move quickly on the ground, debris, and building fragments.

The black shadow was like a cunning swimming fish, using the ground and ruins as water.

Fang Zheng continued to search for the ruins of the ancient city, but in fact, the Nine yang true qi had been quietly operating in his body.

The qi and blood in the body were gradually boiling, raising the high temperature.

On the surface of the skin, at the same time, a layer of light golden halo gradually emerged, as thin as the golden cicada membrane, which seemed to be only a thin layer, but it was made up of 26 layers of cicada membrane, forming a protective energy on the skin.

Although the Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques had already deduced 36 layers of cicadas, it had just been deduced overnight. Fang Zheng was also practicing "The Tendons And Marrow Washing" and" the Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques" at the same time, and it did not become a successful 36th layer in one move.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, from the rubble a meter away from Fang Zheng's feet, the black shadow moved quickly on the ground and suddenly jumped at Fang Zheng's feet.

"You want to die!"

Boom!

The Nine yang true qi poured its blade into the air, and the ghostly head knife with a sharp wind cut out rapidly, cutting out an eight-meter red blade, burning the air with a hot breath, a boiling heat wave, as if it had been poured by flames.

Boom!

Along the way, the debris was chopped into pieces by the blade. The Human Skin scriptures did not respond, and the blade was cut to nothing.

Fang Zheng's blade swung, and a broken wall and a broken roof were immediately crushed and exploded by the blade. A large number of stone fragments flew out, and a wall that was already fragile after years of decay was immediately broken into holes. Rumble, this knife was chased after a black shadow on the ground, and it was cut off like lightning.

Ah!

The black shadow shrieked, and Fang Zheng's eyes showed a fierce sneer, and he finally hit it.

"He only knows how to play tricks! It seems that's all!"

Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques's follow-up fast knife, a knife faster than a knife, a knife lightning over a knife, like a violent wind chopping waves in a blink of an eye, completely sealing off all its retreats.

Grey air + 1.

However, the boiling blood in Fang Zheng's body did not subside. Instead, the Nine yang true qi moved faster and faster in his body. His eyes were cold, and he turned to look behind him at the dark ruins.

It seemed... There was something lurking there.

"Brother fierce, don't get me wrong. We are both cs team mates. I just happened to pass by." A fat, twisted body emerged from the dark shadows.

After the fat man walked out of the darkness, he pointed specifically at Fang Zheng's costume and then at himself.

It was wearing the set's props, and its fat body was pulled into pieces by the tight-fitting props, making it look like a funny leather shrimp.

It was the michelin master!

Fang Zheng lowered his knife slightly and temporarily put down his hostility, but he did not completely relax his vigilance. The Nine yang true qi in his body and the cicada membrane on his skin remained vigilant.

In order to show his goodwill, master michelin introduced himself, "My surname is wang. Brother fierce can call me Wang Minghe or fatty wang. It makes me feel more friendly."

Wang Minghe?

Is it a real name or a fake name?

Fang Zheng pretended his voice to be low and said hoarsely, "Who is Wang Chongyang to you?"

Fang Zheng thought of the michelin master, who had always been wearing a soap horn taoist robe in the outside world. They were all surnamed wang and were all born in the taoist family. Perhaps they were the fiftieth generation grandchildren of Wang Chongyang of quanzhen sect?

Wang minghe was stunned, "What?"

"Brother fierce is so funny."

Fang Zheng held his knife and said nothing. Under the helmet of his costume, he had been looking at Wang Minghe in front of him, waiting for him to explain his intention.

Naturally, he would not be so naive as to believe that the other party just happened to pass by.

The air was afraid of sudden silence.

Wang Minghe broke the silence of the air and said with a familiar smile, "Not long after the spiritual recovery, I heard brother fierce's voice as if he was about the same age as my fat wang. He has opened the body's four layers of god's hide. He has four levels of god's hide. Brother fierce is also from a family inheritance, right?"

God hid four? Fang Zheng's heart stirred.

"How can you tell that I have opened the fourth god's hide?" Fang Zheng tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible, and not to notice any abnormalities.

Although the spirit has been revived for a month, he has been like a blind man touching a river. In this strange and changing world of ghosts and ghosts, he has been testing carefully, as if walking on thin ice in a fog.

In particular, he was not an awakened person and could not rely on the spirit of heaven and earth to cultivate. Naturally, his cultivation realm could not refer to the cultivation system of the awakened.

The most direct result of this was that he had never been able to clearly understand how powerful he was and where his limits were.

Speaking of strength, Fang Zheng couldn't help but think of the illusory power of an ancient elephant, which made his eggs hurt even more.

There was no precise force-measuring machine, so how many kilograms of force was this ancient elephant capable of?

And just as he was groping the river like a blind man, someone suddenly appeared, like a word to wake the dreamer up.

How could this not make Fang Zheng slightly excited?

It was like a lost man finding his way.

"Brother fierce, you're so funny. Isn't that common sense?" Wang Minghe said with a smile.

But Wang Minghe soon stopped laughing.

Because he felt that the other party did not seem to be joking with him, and remained indifferent.

Wang Minghe smiled awkwardly and said, "In the early stages of awakening, everyone's starting point is actually not much different, so the most direct and simple way to refer to strength is to release energy."

According to Wang Minghe, if an elemental awakened person's energy can last for more than ten seconds at a distance of two meters, that would be the god's hidden realm.

Reaching four meters is the second level of the god's hide, reaching six meters is the third level of the god's hide... And so on and so on, and finally opened the nine divine treasures.

When Wang Minghe opened his mouth, he was sure that fang was the fourth level of the divine hideout. It was because when Fang Zheng was using the Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques, his knife spirit was almost stable at the same level, about eight meters. With such a stable display, he dared to assert that fang was the fourth level of the divine hideout.

Fang Zheng was silent and had his own calculations in mind.

"If it's a power awakener, what's the direction of reference? Without a dynamometer." Fang Zheng pondered for a moment and asked a question that troubled him for the first half of the month.

Wang Minghe was puzzled. The man in front of him was asking common sense questions.

"The power awakeners have a weak sense of existence, and the element awakeners are the mainstream and the most valued talents. Wang Minghe thought for a while and seemed to be organizing the language.

"So brother fierce, you asked me if there was any strength to refer to the direction without external equipment. This... Fatty wang, I really can't answer for a moment."

But a month ago, on the first day of the spiritual recovery, a super gifted awakener was born. The first awakening was the ninth level of the divine hideout, which directly opened its own ninth level of the divine hideout. And this lucky guy is the power awakener. When he wakes up, he stealthily puts down a 20-ton excavator at the construction site, saying that the construction site starts at night, which affects his sleep quality. Brother fierce can use this as a reference."

After saying that, fatty wang said sadly, "Lie down and wake up the ninth level of the divine hideout. It's a waste to just sleep. If I give it to fatty, I can go to the peak of my life right away. For example, make a small plan for myself first and fill it with a hundred force a month."

Fang Zheng did not answer.

Twenty tons?

Fang Zheng secretly compared it to himself. Although he was very confident in his own strength, his strength was much stronger than ordinary people, and he could explode at least a thousand kilograms with one punch.

This is still the most conservative estimate, the normal should be around 1000 to 2000 kg.

But now someone told him that the awakened one with power was the ninth level of the divine hideout, capable of putting down a 20-ton excavator... Fang Zheng felt a great shock.

It seems that in terms of power, he might be on the third or fourth levels of the divine hideout.

Fang Zheng silently calculated in his heart, thinking that perhaps when he deduced the incomplete secret book "Tendons And Marrow Washing," the method of nine levels of cultivation, and deduced the complete version of" the Tendons And Marrow Washing," it should be able to reach 20 tons of power... Right?

Fang Zheng hesitated.

After all, it was nine elephant power, and an adult elephant had at least 1.5 tons of power.

The brief exchange with Wang Minghe began to give Fang Zheng a clear understanding of his own strength.

It also gave him a clear direction to cultivate in the future.

At the same time, Fang Zheng had also noticed that the michelin master, fatty wang, was definitely not a normal person awakened by a superpower. The awakened person might have a big background behind him. No wonder the director of the production team was talking about a great master. Perhaps the director already knew the background behind Wang Minghe from the beginning.

At this moment, Fang Zheng had so many questions in his mind that he wished he could ask them all at once.

But after a few seconds of hesitation, he asked the biggest question: "In this world, is there anyone who can practice martial arts comparable to the strength of the awakened?"

"Brother fierce, you're funny again." Wang Minghe's eyes were filled with resentment. This was the third time he had repeated this sentence.

"The awakened ones are like immortals, flying into the sky and escaping to the earth, spitting fire and lightning, moving mountains and filling the sea, chasing the moon and day by day. They are also like the cross-day in the fairy tale, Hou Yi shooting the sun, working together and raging against the mountains... Brother fierce would still think that only ordinary people would choose to practice martial arts. Can ordinary people be compared to us?"

"This is only the first round of spirit recovery. If we are lucky enough to encounter a change that has never happened before, it will lead to a second round of spirit recovery and a third round of spirit recovery... Every spiritual recovery will be a chance to turn immortals into immortals by taking advantage of the wind and jumping into the dragon gate. Anyone who catches the creator in this unprecedented change will only become more and more extraordinary. Day by day, it may be possible for Hou Yi to shoot the sun!"

Wang Minghe was fascinated. The more he talked about it, the more exaggerated it became.

"Then..." Fang Zheng continued to ask. Wang Minghe had already interrupted.

"Brother fierce, are you a hundred thousand why possessed!"

Fang Zheng was embarrassed, but he still had to keep pretending to be a master who was always cold. Fang Zheng, under the helmet of the prop suit, kept quiet. Just when he had to be shameless to ask, suddenly!

Boom!

A huge explosion suddenly broke in the confined space of the mountainside.

"Ah!"

At the same time, several people screamed in pain.

Fang Zheng's face was solemn, and he turned to look in the direction of the explosion. It was actually coming from the direction of the ancient temple. There was a sudden change in the ancient temple!

Almost at the same time, Fang Zheng and Wang Minghe appeared like cheetahs.

Direction, the temple changed!

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