Starting from the creation of Samadhi True Fire at Shenhuoshuo Village

Chapter 119 Breaking through the city with one sword

"Approval? According to your opinion, it is impossible for Tushan to approve the entry of humans?"

"This has been the case for thousands of years."

The deputy instructor of Silver Moon Guard responded coldly.

"Really, that's going to be difficult."

Zhang Zheng smiled lightly again, and a layer of energy in his body was already swimming from the meridians to the limbs.

Judging from the tempers of everyone in the mask group, it's really thanks to the good genes of the Zhang family that they can tolerate it until now.

Being slandered and wronged by the demon clan and implicated in the Daomeng family is actually not a big deal to the mask group.

However, if we can take this opportunity to get in touch with the top-notch experts in Tushan and experience the supreme demonic power in this mysterious Eastern Demonic Kingdom, it will definitely be a good thing for the Mask Group.

Smiling, Zhang Zheng's pupils suddenly revealed a burst of murderous intent.

"What if I insist on finding out."

In an instant, the arms of the Silver Moon guards suddenly went numb, as if their nerves were blocked by powerful magic and they were unable to control themselves.

"Everyone, open your bows and fire arrows!"

The assistant instructor suddenly realized that something was not good, and was the first to react. He ordered everyone to raise their arms again and draw the long bow as quickly as possible. However, this speed was much slower than Zhang Zheng.

I saw Zhang Zheng suddenly jumping up from the scabbard, and the sword body was immediately pulled upwards by magic power. Immediately, Zhang Zheng pulled out a dark long sword from the scabbard, as dark as night, as if Ink is like a shadow!
Zhang, who took the long sword, was spinning in the air. Although it was far away, the sword's blade was already aimed at Tushan's tower.

A beam of obsidian starlight seemed to glow on the pitch-black sword blade. For a moment, a strong aura of death quickly spread around the edge of the Tushan Tower. Several Silver Moon guards who were relatively close to each other were even paralyzed and could no longer stand. Any action is taken under the pressure of this huge mana.

On the other side, the black sword intent continues to condense, just like a filled glass of water that is about to overflow in an instant!

"……Oops!"

The assistant coach's ominous premonition reached its peak at this moment.

"Whoosh-whoosh!!!"

Dozens of arrows surrounded by people attacked from one end, and the sword intent as dark as night quickly dodged from the other side————

"Boom!!!!"

A burst of earth-shaking vibrations instantly exploded in the ears of each fox demon, and black light blinded the eyes. Immediately afterwards there was violent shaking and tremors, and the powerful magic power suddenly made the soles of each demon clan numb!
Dozens of arrows were instantly melted by the dark sword intent. The sword intent piercing the city siege suddenly penetrated the extremely thick Tushan tower. It was even expanding crazily, roaring, rushing, and never stopping. The ground continued to destroy the rocks on both sides, and continued to tear open the wounds on the tower.

Dozens of fox demons were blown away by the rushing air, and fell heavily from the tower, twisting in pain.

The mana gap between the two sides is too huge.

This sword directly cut through the Tushan city tower, and even left a mass of black gloomy energy at the cross section. It seemed that Zhang Zheng's unfinished strength was still accumulated in it, and he roared and stared at Tushan's creatures. them.

"This……?!"

In the smoke and dust, the assistant coach stared dumbfounded at the gap made by Zhang Zheng.

Fortunately, there weren't many Silver Moon guards in that area. If Zhang Zheng's sword hit his own area, most of the Silver Moon guards would probably be killed on the spot.However, who can guarantee that this man will not strike out with a second sword?
--"excuse me."

Falling from the air to the ground, Zhang Zheng looked up at the city tower that he had penetrated, straightening his chest and looking forward, as if he had lost interest in this group of monsters.

"However, it was you who took your life first, so don't blame me for being unkind."

"If you continue to hinder me, you will suffer the same fate as this city wall."

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Lin Ye said goodbye to Huandu Qingtian and walked home alone.

The wind-winding silk prepared by Nanguo for himself is indeed very different from ordinary poisons. The poisonous mist extracted from this poisonous grass is as fine as gossamer and as mellow as aged wine. It is obviously a poison with no taste, but it makes people eat it with gusto. The more I feel happy.

Of course, the poisonous mist and poisonous weeds in Wuhuang Mountain are still less toxic than the wind-twirling threads, but this is the product specially prepared by the Poison Emperor of the South for himself. There is no need to search for it bit by bit in Wuhuang Mountain. You can enjoy it.

With the help of the Liuku Immortal Thief, he quickly swallowed most of these poisons. Lin Ye could clearly feel that the long-term mutated toxins in his body were further beginning to devour each other due to the large amount of new toxins ingested.

At this moment, the knife behind Lin Ye suddenly vibrated violently.

"... Ta-ta! Ta-ta!"

For some reason, the entire blade of the blade, which had promised Lin Ye that he would never cause trouble easily, suddenly started to vibrate up and down on its own. The frequency and amplitude were very different from before.

Is it interested in these toxins?

For ordinary people, it might take some thinking, but Lin Ye knew the reason very well.

This magic blade was created by combining Lin Ye's own essence, the endless power of creation contained in the endless wine pot, and the energy of Zhou Tian. The essence of the endless power of creation is the outer layer of the Eternal Eternal Art. change.

The Art of Eternal Greenness is to deepen one's vitality by constantly nourishing it inward, while the power of endless creation is to use magic to create physical objects from this vitality, and then convert it into mana.

Interestingly, the poisonous lady once gave Lin Ye this wind-curling silk, which was part of Lin Ye's magic power.

Now that he had tasted Lin Ye's magic power, the Demon Blade, who wished to take it all for himself, felt Lin Ye's power from the massive wind-twirling threads. Naturally, he was like a wild wolf that had been hungry for several days, wishing to devour it quickly. Almost exhausted.

It doesn't matter, he has been stepping on this knife for a long time, so it doesn't matter if he feels comfortable for a while.

Lin Ye used the True Fire of Samadhi to ignite the original leaves of Wind-Tangled Silk, and at the same time took off the magic blade from his back and let it do whatever it wanted.

The moment it left Lin Ye's body, the magic blade was like a runaway horse, thrust straight into the blazing Samadhi True Fire.

It could no longer care about the pain of the fire. When the flames burned the wind-wrapped silk, the poisonous mist filled the whole body of the demon blade. Bathed in the ocean of poison, the demon blade trembled slightly, as if a human being was doing it. Cramps of excitement after performing certain exercises.

"Comfortable, so comfortable! I want to... burn some more, burn some more for me..."

The Demon Blade greedily pursued Lin Ye, and Lin Ye was also quite generous. He took a few more original leaves but lost a few.

Because Lin Ye almost knew that after eating so many toxins, his mana growth was almost reaching the saturation stage.

Even if he cultivates poison in his body to increase the toxicity of the toxin, he has already swallowed all the most poisonous things in the south. The side effects of love poison are too strong. If he wants to rely on other poisons to slowly accumulate mana, Lin Ye's body has also appeared. Tolerance.

(End of this chapter)