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Three hundred and eighty-eight

Three Hundred and Eighty-Eight                        
Although the ancient magician is also considered a senior member of the Dark Pyramid, he doesn't know many things, at most he is the executor, but according to his analysis, we still have a lot of information. Some time ago, I received an invitation during the ancient martial arts exchange meeting. The Dark Pyramid is preparing for a world-wide martial arts conference. Of course, the invitations are all elites among the elites of various countries, but their purpose is unknown. It is logical that there is no need to be so exaggerated, but it seems that the resurrection of the Dark God requires some necessary conditions and needs to be found in the warriors.
"Although we don't understand what they are looking for, we must participate. If we don't enter the tiger's den, how can we get a tiger's son? I was very interested in it, and now I have to go."
"Oh, let alone not talk about it, we should join in such a lively manner." Lao Zhan also needs to be aware of it.
"...By the way, there is another very important thing. The contractors of biochemical civilization and the contractors of semi-mechanical civilization have also come out. This is what I guess, otherwise they would not have planned in advance suddenly. However, from the tone above, these two contractors may be a bit different, but the power of the Dark Pyramid has increased greatly. There are already many masters moving, and it is not clear where the target is.
"Well, I will discuss these things when I go back. As for how to deal with them, we don't have to worry about them. Magicians, once they go back, don't provide information. That kind of place is too dangerous. We have already taken the lead with so much."
As long as we ensure that our main force is complete, all that remains is a hard battle. After hearing so much, I am really itchy about the structure in the Dark Pyramid.
"Why are we looking for a place to eat and eat, how about we find a place to digest food?" Lao Zhan rubbed his hands with a smile.
No matter what else, when it comes to fighting, I never frightened. Even if I was beaten up by my dad back then, I never gave up. I just took it to the end... It's just that my dad was too cunning and didn't give me a chance to make a comeback.
The three of them stood on the field. The ancient magician had never been drunk before. Lao Zhan's drunkenness was gone, his eyes shining, and his momentum was hidden without any release.
"Are you two going together or come one by one?"
I stood with my hands behind my back and said with a smile. Lao Zhan and the ancient magician also smiled at each other and expressed strong protests about my "arrogance".
"Boss, have your verbal skills improved a lot? I'll try it first!"
The battle kept taking a big step forward, and the fierce fighting spirit burned in his eyes. In the second world, he fought with me and was defeated in every battle, so he hoped to save some face in reality.
The ancient magician was impatient in the fight and could only shake his head helplessly. Although he had never seen it, he understood that the power of the contractor was definitely not something that ordinary people could defeat, but there was also curiosity in his heart. After all, even though he understood, he had never seen these people take action. He only knew that with his adoptive father's skills, he had no power to resist the great elder, and he knew that the contractor was terrible.
I shrugged indifferently and joked: "Let me see what material your master who cheats on food and drink has taught you."
Zhan Bushua stretched out his arms, and then closed his arms violently, and shouted violently. The clothes on his body suddenly collapsed and exposed the steel-like muscles. Zhan Bushua's energy became stronger and stronger, and he directly entered the innate secret realm, and even the gale wind came out... Not to mention, it really looks like a god of war with this pose... It's a bit wasteful to storm like this.
The strength of the innate true qi is also good. It seems that his master is not a simple lama, and he also knows that we should be an extraordinary person.
However, the new generation pushes the old generation to replace the old generation, and those are the old history.
I kept holding the coat and saw that the guy was in an excited state. For him, a hearty battle was the best.
With one hand, Wanliu Guizong's true power burst out with a bang, and a strong energy swept out, suppressing the constant fighting energy, but the violent energy quickly returned to form a milky white defense.
Zhan Buzhuan was not discouraged by my strength, but instead burst out with a strong fighting spirit and shouted, "Okay, really strong, take it!"
With the loud shout, the person follows the situation and comes up with all his strength, which is the best handprint of Tantra!
I rarely involve the tricks of Tantric Buddhism. I seem to have read a little, but it is not interesting. I like to read everything at the beginning, but I don’t have much interest later. After all, after understanding the true meaning of ancient martial arts, this kind of thing will change all the time. In this regard, our Yaowang Mansion is definitely one of the best.
This true power is also a relatively unique type. After being released, it will not only increase its strength, but also increase it dozens of times, giving the attack object a strong pressure.
But his opponent is me, and my favorite is this kind of martial art that is extremely strong and yang.
Facing constant attacks, it is not fancy. The backhand is just a punch, and only hits the center of the big handprint. What is strange about this unique skill is that when the palm power is placed, it does not disperse the palm power, but will concentrate the force at the moment of contacting the attack, making the original influence an illusion. It is no wonder that Tantra has always dominated the Western Regions and still has a place to this day.
Boom~
The strong collision made Zhan Bushuai slide out directly, for four or five meters, but Zhan Bushuai became even more excited.
"Haha, boss, it's true that I'm so happy!"
"Is that so, there are better ones to ensure you are satisfied!"
I haven't enjoyed such a happy battle for a long time, and this time I took the initiative to attack!
The ancient magician on the side saw it clearly. Zhan Budding had 60% of his attack just now, and the Soul-Devouring attack could not tell the depth. It would be good to have 30% of his achievements. After this test, both sides understood that Zhan Budding had used ten successive powers when he took action again. On the surface, it was a joke, but the shock in his heart had reached the extreme. He never thought that there were such masters in this world!
The ancient magician himself is already a top expert in the Dark Pyramid. He is also a master trained by the Demon Cult. In addition, it has integrated the Western Divine Comedy civilization and Egypt's secret curse. It can be said that not many of his peers can compare with him. Even if they are constantly fighting, although they have entered the innate world in ancient martial arts, if they are actually fighting, the ancient magician is still 80% sure to defeat him.
But facing the Soul Devouring, he realized why everyone was so afraid of the Medicine King's Mansion. It was already the peak of ancient martial arts. The Medicine King's Mansion was even more hidden and creeping tigers. What was even more terrifying was not here. As a contractor, Wang Zhong had spread throughout the dark world in the Battle of Tokyo, especially his age and his terrifying forces. Perhaps it was a coincidence that the name of the Demon King was also circulating in the industry, and the real name was no longer needed. The Demon King in various languages ​​could represent his terrifying terror.
Maybe he doesn't know it yet, but this name can definitely make people scared. After all, Kou Mu's elite biochemical troops are not made by Nibaba.
The two of them were hard to distinguish, and the ancient magician who was watching quietly had discovered that Soul Devouring had been dealing with the battle with one hand and constantly being crazy attacks. The unique skills of Tantric Buddhism were indeed extraordinary. If he had never been able to be so calm under such a crazy attack, he would probably have been in a bad position even if he had been so arrogant.
At the beginning, in order to attract the continuous power of fighting, I still kept some hands, and as I was excited, this kind of competition was really fun. Although the power of the old war was still a little short, it was still very pleasant to let me deal with it with one hand.
The three waves of the Dragon Gate were hit by one, and the battle kept turning around in the air. However, this guy was powerful enough. Although Tantra emphasizes calmness, it does not mean being stiff. It almost hit the ground before it hits the ground, followed by two lion seals.
Instead, he took the eight-stage style of Pingtian directly and used the power of fighting to continue. He was still fine. He was a little itchy after not using it for a long time.
——Fist to determine the country!
The momentum rushed down, firmly locking the battle, while the battle that lost its target was constantly felt the pressure immediately and did not rush into the air to pursue it. Instead, an inner bondage seal and an outer bondage seal were roaring, lifting the internal strength to the peak, and the palms overlapped toward the air was full force. The palm wind roared heavily, but in a blink of an eye, it was swept away by the fist in the air without a trace.
Boom~~~
...
"Ahem, boss, is it necessary to use such force? You treat it as a wooden stake. Oh my, at least you can save me some face in front of the ancient magician."
Zhan Buzhuo was as happy as a child. Although he was so flat that he was a little bruised and swollen, his image was a bit damaged.
At this time, I had already landed on the ground and kept pulling out the battle that had been pressed down on the ground.
"Tsk tsk, who asked me to do my best just now?"
"Okay, Lao Zhan, Soul-Devouring Brother has only used one hand!"
Zhan Budji immediately glanced at the ancient magician with resentment, "Oh, you two, magicians, why are you so straightforward? Let me give you some face."
The three of them couldn't help laughing.
Zhan kept tidying up the broken beggar's pants and smiled and said, "Boss, are you already eighty-eight? Or you just started practicing martial arts from the womb?"
At this time, it was finally my turn to pose, "Ahem, this is actually very simple. People need talent, but genius can't do anything, haha."
Chapter completed!
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