Langzhong won the king: "Killing people on the Qingtian tribe's territory, how can you let them escape so easily? You must take a trip in person, you must intercept them, you cannot let the tiger return to the mountain."

"According to the analysis of the information passed on, their cultivation is not very strong. Why should the disciples take the shot in person and just send a death knight to destroy them." Zhu Qingyi's brows have a red evil flower pattern Yin, a faint brilliance, makes her look more evil.

The King of Winning said: "Killing them is just one of the smaller tasks. What you really want to do on this trip is to go to Hongchuan and invite a Dan Dao Master to the Qingtian tribe."

"A Dan Taoist Master."

Zhu Qingyi's expression became quite serious, and he had to face it up.

Master Dan Dao can refine Sheng Dan, have the means of "birth and death, live bones", and get a master Dan Dao, the strength of the entire Qingtian tribe will be improved accordingly.

In the Northern Territory, there are only two priests of Dan Dao, and each of them is a guest who can become the blood emperor. How can such characters be treated carelessly?

The king ’s finger snapped, and a white letterhead spun out from between the **** and said, "The letter contains the information of the master Dan Dao. You must hurry over. It is said that several other The tribe also sent strong men to prepare to invite this person, don't be preempted by them. "

The ten tribes are both cooperative and competitive.

Zhu Qingyi grabbed the stationery, pouting and smiling, a pair of Danfeng eyes slightly tilted, such a pair of beautiful eyes, but showing a killing intention, said: "Since it is going to Hongchuan Prefecture, then the disciples chopped the three Human saints. "

"Wow--"

Immediately, Zhu Qingyi turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared into the temple out of thin air.

There is a long distance from Ningfeng House to Hongchuan House. Two million miles apart, ordinary people cannot cross even if they have walked a lifetime.

There is actually a space wormhole connection between the two houses, which will arrive in an instant. However, the entrance of the wormhole was guarded by heavy soldiers of the undead blood race. It was impossible to excuse them. Zhang Ruochen had to choose to fly to Hongchuan House.

On the way, Huang Yanchen beheaded and killed a commander of an undead blood race, and seized his chariot.

The chariot is pulled by two Tier 6 first-class barbaric beasts, which can either travel on the 6th ground or soar in the sky. Moreover, the fastest speed is comparable to the saints in the lower reaches, which can cross hundreds of thousands of miles every day .

Zhang Ruochen sat in the chariot, closed his eyes and meditated, searching for memories in his mind.

Eight hundred years ago, he had read the "Mental Power Code" of Shengming's central empire, and saw a lot of advanced thunder spells, and was prepared to choose one or two to practice and strengthen his own strength.

With only low-level spells, the true power of the Spiritual Holy One cannot be shown at all. It's as if he played against the Four Wings of Blood, playing dozens of low-level spells and not killing them.

Spells are divided into ten levels.

Zhang Ruochen is now only practicing a few low-level spells. The most powerful one, the Thunder Vortex, is only a third-level spell, which is far from being comparable to the tenth-level spell.

On top of the tenth-level spell, there are even more powerful mental tricks, called holy spells.

Only the spiritual strength of the Holy Spirit can make the Holy Law successful. Every move of the Holy Law has earth-shaking power. It can level a mountain, burn a sea, and destroy a giant city.

The Holy Law is also divided into ten levels. Even if it is only a first-level Holy Law, it is quite difficult to practice, and it takes a lot of time to enlighten.

"First-class Holy Law, Thor's Hammer."

There was a sentence in Zhang Ruochen's mouth, and then, in his mind, dense text appeared.

In theory, a spell requires a whole book to record, and only by reading this book can the spell be successfully cultivated.

A kind of holy law requires a house of books to explain and elaborate. Only by fully understanding all the books of a house can one practice a holy law.

The content and interpretation of Thor's Hammer have long been remembered in Zhang Ruochen's mind, but when they realize it, it is another matter. After just meditating for a while, he felt a little dizzy and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Zhang Ruochen did not give up. He used strong mental power to study one by one in the sea of ​​consciousness and overcome one difficulty after another.

You know, with Zhang Ruochen's current mental strength, it only takes one breath to write down the contents of a book and understand the meaning of those contents.

However, it took him two days to sort out all the contents of Thor's Hammer, and he only realized 50% to 60% of the truth.

"carry on."

Zhang Ruochen wanted to strengthen his own strength, and he must cultivate a holy law as soon as possible.

As long as he has mastered a sacred law, even if he encounters the sage of Xuanhuang Realm, Zhang Ruochen has a great win.

The Sage of Xuanhuang Realm is already quite powerful among the souls of the Divine Realm.

Immediately after, Zhang Ruochen spent another day and one night comprehending the contents of Thor's Hammer for a second time and realizing 70% to 80% of the truth.

After three days of sleepless practice, Zhang Ruochen's current physical condition was naturally overwhelming and she had to stop and rest.

When the state recovered, Zhang Ruochen came out of the chariot and tried to cast this kind of holy law.

His hands formed a handprint. Immediately, the aura between the heavens and the earth converged towards him and turned into purple lightnings, intertwined.

The whole sky was darkened, the black clouds were rolling, and a huge breath was bred in the clouds.

The creatures within a hundred miles, looking at the horrible vision in the sky, felt the amazing coercion, all of them were deterred.

However, Thor's Hammer did not condense. The thunder and lightning gradually dispersed, disappeared without a trace, and the sky was clear again.

Casting failed.

Zhang Ruochen was not discouraged, but just shook his head slightly and smiled, and started to perform again.

The second time, it was already a failure.

The third time, it failed.

...

After more than 20 consecutive failures, Zhang Ruochen felt a bit exhausted, and then stopped. When he recovered his mental strength, he was also thinking carefully about the reasons for the failure.

From beginning to end, Huang Yanchen kept quiet, without saying a word, just staring at Zhang Ruochen quietly.

Qing Mo whispered quietly, saying: "The county master, Zhang Gongzi seems to be in trouble. Without the guidance of the elders of the spiritual power of the older generation, he would never be able to cultivate a holy law."

Spiritual monks, there are also teachers.

Teachers not only teach how to cultivate spiritual power, but also teach them how to practice magic and holy law.

Some of the skills and details in the practice are not recorded in the book at all, and it will take a lot of detours to go to the enlightenment alone. Not to mention a few days, even if it takes several months or even years, it may not be able to successfully cultivate a holy law.

Huang Yanchen said: "Zhang Ruochen is not an ordinary person. Since he set foot on the road of cultivation, almost no teacher has taught him, all of them are self-study. In the final analysis, no one can teach him, so we can see that his understanding Not ordinary people can compare. A holy law must be difficult for him. "

Qing Mo always felt that His Majesty Jun had a blind self-confidence in Zhang Ruochen. Because he loved a person, he believed that he could do everything?

"I see. Only the combination of spiritual power and heaven and earth aura can be used to display the Holy Law."

The corner of Zhang Ruochen's mouth slightly tilted up, revealing a smile, and then he stood up and formed a seal again.

"Well."

The manifestation of the spiritual power is the human form, condensed by lightning, emitting a dazzling light, making the dark night sky a layer of purple brilliance.

The heaven and earth aura continued to converge towards the spiritual power, condensing an electric hammer.

Qing Mo stared stunned at the huge thunderbolt standing behind Zhang Ruochen. It was like a thunder **** holding an electric hammer, and the breath was quite outrageous.

Qing Mo spit out her tongue, and had to be convinced in her heart, saying to herself: "Well, it took only three days to learn a sacred law on her own."

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen seemed to be aware of something, and glanced in the direction behind him, then hit the thunder hammer and hit a mountain sixty miles away.

A death knight wearing a ten-holy blood armor stood at the top of the mountain, saw the electric hammer falling from the sky, and quickly raised a shield with a skull.

Immediately, a huge blood-red skull flew out of the shield and collided with Thor's hammer.

"Booming."

The 2,000-meter-high mountain collapsed downwards and quickly became flat. Even some of the rocks melted into magma. On the surface of the magma, there were also lightning lines flowing.

The death knight didn't fall down, and still kept his standing position, holding his shield.

"Snapped!"

The shield in his hand was broken and turned into pieces of iron. .

"Is the Undead Temple sending a Death Knight to chase it down?"

Yellow smoke and green ink immediately moved the holy air and entered a combat state.

Behind the two knights of death, a woman wearing a black veil came out. Her body was uneven, her curves were soft, her eyes contained the power of evil, and she said softly: "Before I came, I underestimated you. With the attacking power you just exploded, I'm afraid that you have reached the 52nd level, right? "

"Are you a human or an undead blood?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The woman had no blood wings on her back, so Zhang Ruochen asked that.

She smiled slightly: "I have half the blood of undead blood and half of the human blood. I forgot to tell you that my name is Zhu Qingyi, a successor disciple of the winner."

"Win King's disciple."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes revealed a cold color.

It's really a narrow road.

Zhu Qingyi said, "Your mental strength is not bad. You are a talent. Tell me your name and origin. You may not have a life in front of you."

(End of this chapter)

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