Black Wizard Zhu Peng

The "Anonymous Sword Art" in Zhu Peng's hand, if you throw it at a small human warrior with certain qualifications, the small warrior will choose the book as the main attack. As long as you don’t encounter any accidents in your practice, it will be quite interesting for some years. It is possible to inspire a fighting spirit with the main attack line, but it is only a basic fighting spirit with a good foundation in power. But the power of that fighting spirit could not surpass the wolf fighting spirit, which requires a high level of physique and will of the cultivator. The orc fighting spirit is rougher, but as long as the body bears it, the power is also large enough.

Thinking about it with his knees, a rich butler would not really just look for a secret book of vindictiveness and throw it to the younger generation he wants to support. In this secret book, there must be some kind of profound mystery that Zhu Peng has not yet understood. . And this unintelligible mystery can elevate the level of the entire secret book from the basics to the point where it is handed down to the world...Zhu Peng has checked through Kidd’s relationship. The author of this sword art is "Leinster". In the human race on the plane of Sirius, there is a hung name: the ancestor of the sword saint.

　　 Beside the man and woman, Liu Yidao danced his long sword in the snow forest. He walked in a circle with the treacherous method, the sword method and body method were compatible and operated at the same time.

The Liumen Swordsmanship is fierce and subtle, vicious and secretive. It is claimed to be not born out of any big boxing style of side-swordsmanship, but Zhu Peng has watched a lot recently, and always feels that there are some obliquely stuck positions in the Liumen's fast knife, and the side is attacking. The meaning of gossip swordsmanship. However, in this wizarding world, the sectarian disputes in the martial arts world in the past did not matter.

Jiang Yusen uses his mobile phone to log in to the professional association website to learn the various experience skills and training methods of agile professionals. His recent focus is on poisoning and dagger use skills. He typically lacks his own systematic training system. What is in his hands? Good guy, he will learn what skills to cooperate, but this is indeed an effective method for quick combat, so Zhu Peng did not interfere too much.

Cole shrank early in the snow cave to practice meditation. In this empty and huge dark first realm, the possibility of encountering monsters is far greater than that of human beings. Therefore, the five people alternately watch each other at night, even if they follow." Cole, based on the principle of "Wizards do not stay up late", was also arranged by Zhu Peng to get up late in the morning. The wizards do not stay up late to avoid being unconscious and affecting the spell casting, but there is no problem in getting up early.

　　 Zhu Peng and Yi Wen are both apprentices of wizards, and it is really hard to understand how Faye is lazy in the adventure team.

　　 The voodoo throne, snow forest, burning bonfire, five adventurers who each worked hard to strengthen themselves, as time passed, one night passed...

　　...Leinster, the ancestor of the sword saint, Anonymous Sword Art...

In the early morning of the next day, she opened her dimly sleepy eyes in the warm snow nest, and she caught sight of Yi Wen, who was sleeping in a pink sleeping bag on the opposite side. At this time, she closed her eyes and kept chattering. Even her face was white and delicate. His face was swollen and lovely at this moment.

　　 This snack food dreamed of who robbed himself of something to eat... The words show that it is an elven clan, why can Yiwen eat and be poisonous?

　　 Are the elves described by the bards too deified and beautiful, or are the snacks in front of them a special case among the elves?

　　 I couldn't bear to see Yi Wen doing it there, and he was anxious. Zhu Peng stretched out his hand and pulled out half of the dried sausage from the hidden mezzanine where he saluted. Although everyone had the same amount of bacon before departure, now, only Zhu Peng has some stock in his hands.

The Taoist Bigu secret technique allows him to eat a small amount of food and move his intestines and stomach to fully digest and absorb, so even the dark boxer Liu Yidao does not have the ability to eat small amounts and maintain physical energy for a long time, and this is just an ordinary thing for Zhu Peng. The practice of cultivating, sometimes the five internal organs are strengthened within the bigu detoxification. This is a knowledge of refining qi and nourishing health. If there is no profound and subtle Taoist inheritance, don’t even think about it. Up the stomach. I cut a small piece of bacon and stuffed it into Yiwen’s mouth that was already drooling, and let such a snack leave the city of the abyss to accompany myself to sleep in the first realm, eat biscuits and soak in salt water... I don’t know if she is holding it. What kind of determination.

"Obviously I won't let you come, I have to follow it, I have to take care of you...it's really troublesome." Complaining, feeding a small piece of bacon, watching Yi Wen's small round face with a happy smile of meat, Zhu Peng hid the leftover bacon again. The adventure was still long and he couldn't eat it all up.

Leaving the warm sleeping bag and walking out of the snow nest, the cold wind is no longer blowing. The air on the snowy field is clean and clear. Some scholars say that even the air in the endless abyss is full of poisonous, and the ground is full of flowing magma. Covered with dense bones, red blood irrigates the valley like a lake. They obviously confuse the Endless Abyss with the Nine-Layered Purgatory. The Endless Abyss is a multi-plane flow soil environment. On the earth, the Arctic icebergs may plunge into Mount Fuji. The Sahara Desert may be irrigated by the Atlantic Ocean. A piece of Zeguo: unstable, uncertain, chaotic, chaotic, always changing, this is the original dark ecology of the abyss. If you don’t pay a big price, no existence can build a stable building there. Even the big devil can only suppress a piece of land, but it’s like building a ship on the sea. It looks like the ship has not changed, but in fact It is still floating in the sea.

　　 As for the valleys irrigated with poison, lava, bones, and blood, only the devil will deliberately pursue this evil. The devil does not do less evil things objectively than the devil, but they do not have the concept of subjective evil. Throwing a human into the abyss at random, and dragging it out after a year and a half, his temperament is almost the same as that of a devil, provided that he is still alive.

　　 The leather boots made a creaking sound as they stepped on the thick snow.

Zhu Peng expanded his chest and breathed cold and refreshing air. However, looking at Cole under a dead tree concentrating on reading a spell book, he gradually frowned. Concentration is a good thing, but he is not focused during the night watch. For monitoring the surrounding situation, this is not a good thing. Fatal killings always come at unexpected moments. When Zhu Peng walked behind Cole and was about to step down, he found that the snow around the old guy had some traces of being flipped. The boots that were about to be stepped on were already lifted, and Zhu Peng slowly took them back. .

　　 "Mr. Cole?" Behind the tree, Zhu Peng yelled softly from behind the elderly wizard apprentice.

"I'm here. Fortunately you didn't step on it just now. The power of this witchcraft trap is even stronger than I cast it directly." The voice came from behind, and Zhu Peng slowly turned around in surprise, but saw the snow behind him. After the pile was blurred, an old man with gray hair and beard appeared, it was Cole.

　　 "Illusory plus traps...very classic wizard flow vigil method." Looking at the Cole who was still reading under the tree and appeared in front of him, Zhu Peng shook his head and chuckled, but there was nothing to say. Although the old wizard did hide and read books and didn't watch the night seriously, there was nothing more to say when someone arranged such a method. Like Jiang Yusen, Liu Yidao or even Zhu Peng himself, the effect of the night watch might not be better than this.

Suddenly, an electric arc flashed in the forest not far away. Zhu Peng and Cole looked at each other, and the two rushed to the direction where the trap circle was activated. Zhu Peng's footwork was faster. For a while, I saw a big mouse that was almost half-baked in the snow and forest...

"A snow squirrel, not raised in captivity, is indeed purely wild. Although they have been mutated, they seem to have not been completely transformed by the magical power of the Demon Dragon King ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is really a tenacious species." Zhu Peng squatted down and inspected the corpse of a giant rat almost the size of an adult dog. Judging from the scars on its teeth and paws, it was indeed a wild snow squirrel that accidentally broke in. It shouldn't be someone deliberately took it out and asked for directions. of.

"After eating compressed biscuits for more than half a month, I can finally eat the real meat." After speaking, Zhu Peng took off the steel axe at his waist and chopped off the head of the giant snow squirrel, and then began to peel it neatly. The fur half-focused by electricity.

　　 "Eating meat? You mean eating... mice?"

“As long as the rats that don’t grow up eating garbage, most of them taste good. I used to catch a fat bamboo rat when practicing boxing, and the taste is absolutely amazing.” At this point, Zhu Peng looked at the dumbfounded Kee while processing it. At a glance, I saw that the powerful senior wizard apprentice even had a look of fear in his eyes, and he couldn't help but smile: "Old Mr. Cole, I may indeed be inferior to you in the accumulation of witchcraft knowledge, but I am a big one. A member of the food empire, a load of delicious food on the earth, and I am Chinese alone.

Just as the two of them were speaking, Liu Yidao, who was extremely sensitive to the outside world, followed with an unsheathed long knife. He looked at the traces on the scene and roughly guessed what happened. When he saw Zhu Peng lifted that end When the **** snow squirrel, the old man's eyes were a little light.

　　 "Finally, I can change my taste. I have long heard that Zhu Peng, you have the level of a chef, today let Uncle Liu open my eyes."

(...The Chinese group is really terrible, they dare to eat anything. No wonder the racial talent is tenacity, even if these people really fall into the endless abyss, they can survive tenaciously?) Look at the initiative to go up and help With a knife to Liu's, Cole swallowed, only to feel terrified at the scene.