My Martial Arts Will Become An Evil God!

A hidden place in a small fishing village in Jingdong Province.

Fang Ping, who was filled with inexplicable depression, sighed slightly.

"Upgrading the three dragon-fighting styles has almost drained my martial arts background."

"It seems that it's really time to settle down for a while..."

With glittering eyes, he looked at the evil god modifier in front of him.

Host: Fang Ping

Martial arts: Extreme Dragon Seal (first floor), Prison Dragon Art (fourth floor), Yuanhuang Gangsha (fourth floor), Dongxuan Tianxin Thunder Dafa (third floor), Yuanhuo (first floor) , Eclipse Poison Art (first floor)

Origin: 6

This time, I went to Yamaguchi to take revenge.

Fang Ping got 4 and 8 Elementium from that old witch's Aether bow and Liu Sheng Arataro's Aether Ball.

In addition to the original 2 points of Elemental Quality, his Origin Quality once reached 14 points.

However, it took 8 Elemental Quality points to upgrade the Royal Dragon Three Forms of the Perfect Realm to the Extreme Dragon Seal.

So his source quality was instantly reduced to 6 points.

And this time, in the process of improving the Dragon Royale Three Styles, although there is the help of Origin Quality.

But Fang Ping still felt that his martial arts background had been stretched a little.

If he wants to continue to improve and continue to maintain its terrifying killing power after the extreme dragon seal reaches the perfect 570 realm.

I'm afraid he has to settle down and read more books on martial arts, or Taoism and Buddhist scriptures.

His own wisdom is still limited after all.

It is necessary to refer to the wisdom of some sages, and it will be more conducive to him to continue to improve his strength.

Entered a town closest to the fishing village to re-apply for a mobile phone card and bought a new mobile phone.

His previous phone had been scrapped during the battle.

But just when Fang Ping was about to call Fang's father.

A news message box popped up directly on the taskbar of the mobile phone interface.

"According to the official determination of Xiaguo Seismic Network: at 12:14 on August 9, an earthquake of magnitude 6.0 occurred in Boshan District, Huiping City, Changtong City, with a focal depth of 15 kilometers. Many places in Sijiang and Wuhuan provinces were affected by the earthquake. block."

"A few days ago, the communication between the three provinces has been restored, and officers and soldiers at all levels have also rushed to the earthquake area for rescue and disaster relief. At present, the number of casualties has not been clearly calculated. The earthquake is ruthless, and the people of the whole country are with you!"

Looking at the message popped up on the phone, Fang Ping's mouth twitched.

But immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly again.

Then (ajfg) I saw that he quickly used his mobile phone to surf the Internet to see what netizens were saying about the "earthquake".

When I saw those netizens, even those from the Sijiang Changtongwuhuan ring, they all spoke after the earthquake.

Fang Ping's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly flashed a gleam of light.

"It seems that the special mediation department has the means to influence the people's spiritual consciousness, or hypnotize them."

"Otherwise, it is impossible for no one to talk about the various visions of the blood sacrifice ceremony and those demonized creatures that have been alienated by demonic energy..."

With these things in mind, Fang Ping called him while rushing towards Father Fang's location.

"Have you found any trace of this man?"

In the headquarters of the special mediation office, Li Wanjiang looked at the man in front of him and asked in surprise.

"Yes, the people we sent have searched for a long time, but they didn't even see the shadow of the Thunder Fa powerhouse."

The subordinate said with a wry smile.

"It seems that the true identity of this Leifa powerhouse should be someone we all know, otherwise he would not be so afraid of revealing his true identity.

Li Wanjiang touched his chin and said softly.

"Okay, let our people come back, since this person doesn't want to reveal his identity, then we don't have to force him.

"When he wants to show up, it will naturally appear, but we can't just give up investigating this person's identity, let's do it secretly.

"OK."

The subordinate nodded, and then said: "By the way, Li Chu, the special mediation offices at all levels in the three provinces have reported the situation, and the follow-up related to the blood sacrifice ceremony has basically been cleaned up.

"Okay, I understand. Fortunately, this time we knew the news in advance and made preparations in time."

"Otherwise, I don't know how many people will die in this blood sacrifice ritual created by the Dimension Demon Sect."

Talking about this blood sacrifice ceremony, Li Wanjiang suddenly looked happy again.

Fortunately, Fang Ping discovered the situation in time and notified them.

Otherwise, based on the huge scope of this blood sacrifice ceremony [I am afraid that there will be many people who do not know how many times more people will die than the blood sacrifice ceremony that was also made by the Wu Mozong in the past few decades.

Thinking of this, Li Wanjiang suddenly remembered what he said before that he wanted to give Fang Ping credit.

This time, the actions of Yuan Mozong were discovered in advance, and the deaths of countless people were avoided. Fang Ping's contribution was huge.

But thinking of what Fang Ping told him before he left.

Li Wanjiang had another headache.

He felt that the virtual objects in the special mediation department might suffer again.

While thinking about it, Li Wanjiang walked towards the office, ready to give Fang Ping credit.

But when he reached the door of the monitoring room, Li Wanjiang suddenly stopped and asked:

"By the way, they only reported the situation of this incident. What about the situation of the remnants of Yuan Mozong?"

"Uh, it seems that some of the Yuan Demon Sect's remnants were killed, and the others should have been hiding at one point.

The subordinate thought for a while and replied.

"This time, it is rare that all the remnants of the Primordial Demon Sect have been exposed, and we must step up the investigation. Not a single remnant can be let go."

"Yes!"

And at this time in the black abyss.

I saw a few huge and weird tentacles, slowly sticking out from the vortex of the virtual world, constantly pulling the boundary of the vortex, trying to tear it apart even more.

The moment the tentacles appeared, the vast and invisible power of the world immediately appeared, constantly consuming and destroying these tentacles.

But these tentacles seem to carry some kind of power that can slightly resist the power of the world.

Although the tentacles on the tentacles are constantly falling and dissipating.

But the speed of these huge tentacles was very slow.

A strange, strange low roar sounded from the end of the vortex of the virtual world.

However, in this burst of low roars, not many monsters rushed out of the vortex of the virtual world.

Because that General Lin Yuan Shanlin was still guarding here at this time.

I saw him standing quietly in the air in front of the Void World Vortex with an extremely straight body.

It's like standing guard.

A layer of extremely suppressed aura emanated from his body, enveloping the space in front of the virtual world in front of the tears.

Because of his existence, there are not many monsters rushing over to the Void Vortex to find death.

It's just that Lin Yuanshan looked at these tentacles sticking out from the vortex of the virtual world at this time, his face was full of solemnity, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Sure enough, it's a domain-level virtual spirit..."

The next moment, he directly took out a somewhat old and worn out Talisman from his arms.

After being stimulated by the power of the soul, Lin Yuanshan directly threw the ancient talisman in his hand into the vortex of the virtual world.

"Roar!!!"

After a while, there was a crazy roar from the other end of the virtual world.

The tentacles that were tearing at the vortex of the virtual world also shrank back instantly.

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