One person's royal painting

Here, after two days, Wang Zhenqiu finally walked out of the room that Wang Bing arranged for him.

"Hmm~"

Wang Zhenqiu stretched his waist and said, "Sunshine, which I haven't seen for a long time, is so nice..."

"Are you willing to come out?"

Wang Bing's voice also came from behind Wang Zhenqiu, "You are fast enough, I think you will have to delay for a few days anyway, I plan to talk to Hao Yi from the Southwest Region..."

"Eh?"

Wang Zhenqiu turned his head to look at Wang Bing in a stretched posture, and said with a smile, "Have you investigated me?"

"You still need to check your little shit?"

Wang Bin said: "The reputation of Southwest Region in the circle has also become extremely bad this year. Everyone said that Southwest has a cancer, plus you don't mind being known... If I were in If I can't find out, I'm a waste!"

"Ah...that's it..."

Wang Zhenqiu rubbed his chin and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I think my current boss is pretty good..."

"Finished the research?" Wang Bing asked, he also checked Wang Zhenqiu's affairs during this period, and found that this guy really wanted to be similar to himself.

On the one hand, this guy can be regarded as an advocator, in any case he is also a wizard; on the other hand, he is also following the path of a spirit practitioner (cultivating through Ren Du's second vein).

Those who dare to go like this are considered talented.

You must know that the ordinary way of refining Qi and witchcraft are two different directions, and ordinary people are destined to only choose one of them in their lives.

If you cultivate both, then it is the water chestnut.

"Some things have been researched... I have to say that these gringos really have something!"

Wang Zhenqiu smiled, took out a black glove from his pocket and said, "Originally, this thing of mine is still a half-finished product, but..."

Swish!
After Wang Zhenqiu put it on his hand, black air suddenly gushed out around his body.

"This is……"

Wang Bing opened his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at Wang Zhenqiu in front of him. As the black air continued to change, Wang Zhenqiu's body also changed significantly, and a pair of black wings stretched out from his back.

Wang also vaguely remembers that the profession of advocating excellence "steals" people's power of worship through some unknown means, which is the so-called incense, and then produces a certain power derived from faith.

Based on this, the consciousness based on legendary figures or gods is generated. This thing is also known as the godhead.

If the power of the godhead...

I can understand that you play the Third Prince of the Red Lotus and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. Your pair of wings are obviously not a localized product...

Wang Bing looked at the two pairs of wings protruding from the back in front of him, his eyes began to turn scarlet, and turbulence appeared in the surrounding air.

"You are..."

Wang Bing said in a concentrated voice, before Wang Bing finished speaking, a ball of black energy appeared in Wang Zhenqiu's hand.

Bang!
Wang Zhenqiu instantly swung the jet-black wings on his back, his whole body shook, and a cloud of black mist began to coil around the surroundings, and then formed two small spiral energy on his arms, as if he was really accumulating energy, and the surrounding air also At this moment, turbulence began to appear.

Whoohoo!
Wang Bing didn't know when the black iron mace appeared in his hand, the strength of his body also bloomed at this moment, and the momentum of his whole body was constantly rising.

Is this a failure of possession?

Wang Bing's heart sank. He had known about some western gods and demons before. Looking at this posture, this Wang Zhenqiu planned to use the black gloves he just made to channel the gods of the west. It is not so much a god as a demon .

Look at Wang Zhenqiu's current appearance, he doesn't look like a Western god.

Psychics, how should I put it, is a test of how many people believe in it.

To give a simple example, there are almost 20 billion people in the world who believe in Christ, 12 billion Christians and 10 billion Hinduism.

These are all big sects, and the big sects have some descriptions of their own gods.

Over the years, these religious believers have continued to give him the power of faith, so even if it is fictional, it can be psychic to some extent.

Isn't Wang Zhenqiu's case the best example, but...

Wang could vaguely feel that the western gods and demons were more aggressive and more suitable for fighting.

Thinking of this, I saw Wang Zhenqiu standing opposite, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and the black air flow on his arm was directly rolled up, forming a small whirlwind, and the surrounding air was also constantly gathering under the high-speed rotation of this small whirlwind. Then on the palm of his hand.

The next moment, without saying a word, Wang Zhenqiu pushed the compressed air bomb forward, and the whirlwind, which was originally only the size of a palm, suddenly increased, with sharp wind blades, and rolled towards Wang Zhenqiu. and.

Wang Bing stared, ignoring the whirlwind with countless wind blades. At this time, he leaped and swooped towards Wang Zhenqiu.

Godhead, it does have some tricks. It is really not easy for such illusory things to be captured by strangers, but the flaw of Godhead is that it can only act out what people think, and cannot improvise according to the actual situation.

In terms of ability, it is restricted to death by this godhead, just like you play a Monkey King, the great sage uses a stick, you can't tell the great sage to come out with Gatling.

"So it's the first time you have possessed the Western Godhead, have you lost your mind?" Wang pulled the big black mace wrapped in strong qi energy behind him, and swung it out suddenly, bringing out a black brilliance.

boom!
The black mace in Wang Bing's hand smashed into Wang Zhenqiu's chest with a piercing sound.

At this moment, the space in front of Wang Zhenqiu shattered. He hastily raised his black-gloved arms, crossed them in front of him, and the pair of black wings behind him gathered directly in the middle, as if he wanted to wrap himself Like in it.It directly blocked Wang Bing's powerful mace.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, the wings of the fallen angels behind Wang Zhenqiu were pulled out with several black feathers by this mace, and these black feathers also turned into black smoke and disappeared into the air after floating in the air. .

But the power of this mace is far from that simple. With Wang Bing's continuous development of Ju Ling dispatched generals, he has been constantly refining his own five ghost skills recently.

The five yin generals on his body were also king and given new abilities.

One can improve one's own strength; one can provide oneself with agility; one is mainly responsible for healing oneself, which is only similar to Wang Zizhong's ability; the other can improve one's own defense.

When fighting people again in the future, there is no need for Wang Bing to bring so many spirits with him, and it will be better to go directly to the Yin!

It's just that there is a disadvantage in doing so, that is, the king can't summon some more powerful celebrities to help him...

After all, your yin general is already possessed, so naturally you can't use yin as a carrier to summon famous generals.

As Wang Bing broke Wang Zhenqiu's bodyguard, the black mace also landed on Wang Zhenqiu's arm, and Wang Zhenqiu was also thrown upside down by the force, and it took a long time to slow down.

"..."

At this time, Wang Zhenqiu opened his mouth to Wang and spoke some language that Wang didn't understand, but Wang didn't need to listen to know that Wang Zhenqiu, who was possessed now, was saying some words that belittled him.

Suddenly, the pair of black wings behind Wang Zhenqiu grew again. When the black wings were fully extended, they were about three or four meters long. Immediately, they slammed towards Wang Bing's position, and a black tornado suddenly appeared, heading straight for Wang Bing. Come on.

"Tsk, the recovery is quite fast..."

Wang Bing smacked his lips, and the black mace was pulled back by Wang Bing again. Just when he was about to throw a shock wave to resist the black whirlwind, Wang Zhenqiu's figure suddenly appeared beside Wang Bing. Spit out a cloud of black mist.

Detaining generals, Jiushi, Wuhuo!

Beside Wang Bing, a cloud of black smoke emerged from his body, turning into a barrier between him and Wang Zhenqiu.

sizzle...

I saw that although these two strands are both black, the black mist with different auras inside corrodes each other, but it is difficult to fuse together.

It was at this very moment that Wang Bing appeared next to Wang Zhenqiu with a bang, brandished a black mace, and slapped Wang Zhenqiu's face with the mace, sending him flying. It flew for a while before stopping.

Looking at Wang Zhenqiu's head, which was about to rotate [-] degrees, it was because Wang Bing had stopped just now, otherwise if it was really a killer, Wang Zhenqiu's head would have been directly smashed by Wang Bing just now.

To be honest, Wang Zhenqiu's identity, Wang Bing, is really curious. There is no trace of this guy in the circle, and he is not clean.

According to Xiaozhan's words, as long as this person is born in this world, he will definitely leave traces.

But the problem is that this Wang Zhenqiu is the kind of existence that has no trace at all, which makes Wang Bing more and more curious about the origin of this guy.

(Author's note: Wang Zhenqiu is Wang Yiqiu in the second uncle's early work "Great Love Project". Originally, I wanted to incorporate some settings in this work, but I found that the combat power is really not coordinated, and the background is not good. Good planning, so I don’t plan to do too much background digging on Wang Zhenqiu)
Kaka!

Wang Zhenqiu turned his head mechanically and slowly, the red light in his eyes became even more dazzling.

"I thought that blow just now could knock you out, but now it seems that you Western demons really have some skills..."

Holding the black mace in his right hand, Wang Bing tapped lightly on the palm of his left hand and said, "So that's all you have? Or do you have other moves that you haven't used?"

There is one thing to say, when Wang Zhenqiu was hit on the face just now, Wang Bing felt as if he had hit a mace on a thick steel plate, and the shock force made the tiger's mouth of Wang Bing's right hand faintly numb.

This physical fitness has improved by more than one level. Now Wang is more and more able to understand why this foreign demon is said to be suitable for attacking...

The speed, strength, and defense have all been greatly improved...