One person's royal painting

Chapter 260 Deification and Contest

"&...&..."

Wang Zhenqiu was still saying those words that Wang didn't understand, and he stroked his face with his hands and broke it hard. There was a crisp sound as if the bones were right, and he shook his long golden hair. Slowly let out a mouthful of foul air.

As for Wang Bing's mace just now, if Wang Zhenqiu hadn't been in a godhead state and his physical fitness had been greatly improved, he might not be able to resist Wang Bing's blow.

Just talking about Wang Zhenqiu's current physical fitness, Wang Bing feels that his ability is comparable to those who play horizontal training.

Is this godhead mask so magical?

To be reasonable, Wang didn't find it a bit unbelievable. Whether you are an Eastern Qi practitioner or a Western alchemist, everything has to go through a process.

The horizontal practice of the East requires at least a long time of torturing one's body, and it can only achieve this effect after long-term polishing with qi and blood.

Even the quick alchemy, which requires a large amount of metal substances to be integrated into the body, is used to refine the body, which is the so-called human body refining...

These at least can rely on the law of conservation of matter.

But what about Wang Zhenqiu!

Once the godhead is attached to the body with one hand, the whole person seems to be even more open, and the defense power soars...

call!
hum!
Several streaks of black energy gushed out from Wang Bing's body again, and wrapped around the black mace, forming a black halo on its surface. Wang Bing also let out a long breath and said, "Wang Zhenqiu, if you wake up again If you don't come here, I won't hold back!"

boom!
After all, Wang Bing held the mace in both hands, swung it in the direction of Wang Zhenqiu, and hit the air in front of him. The huge roar brought out a cloud of sonic boom, and a shock wave was formed out of thin air, directly hitting the air. Wang Zhenqiu bombarded away.

The high-speed shock wave also knocked the surrounding Wang family down. The qi energy on this shock wave is not small.

Wang Bing can no longer be measured by the level of the ordinary younger generation in the circle, but to be honest at Wang Bing's age, even if many people know that Wang Bing has a master-level combat power, they still can't treat him like a master. Facing a junior.

Swish!
The black wings behind Wang Zhenqiu, who was standing not far away, spread out again, but this time Wang Zhenqiu didn't use those black winds anymore, and two groups of black and purple flames burst out from his palm.

Faced with the shock wave from the bombardment, Wang Zhenqiu did not dodge or dodge, and punched out with his flaming fist. From a distance, Wang Zhenqiu's punch seemed to hit the air.

boom!
As the shock wave collided with the flame fist, a wave of air swayed in all directions, and even the black and purple flame in Wang Zhenqiu's hand was also scattered by this force.

And at the moment when the flame on Wang Zhenqiu's right hand was dissipated, he suddenly took a deep breath, raised his left hand and blew it out towards Wang who was swaying.

call!
A black and purple fire dragon formed with Wang Zhenqiu's air blowing, and it continued to grow bigger in front of Wang Bing.

Just...

This fire dragon refers to a dragon, which may be somewhat different from the oriental dragon. From the appearance, it should be a western dragon, which is the so-called Yinglong in the east.

"Don't destroy public property..."

Wang Bing's voice suddenly came from behind Wang Zhenqiu, and the black mace in his hand was also replaced by the Tianyuan brush at this time, and on the Tianyuan brush, a ball of ink, like floating paintings, was continuously swaying.

As Wang Bing clenched the gun with both hands, a big wave suddenly shot up from the ground, getting bigger and bigger in the air, and rushed towards Wang Zhenqiu. The big wave directly covered Wang Zhenqiu, man and dragon together.

Danqing Kunpeng water attack!

laugh!
Suddenly, a knife light slashed across, cut out from the huge waves, and directly broke the ink covering it, Wang Zhenqiu's figure also turned into an afterimage and flew high into the sky.

After his figure stabilized, Wang Bing noticed that at this time, Wang Zhenqiu's head had grown a pair of curved horns on the left and right sides of his head, and he was also holding a black and purple handle in his hand. Flame Trident.

Wang Bingxin said: This guy really looks more and more like a devil!You are cos Satan, right? Shouldn't you have a sheep's face?
What's more terrible is that the magic array that Wang Zhenqiu took from Wang Bing should be the magic map of the "list", and this list has something to do with Cthulhu.

In fact, Wang Bing also wanted to see if Wang Zhenqiu could give himself an "indescribable thing".

It's just that this is still the European way!

What the Emerald Institute learned is meaningless...

"%...&"

Wang Zhenqiu, who was in the form of a demon, suddenly yelled violently, and his strange voice rippled in the space. He raised his arms and held them on the trident. With a wave of his arm, he stabbed Wang Bing at high speed with a halberd.

"so……"

Wang Bing hooked the end of the Tianyuan brush in the form of a spear with his foot, picked up the whole spear, and held it in his hand. Facing Wang Zhenqiu's halberd, a cloud of cyan water suddenly appeared on the Tianyuan brush, and shot towards the trident. .

when!
As the two weapons collided, there was a sound of metal clashing, but Wang Zhenqiu didn't give Wang Zhenqiu a chance to react. It seemed that this guy was really disturbed by this godhead, and he couldn't control it mentally. godhead.

Swish!
Wang Bing held the gun in one hand to block forward, and the other hand touched the swallowing bag behind him. Wang Bing took out the big black mace again. Taking advantage of Wang Zhenqiu's halberd stabbing down and not having time to adjust his posture, the energy on Wang Bing's body Wrapped around the black mace again, with a sharp twist of the waist, the black mace swung towards Wang Zhenqiu at high speed.

boom!
There was a muffled sound, and Wang Zhenqiu was slammed into the side by the twisted mace.

The huge force made him unable to react at all. Wang Zhenqiu's body was dented in the direction of the black mace, and he flew to the side, smashing a nearby hill directly into a large cloud of smoke and dust that floated high into the sky.

"Wang Zhenqiu, you wouldn't do that, would you? I've beat this Satan to such a degree. If you can't regain control of your body, you'd better hurry up and rebuild it..."

call! !

The dust and smoke were instantly blown away by a strong wind, and Wang Zhenqiu slowly broke free from the stone wall of the hill. He covered his face with one hand, and pressed the ground firmly with the other, showing a ferocious face. Godhead fights.

Wang didn't know much about this Chanyou. If Chanyou's mental power can't control the body, the whole person is likely to be controlled by the godhead.

What's more terrible is that this group of people can't forcibly remove the possession of the godhead, and there will only be one end if they are forcibly removed, and that is death!

Therefore, if Wang Zhenqiu wants to get rid of this state, he must first regain control of his body, and then undo the possession of the godhead.

　I really don’t have time to code words. I’m going to do an internship recently, and I have to go to work on weekdays, so let’s change [-] first...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)