People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 46 Goal, Luanfeng Village, Fengshagang! (Second more)
In reality, Lu Ming opened his eyes.

Standing up at the first time, he opened his hands for the ninth-grade practice method of the three-phase magic transformation technique.

Outside the house, there was a sudden whistling of the wind, and a trace of coolness rushed through the cracks of the window, and fell into Lu Ming's body again, refreshing his heart.

The three-phase turning magic skill also has the effect of tempering the viscera!
However, the Blood Fiend Camp is currently located in Heishuigou.

Although there are frequent wars here, many people die, and there is also a lot of evil spirits, but the evil spirit environment required by the three-phase magic transformation technique is quite high.

The environment here is barely usable.

But for Lu Ming, just barely was enough.

Soon, Lu Ming paid off and opened the property panel.

The description of the three-phase magic power came into view.

[Cultivation Method Eleven: Three-Phase Transformation Magic Art (Sixth Grade Martial Arts) (one star). 】

[Effect of the skill: A large, circular evil spirit circle appears around the body, causing 0.5 points of damage to enemies within the circle every 10 seconds. 】

"take off!!"

Lu Ming couldn't help shouting loudly, then quickly lowered his voice, his eyes flashed with ecstasy!

Rank six martial arts, outstanding performance!

Furthermore, the three-phase demon-turning technique has the effect of tempering the internal organs. From this point of view, the Turtle's longevity fist can be laid off.

With such a thought, Gui Shi Shou Fist automatically disappeared, and the Three Phases Turning Magic Kungfu appeared in the fifth exercise.

After thinking about it, Lu Ming thought again.

So the three-phase demon-turning skill became the first skill, and the other skills automatically descended.

"Well, it's much more comfortable that way."

Nodding with satisfaction, Lu Ming really wanted to start a game to try out the effect of the Three-Phase Demon Transformation Skill. However, the number of games was exhausted today, and the first and second levels share the same number of games...

Then he thought of the Blood Evil Star Art, which was also at the sixth level.

"It's a pity that the blood fiend star art is also a real skill, not a sixth-rank fighting technique."

When you reach the sixth level, you can only practice one true skill, otherwise the conflict between blood and energy will make it difficult for gods to save you - Lu Ming is no exception.

In this way, the Blood Fiend Art is useless to Lu Ming.

"And this three-phase magic-turning skill is completely compatible with the mini-game system."

Just imagine, how many monsters can Lu Ming kill in one game?
During the fierce battle, how much evil spirit will be generated when the blood flows and drifts?

The mini-game system is undoubtedly an excellent place to practice the three-phase magic power.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming decided to wait until a game starts tomorrow to see the efficiency of the three-phase demon-turning skill before making other plans.

not to mention.

He had to take another thing from that first level...

……

Nothing happened that day.

On the second day, midnight passed.

After passing the first level again, Lu Ming opened his eyes.

A porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air in his hand. When he opened the cork, a lavender elixir came into his eyes, and a faint aroma of vegetation flowed into his nose and mouth.

This is, the supreme treasure of martial arts, the detoxification pill!
So far, the road to the sixth rank has been completely opened up.

Kung Fu, Qi and Blood Pills, and Poison Elixir Pills, Lu Ming gets them all!

However, there was not much joy on Lu Ming's face.

Just because in the mini-game, the practice efficiency of the three-phase demon-turning skill is not ideal.

"Fifteen days, just relying on small games, I need fifteen days to reach the top of the seventh rank and hit the sixth rank!"

This speed is actually not slow. The so-called unsatisfactory practice efficiency is only unsatisfactory in Lu Ming's eyes.

It can also be proved that the mini-game is indeed compatible with the Three-Phase Turning Demon Kungfu, and the evil environment provided is enough to support Lu Ming to continue practicing the Three-Phase Turning Demon Kungfu.

It's just that Lu Ming still has fifteen days! ?

Thinking of this, Lu Ming's eyes flashed fiercely, but he made up his mind.

……

early morning.

The lobby of the Blood Fiend Camp.

The British side and Lin Dong came hand in hand to greet the head of the family.

After being greeted, they sat down in order. Lu Ming, who had just finished breakfast, wiped his mouth with a silk scarf, and said.

"Lin Dong, how long have you been staying in Daliang Mountain?"

Lin Dong then replied: "Back to the camp owner, I have lived in this Great Liang Mountain since I was a child."

Lu Ming nodded slightly, and then asked again: "Then you are very familiar with this Daliang Mountain."

Lin Dong smiled confidently and didn't answer.

Lu Ming's voice sounded again: "Then do you know, where is the place with the strongest evil spirit in Daliang Mountain?"

Lin Dong couldn't help but be stunned, wondering why his boss asked this question.

After thinking for a while, he said: "To say that the place with the strongest evil spirit is definitely Feng Sha Gang, fifty miles away."

As soon as the name Feng Sha Gang came out, Lu Ming's eyes darkened, and Ying Fang was also thoughtful.

Soon Yingfang slapped his face: "Is this the one whose real name is Luanfengzhai?"

Lin Dong smiled and waved his hands: "Ruanfengzhai is an old name, now this place is called Fengshagang."

"However, everyone in Liangshan knows that this Fengshagang is definitely not a good place. There is a lot of evil spirit inside, and warriors will get sick if they enter it, let alone..."

As he said that, Lin Dong said mysteriously, "It's haunted over there."

Ying Fang was taken aback by these words, then frowned: "True or false..."

At that time, the old man Zhou also said that the mountains were haunted, and now Lin Dong also said the same.

Even though Ying Fang had stayed in Daliang Mountain for a long time and had never encountered a ghost, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy at this moment.

Lin Dong suddenly yelled: "How can there be a fake? Fengshagang is a very evil place. The people who got into it were close to death, and the one who came out was still crazy..."

"It's not haunted, so what is it!?"

Lu Ming spoke suddenly, interrupting Lin Dong's chatter.

"Find a guide and ask him to take me to Feng Sha Gang."

The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly turned cold.

Both Ying Fang and Lin Dong stared at Lu Ming in a daze, and saw an evil light flash between Lu Ming's brows.

"Can't understand people's words!?"

Lin Dong hurriedly got up and went down to do some work, probably thinking in his heart that if you want to die, you brat will send it off, it's none of my business.

It wasn't until Lin Dong walked away that Ying Fang hesitated and said, "Master, this is..."

Lu Ming just closed his eyes and shook his head without saying a word. Only the determination on his face proved that Lu Ming had made up his mind on this matter and it was definitely not something that the British could persuade.

The British would say no more.

Soon, Lu Ming opened his eyes and spoke again.

"I have something I want you to do."

"But on this trip, life or death is uncertain."

Ying Fang stood up abruptly: "I will definitely live up to the trust of the leader."

Lu Ming looked at Ying Fang for a moment, and soon, he took out two porcelain bottles from his bosom.

"I want you to do this..."

As Lu Ming spoke eloquently, Yingfang's pupils dilated more and more. After a long time, after Lu Ming finished speaking, Yingfang took a deep breath and took the medicine bottle, his gaze determined and his expression determined.

"Thank you for your trust, the British side will live up to their trust in this trip!"

Lu Ming smiled gently: "That's good."

……

Huxiao Camp is located deep in the Daliang Mountains. The terrain is steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Dazhai, which is like a small town, stands in the mountains, and it looks like a crouching tiger, showing its fierceness.

In the village, in a certain house.

The muffled sound of "rumbling" sounded continuously.

When I zoomed in, I could see a burly young man with his upper body naked, punching sandbags with heavy fists.

Sweat flowed down the naked body, and under the sunlight, it seemed that the man had been covered with a layer of golden armor.

This person is none other than Shi Hanshan.

"Boom!"

The sound of the blow suddenly became louder, but it was Shi Hanshan's attack, which caused the sandbag to burst on the spot, and iron sand scattered all over the ground.

Taking a deep breath, as if he could suppress the throbbing in his heart, after a long time, Shi Hanshan suddenly opened his mouth and let out a loud shout.

"Come on! Change the sandbags!"

There was the sound of footsteps, and the sandbags were replaced.

However, the person who changed the sandbag made Shi Hanshan's eyes widen, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Uncle?"

"Well, it's me."

The person who changed the sandbags for Shi Hanshan was the head of the Huxiao Camp, Kuang Feihu!

(End of this chapter)