The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 390 Master of Magic
In a building.

"Master, there is a strong breath."

"It's really strong, go and see."

In a wasteland, Zhao Chen waited quietly, and sure enough, some monks appeared not long after.

"I'm here to challenge you, who is the strongest among you?"

An old man stood up.

"Little brother, what race are you?"

"Just like you."

"Since we are of the same race, why fight?"

"It's just a competition. I want to try to see how strong I am."

"Master, let me come."

A young man stood up.

Zhao Chen smiled, this guy's aura is very strange.

"Then let's begin."

Zhao Chen appeared directly behind the young man in a flash, and knocked him away with a punch.

"Teleport!"

These strong men were shocked.

"That's right, I was able to react."

The young man was not injured at all, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Chen sacrificed the Chiyan Sword, but the young man didn't have any weapons.

"Don't you have any weapons?"

"Weapon? My body is my weapon."

The young man charged towards Zhao Chen, Zhao Chen chopped off with a sword, but was unexpectedly caught by the young man.

Dao fire rose suddenly, but it was completely useless to the young people, Zhao Chen was hit by a flurry of punches.

"Master Zhao Chen."

No. [-] was shocked, this young man was too frightening, his body was so strong.

Zhao Chen was severely beaten.

"Why is your body so weak?"

The young people stopped attacking, but Zhao Chen's body recovered immediately.

"You are very powerful, but don't you know spells?"

"Our family doesn't need spells at all."

Zhao Chen put away the Chiyan Sword.

"Aren't you going to fight?"

"It's not necessary, I want to study with you for a while, I don't know if I can?"

"master."

The young man glanced at the old man.

"can."

On a mountain peak, many monks are studying.

"The little brother's strength is more than that."

"If I use all my strength, he will probably be instantly killed."

"Sure enough, little brother, it's not our void."

"No."

Zhao Chen knew some secrets, why these monks are so physically strong, it turned out to be an acquired practice.

They absorb a strange spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

This kind of aura is rarely available to monks.

"Master Zhao Chen, their physical strength probably exceeds that of Super Black Iron."

Zhao Chen had a wry smile on his face.

"I'll also try, whether three months can make the body stronger."

Zhao Chen tried to let the body also absorb this spiritual energy, and began to strengthen the body continuously.

In just a few days, Zhao Chen has strengthened his body several times, but compared with those peak powerhouses, he is still far behind.

On this day, a lovely girl appeared on the mountain.

Zhao Chen is practicing with several monks.

"Master, who is that?"

"A monk who came to study."

Zhao Chen practiced very hard, and in his spare time, he also taught some monks to practice spells.

"Brother Zhao Chen, look, I have successfully cultivated."

The young man fell down suddenly, holding a huge red fireball in his hand.

Zhao Chen was speechless for a moment.

"Throw it down quickly, it's going to explode."

The young man threw the fireball suddenly, and a huge roar was heard.

"This is."

A group of monks appeared.

"You are very talented. As I said earlier, we humans can also practice spells. If you want to learn, there is no way you can't learn it."

"Brother, what are you doing, this kind of external force, there is no way to defeat the enemy, you leave quickly."

Zhao Chen said with a faint smile: "The potential of the human race is unlimited, so how about it, if you can catch my explosive fireball, I will leave."

"Hmph, you can try."

Zhao Chen was suspended in the sky, and the next moment a huge fireball appeared, and it was still pitch black.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Zhao Chen glanced at the old man, Zhao Chen just nodded.

A breath suddenly rose from the girl's body.

Zhao Chen threw the pitch-black fireball down.

After the girl caught the fireball, something terrible happened, a small explosion started, and the girl's clothes disappeared in an instant.

After the explosion ended, a hazy breath appeared beside the girl.

"Although your body is strong, you can't resist the power of the real explosion. You must be injured."

"how is this possible."

"This is the power of spells. Only those who have cultivated both body and spells to the peak are invincible monks."

"Little brother, can the entire human race learn this spell?"

"Of course, you can study these classics. I don't have much time to stay in the void."

"Thank you."

So the human race here began to practice spells crazily.

But only those who are talented can fully control it, after all, they are acquired only after exposure.

a month later.

In a wasteland.

"Mr. Zhao Chen, why is your fireball black?"

"Because I have integrated all the attributes, if you want to get all the attributes, you must have all the talents."

The girl practiced very hard, but what made Zhao Chen a little speechless was that the monks here actually had a special liking for Yanbang Fireball.

And the human race has many enemies.

War is a common thing, but what surprised those powerful races is that the human race is not only physically strong, but can also use spells.

This did not occur to them at all.

Of course, all of these were done by Zhao Chen.

And some powerful races in the void began to stare at Zhao Chen.

They wanted to kill Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen understood that if he continued to stay, the human race here would be in danger, so he left quietly, and Zhao Chen was also named a master of magic.

There are only a few days left before crossing the catastrophe, and Zhao Chen returned to the junction.

Zhao Chen is going to cross the tribulation here.

In a wasteland, Tang Wan'er, Ruolan, and Xue'er all appeared.

"Zhao Chen, are you ready?"

"The array was laid out a month ago. There will be no danger. Just wait for me in the fairyland."

When the huge thundercloud gathered, Zhao Chen didn't panic at all, and had to treat it with a normal mind.

When the colorful thunderclouds gathered in the sky, Zhao Chen gasped.

"Fuck, is this trying to kill me?"

Tang Wan'er almost fainted.

You must know that there are basically no one who can survive the 99-fold colorful cloud and thunder tribulation.

When the first thunder tribulation fell, the formation diagram rose.

With the passage of time, when the No. 90 Thunder Tribulation fell, Zhao Chen's array shattered.

Zhao Chen quickly sacrificed the talisman, and the defensive shields rose one after another.

Because it was a 99-level thunder tribulation, it attracted a large number of strong men, of course they knew that this was Zhao Chen.

"boom!"

"There is still one Thunder Tribulation left."

Zhao Chen was gasping for breath.

Suddenly everything seemed to stop.

(End of this chapter)