Enter the Immortal Cultivation

When Zu Zhipeng heard that the immortal master asked him to practice his moves, Zu Zhipeng perked up, stood at attention, beat his chest and saluted: "Yes! Immortal master!"

The centurion turned around. The moment he turned around, his energy had already changed. The simple man with an expression of reverence on his face, in the moment he turned around, truly became a soldier, a centurion who controlled the navy.

Strong iron-blooded energy came out of his body, and the centurion shouted: "Suppress the navy! Order!"

His voice was so penetrating that people couldn't help but feel refreshed. The nine town navy sergeants immediately stood up straight and straightened their spines.

Naturally, the first army of the Immortal Alliance could not be the conscripted civilians. They have all undergone long-term training, and their military quality is no less than that of modern earth's professional soldiers.

Behind Zu Zhipeng, Wang Qi showed an unexpected expression.

"Changing one's own 'temperament'... is similar to the martial arts fist intention. But they don't even know how to use the power of the soul, how can they condense the martial arts fist intention?"

"The magic power of the inner demon is similar to the power of the mind, and it is also a part of the algorithm that fits the consciousness. I don't know how high it is compared to the martial arts. It is not impossible to temporarily simulate it. However, it is difficult to imagine that this is what these navy sergeants can do. It came out - half a year ago I didn't know how to do this, so I could only use the dream-building technique to create a bunch of scary images of Nyarlathotep."

"Perhaps this is the result of the transformation of the Immortal Alliance? As long as certain instructions appear in their consciousness, their temperament will automatically change?"

Wang Qi secretly went to Shenzhou and pulled a spiritual consciousness into Zu Zhipeng's body. In the investigation just now. He has left a little mana in Zu Zhipeng's body. Following this magic power, he inspected Zu Zhipeng's body again, using the electromagnetic perception brought by Tiange Xing to scan the electromagnetic activities in Zu Zhipeng's body, especially the activities of his soul.

"Sergeant Zu." Wang Qi suddenly interrupted Zu Zhipeng.

Zu Zhipeng took three deep breaths. The aura on his body has completely faded. At the same time, Wang Qi caught the opponent's soul "tumbling", and a certain alienated part dived back into the depths of the normal soul, as if it had withered. This caused Zu Zhipeng's solid supernatural power to suddenly spread out, and it was just flowing naturally along with the artificial Dharma base permanently implanted in his body.

Wang Qi smiled and shook his head, patted the back of the neck of each naval sergeant lightly, and then shook his head: "It's okay. You continue."

Wang Qi's call to stop this time is really puzzling. But fortunately, the navy sergeants got used to it after doing it many times. Zu Zhipeng guessed that the other party was really trying to figure out Zhen Haijun's cultivation method, so he worked harder: "Order!"

With an order, the iron-blooded spirit showed up again. Only this time did Wang Qi notice that this person's Qi was actually integrated into one body, as strong as steel, as hot as blood, and one could not help but think of a steel city wall sprinkled with blood in the bottom of one's heart.

"This is it. Zhen Haijun's martial arts fist intention?"

This time he felt very clearly that the intrinsic openings of the soul field in Zhenhai's body, the internal alienated parts were highlighted, and they intersected with the magical power of the inner demon.

"Weapon!" the centurion yelled again. The nine sergeants touched the waist almost at the same time and in sync, with uniform movements.

The three sergeants took out a nine-foot-long metal pole that definitely weighed more than a hundred kilograms. Even if you swing this long pole like a stick, you can easily kill a tiger.

The three sergeants took out a set of swords and shields. The sword is two feet seven inches long, and the shield is broad, similar to a kite shield. Not only can it protect the sword and shield hand itself, but it can also easily protect those around it.

The other three gunners are single-handed heavy machine guns.

"Gun Yatou! Flame Eater!"

"bite!"

Following Zu Zhipeng's order, the three gunmen shouted in unison, and struck the big gun's gun with six hands at the same time. Red strange power surged wildly, and the gun body vibrated slightly. The originally cold muzzle suddenly burst into intense light. Like the tongue of a gluttonous beast licking it. In the face of the wave-like talisman attacks, the target in the distance made an overwhelmed sound after sustaining it for a moment. The spiritual prisons around the school grounds emitted soft waves like water, supporting the failed attacks.

"Stop!" Zu Zhipeng raised his arm, stopped his subordinate Jingdong, and said to Wang Qi: "Let the immortal master know that this gunman is not very proficient in moves. He only practices three moves regularly. Except for this In addition to one move, 'Fire Devour', the other two moves cannot be used when there are people around. They are both for self-protection when the army is defeated and surrounded by monsters. "

Wang Qi nodded: "I understand."

In the fire attack just now, all the power of the talisman and seal were evenly distributed around the target. Without tracer bullets to help grasp the trajectory, it is very rare for a machine gunner to be able to operate like this, not to mention that these three people are still holding firearms.

The fighting methods of firearms and cold weapons are completely different. Even if the world has far-reaching methods such as sword energy from the beginning, the understanding of fighting is only an extension of single-player fighting. But the Zhenhai Navy is different. They are an organized army.

The army prioritizes quantity over quality. Powerful moves are not very useful in military formations.

Zu Zhipeng shouted loudly: "Spear Hand! Red Tiger!"

The three spearmen stepped forward quickly, shouted low, lowered their bodies, and held the middle part of the Changge with their right hands. Fiery red air waves suddenly erupted from the body surface, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a burning man. In an instant, the three men merged into one and shot out like a fierce tiger!

Wang Qi frowned slightly. This feeling was not obvious when Gun Yashou used Fire Devour, but with the arrival of these naval soldiers who paid more attention to martial arts, it seemed very different.

Part of their souls actually took over their bodies! After performing the corresponding preparatory movements to trigger the skills, the alienated souls in the bodies of these navy sergeants will start to circulate, assisting their movements and powers, and performing powerful martial arts that are usually difficult to achieve.

And there’s no shortage of variety in this “skill.” It itself is performed according to certain rules and can be adjusted according to the subjective thinking of these naval sergeants. Although it is driven by the program of the Divine Plague Curse, it is not a standard action.

This is equivalent to pouring the martial arts experience of a martial artist into this person's subconscious in the form of the Divine Plague Curse!

"Burn the wood!"

The Chang Ge unfolded in the hands of the three of them. The sound of air explosions sounds along with his moves. Suddenly numerous shadows and flames appeared in the school grounds. The shape of soldiers and the light of fire blend together, just like a blooming flower of flame!

"Sword and Shield Hand! Split the Mountain!"

The three sword and shield bearers then rolled out, covering their bodies with large shields in their hands, guarding them like a mountain. And in the continuous shield shape, a sharp sword light flashed away. Take the enemy's leader directly!

"Zhenguan!"

The three people didn't understand immediately. They put the sharp blades in their hands behind the shields and used the strength of their hands to resist the incoming impact, staying motionless as a mountain. But Wang Qi could see that if the enemy came with too much strength, then this "grand pass" would open and release an extremely powerful blade.

Wang Qi was overjoyed to see Hunting. A ball of mana condensed in his hand. Then threw it out. The ball of mana drew a circle in the air and hit a monk.

Wang Qi's attack did not use any special techniques, but the charge of the mana group contained four kinds of power: spinning power, vibration power, yin power, and soft power. The interlacing transformation of these four kinds of power can produce sixty-four changes, which even a serious qi-training monk with extraordinary abilities would find it difficult to cope with. These Zhenjun are essentially just mortals who have gained a body of power. There should be no means to deal with it, but the Zhenhai sergeant who was hit turned slightly to one side, his shield shook, and he used the right force to dispel the subsequent transformation, and then raised the shield horizontally, using the shield as a sheath to make a scabbard. One slash back!

Wang Qi applauded gently: "It's an eye-opener."

Zu Zhipeng thought that the immortal master was praising Zhen Hai's military training skills, scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "This... this is really nothing..." He didn't know that what Wang Qi was really talking about was the application of various laws on them.

"It seems that the Divine Plague Curse has indeed made great progress. It can take over or modify the movements of the limbs."

"It turns out that those data, those road ranks, feel like this when running on people!"

What I have learned on paper is ultimately shallow, and I know that I have to do it in detail. No matter how good a mathematician is at mathematics, it is impossible for him to develop a new language without ever having contact with a computer.

Today, he had a new idea about his practice. One minute closer to completion.

Seeing that Wang Qi had no other ideas, Zu Zhipeng asked, "Master Immortal, do you want to take a look at the other ordnance of our navy?"

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Two days later, northwest of Lande, seven hundred miles away from the coast, a spiritual boat floated on the sea.

Ai Changyuan used magic power to make several lenses in front of him and looked from a distance: "Hey, it's true, there are a group of monsters and beasts."

Feng Luoyi is the controller of Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion, and he knows all the information about the Immortal Alliance, including satellite images. Wang Qi now knows all the large monsters and groups of monsters in the West Sea very well, even better than the old border guard who has been in the West Sea for a hundred years.

"As more and more high-level people are driven to the deep sea, the group of monsters in the shallow sea gradually loses control. The strategy of the West Sea Dragon Clan is to drive these uncontrollable groups of monsters to Lande. There is no way Defeating Langde will also consume Langde's money, which is disgusting to the monks." Wang Qi explained: "The situation in the sea has become more and more strange recently. Brother Ai, you have to speed up the matter of lending me the spirit boat."

Ai Changyuan shook his head: "Originally it is not difficult to get a spirit boat, but it will be difficult if you can't go through the official procedures in order to avoid possible rebellion within the Immortal Alliance. Medium-sized spirit boats that can support long voyages are not cheap. I am not the son of the master of the house, and I only have foundation-building skills, so I cannot touch the private property at will, and it is best to find a few experts to protect me..."

"If it really doesn't work, you can just throw me down in the deep sea area. I have a way to survive there."

Ai Changyuan shook his head: "I contacted my family, I have to wait - speaking of which, why did you call me to see me?"

Wang Qi pointed in the direction of Lang Decheng: "Zhen Haijun is almost here."

Ai Changyuan turned his head and looked to that side when he heard this, but he let out a strange cry: "Oh my god, those guys..."

Ai Changyuan made a strange cry: "The medical history makes no sense."

Because on the other side, Zhen Hai, who was stepping on a giant sword, holding a weapon and roaring towards the group of monster beasts, seemed to the monks here to be extremely unconventional!

"Look at it, Brother Ai, this is the future direction of humanity." Wang Qi put his arm on Ai Changyuan's shoulder, pointed at the Zhenjun and said, "Those Zhenjun."

This is Zhen Haijun's first official battle.

It is also a sign of the emergence of a new war mode! (To be continued ~^~)