God Soldier Atlas

boom--

Zhou Shu stepped on the chest of the mysterious man, bursting out with strength, and the mysterious man spat out a mouthful of blood.

All the bones in his body had been shattered by Zhou Shu. If it wasn't for his unparalleled physical body, he would have died of exhaustion at this moment.

Now, who will kill whom?

Zhou Shu held him back, and said coldly, Tell me, who are you? Tell me, and I might spare your life.

Forgive him, that must be impossible.

But if he confesses honestly, Zhou Shu doesn't mind giving him a good time.

Zhou Shu was very surprised by the sudden appearance of the map of magic soldiers and the deprivation of the mysterious syllables from this mysterious man, and made him even more curious about the origin of this mysterious man.

The Atlas of Divine Weapons is Zhou Shu's biggest secret. All along, the Atlas of Divine Weapons is only related to weapons. Could this syllable be a weapon?

Impossible, it is not a real thing at all, and it appears on the cover of the Atlas of Divine Weapons, unlike other weapons, which have a page on the Atlas of Divine Weapons.

I recognized it!

The mysterious man grinned grinningly, So it's you, the traitor!

The other brothers will avenge me!

He smiled ferociously, and a stern look flashed across his face.

Boom—

With a loud noise, Zhou Shu retreated.

A huge explosion occurred, and a small mushroom cloud rose from the spot.

With one breath, Zhou Shu had retreated hundreds of feet away, but the surging force still hit his chest.

By!

Zhou Shu uttered a mysterious syllable, the muscles of his body flowed, and his physical strength exploded.

Even so, he still spit out a mouthful of blood.

That mysterious person actually chose to blew himself up!

Zhou Shu did not expect that this mysterious man would be so decisive, and he had already broken all the bones in his body, so he still had the power to explode himself.

Traitor? What does he mean?

Zhou Shu had a thoughtful look on his face, and the words of the mysterious man before he died made Zhou Shu slightly uneasy.

He looked at the Qiankun Cauldron, which was in the center of the explosion and was still not damaged at all.

I thought of the syllable that appeared on the cover of the map of Shenbing.

Soldiers!

Zhou Shu chanted softly.

In an instant, many things seemed to pop up in his mind.

That feeling is very strange, as if he is looking at the stars all over the sky, and the stars all over the sky are one after another magic weapons in this world.

Zhou Shu's consciousness touched one of the biggest stars, and the tripod of heaven and earth danced, rising and spinning according to his will.

Zhou Shu suddenly realized that, unlike the syllable of the mysterious man, the syllable of the word soldier could allow him to control all the weapons in the world, and there seemed to be many things related to casting soldiers in his mind. He felt that at this moment, There is no weapon in the world that cannot be forged by oneself.

Is this the most original thing of weapons?

Zhou Shu said to himself, mastering this syllable is equivalent to mastering the world's magic weapon, and at the same time mastering everything related to weapons, including the art of casting soldiers!

Is this the reason why the Atlas of Divine Soldiers can pass on the art of casting soldiers to me?

Zhou Shu seemed to understand the function of the Shenbing Atlas.

It was able to master the art of casting soldiers because of the syllable of the word soldier, and its reward came from the source world.

Could it be that someone created the Atlas of Divine Soldiers based on the syllable of the word 兵, and then the Atlas of Divine Soldiers chose me?

Zhou Shu thought in his heart, he also thought of the traitor that the mysterious man said.

The person who forged the Atlas of Divine Weapons is what he called a traitor?

Traitor—and who is the traitor?

The brothers he mentioned should be the few people who besieged me that Xiao Ling'er saw in the long river of time. Eight people, if counting the syllables of Bing, there should be nine people.

Zhou Shu speculated a little bit in his heart.

Each of these nine people should have mastered a mysterious syllable. These mysterious syllables have mysterious power, which may be called laws. The syllables of Zhe are the laws of physical power, which help people control the power of the physical body, and the magic weapon map The syllable of the word Bing above is the law of weapons, so the syllables mastered by the other seven people should be seven other laws.

If you master all the nine laws...

Zhou Shu's heart moved slightly. Just one syllable can already create a peerless strong man. If it is nine syllables, Zhou Shu thinks that it is truly invincible.

But immediately he smiled wryly, this time, if it wasn't for the power of the magic map, he would not even be able to deal with this mysterious person who controlled the syllable of Zhe, and almost capsized.

This is because of the help of Qiankun Ding, otherwise he might not be able to persist until the map of the magic weapon shows its power.

The strength of the other seven people may not be weaker than this mysterious person who has mastered the syllable of Zhe.

Even if Zhou Shu has mastered two syllables now, once those seven people appear at the same time, he will definitely lose.

Even if they fight alone, those seven people are not easy to deal with. Zhou Shu can't guarantee that the next time the map of the magic weapon can deprive the other party of the mysterious syllable.

If he read it correctly, before the mysterious person blew himself up, he should have used some mysterious method to send the news.

He should have some kind of connection with the other seven people. Now those seven people probably already know about my existence.

Zhou Shu murmured, he is not afraid now, the future that Xiao Linger sees, he is only attacked by eight people, now the eight people have become seven, does that mean history has been changed by him?

The history Xiao Linger sees can also be changed by herself. Does this mean that history can really change?

Zhou Shu thought about it.

My lord, are you all right?

Just as Zhou Shu was thinking, a person came over staggeringly, but it was the Golden Winged Peng King.

Golden Winged Peng King, you haven't run yet?

After taking the Golden Winged Peng King into the Qiankun Cauldron, he took the Qiankun Cauldron and flew to an empty place.

He had just been fighting with that mysterious man for a long time, and he thought that the Golden Winged Peng King had already been frightened.

My lord, you are still here, of course I can't run away.

King Gold Winged Peng opened his mouth and said, My lord, the man who came out of my stomach...

The Golden Winged Peng King has regained his sobriety now. He also saw the appearance of that mysterious man from a long distance just now, and remembered that he was the one who injured him before.

He is not his own flesh and blood at all!

I just don't know when he ran into his stomach!

He is also a little scared now, not only does not have any resentment for Zhou Shu's behavior of cutting his stomach open, but is full of gratitude.

That guy ran into his stomach, he must have had bad intentions, let him be a big man to conceive a person, and the Golden Winged Peng King couldn't beat him, or the Golden Winged Peng King himself wanted to beat him to death.

died.

Zhou Shu said calmly, Golden Winged Peng King, do you feel any discomfort in your body?

Zhou Shu looked at the Golden-winged King, and he was a little uneasy. He always felt that it was too easy for this mysterious person to die, and why did he parasitize into the belly of the Golden-winged Peng before?

Is it true that as I thought, he woke up early, so he needs to find a place to sleep again?

Then why do you have to choose the belly of the Golden Winged Peng King? Isn't he disgusting himself?

uncomfortable?

King Gold-winged Peng rubbed his stomach, he just tore open his own stomach, is this comfortable?

But it seems that this small injury is not worth mentioning.

There is nothing uncomfortable, what are you referring to, my lord?

King Gold Winged Peng asked curiously.

nothing.

Zhou Shu shook his head, and he casually put a drop of blood from his palm into a jade bottle. This drop of blood, which weighs so much, was taken from the mysterious man just now by Zhou Shu!

If necessary, Zhou Shu would like to use Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly mentality.

But this has to be considered again. This mysterious person is extraordinary, and if he fell into a dream rashly, there may be some problems.

Although Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterfly is wonderful, it is not omnipotent.

Zhou Shu remembered clearly that when he used Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly Technique on Ji Lutian, he failed once.

My lord, there will be no problem with me, will I?

Seeing Zhou Shu's dignified expression, King Jin-Chipeng asked a little nervously.

The series of things that happened recently made him die immediately.

He still can't figure out what happened.

you?

Zhou Shu took a look at King Golden Winged Peng, and said, Not necessarily.

uncertain?

The Golden Winged Peng King almost sat down on the ground, how could it be uncertain?

The trauma on his stomach is nothing to his physique.

And after taking the elixir given by Zhou Shu, he felt that the wound was already healing.

With this kind of trauma, even if he didn't take the elixir, with his physique, he could recover within three or two days.

No way?

King Jin Chipeng said with a mournful face, My lord, can I still be saved?

Is there any help?

Zhou Shu said absently.

I, my lord, I can charge into battle for you, and I can kill the enemy for you! You must save me.

The King of Gold-winged Peng grabbed Zhou Shu, he didn't want to die yet, for the Golden-winged Peng clan, he was still young, and he still had a lot of good days.

How can he die?

Why should I save you?

Zhou Shu asked strangely, Who wants to kill you?

My lord, are you saying that I'm hopeless?

The Golden Winged Peng King sat down on the ground with a puff, his face was ashen.

Who said you can't be saved?

Zhou Shu said angrily, I just said that you may not have any problems.

You are still alive and well, who is showing this appearance? Get up!

Zhou Shu scolded.

I don't have to die?

King Gold Winged Peng got up and asked, My lord, can you make it clearer, this will really scare people to death.

You are such a big person, why are you so timid?

Zhou Shu said, You were parasitized before, and I don't know why he chose you. I'm not sure if there will be any sequelae.

It's not necessarily a bad thing, just observe yourself more, and tell me if you feel uncomfortable.

Zhou Shu said casually.

I don't feel well right now.

King Golden Winged Peng said, I feel a little uncomfortable all over my body, my body is numb, and I can't control it...

King Gold Winged Peng trembled all over, as if he could not stand still while speaking.

Zhou Shu frowned, and stretched out his hand to put King Winged Peng on the wrist.

By!

Zhou Shu uttered syllables, King Golden Winged Peng's body resonated, cell growth accelerated, and the wound on his stomach healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, the horrible wound had disappeared, leaving behind smooth skin.

The Golden Winged Peng King's eyes widened. What kind of power is this?

He felt not only healed from his injuries, but also full of strength from head to toe, and now he wanted to fight with Giant Spirit King Canghuan for 300 rounds!

My lord, I'm fine!

The Golden Winged Peng King shouted.

The Golden Winged Peng King had a pleasant look on his face, but there was no trace of joy on Zhou Shu's face. He looked at the Golden Winged Peng King with a solemn expression, and a sympathy flashed in his eyes.

King Gold-winged Peng was happy for a while, but also found that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

He raised his heart again, looked at Zhou Shu, and said in surprise, My lord, is there something wrong?

Golden Winged Peng King, you may really die.

Zhou Shu said with a serious face.

That's for sure. Everyone will die, as long as they don't die violently.

The Golden Winged Peng King feels very good now, and his previous self-confidence has returned a bit. After all, he was once the king of the sixth largest clan in the world.

I mean, you could die at any moment.

Zhou Shu said word by word.

I……

The self-confidence that King Golden Winged Peng had just recovered was directly shattered, and he felt a little uneasy.

He really wanted to yell at Zhou Shu, can you make it clear in one breath! Is there any point in torturing me like this?

King Jin Chipeng wanted to tell Zhou Shu that he was not afraid of death.

But think about it before he said that he is not afraid of fire or pain, and then...

He didn't dare to say any more.

When the mysterious person parasitized on your body before, he left behind a force. I suspect that this force may be able to invade your body.

Zhou Shu thought about it.

If he hadn't just used Zhezi Law to help King Golden Winged Peng repair his body, he would not have noticed this power.

No wonder the mysterious man blew himself up so simply after knowing that he was not Zhou Shu's opponent. It turned out that he still kept this backhand!

Although the Shenbing map deprived the mysterious person of the Zhe syllables, the various abilities he cultivated with the Zhe syllables have not been lost.

The word syllables can freely control the power of the physical body, practice to the extreme, and even a drop of blood can be reborn.

That mysterious person may have that ability, but because of his early awakening, his strength is not at the peak, and he did not expect Zhou Shu to have a map of magic weapons, so he fell into Zhou Shu's hands.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu felt that the drop of blood of the mysterious man he left behind became hot.

This guy left a backhand in King Gold Winged Peng's body, so did he leave a backhand elsewhere?

Rebirth from a drop of blood, as long as a drop of blood is left, it is a life, which is really scary.

History may not have changed, eight people, maybe still eight people!