Hogwarts genius wizard

A few days later, in a basement somewhere in London's Chinatown, Zhang Zhicheng looked at his teacher with cold hands and feet, nicknamed Baigu Yuanjun, a big boss of the Demon Sect who was a generation higher than the suzerain.

"Why? Master, I can't, I can't do it."

A scrawny old Tang Dynasty wizard with almost no muscles looked at Zhang Zhicheng's pained expression with satisfaction, and said: "Our Bone Sect not only uses other people's bones to pile up our own stepping stones, but also relatives, friends, loved ones, and parents. Even in the end, you have to kill me before you can step into the realm of the supreme demon king."

"To become a god, you first abandon your demon nature, and to become a demon, you need to abandon your humanity."

The two youths that William rescued last time were lying on the ground in fear, with two guns in front of them.

"You three, either you two kill my good apprentice, or let my good apprentice kill you, or let me kill you."

The old devil raised his hand, raising a spine sword from the back of his neck.

Seeing this crazy scene, the three of them felt chills behind their backs.

The spine sword flew in front of the old devil, there was no trace of blood on the pale bone, and it exuded a faint fluorescence.

"You still have 20 seconds, if you don't do anything, I'll do it."

The old devil's eyeballs turned pale, and black magic power was brewing in his shriveled right hand.

"Kill me, pick up the gun." Zhang Zhicheng hurriedly said, "I've already got cancer, so I'm sure I'll die. Let's do it."

The two young men hesitated for a few seconds before slowly picking up their guns.

Zhang Zhicheng closed his eyes and said softly, "Shoot."

The two youths looked at each other, turned around violently, and fired at the old devil at full speed, shooting out all the bullets in the magazine.

However, the opponent was like a monster, controlling the bone sword and intercepting all the bullets.

"You guys are so courageous. Since this is the case, I will make it impossible for you to survive or die." The old devil didn't get angry, but said in a gloomy tone.

The old devil opened his hand and grabbed it, and the five black magic power split into two, piercing into the bodies of the two.

"No." Zhang Zhicheng grabbed the gun on the ground and shot twice, hitting the spine of his former partner, ending their pain.

It's just that he was in more pain because of this. Looking at his friend who fell to the ground, he directly had the idea of ​​killing Master.

"Okay, very good, just hate!"

The old devil looked at Zhang Zhicheng with satisfaction and said: "Only hatred can inspire your killing. Feelings are the shackles of the soul. If you get rid of these shackles, you will become the strongest person in this world!"

Zhang Zhicheng slowly crawled in front of the two dead partners, and gently closed their absent-minded eyes.

The half-blood Demon Cultivator, who had been punched twice by William, stood silently at the door of the basement.

It is the great luck of the demon cultivator to be favored by Baigu Yuanjun, and you will become the strongest person in the world.

It is also your great misfortune to be favored by Baigu Yuanjun, because you have to pay a high price.

"Qingyun, feed the dead body to the dogs, as for your uncle, throw it into the pool of blood."

Yu Qingyun said calmly: "Yes, Master Uncle."

Zhang Zhicheng raised his head, glaring at this old devil who wouldn't even spare his friend's corpse, the hatred in his heart increased by three points.

Yu Qingyun has no respect for this nominal uncle, Moxiu only values ​​strength, not seniority.

A slap of the opponent's carotid artery with the right hand knocks the opponent unconscious.

When Zhang Zhicheng woke up, he found himself immersed in the blood-red potion, his hands and feet were bound with chains, and only his face was exposed.

The whole body seemed to be thrown into the high-temperature lava, boiled by the hot plasma, and had to let out an inhuman howl.

"It's full of vigor and toughness, which is very good. If you persist for a few more months, then you will be rich and prosperous, and you will have everything you need."

Zhang Zhicheng said fiercely word by word: "I will definitely kill you."

The old devil didn't care, instead he said happily: "That's right, that's it, you have to have the strongest killing intent."

Zhang Zhicheng closed his eyes and ignored this lunatic.

After Yu Qingyun finished reading, he said to the old devil: "Master Uncle, since Master Zhang has recovered, I will go back and report to my father."

"Go."

Yu Qingyun left the basement and went upstairs to the office.

"Come in."

"dad."

Yu Hehai opened his eyes, looked at his son who had accomplished nothing in swordsmanship, boxing, and qi refining, and asked, "Tell me about the process."

Yu Qingyun recounted everything he saw in the basement.

"Father, is Master Uncle sacrificing two of his own people for Master Zhang?"

Yu Hehai ignored his son and said, "Are you reluctant to part with those two little bastards?"

Yu Qingyun hurriedly said flatteringly: "How can it be, they are just two trash, but they just don't understand why they need to do this? Even if it works like this, Uncle Zhang will only become the enemy of our Holy Sect."

Yu Hehai said: "Wrong, he will become the enemy of your master uncle, not the Holy Gate."

Yu Qingyun said: "He will kill his uncle in the future, how could he join the Holy Sect?"

Yu Hehai said expressionlessly: "If he can kill the uncle, I will pass on the suzerain position to him."

Yu Qingyun looked into his father's eyes and asked: "Why does our holy sect insist that master and disciple kill each other, and father and son kill each other?"

Yu Hehai didn't ask directly, but asked instead: "So you just practice everything, and you can't practice well? My Yu Hehai's son, a small boss of a gangster in Chinatown, lives by collecting protection money every day?"

Yu Qingyun said with a sneer: "Son is stupid, let Dad down."

Yu Hehai said indifferently: "Go out."

Yu Qingyun bowed and said, "Yes, remember to go home for dinner tonight."

"roll!"

After seeing his son turn and leave, a trace of tenderness flashed across Yu Hehai's ice-like face, but it disappeared quickly.

"This is the price." The head of the Demon Sect said leisurely.

In another room in the basement, someone was also immersed in a pool of blood, "I just want the money to be handed over to my family safely."

The middle-aged witch smiled and said: "Don't worry, your family's letters will be forwarded from Hong Kong Island in a few days. All the 100 million pounds have been transferred into domestic bank funds and transferred to your family. Your son will Enter the best school, your parents will live in Yanjing, you can go back and meet them in the future."

"I will." The human face sank into the blood pool again, and the blood waves kept rolling.

Of the remaining six ponds, there was only one person lying in one of the ponds, but he had lost all sanity, exuding murderous malice all over his body, and was killed by a spell cast by the disappointed witch.

Bright red blood slowly flowed from the corpse, refilling the pool, leaving only a white skeleton lifted by chains.

"After 30 years, we have collected 133 seeds, and only 11 are left. I wonder if there will be a Son of the Seven Killers this time?" The female wizard turned her head to the blood pool where Zhang Zhicheng was, muttering to herself.

A witch wearing a thin transparent long dress watched the complete bones being dragged away, and walked into the basement where Zhang Zhicheng was with a smile. The black sexy underwear on her body was clearly visible in the purple gauze, but the two middle-aged wizards did not dare Take a look, lower your head and drag the bones.

The female wizard Lang said with a smile: "Old man, let's discuss it. If this son of god is refined, please lend me a few days."

The old devil came back to his senses, his eyes were indifferent and he said: "You want it? You can go to your Greedy Wolf Star Lord. The Son of Seven Kills was refined by us with painstaking efforts. If you accidentally suck it dry Vitality, the old man is at a loss."

The witch said: "Thousands of blood sacrifices seven kills, hundreds of battles raise broken troops, and flowers breed greedy wolves. Among the three stars, seven kills and broken troops have traces to follow, only greedy wolves are the most difficult to be born. My master has been looking for it for a lifetime. I found it, my uncle is still looking for it, where can my niece go to find the real queen of flowers."

"You all say that Lord Greedy Wolf is most likely to appear in Obaro. We sisters have been looking for it for decades, but we have found nothing so far. God knows where he will be born."

The old wizard was a little complacent, and said with a smile: "Who made Tanlang Xingjun the incarnation of the peach blossom star, only born from the queen of flowers, and must be neither good nor evil, neither Buddha nor Tao, so that there is a slight possibility of awakening, who can blame this ?”

"However, if the seven kills, the broken army will appear, the greedy wolf will show up, the three stars will gather, and the holy gate will prosper."

"This is the last words of the elders who were good at deducing Tianji when we left the East."

"Wait, wait until we find Qisha and Pojun, then Greedy Wolf will naturally appear."

The witch held the old wizard's arm and said with a charming smile, "Master, I just use him to kill a few people, don't worry, I will never let those disciples under my sect mess around."

The old wizard shook his head, and his cloudy eyes flashed fiercely: "I told you a long time ago that you should not touch those drugs. You must touch them. The group of mysterious black wizards that Greyback invited out is not simple. You should hurry up and get rid of those drugs that you shouldn't have." Thoughts, I don't want to see you being scolded by your master in hell in the future."

The witch was taken aback for a moment, puzzled and asked, "Is it so powerful?"

"It's more powerful than you imagined, don't get involved anymore."