blood contract

The voice was familiar and friendly, and Lingling didn't hesitate at all, stepping onto the road and running towards the voice.

The man in golden armor stands majestically with his hands behind his back. The glow behind his stalwart figure exudes a holy and sacred light. The fluctuations of the law of heaven are faintly flowing around him quietly and obediently. The holy power is supreme, making all things bow their heads and retreat.

He turned his head, and his face still seemed to be separated by a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly, but you could feel that his smile was still refreshing and warm to the soul.

Lingling felt that she had many, many things she wanted to ask Him, and when she was about to speak, she heard the ethereal voice of the man in golden armor say: "I know you have many things to say, but now is not the time. You have wasted a lot of time. Hurry up. Look over there.”

hold up? ! !

Where did this begin? Could it be that he and Uncle Yuanwu chatted for a long time?

Thinking of this as the only possibility, Lingling embarrassedly scratched his face and showed an embarrassed smile.

Little did she know that the delay she was talking about was that from the moment she saw the light door in the temple, as long as she walked into it, the troublesome things like fighting the yellow sand giant would not happen.

If she knew that her good deeds were ruined because of her boss's pull, she would probably punch her boss.

If you ruin her good deeds, you will be blamed for death!

She looked towards where the man in golden armor was pointing.

The void space was visibly drawn closer and folded in several layers in front of Lingling's eyes. A dozen tall, thin and decadent weirdos with blue-black skin sat cross-legged in a circle, with their hands tied in strange knots on their chests, and they looked up to the sky and vomited. Inhaling and exhaling, the lower abdomen beats suddenly, as if a heart is beating, and then falls into silence.

What a strange group of species, what are they doing?

As soon as Lingling's thoughts came out, the man in golden armor immediately knew what she was thinking. So he introduced to her: "This is the daily compulsory breathing method of the Hakaguoguolongxi Urikyanduolong tribe."

Seeing Lingling's confused and astonished expression, he explained: "Call them the Xingzhuang Clan. Don't underestimate their thin, decadent and haggard appearance. In the interstellar world, they are high-level people who are good at martial arts and have infinite strength." Race. They are among the top twenty warriors in the entire universe, and their breathing method is an advanced method of strengthening the inner body."

Top twenty! ! !

These seemingly unspectacular guys, about 19 feet tall, with long arms and legs, and haggard faces that can be blown down by a gust of wind, and whose gender is indistinguishable, are actually the top ten among the space warriors, obediently. , how strong must that be!

Lingling was extremely shocked.

"Do you see their blue-black skin like old tree bark?" The ethereal voice of the man in golden armor sounded again.

Lingling couldn't make a sound and could only nod.

"That's their battle armor. With their unique breathing method, it's the icing on the cake." The man in golden armor continued to explain.

Lingling's face was astonished, with envy flashing in his eyes. Skin is armor. Good guy, how hard does it have to be... If... he used it to make a pair of armor, wouldn't he be able to go to heaven...

Thinking about this, Lingling realized what he was thinking. Everyone in Jinjia seemed to know that he was like a 'little transparent' in his eyes, with no secrets at all.

She quickly suppressed her thoughts and stopped herself from random thoughts.

"Their skin is one of the most expensive materials in the universe. One is powerful and the other is long-lived. Unfortunately, the population is sparse."

Sure enough, the man in golden armor knew what she was thinking, but he didn't mind her thoughts at all.

Oh, that means their skin is as bad as the sky.

When Lingling still had a bunch of questions to ask, the man in golden armor had disappeared, as if he had never been there.

She sighed inwardly. Well, in this meeting, He said so many things to me which is very valuable. As for the rest, you can think about it slowly.

After more than a dozen people from the Xingzhuang tribe finished practicing the breathing technique, everyone retreated dejectedly, leaving only two people in the field.

The two people bowed to each other. After a few breaths, their withered bodies suddenly became stronger, and their dejected air disappeared. Strange textures appeared on their bark-like skin, and energy light waves flowed within them, exuding a huge amount of energy. The powerful aura and shocking intimidation can't help but frighten people.

Lingling also felt the movement of the 'Beginningless Qi' from the two of them.

The competition officially begins.

You punch me and I punch you, the sound of hand-to-hand combat is constant, and the fighting movements are extremely simple, just like practicing fists and kicks with others on weekdays.

But Lingling observed that every move they made was extraordinary, without any feints or temptations. It was as if after simulating and deducing tens of millions of times, the move they got was the essence. Every move they hit or defended was the essence. It is perfect, leaving no flaws at all for the other party.

The movement control is also very good, the fist can shake the heaven and the earth, the air-breaking wave cuts through the space with the naked eye, leaving a broken trace, causing the void to vibrate continuously.

The skin of a star strong man was beaten to pieces by the opponent, and purple blood flowed out. But the man was fearless and continued to compete with his opponents, honing himself and perfecting his movements.

His armor-like skin exploded. This kind of power is so terrifying. He is worthy of being a top ten cosmic powerhouse!

Lingling clenched her fists as she watched, her blood already boiling with excitement and excitement.

Secretly follow and learn the gestures above the void.

The second game is a battle of cold weapons. Two Xingzhuang men were put on the stage again. One picked up a stone on the ground, and the other picked a leaf from the tree, and immediately held it in his hand. The Xingzhuang man holding the stone had a stone-made gold spear in his hand. , in the hand of the Xingzhuang man who picked the leaves, there was a spear like a wooden stick, but there were rippling light waves of water ripples flowing on it.

The two spears struck each other, and the golden sound continued. The metal and stone spears were defeated by the water and wood spears with strong pressure. Although they were defeated, the Xingzhuang man holding the water and wood spears was not injured or defeated. On the contrary, the water element in the spears The strength of the sword resolves the brute force of metal in the metal and stone spear, and overcomes hardness with softness, making it difficult to distinguish victory from defeat.

Well! The combination of dual attributes, holding objects into soldiers, is awesome! Lingling's remarks.

The third game is a battle of hot weapons. Two other star warriors came on the stage, holding gun-like objects in their hands.

Swish!

The scenery of the scene suddenly changed to a deserted hilly land. Once there, the two men began to take action. Their bodies were as agile as ghosts, swimming among the hills, fighting guerrilla warfare. Guns and weapons were constantly in their hands. The changing appearance is very dreamy, and it emits terrifying energy light energy that is sometimes small and sometimes thick.

The fourth game is an assassination competition; the fifth game is a multi-person battle; at the end of the competition, the scene of the field suddenly changes back to its original appearance. There is one person controlling the changes in the entire competition field. How does the controller Lingling feel? It's so similar to the 'Duobao Rail' function I got.

When I feel sleepy and meet the pillow, whatever comes to my mind comes up, and I feel so happy that I don’t want it anymore. .

Lingling drew and recorded these processes in his handbooks.

Although more than a dozen Xingzhuang people had injuries on their bodies, some of which were very serious in Lingling's opinion, they didn't seem to care. They sat in a circle with their knees crossed, their hands forming strange marks on their chests. Knotting, looking up to the sky, exhaling and inhaling, they began to exhale the Dafa.