Modern Cultivation Record

"Mr. Rod, you think too much." Wang Zhenfei was speechless, looking at Rod, who was excited and scared, could not speak.

After he calmed down for a while, Wang Zhenfei said, "Mr. Luode, I cannot take it back once the soul soldier is released. Could you please bring a set of clothes and I will let him change it."

"He is called the Soul Soldier? Is he really from the Soul World? It's amazing... Wait a minute, I'll call someone to get some clothes."

The soul soldier is a secret, and Rod doesn't want others to know it. At this time, he began to think about it.

When the yellow turban soldier changed into his bodyguard's clothes, he looked like a bodyguard.

"Mr. Rod, we can talk about cooperation," Wang Zhenfei said.

Rod said: "I have to ask my boss for instructions on this matter. In addition, I need your soul soldier to cooperate with my research team. After the authenticity of the soul soldier is proved, the cooperation can proceed smoothly."

Wang Zhenfei's eyes flashed and said, "No problem."

Montgorod's cautious and tough psychological qualities surprised him, but he didn't care, as long as the other party could give him what he needed, it wouldn't matter if he waited a while.

"How to cooperate?" he asked.

Rod laughed and explained: "It's just some scientific research. My boss has the top medical team, and it can take up to half a day to verify the situation of the soul soldier."

"Do you have a medical team here?" Wang Zhenfei doubted.

Rod embarrassed: "I'm going to inform now, my boss has a special plane, they will be here soon, Mr. Ye is not in a hurry."

"In that case, I will wait."

Wang Zhenfei then got up and left, leaving the yellow turban soldier behind.

The medical team conducted research on the Yellow Turban soldier, and it was also good for him, and he liked it.

Rohde watched Wang Zhenfei leave with confidence, and said: Is he not afraid that I will take the soul soldier as his own? Yes, he must have the means of secret control.

Rod looked at the still soul soldier with fiery eyes. Why did his boss organize this soul research activity? Isn't it just to study the soul world? It is a miracle that soul soldiers from the soul world appear now.

Thinking of this, Rod hurriedly contacted the boss by secret means.

In the United States, Ivan received a call from Rod and heard the news that surprised him, and immediately sent someone to notify the top medical team.

Research team in a large laboratory. After receiving the boss's order, he immediately put aside everything and took a special plane to Kowloon.

Wang Zhenfei, who returned to the room, was not worried that the other party would break the contract because of this. He sensed the other participants, and then disappeared into the room with a flash.

In the new world, Wang Zhenfei appeared, and the yellow turban soldier guarding immediately saluted him.

Wang Zhenfei didn't disturb the others, and went to the surrounding river alone. Then cross the river and enter the maze.

"Search maze!"

After a while.

Wang Zhenfei said, "Enter."

After a maze of light, Wang Zhenfei came to a completely new maze.

"This"

What he saw before his eyes made Wang Zhenfei extremely surprised.

The scene of the maze is very familiar to him.

"This should be. It has something to do with Legend of Thunderbolt." Wang Zhenfei's eyes were thoughtful.

So, is the world of Perak a real world?

Or is it just some kind of force that forms an illusory place?

The puzzle at this moment is the biggest puzzle he has seen so far, because there are many "players" in the puzzle. At a glance, it was very lively.

There is not only one task, the same goes for "dungeons".

Wang Zhenfei's spiritual system. There were several news transmissions, and he checked them, they were all five-leaf clover transmissions, hoping to cooperate with him again.

It's a pity that Wang Zhenfei can't go to which maze at will, only the maze that he has been to can enter at will.

At this moment, Wang Zhenfei's fighting spirit level is.

Ye Chen:

Level 15 fighting spirit status:

Attack power: 156-600

Defense: 156-350

Attack speed: 16-20

The next level of promotion requires 1,000,000 points of maze power.

Remaining maze power: 65084

In comparison, both attack power and defense power have increased compared to before, but they all rely on equipment.

Wang Zhenfei walked towards the maze, and suddenly, he stopped.

In the middle of the maze, there is a stone wall with the words: Thunderbolt Bingxuan, Burning Warring States Spring and Autumn Period, Saints and Demons clash, and see the Great Desolation God Jue.

Who will support the imperial dynasty? Asking the world, smiling proud of ancient and modern heroes.

Aspiring to compete, thousands of miles of violent killing and red blood, the world is full of smoke, the sound of the chess and the shadow of the mountains and rivers.

"This is the Legend of Thunderbolt: Aspiration for the World."

Wang Zhenfei saw through the truth of the puzzle.

Speaking of which, Legend of Thunderbolt tells a strange story, but it is also a world of chaotic characters and chaotic time and space.

The Legend of Thunderbolt can be seen as a large chapter, or as an independent story.

The Legend of the Thunderbolt is about the battle of the sacred demons based on Shura Guique and Yan Sheng Mingluan, starting with the utter desolation of the gods.

There is no doubt that this is indeed a large puzzle.

"The Thunderbolt world in the maze, I don't know what it is, what is the relationship with the Thunderbolt world on the other side." With this question, Wang Zhenfei talked with Hai Chanzun.

"Too Huang Shenjue, the holy demon starts the battle, you, choose, is the holy or the demon?" Hai Chan looked majestic and asked in his mouth.

Want to choose holy and devil?

In Wang Zhenfei's view, the sage and the demon are actually the same. There is no justice or evil, but different positions and interests. There are good people in the devil and evil in the sage.

For example, Hai Chanzun, although he is the commander of the holy side, he is a member of the historical clan and a conspirator behind him, in order to make both sides of the holy demon lose.

However, his own choice represented a difference. Wang Zhenfei didn't know what the choices meant, so he didn't respond without authorization.

Hai Chanzun also did not prompt to form a team, which means that individual tasks can be carried out.

In addition to Hai Chanzun, there are other interpretations, ghosts and gods, and they are true.

Wang Zhenfei talked with others.

He had a magical face and his voice was low and unpredictable. The temptation said: "Devil, the home of mankind, the intent to fight is endless. Tianyan Demon City, Shura Guique, where are you going?"

Obviously, there are two "duplicates" here, both of which are related to demons.

Wang Zhenfei still had no choice, and he continued to talk to Guijue Shenzhi.

Guijue Shenzhi is the servant of the holy demons, looks weird, and is slug-shaped. His voice does not contain any emotions, and it seems to be able to understand people's thoughts: "Turn the palm of the hand to light, cover the darkness of the hand, life and death, only my thoughts. Are you willing to come between thoughts?"

Finally, Su Huanzhen, he is the biggest protagonist in the legend of Pili, gentle and elegant, and elegant. Extraordinary and transcendent, his words are: "The holy demon starts war, and interests are entangled. It is good and evil, and the world is innocent. Young hero, I have a task entrusted to you here."

In addition to being able to open copies and tasks. There are also several entrances, representing different copies.

Wang Zhenfei thought for a moment, then laughed and said, "Holy and devil. It has nothing to do with me, I only represent myself."

After speaking, talk to Hai Chan Zun, "Magic!"

Venerable Hai Chan furiously said, "Go!"

The next moment, Wang Zhenfei entered the instance.

Confusion Tip: Defeat the opponent in the Great Desolate Jue.

There was originally a mist in front of him. With his arrival, the mist gradually dissipated, revealing twelve people. Wang Zhenfei could recognize that these twelve people represented the six holy guards and six demon sacred gods of the wild.

The six holy guards are Jing Canglang, Jing Wuhuan, Le Xing Ci, Asura, Black Clothes, Feng Huangdi.

The six demons are Duanmu Xuanlong, Duan Mie Chan Ti, Nie Mie Xie Luo, Ghost Tathagata, Silver Feather and Windless, Unbounded Emperor.

The six people representing the Six Devils are in the dark shadow, while the six people representing the Six Sages are in the light.

Wang Zhenfei's heart moved and he chose one of the six holy guards, Jing Canglang.

After the choice, the vision changed again, and Wang Zhenfei appeared in the land of the decisive battle of the gods of the wild, the battlefield of the wild.

On the other side of the battlefield, a man stood dreadfully, showing a Confucian aura on his body. There was also a swordsman with sharp edges, white eyebrows and blue clothes, and his front hair was drooping.

"The wind is raging thousands of miles, the raging anger is rolling, and the world is at a loss. After all, the ancient road is sleeping, the clouds are vast, and the sky is washed. Jing Canglang, it is polite."

The sword behind it suddenly unsheathed and turned into a blue sword light, shining out, and the cold voice bounced.

"Xianmo Kunfeng, cold? Waves!"

The sword light is like water, like the air of cold ice, suddenly like waves, making waves and rushing toward the face.

Murderous shop, murderous intent is hidden!

"Retreat!"

Wang Zhenfei's first reaction was to retreat and couldn't resist.

Feeling the strength of the opponent, beyond the power he could bear, Wang Zhenfei immediately changed his expression and became dignified, and immediately retreated as fast as he could without thinking about it.

He didn't want to test whether his real body could resist, but it was certain that his spiritual body alone could not stop it.

"This attack power should exceed a thousand."

"Can't resist, but there is still a chance."

Wang Zhenfei avoided the sharp edge of sword energy, took a big step back, and found that he felt an uncomfortable sensation in his body, and immediately realized that this was an automatic warning from his body, and his real body could not bear such power.

This is also understandable, after all, his real body is just an ordinary body, even if he is strong and fit, it is still a mortal body, unable to compare with the power of confusion.

Wang Zhenfei used will power for the first time to mobilize illusion, and even the illusion power was constantly transformed into illusion for him to use.

With a movement in his heart, the magic power showed his might, condensed into sword light, and when the sword light moved, the sword energy shot out.

"Good coming." Jing Canglang smiled slightly, and then made a sword move, the cold sword energy condensed into waves, and the sword energy was hidden.

Jing Canglang's sword aura is water and waves, while Wang Zhenfei's sword aura is light, starlight, moonlight, all light, water and light collide, and the power of water is no less than light.

Wang Zhenfei frowned, only to find that the sword light he used was too weak. There was no one ten thousandth of his true strength, but there was no way. The power that formed the sword light was magic power, and this power was not only special, but also Unfamiliar, too little, insufficient strength.

After a defeat, Wang Zhenfei once again took out his sword to block Jing Canglang's offensive. At the same time, his body kept retreating to avoid being injured by the aftermath.

Soon he discovered another problem, which was that his remaining illusion power was rapidly decreasing. As he used it, the illusion power continued to transform into illusion, which soon lost more than 10,000.

"In this way, it won't take a few times at all. I have to quickly think of a solution." Wang Zhenfei thought in his heart. He remembered that there was a principle of restraint of time on the battlefield of the Great Desolation. It will be of great benefit to him.

But in the wild battlefield, he didn't know his time, he could only wait for the time, and maybe there would be a time when the time counteracted.

"Jing Canglang's strength is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. I only have a few short strokes to gain a temporary advantage. Unless there is a lot of power in the maze, there is almost no chance of victory. In addition, among the six holy guards Jing Canglang's strength can be said to be top-notch, but there are also relatively weak ones. My lost power cannot be wasted at will." Wang Zhenfei thought for a while and hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield.

And as soon as he exited the battlefield, a confusion prompt appeared:

You have lost one opportunity, and there are two remaining today.

Wang Zhenfei immediately understood that this so-called opportunity should be related to the fusion degree of the maze. He can have three opportunities to enter the dungeon of the maze every day, and here, it represents three chances to fight.

Therefore, the remaining two opportunities cannot be wasted at will.

Wang Zhenfei looked at the weakest of the six saint guardians.

Lexing Ci is good at Lewu. Although it is also a hidden expert in Pili, it is far worse than other strong ones.

Choosing Lexing Ci, Wang Zhenfei's outlook changed again, and he returned to the battlefield in the wild.

This is a wandering artist with sunglasses and an erhu in hand. As soon as he appeared, he also chanted the poem title: "Jie Yu is in a tragedy in despair, and the southeast is full of hatred and words. I express my feelings and sprinkle wine and rivers. Since ancient sages have drunk it, don’t pass it on to the awake."

"Young man, please!"

Wang Zhenfei said: "I don't have much time, I only have a quick fight!"

"The body and the sword are one, the sword is like flowing light."

As soon as the war started, Wang Zhenfei went all out, only to see that his remaining 50,000 illusion powers continued to decrease, and suddenly decreased by 20,000.

"Yijiantiandi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ kill!"

Under the shout, the killing intent rose to the sky, the sword aura swept like a frenzy, and it was in front of Le Xingci in a flash.

Le Xing Ci's face changed drastically, "Strong and soft can set Yin and Yang!"

Hundreds of lights appeared in front of him, composing them into music scores, forming yin and yang, entwining them. However, the light of sword killing soaring to the sky fell, the hundred spectrums were torn apart, the yin and yang were scattered, and the sword was broken.

"Ahhh!!!"

A ray of blood rushed up, Le Xingci screamed, and his body fell.

Wang Zhenfei appeared beside him, made up a sword, and completely killed him.

He looked at his remaining illusion power, only less than 10,000. This short move directly consumed more than 30,000 of his illusion power, but it also showed an amazing effect. The sword will take a heavy hit.

Wang Zhenfei secretly said: "Although the strength of Lexing Ci is the weakest, I also took advantage of the unexpected. The opponent's ultimate move has not really been successfully condensed, otherwise it will never be so easy to kill him." (to be continued) ...)