Spirit Realm Walker

Fu Qingyang drew his sword and retreated without hesitation. However, the Liangyi Demonic Blade was stuck in the burning body of the King of Fear. The next second, the Liangyi Demonic Blade took the initiative to break away from his hand.

It rebelled!

The King of Fear held the hilt of the sword and grinned:

"It's a nice sword. It's mine now. Fu Qingyang, you can also taste the ice."

Like the tarsal maggot's flame, it escapes from the King of Fear and returns to the sword.

As the master, he took back the never-extinguishing flame. Then, the King of Fear switched to the "Fire Stealing Sword" mode, turning the flame on the sword into a deep white.

He imitated Fu Qingyang just now and inserted the Fire Stealing Sword into the ground. At the same time, seven arms suddenly closed together, holding Fu Qingyang who was in extremely bad condition inside.

With such a distance and such an attack, Yanshi, who was in poor physical condition, was almost certain to die.

Suddenly, a scorching golden light shone from Fu Qingyang's hand, rushed to the back of his head, and formed a golden sun disk.

The pale flames rushing to his feet disappeared, the wind and rain in the sky disappeared, and the germs in his body were also killed!

Rules suppress rules!

Fu Qingyang used the Sun Rising Talisman given to him by Zhang Yuanqing.

The Sun Rising Talisman is a high-level talisman for the Sun Travel God profession. Unlike the Blood of the Sun, which only contains part of the power of the rules, the Sun Rising Talisman made by Zhang Yuanqing can restore half of the original power.

Due to production difficulties and time constraints, Zhang Yuanqing only painted three pictures and gave them all to Fu Qingyang.

Use one less one.

The King of Fear only felt that the spiritual power and skills in his body were all sealed by the golden light and could not be used. The three-headed and eight-armed Dharma Body had not dispersed. At his level, the Dharma Body had long been solidified. It was real flesh and blood, not a condensation of spiritual power.

However, weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds with armor-piercing and bleeding effects can no longer be condensed.

The King of Fear holds a sword with one arm and a fist with seven arms, beating the "caged" beast from all directions.

Fu Qingyang calmly pulled out two swords from the void, a golden dragon sword and a pure black straight sword. The latter was Cai Qinhe's regular tool Hebo Yin Heavy Training.

It has the power to stir up wind and thunder, causing enemies to fall into the waves.

Of course, now it's just an indestructible sword.

Taking the two swords into his hands, Fu Qingyang violently swung his arms, like a monkey swinging an iron rod, and swung the two swords into two circles that were impermeable to water, and like two propellers, one gold and one black.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

He flailed his arms and backed away, leaving deep holes in the ground with each kick.

The Dread King's fist was like a heavy rain, but every time it was knocked open by the propeller, splashing with dazzling sparks.

The King of Fear is like a perpetual motion machine, his arms are the transmission connecting rods, and he slams his fists containing terrifying power into the enemy one after another.

He was also busy talking about provocative past events:

"Xiao Fu, you are still so weak. You obviously have such a high starting point, but you are not as good as ordinary family members. You have no physical strength, no talent, average intelligence, and mediocrity in all aspects. If you hadn't relied on a single muscle After practicing hard, can he defeat his peers from the Fu family?

"If it weren't for the Fu family's dungeon guide, would you have been able to successfully clear so many dungeons in the early stages? If it weren't for becoming a scout and possessing the talent for swordsmanship, would you have become a swordsman master?

"Have you been praised so high by others that you have forgotten how humble you were at the beginning?"

The Dread King's fists were extremely sharp, but his words were even sharper, and the sword struck the vital part.

"In fact, even if you become a spiritual practitioner, you still have to practice hard and give up all enjoyment and entertainment in order to barely keep up with your peers."

"Do you know what Fu Qingxuan said about you before? She said you were a young lady and a maid!"

"With today's achievements, do you feel satisfied? No, in fact, you are still weak. You just jumped from a small Fu family to a bigger stage."

"On this stage where the strongest people from all over the world gather, you are still an insignificant role. You think that by entering the spiritual realm, you can help Yuanshi Tianzun... No, Demon Lord, I still want to call him Demon Lord. You think that you can help the Demon Lord Did you defeat the Lord of the Stars?"

"Don't be too wild. Not to mention whether you can kill me, even if you can, it will only weaken the main formation's suppression of the Demon Lord. He still cannot defeat the Lord of the Stars in the formation."

"Fu Qingyang, do you now understand how weak you are?"

Fu Qingyang had no expression on his face, and while retreating, he waved his swords. The Golden Dragon Sword in his right hand became shorter and shorter, shortening from more than three feet to one foot.

It was not broken by the violence of the King of Fear, but was worn away by sparks flying again and again.

The physical strength of the King of Fear is stronger than the high-quality Dominator Sword. When the sword energy cannot be used, the Golden Dragon Sword cannot break the defense at all.

It's even like a turning tool that gets smaller and smaller as it is ground on a grinding wheel.

The King of Fear raised his lips: "Fu Qingyang, I have a suggestion. If you are really strong, we can decide life and death within three inches. How about that?"

Fu Qingyang did not respond, still retreating while fighting.

"Don't you dare?" King of Fear mocked: "The divine power of the sun has sealed all our skills. I can't use bloodthirsty rage. If I die, I will die. What are you afraid of?"

As a student who had received swordsmanship training from the Fu family, the King of Fear knew Fu Qingyang very well. This boy was a stubborn man who knew that there were tigers in the mountains and preferred to go to the mountains with tigers.

On some things, the level of paranoia is not inferior to that of the Demon Eye.

So I want to stimulate him to change his conservative fighting tactics and choose more radical tactics.

In this way, with the body of a demigod, he can find the opportunity to kill Fu Qingyang. Otherwise, the defense of the high-ranking Yanshi is really impeccable.

In terms of fighting skills, the ancient war god is inferior to the swordsman.

Of course, even if this continues, he will definitely win as the King of Fear, but the Demon Eye is not dead yet!

Just as this thought flashed across his mind, a figure suddenly came out from behind Fu Qingyang and punched the King of Fear in the face:

"When you fight, you fight, you talk nonsense, you trash who has been suppressed by women all your life!"

boom!

The Demon Eye King was grabbed by the head and pressed hard to the ground.

The King of Fear inserted the Liangyi magic blade into the back of the magic eye, nailed it to the ground, and opened his eight fists at once, just like the big Iron Man hitting the Hulk, Duang Duang beat him violently.

The beating resulted in broken bones, broken tendons, shattered skulls, and damaged organs.

Fu Qingyang was as fast as a sword. He circled behind the King of Fear and slashed at the opponent's head with his sword.

The King of Fear pulled out the Liangyi Magic Blade with one hand and swung it back.

when!

Sparks flew everywhere, Fu Qingyang's hand holding the pure black sword cracked, and he could hardly hold the weapon.

With the help of his strength, while retreating, he kicked the King of Fear's sword-holding wrist with a flying kick. The energy penetrated the wrist and exploded more than ten meters in the air, and the Liangyi Magic Blade was released. .

Fu Qingyang discarded the golden dragon sword that had been sharpened into a dagger, caught the falling Liangyi Demon Blade, suddenly raised his arms, and completed more than ten slashes on the King of Fear's body as hard as steel.

The sword cut open the copper skin.

The King of Fear did not dare to deal with a high-ranking scout with one hand, so he picked up the King of Demonic Eyes and swept him as a weapon.

Fu Qingyang raised his swords and greeted the Demon Eye King with his sword ridges.

boom!

The two collided and both flew out.

The King of Fear dodged and stood in the way of the two men flying upside down. He swept the Demon Eye's ribs with his whip leg and punched Fu Qingyang in the head. He roared with anger.

Fu Qingyang crossed his swords to block, and instantly bounced out like a ball.

Under the illumination of the rising sun, the three of them abandoned their skills and props and used physical skills and sword skills to fight.

…

Ziwei Six Evil Formation, the main formation!

Another Golden Crow was separated from the source of the sun. It struggled and cried unwillingly, but could not resist being entangled in the starlight millstone.

This is already the third Golden Crow.

The Lord of the Stars and the Lord of the Sun sat cross-legged on the "mud", each silent.

…

Songhai.

Chen Yuanjun returned home before sunset, took the trolley suitcase from his business trip and went straight to his grandma's house.

Grandma, Jiang Yuyi and grandpa were having dinner. Seeing him come back after a long journey, grandma was surprised and happy, and said:

"You're back? Why don't you put your luggage first? Forget it, just leave it at the entrance and eat first... Really, even if you don't tell me when you come back today, grandma won't even cook your favorite dishes."

"Grandma, I've eaten," Chen Yuanjun said casually, took a deep look at the delicate and charming sister-in-law, and tried his best to say in a calm tone:

"Sister-in-law, can you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Jiang Yuyi glanced at him and said lightly, "Okay."

Grandma looked at her grandson, then at the woman, and asked sensitively: "What's wrong?"

Chen Yuanjun and Jiang Yuyi did not respond, and left the house one after another and entered the deserted corridor.

At this point, Chen Yuanjun, who was full of worries, didn't know how to speak. He lit a cigarette, inhaled it hard into his lungs, then spit it out hard, and then said:

"Sister-in-law, I remember, those... memories that were erased by you."

Jiang Yuyi had a calm face, as if he had expected it, and said proactively:

"What do you want to ask?"

Chen Yuanjun organized his words and said slowly in a low tone:

"What happened to Motoko? He, is he back..."

Speaking of this, Chen Yuanjun laughed at himself: "I'm not even sure whether the Yuanzi I've been with in the past few years is my cousin."

Jiang Yuyi said calmly:

"Four years ago, he accidentally obtained a character card and became a spiritual walker, but was accidentally controlled by a big shot in the evil camp, so I created a puppet and lived as Motoko for a few years.

"It wasn't until April last year that he got rid of his past identity and returned to us, but he didn't know these things. He lost his memory and only recalled it recently.

"As for his experiences and encounters in the past few years, don't ask."

This is similar to what Chen Yuanjun analyzed in the hospital. He asked in a deep voice:

"Are there any consequences for this matter? Since this time, I have had more and more contact with the special department. I can call on some of the strong people you know.

"Sister-in-law, if you need my help, don't force yourself, you must tell me."

Jiang Yubai shook his head:

"You don't have to worry about him. Yuanzi and I are quite advanced in the spiritual realm. Ordinary enemies are no match for us."

Chen Yuanjun was still worried and frowned:

"What level of practitioners are you and Motoko?"

Jiang Yuyi said bluntly: "Yuanzi is a demigod. As far as I'm concerned, his current status is equivalent to that of a peak master."

It’s the body! She added in her mind.

Chen Yuanjun thought about it and realized that he had never heard of information about demigods and peak masters, but the names seemed very gimmicky.

"Wait a minute!" He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Li Dongze in front of his sister-in-law, asking about the level of "demigod" and "peak master" among spiritual walkers.

With Chen Yuanjun's position, it is impossible to have access to demigods and master intelligence.

Ten seconds later, the phone dinged.

Li Dongze’s message is back:

"How do you know about demigods and masters? Your department has opened up its authority to this extent? Well, it's different from the past, so it's not a big problem to tell you.

"Do you still remember the "game gag" I teased you about before? If the Spirit Walker is a game player, the demigod is the one with the highest level. Our Five Elements Alliance has a total of five demigods, so it is the second largest official organization in the world. Any demigod can form an official organization.

"As for the peak master, he is only one level away from the full level."

After reading this message, Chen Yuanjun's hands began to shake.

He glanced at Jiang Yuyi, who looked calm but extremely serious, and his hands shook even more.

Chen Yuanjun had a ridiculous idea in his mind - he didn't expect that an ordinary Chen family could actually raise Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks at the same time!

For a moment, Chen Yuanjun suspected that his memory had been modified again and was affected.

He could hardly tell what was true and what was false.

Jiang Yuyi saw this and said softly:

"Don't think wildly, there are still many things you don't know. In fact, when Dad was working in the Public Security Department, he also came into contact with many spiritual realm practitioners, including Yuanzi's father, and Zhang Zizhen was also a peak master.

"The eldest sister is a person with a certain status in the spiritual world."

When she said these words, she unconsciously used comfort.

After Chen Yuanjun's mood stabilized, Jiang Yubai said: "In addition, your father's family scum is also a spiritual realm walker!"

Chen Yuanjun was shocked: "Is he too?"

My whole family is a spiritual practitioner, and I am just an ordinary person?

After thinking about his old father's unorthodox ways, Chen Yuanjun felt that even a spiritual practitioner would probably be a loser.

Jiang Yuyi nodded: "Well, your dad is also a demigod!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Chen Yuanjun took a few steps back and leaned against the wall. His hands that had just calmed down began to shake again.

It turns out that the small Chen family not only cultivated Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks, but also hid a Jia Xu?

How could this happen? My old boy who sings and dances hip-hop all day long is actually a demigod...is he worthy? Is he worthy?

For an extremely ordinary security captain, these truths are beyond the limit of tolerance.

This is not just mediocre parents suddenly becoming the richest people in the world, this is mediocre parents suddenly transforming into Super Saiyans!

Chen Yuanjun took a deep breath, "Sister-in-law, you might as well tell me all at once, my mother, and grandparents..."

Jiang Yuyi shook his head and said in a gentle tone:

"They are all ordinary people!"

call! Chen Yuanjun exhaled with relief. After all, the whole family was not teaming up to play him!

Under Jiang Yuyi's comfort, he slowly calmed down, accepted the reality, and finally remembered his true purpose of returning home.

Chen Yuanjun frowned and said: "Sister-in-law, after I recovered my memory, I remembered something. The year before last, Yuanzi seemed to have come to see me!"

…

New Testament County.

In the empty room, the clone Zhang Yuanqing stared at the Elvis Presley speaker in front of him, and pieces of audio were replayed in his ears.

He didn't know how long he sat there, all his attention was focused on the audio content.

This prop, which cannot be put in the inventory, he will carry with him most of the time. It contains audio files that he uses to remind himself not to forget his original intention, audio files of him sleeping with various women, and audio files of him wandering around after becoming the master. garbage voice.

Zhang Yuanqing listened to these contents very carefully and did not miss a single paragraph.

But there was so much audio that he had heard at most two-thirds of it so far.

"Zizzi..."

Along with the sound of electricity, another piece of audio came, and his voice came from the speaker:

"Cousin, I have something to ask you!"

…

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.