The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The cold wind whistled in my ears, cold, freezing my ears.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to put on the Chaos Armor.

His speed began to slow down.

Zhao Chuanxin covered his face, only his eyes were exposed, and the rest was all black.

The city walls were full of people, and there were people under the city.

Even so, Xingyue still seized the opportunity, and when these people looked up at the sky, he took Zhao Chuanxin into the city gate tower.

There were guards in the city gate, and Zhao Chuanxin did not dare to delay. He drew out his cavalry sword and crossed the river like a Dharma, turned around and cut his neck in a whirlwind.

Chi Chi.

The two collapsed.

He instantly put the sword into the sheath and rushed to the metal hinge of the city gate.

First down and then up, Zhao Chuanxin touched them one by one.

Xingyue used the solid rune to change the shape of the hinge.

There were torches in the city gate hole, and someone found that there were shadows in it, and felt something was wrong and came to check.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin had already removed the hinge of the second door.

"What are you doing?" An undead wizard rushed into the city gate and asked.

Zhao Chuanxin still needed some time, so he took out the Ares M1907 and fired backwards.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

The three necromancers were shot into sieves.

They had never seen such a sharp firearm in their lives.

The gunshots completely exposed Zhao Chuanxin. As the saying goes, a skilled person is daring. What thrilling things has Zhao Chuanxin not done?

He heard someone outside shouting: "Quick, open the city gate."

Zhao Chuanxin had to remind someone inside: "Step back and open it immediately."

After removing all the hinges, he used one-third of the Return to Yuan Qi in each hand.

Boom...

Boom.

When Zhao Chuanxin exploded the Three-point Return to Yuan Qi, he was shaken back eight meters by the heavy city gate.

The two city gates collapsed outwards and fell to the ground with a loud noise.

The shepherd in the distance saw this scene and cheered: "Good!"

Before the city gate was broken, she was nervous and felt a sense of tragic heroism.

If the city is not broken before the coming of winter, if the army retreats, it is really unknown whether the String of Order can be obtained.

The pilgrims need encouragement, the Holy City of Order needs encouragement, and all the believers of the Mother of Order need this enthusiasm.

Otherwise, it will not last long if it is simply powered by love.

"For order!"

"For order!"

The pilgrims shouted slogans and rushed into the city.

The necromancers on the city wall were dumbfounded.

They thought it was foolproof, but they didn't expect it to be a disaster.

At this time, poisonous fog was quickly lowered.

Zhao Chuanxin was shooting with a gun.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta...

Many necromancers have practiced absolute domains, and bullets are easily bounced off them, and even concentrated fire cannot break them.

This also shows that the shepherd has failed, and she can't seal the necromancer's magic at all.

Soon Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue both found the problem.

Xingyue suddenly said: "I understand!"

Zhao Chuanxin: "I understand too."

Absolute domain, isolated from the world.

When the absolute domain is opened, the air does not circulate with the outside world, and external substances cannot enter the interior.

The gas and heat inside the absolute domain cannot be exchanged.

The low-level absolute domain is like a plastic film tightly wrapped around the human skin.

You cannot breathe in it.

The heat you emit can suffocate you to death.

But it is basically invincible.

Xingyue said: "When the absolute domain is opened, ordinary people can hardly endure even half a minute. So the necromancer uses secret medicine to lower the heart rate, reduce breathing, and even lower the body temperature to stay a little longer."

The higher the cultivation level, the wider the range of the absolute domain around the body.

The bone-piercing absolute domain, according to Xingyue's estimation, is only less than 1mm away from the bone-piercing skin.

Even farting will increase the degree of air pressure in the absolute domain.

At this time, poisonous fog descended from the top of his head, and Zhao Chuanxin used the method of stealing the secrets of heaven to condense the golden bell cover and exploded.

The poisonous fog rolled upwards to buy time for the soldiers entering the city.

The soldiers entering the city cast awe-inspiring glances at Zhao Chuanxin, then shouted "For order" and rushed into the city.

For order, this sentence was very powerful when shouted in the Middle-earth language.

Next, Zhao Chuanxin saw the details of the battle between the soldiers and the necromancers.

The slashing of knives, the chopping of axes, and the stabbing of swords could not break the absolute domain.

But after a while, the necromancers themselves could not bear it and would take the initiative to open the absolute domain.

Chi chi chi...

Once the absolute domain is opened, these necromancers will be chopped badly.

Zhao Chuanxin saw the necromancers holding the bone staff, raised the staff, and clearly could not see any means of attack, but the bodies of the pilgrims' soldiers would be immediately pierced with spiral wounds.

This means of attack is very strange.

Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue are observing its pattern.

Under the pretext of "opening up a piece of heaven and earth" for the soldiers entering the city, he did not rush forward.

More and more people rushed into the city.

After a while, Xingyue understood: "It turns out that the bone staff can help them turn the undead force field of the absolute domain into an attack method. When the absolute domain is condensed, the undead force field will not be consumed. But it will dissipate during attack. Look, the undead mage over there can no longer condense the absolute domain."

After mastering the rules of the undead mage, Zhao Chuanxin jumped onto the top of the city wall and changed the magazine to fire.

Bang, bang, bang...

"Two o'clock direction."

Bang, bang, bang.

Xingyue found out the undead mage whose absolute domain was dissipated or who simply did not have the absolute domain to attack.

Zhao Chuanxin killed 36 undead mages in a row, and the poisonous fog could no longer last and soon dissipated.

More pilgrims rushed into Chengzhong.

For a while, shouts of killing were heard everywhere.

A spiral undead force field attacked Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin dodged in advance.

A spiral hole was drilled into the wall behind him, and bricks and stones were splashed.

A piece of masonry hit the golden bell and bounced off it.

The necromancer opposite was also stunned.

He didn't expect Zhao Chuanxin to react so quickly, and Zhao Chuanxin seemed to have defensive means, which were also colorless, intangible and qualityless.

The necromancer wanted to open the absolute field, but Zhao Chuanxin's attack speed was faster than his casting speed.

Chug tug tug.

This man is in trouble.

After Zhao Chuanxin cleared an area, he hung the God of War M1907 around his neck, took out the King's lever rifle and fired coldly.

Bang.

fall.

Bang.

fall.

With his support, the Pilgrim Army sergeants soon occupied the top of the wall.

Zhao Chuanxin looked down, and the shepherd who wanted to follow the army into the city also looked up.

The two people's eyes met, and they immediately turned their heads away.

Xingyue said: "Before you led Tie Dan and the others to escape, she had already begun to suspect that she failed to seal you. Now it is confirmed. This woman is not as rigid as she appears."

Zhao Chuanxin saw Tie Dan climbing up the city wall.

Tie Dan said excitedly: "Zhao Chuanxin, you have definitely made a great contribution!"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly: "You stay here and I'll go down to help."

After saying that, he hurriedly ran towards the far side of the city wall, very fast.

Ramadan wondered: "Why do I feel like neither of his feet touched the ground?"

"It's dark, you're dazzled." Tie Dan said cheerfully.

After Zhao Chuanxin escaped from everyone's sight, he jumped into the sky. Xingyue took him flying at high speed and arrived above the Demon Temple.

The shepherd has led his troops to the Demon Temple and is confronting a group of necromancers, among whom is the Bone Skewer who had his bone staff stolen.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his lever rifle and aimed downwards, waiting.

The pastor said: "Everyone, we just want to bring back the sacred objects of our Holy City of Order. The String of Order does not belong here."

Jinggu said: "Don't waste your efforts. The String of Order can amplify all spells. The Demon God's Palace is shrouded in the amplified absolute domain of the city lord, and you can't get in."

The pastor smiled: "Then you should also know that a pastor's understanding of the String of Order far exceeds yours."

After hearing this, Ji Gu finally lost his composure: "Stop her!"

The shepherd made a strange hand seal and muttered something.

Xingyue told Zhao Chuanxin: "She is using the String of Order to expand the sealing power. The absolute realm of these necromancers is dissipating, and the absolute realm that envelopes the Demon Temple is crumbling."

Zhao Chuanxin gathered three points of his energy and found that it was not affected.

He popped out a light blade, but it was also unaffected, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now he can finally be sure that he will never be affected by the Shepherd's seal!

Because he does not belong to this world.

"Kill!" the shepherd shouted. Instead of being ethereal and holy, he was filled with murderous intent.

Countless pilgrims rushed to the hall.

A group of Gu queens bounced up, some were cut into two pieces by the sergeant's sword, and some successfully bit people and injected venom into them.

Zhao Chuanxin began to make cold shots.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

He opened a slot in the biting Tianling Gai with one shot.

Jinggu didn't expect that someone would attack him above him, so he fell down without any precautions.

After emptying the bullet, Zhao Chuanxin fell to the ground and quickly came behind the shepherd: "Don't panic, I'll protect you."

But he was thinking in his heart: I don't know what dangers lie ahead, so it would be safer to follow this woman.

Pastor: "..."

The Mahatma was filled with hatred.

Zhao Chuanxin and the shepherd walked side by side into the main hall. The poisonous mist filled the air. This was not a spell, just poisonous gas.

Zhao Chuanxin unlocked the secret of stealing heaven and gathered three points to return his vitality.

burst!

The poisonous gas swept away and dispersed in all directions.

The Mahatma thought he had finally caught Zhao Chuanxin, and roared: "Shepherd, what kind of magic has he practiced..."

Zhao Chuanxin made a big backhand.

Snap!

The Mahatma was beaten and flew backwards, spitting out a tooth and bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

The Mahatma's men were frightened, but did not dare to act rashly.

They looked at the shepherd, who just frowned and didn't say anything.

The slap from the Mahatma was in vain.

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "You bitch, you can't see the situation clearly at all!"

The shepherd was tired: "Say less and don't make certain things clear."

Zhao Chuanxin made nonsense: "I am a Qi Refiner. This is our family's ancestral Qi training method. It has nothing to do with magic, but comes from the body."

"Oh?" The shepherd smiled half-heartedly. "I have also read many books. I know that there is a shining oasis in the distant cursed desert..."

She finished her sentence.

Zhao Chuanxin was bitten to death: "I am a Qi Refiner. This is called refining essence to transform Qi, refining Qi to transform into God, and refining Spirit to reverse the void. You don't understand the mysteries of the human body."

The shepherd didn't want to talk nonsense to him and walked inside first.

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In the center of the Demon Temple stood a bald man with pale skin that turned blue.

This man's skin was loose and droopy, his back was hunched, and his body was surrounded by a deathly aura.

Wearing a black robe, he stood next to a two-meter-tall disc-symmetrical spiral object.

At his waist was a bone staff.

He is the Lord of the Ghost City.

Xingyue said: "That is the string of order."

Zhao Chuanxin said nothing.

The city lord spoke with a hoarse voice: "The Mother of Order, the Holy City of Order, restores order to the world... Haha, just fishing for fame and reputation, it's sanctimonious, what's the difference between you and our Undead Cult? Isn't this just taking advantage of others?"

Everyone was silent.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly shouted: "Nonsense. What do you know? The strong never complain about the environment."

Everyone was confused.

The shepherd was surprised.

No one expected that Zhao Chuanxin would be the first to speak.

The city lord was stunned: "So, you are a strong man?"

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "I am a weak man. I not only complain about the environment, but also complain about the strong. The environment is destroyed by you strong men."

"..."

The scene fell into a dead silence.

Shengxiong's face was swollen.

He was nearly two meters tall, and he couldn't withstand Zhao Chuanxin's casual blow, which made him angry.

He said angrily: "Zhao Chuanxin, you dare to talk nonsense, you wait to be punished by military law!"

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned around and kicked from behind.

Bang...

Shengxiong flew backwards and knocked down two soldiers.

Zhao Chuanxin cursed: "You spicy neighbor, I'll give you some face. Do you have the right to interrupt when the adults are talking?"

He thought he could kick Shengxiong to death with this kick, but the guy stumbled and climbed up again.

The pastor scolded: "Shut up."

"And you, what time is it, still talking nonsense."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care, took out his pipe and pressed it.

The city lord suddenly laughed, and his laugh was very sinister.

"Hehehe..."

He said: "Pastor, do you think you can get the string of order by sealing the undead force field? We in the Undead Sect have always practiced dual cultivation!"

After saying that, he twisted his neck and made a crackling sound like popping beans.

His figure suddenly pulled up, his back was no longer hunched, and his height actually grew to about two meters and two meters, and his muscles expanded rapidly.

The pastor took two steps back.

Although Shengxiong hated Zhao Chuanxin, the city lord of Ghost City was the threat at this time.

He immediately ordered: "Kill him."

A group of soldiers charged.

The swordsmen and axes all attacked the city lord.

However, the weapons cut him like leather, the city lord's skin dented and bounced, but it could not be cut.

He was flexible, kicked a soldier away with one foot, and knocked another away with a backhand.

He picked up the big sword and chopped Huashan with force.

A soldier tried to block with a sword, but was directly pressed to his knees by Taishan.

Puff...

He raised the sword and cut off the soldier's arm diagonally.

"Hiss..."

Everyone gasped.

Zhao Chuanxin smoked and watched.

Suddenly, he took out a lever rifle and shot at the city lord's eyes.

Bang.

The city lord closed his eyes, and his heavy eyelids actually blocked the bullet.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, put away the lever rifle, and continued to watch the battle.

The shepherd came to him: "You just watch like this?"

"Brother advises you - listen more, watch more, learn more, talk less, a gentleman is cautious when alone, does not deceive in the dark, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, a gentleman..."

Shepherd: "..."

She was confused: What the hell are you talking about?

Zhao Chuanxin watched for a long time, it turned out that this was the secret medicine practice, practicing one's own flesh and blood.

The city lord was not only extremely fast, thick skin and flesh, powerful and heavy, but also had a long and long endurance. He didn't even breathe after fighting for a long time.

Suddenly, the city lord threw the big sword in his hand towards the shepherd.

The big sword spun and whistled with the sound of wind.

The shepherd's pupils shrank.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin threw her down and pressed her under him, which was considered to be avoiding a blow.

"Get down!" The shepherd scolded, and the blush climbed up his cheeks again. "My chest is uncomfortable."

When Zhao Chuanxin supported the shepherd to stand up, he pressed his hands twice in a dishonest manner: "Uncomfortable? No way, it's quite comfortable."

The shepherd's nose was almost crooked by anger.

The saint ran over to show his courtesy, pushed Zhao Chuanxin away, and then pulled the shepherd up from the ground.

His eyes were blazing, and he almost wanted to fight Zhao Chuanxin to death.

The pipe in Zhao Chuanxin's mouth didn't even fall.

He came to the string of order, knocked the pipe on the string of order, knocked off the ash, put away the pipe and said: "Okay, let the Qi Refiner meet the city lord."

He moved his shoulders, twisted his hips, and rushed towards the city lord.

He suddenly grabbed the city lord's head and pressed it violently.

How could other soldiers have the strength of Zhao Chuanxin?

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the city lord's head down and raised his knees to hit it.

In the first two knees, Zhao Chuanxin obviously felt that he didn't hit through, as if he hit a ball.

He increased his strength, and the next few hits seemed to hit hard objects, indicating that the force reached the skull directly.

The city lord let out a scream at this time.

He was tall and had long arms, and his arms could also exert force at an incredible angle. He pushed Zhao Chuanxin away.

He punched Zhao Chuanxin with great force.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his waist and abdomen, lowered his upper body slightly, tilted his head, and stepped forward at the same time, holding a peach with one hand.

The city lord's punch missed, and Zhao Chuanxin held the city lord's head with a palm and tilted it violently backward.

For ordinary people, this move could even make Zhao Chuanxin infer the spine.

The city lord shook his head, nothing happened.

He rushed forward and punched.

Zhao Chuanxin bent his abdomen into a bow, avoided it, and hooked his ears and elbowed.

Boom.

The city lord was hit backward by him, and two teeth were knocked out.

The city lord was furious and punched again and again. Zhao Chuanxin hit him hard, blocked his elbow, and seized the opportunity to lean on the iron mountain.

The city lord was knocked away.

He was a little stunned.

A group of purple robes, military chiefs and pastors were dumbfounded.

Originally, they thought that they would have to rely on human lives to kill the fierce and invincible city lord, but they didn't expect Zhao Chuanxin to come on the field and beat the incredibly powerful city lord back step by step.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his body and hooked his hand at the city lord: "Come here."

The city lord rushed up and started to hit him with his turtle fist.

Zhao Chuanxin made a V-shaped dive and suddenly hit him with a top elbow.

The city lord was hit and took three steps back, his face deformed due to the pain.

Although his body was swollen, Zhao Chuanxin was well aware of the secrets of the human body. No matter how swollen it was, there were still many weak places. Zhao Chuanxin specifically attacked the weak places.

The city lord was very comprehensible and immediately learned Zhao Chuanxin's trick and rushed up to use the top elbow.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and turned his elbow, elbowed the elbow, hooked the abdomen, and jumped up to hit the ear-hanging hammer in the Superman fist style.

The height difference is big, he can't reach it without jumping!

Zhao Chuanxin thought: No matter how awesome you are, I don't believe that your ears are also wrapped in muscles.

The city lord's head was buzzing, his ears were buzzing, and he was hit and shook his head.

Zhao Chuanxin's blow made the city lord stiff, and he jumped up with his two peaks piercing his ears.

The city lord had only a trace of consciousness left, so he covered his uninjured ear, but the other side was completely deafened by Zhao Chuanxin's palm.

The city lord retreated again and again, and Zhao Chuanxin took advantage of the situation to chase him, hitting his liver with a flat hook, stabbing his throat with a finger, elbowing his heart, kicking his crotch...

It was a good punch and kick.

Zhao Chuanxin was 1.86 meters tall, and the city lord was 2.2 meters tall.

The 1.86-meter-tall man used the 2.2-meter-tall man as a sandbag, which made everyone dumbfounded.

The city lord was unable to defend himself, and suddenly used a self-sacrificing fighting method and hugged Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin had been prepared for it. He bent his elbows and supported the city lord's chest with his knees. He kicked hard, flew backwards and flipped on the ground.

He ran up, Xingyue helped push him, and suddenly jumped up and kicked the city lord in the face.

Bang!

The back of the city lord's head hit the wall.

His cheeks were deformed and his nose collapsed.

Zhao Chuanxin held the city lord's head and slammed the back of his head against the wall violently, like a madman.

At this moment, everyone's backs were chilled.

Is this man crazy?

Maybe Zhao Chuanxin has been crazy for a long time, and he just concealed it during this period.

One, two, three...

After the fifteenth hit, the city lord stammered: "Wait!"

"I'll use the things in my pocket to exchange for my life."

Zhao Chuanxin paused and secretly reached out to take out a spiritual tablet from his pocket.

I didn't expect the city lord to have a spiritual tablet.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, held the spiritual tablet in his hand, and turned back to tell the shepherd: "He is no longer a threat."

After that, he retreated expressionlessly and secretly put the spiritual tablet into the pocket technology in his pocket.

Wherever Zhao Chuanxin went, all the soldiers retreated, even the saint.