Volume 3: Stormy Chapter 259: Divine Transformation and Struggle
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Wang Zhenqiu was still speaking words that Wang Bing could not understand. He put his hands on his face and bent them hard. A crisp sound was heard, like the sound of a bone being straightened. He shook his long golden hair and slowly exhaled a breath.
As for Wang Bing's attack just now, if Wang Zhenqiu was not in a divine state and his physical fitness had not been greatly improved, he might not have been able to withstand Wang Bing's attack.
Just talking about Wang Zhenqiu's current physical fitness, Wang Bing feels that he is capable of competing with those who practice horizontal training.
Is this divine mask so magical?
To be honest, Wang Bing found it a little hard to believe. No matter whether you are an Eastern Qigong practitioner or a Western alchemist, everything has a process.
The Eastern horizontal training requires at least a long period of training of the body, and only after a long period of training of the Qi and blood can this effect be achieved.
Even if it is quick alchemy, those that require a large amount of metal substances to be integrated into the body to refine the body, which is the so-called human body alchemy...
At the very least, these can be relied upon in accordance with the law of conservation of matter.
But what about this Wang Zhen ball?
With the divine power added to his body, he became even more powerful, and his defense increased sharply...
call!
Buzz!
Several black qi surged out from Wang Bing's body again, wrapping around the black mace and forming a black halo on its surface. Wang Bing also let out a long breath and said, "Wang Zhenqiu, if you can't wake up again, I won't hold back!"
boom!
After saying that, Wang Bing grasped the mace with both hands and swung it in the direction of Wang Zhen's ball, hitting the air directly in front of him. The huge roar brought out a sonic boom cloud, and a shock wave formed out of thin air, hitting Wang Zhen's ball directly.
The high-speed shock wave also startled the Wang family members around it. The energy contained in this shock wave was quite powerful.
Wang Bing can no longer be measured by the level of ordinary young people in the circle. But to be honest, at Wang Bing's age, many people, even though they know that Wang Bing has master-level combat power, still cannot treat a junior the same way they treat a master.
Swish!
The black wings behind Wang Zhenqiu, who was standing not far away, spread out again, but this time Wang Zhenqiu did not use the black wind anymore. Two balls of black and purple flames also emerged on his palms.
Facing the oncoming shock wave, Wang Zhenqiu neither dodged nor evaded. Instead, he punched out with his flaming fist. From a distance, it seemed as if Wang Zhenqiu's punch was hitting the air.
boom!
A wave of air spread out in all directions as the shock wave collided with the flaming fist. Even the black and purple flame on Wang Zhen's hand was shattered by this force.
At the moment when the flame on Wang Zhenqiu's right hand was dissipated, he suddenly took a deep breath, raised his left hand and blew it towards Wang who was making a swinging motion.
call!
A black and purple fire dragon was formed as Wang Zhen blew air into the ball, and it kept growing bigger in front of Wang Bing.
It's just...
This fire dragon is a dragon, which may be somewhat different from the Eastern dragon. Judging from the appearance, it should be a Western dragon, which is the so-called Yinglong in the East.
"Don't destroy public property..."
Wang Bing's voice suddenly came from behind Wang Zhenqiu, and the black mace in his hand was replaced by the Tianyuan Pen. On the Tianyuan Pen, a ball of ink was constantly rising like a floating painting.
As Wang Bing tightly grasped the gun with both hands, a huge wave suddenly rose from the ground, getting bigger and bigger in the air and rushing straight towards Wang Zhenqiu. The huge wave directly covered Wang Zhenqiu and the dragon together.
Danqing Kunpeng Water Strike!
laugh!
Suddenly, a blade of light flashed across, slashing out from the huge waves and directly breaking the ink covering it. Wang Zhenqiu's figure turned into a residual shadow and flew into the sky.
After his body stabilized, Wang Bing noticed that a pair of curved horns made of Qi had grown on the left and right sides of Wang Zhenqiu's head, and he was holding a trident with black and purple flames in his hand.
Wang Bing thought: This guy is really becoming more and more like a devil! You are cosplaying as Satan , right? Shouldn't you have a sheep's face?
What's even more terrible is that the magic circle that Wang Zhenqiu took away from Wang Bing should be the magic map of the "List", which is more or less related to Cthulhu.
In fact, Wang Bing also wanted to see if Wang Zhenqiu could give him something "unspeakable".
But, you are still using the European style!
What Jade learned is meaningless...
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Wang Zhenqiu in the demon form suddenly spoke and roared, his strange voice created ripples in the space. He raised his arms and held the trident with both hands. The trident was wrapped in black and purple flames. With a wave of his arm, the trident stabbed at Wang Bing at high speed.
"So..."
Wang used his foot to hook the tail of the Tianyuan Pen in the form of a spear, picked up the entire spear, held it in his hand, and facing Wang Zhenqiu's halberd, a stream of green water suddenly emerged from the Tianyuan Pen and pointed towards the trident.
when!
As the weapons of the two collided, a sound of metal clashing was heard, but Wang did not give Wang Zhenqiu a chance to react. It seemed that this guy was really disturbed by the divine power, and his mental strength was unable to control the divine power.
Swish!
Wang Bing held the gun in one hand to block forward, and reached for the bag behind him with the other hand. The black mace was taken out by Wang Bing again. While Wang Zhenqiu had no time to adjust his posture when the halberd stabbed down, Wang Bing's Qi energy wrapped around the black mace again. With a sudden twist of his waist, the black mace swung towards Wang Zhenqiu at high speed.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Wang Zhenqiu was hit hard on the side by the twisted mace.
The enormous force made it impossible for him to react. The blow made Wang Zhen's body bend in the direction of the black mace and fly sideways, smashing a nearby hill directly, creating a large cloud of dust that floated into the sky.
"Wang Zhenqiu, you can't be so stupid, right? I've beaten this Satan into such a mess. If you can't take back the control of your body, you'd better go back to the furnace and be remade..."
call!!
The dust was instantly blown away by a strong wind, and Wang Zhenqiu slowly broke free from the stone wall of the hill. He covered his face with one hand and held the ground tightly with the other hand. His face was ferocious, and it was obvious that he was struggling with the divinity.
Wang Bing knew a little about this prostitute. If the prostitute's mental strength could not control her body, she would most likely be controlled by the godhead.
What's even more terrible is that these people can't forcibly remove the possession of the godhead. If they do, there will only be one outcome, and that is death!
Therefore, if Wang Zhenqiu wants to get out of this state, he must first regain control of his body and then get rid of the possession of the divine nature.
