Chapter 387 Reincarnation, Dream
The world in memory reincarnated again and again, and Bai Bian's eyes began to take on a wild look.
His sword skills are getting better and better.
If you can see the panel, then among the skills on the panel, the basic swordsmanship has reached the advanced swordsmanship in a very fast time, and the proficiency is still rising sharply, gradually moving towards the master-level swordsmanship. go.
The price of becoming a master of swordsmanship quickly is that the self in Bai Bian's eyes is getting smaller.
At this moment, he has begun to think about things with Alex's thinking. In exchange, his sword skills will continue to accelerate. It won't be long before the alchemist will also become a master of sword skills.
The only difference from a normal sword master is that it should be difficult for him to realize the meaning of the sword. There is also a possibility of a dark side. Everything about an alchemist is not suitable for the path of a warrior.
When the scene returns to the flame again.
Bai Bian raised his head slightly, and the flames passed by the tip of his nose with scorching heat.
The flames smell like burning corpses, which makes people very uncomfortable.
Bai Bian took a step back again, and a scorching figure drew its claws across the void.
When~
The bone blade blocked the sharp energy of the claws, and the powerful force shook Bai Bing back continuously, leaving two deep ravines on the ground with his feet.
His eyes were full of ferocity and vigilance at this moment. Under the moonlight, a strange cat with a human body, a cat's tail, its whole body covered with hair, and red flames was looking at it with murderous intent. With white plague.
In his memory, Alex killed the Red Flame Cat Tribe because of some resources, and the strongest man happened to be out hunting at that time.
And now it's back, and Alex is on the verge of death for the first time.
Bai Bian felt his body, and his eyes gradually became indifferent.
Same as countless times before, any ability of the 'White Plague' cannot be used.
But it doesn't matter, now he has enough skills to defeat the cat tribe in front of him.
Lowering his body slightly, he made a fist with his left hand, and a bone blade formed the shape of a dagger.
The long knife in his right hand was placed under the dagger.
The next moment.
The cats and the white plague disappeared at the same time.
Zheng~
Boom!
In the air, a harsh collision sounded, and the surrounding wild land rippled slightly, and dense slash marks destroyed the earth.
Dang Dang Dang.
No figure can be seen in the void, only constant collision sounds and a sense of sharpness.
Bai Bian feels the most instinctive hunting, which is the collision of beast skills and sword skills.
In fact, many times, the technique of the Red Flame Cat Clan is the only technique. Every attack they make is to kill the opponent.
Each of their attacks is done in the least labor-intensive way, causing the highest damage. There is no skill, and the best skill comes later.
But why is it Alex’s skills that remain in the end?
The reason is simple, because the same is true for knife skills.
Alex's sword skills were learned through life and death battles.
He combines the skills of hunter, prey, and all fighting skills.
Every move is the same as that of a beast, but with some additional tricks and energy usage, making this beast-like killing move even more difficult to defend and parry.
This is what swordsmanship looks like in the beginning, and in fact the same is true for swordsmanship. In other words, the fighting skills of all combat professions actually lead to the same goal through different paths.
It’s nothing more than making yourself less injured and killing the opponent.
Only intention is the essence of the sublimation of these skills, knife intention, sword intention, fist intention, while beasts only have killing intention.
In the collision with the cat tribe, Bai Bian's body was gradually damaged, and bright red blood gurgled out from the wound.
The opponent's skills are above the advanced sword skills.
And every attribute also crushes Alex's body.
This gradually puts Bai Bing at a disadvantage.
But as his sword skills continued to improve, Bai Bian seemed to feel something.
“After all, is there a difference?”
The low murmur was hidden in the collision. Bai Bie slightly stepped back half a position, the moment the dagger in his left hand collided with the sharp claw.
Zheng!
The long knife was lifted up, and an extremely strong intention burst out in an instant. At this moment, Bai Bing seemed to have truly become Alex. The knife intention was fierce and surging, like the top hunter attacking. Like prey, everything about Alex appears in this knife.
The world stood still at this moment. The red flame cat's vertical pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip. It didn't understand. It was obviously just an ordinary collision, why did it suddenly turn into this?
It seems to be dying.
But isn't the battle evenly matched and exhausting the opponent's physical strength and magic power?
This intention seems to be not a simple murderous intention!
Zheng~
The light of the knife passed by, and the cat man stood still in place.
Bai Bian's eyes flashed.
It seems that something key has been grasped.
But he couldn't control his body anymore, as if he was going through the plot. He could only follow this body, continue to practice swordsmanship, fight, and understand Alex's swordsmanship.
Until the next life and death crisis comes.
Boom!
Before Bai Bing could react this time, a huge sense of crisis enveloped Bai Bing, and he subconsciously ran forward.
But the next moment, he was knocked down by a wild beast.
Zheng~
The sword's intention reappeared, and the beast's cry had not yet been completely released. Suddenly, more sense of crisis came.
His vision went dark, and his perspective slowly changed to that of him lying on the ground.
That one was the ancient ferocious beast eating gluttonously!
In some extremely ancient records, it seems that this race was wiped out by the ancient gods, but later a newly rising force found the fragments and finally revived.
At that time, hell had not yet taken shape.
While thinking about it, he always felt that he had forgotten something, but he was always looking for that feeling, and a voice always sounded in his heart: Find the feeling just now, and all crises will be solved——
Boom!
The flames, the endless flames are roaring, and the undead natural disasters are coming again. Countless undead creatures seem to have been summoned, constantly appearing on the battlefield, rushing forward one after another.
A huge being was fighting desperately against a flame giant.
That is the power of the forbidden curse, and Guan Xin is squeezing himself desperately at this time.
What about God, and what about the white plague?
Now, it is his official reputation that is at the forefront, he will not be worse than anyone else!
The determination in his eyes became more and more obvious.
The power in the body is still overloaded and exploding.
Whenever a crisis is about to strike, there is always a force to stop the attack of the gods.
That was the power from another god. Although it was a world away, it also kept him from being so embarrassed while the forbidden curse lasted.
"Death."
In the distance, the whispers of the gods were not obvious. They felt the city in the sky getting closer and closer, and the huge shadow had already appeared in their sight. The end.
Under the oppressive sky, it was flying towards the center of the Federation with a terrifying sense of crisis.
This is the reason why God dare not take action.
But it doesn’t matter.
The second round of terrifying aura of the ancient god rose into the sky, making the dark red sky even more oppressive.
Dark clouds are looming.
This seems to be the case when the ancient gods fight against the new gods. The beings in each world gave birth to extremely powerful evil beings.
A large part of these ancient and evil existences have been eliminated, but a larger part still remains in some sealed places.
These beings are truly evil beings who have reached the level of gods. When the new gods were around, they also went to destroy them.
But for the irrational gods, the best place to seal is the dimensional turbulence. They cannot leave that kind of place by their own strength.
The dimensional turbulence is a weird territory, and it is not easy for new gods to invade. Therefore, those evil beings who have fallen into certain dreams or some weird things can be awakened in this era.
However, there are not too many of these evil beings. Currently, only two sleeping consciousnesses have responded to the summoning power of the ancient gods. Only seven of the evil beings who were exiled from Shia in ancient times are now left. indivual.
Dian's eyes darkened slightly. These evil beings were all god-level. Although they did not have that much expertise, they were still a huge challenge.
She looked in the direction of the ancient god with some worry.
“Go, I can withstand it.”
Guan Xin's voice suddenly sounded, and the aura on his body suddenly increased, and the flames began to melt everything around him.
God, actually retreating from this force.
Dian was silent for a moment, then the staff tapped slightly in the void, and her figure gradually faded away. She needed to stop these two evil beings from coming, otherwise she would be in big trouble.
“Hoo~”
On the city wall of the capital, Luo Men breathed a long sigh of relief. There was nothing inside or outside the city at this time.
Under the command of Yuan Tang, the legions from the capital also began to send to the border towns. The current capital has high-level legendaries stationed there, so these troops are not needed.
They are just like Diane's army of the undead. They are useless except as meat pads and blocking the footsteps of God.
Yuan Tang glanced at Luo Men, who was gradually losing his mental activity behind him, and once again looked at the instrument in his hand that could view the federal panorama.
In the instrument, only scenes of war gradually remained, and among them, the woman who took the initiative to attack God made him frown.
He looked at the huge mechanical disc at the end of his field of vision and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.
"What's wrong with you."
"Why are you here?"
In a peaceful jungle, an old man is sitting on a rocking chair, holding a boom in his hand.
Close your eyes and relax.
There was a pleasant atmosphere all around him. Not far from this small lake, there was a city without walls.
High-rise buildings, smooth Lubao Road, people's faces are full of smiles and comfort.
The streets are filled with the cries of food, and some women are arguing with the adults and aunties who buy vegetables and sell meat over the price of meat.
They had a heated debate over a copper coin, but in the end, the merchant compromised because of the sentence, "If you don't sell it, forget it."
What an ordinary scene, but it made Luo Men silent.
He recalled that a long time ago, this frail old man called him to his side when he returned.
The elder granted Luomen access to his spiritual plane.
He seemed to have encountered this scene a long time ago.
But.
He raised his head and looked at the city not far away. He had never seen this kind of scene, but he had heard the description of it by an old woman when he was a child.
What a pity.
"Lao Li, did you catch the fish?"
An old voice sounded.
Luo Men raised his head and looked in disbelief.
An old woman with a full face was walking this way carrying a vegetable basket.
The surrounding scene gradually became something more. It was a wooden house at that time. The wooden house was not big, with only a living room and a bedroom, but it had a warm feeling.
After saying this, the fish bit the rod.
A look of interest appeared on Lao Li's face. He sat up suddenly and tugged on the fishing rod: "Haha, I'm so lucky, Shiyun. My luck always gets so good every time you come here. ."
As he finished speaking, a fat and tender crucian carp was fished out of the water. It kept flapping, bringing a fishy smell to the air.
"Hey~ I'm really lucky. How did you know that I bought tofu? I'll give you fish soup later." The old woman approached with a smile, took the fish from Lao Li's hand and put it in In the vegetable basket.
She seemed to have noticed the extra person next to her only now.
She looked up and down, a little confused: "Old Li, this is..."
"My apprentice, called"
Old Li was a little confused, turned around and asked Luo Men: "You What's it called?"
Luo Men was stunned and put away the emotion in his eyes. He was no longer consistent. He was indifferent and replied enthusiastically: "Luomen, the all-encompassing Luomen, is the door of the gate. This name was given by the master, saying it means opening a new era."
Old Li was stunned, Mo He twitched his chin: "Really? Am I that educated?"
The old woman named Shiyun next to her laughed and scolded: "I told you that you are old and confused, but you still don't listen. When did you secretly recruit apprentices outside? And what skills can you, an old fisherman, teach others? You I can only lose one fish a day."
Lao Li was a little unconvinced: "Who said that I would starve you one day? If those old guys didn't ask me to play chess every day, I would definitely be able to. Just like when I was young, I catch a lot of fish every day."
"Haha, you also know that you are not doing your job all day long?"
Shiyun said and turned to him. Rolling his eyes: "I have guests today and I'm too lazy to talk to you. Come on, come on. You cook today and I'll talk to Ronaldinho."
"I'll come, I'll come. Master likes to eat this, so I'll cook it." ”
Luo Men quickly took the food basket, and his eyes became moist unconsciously. He seemed to remember that when he was very young, such an old voice also coaxed him gently and quarreled with the person who established order.
It is a pity that mortals will not be able to control life and death, and the life span of gold is still too short.
He only remembered that gentle childhood. When the master's teachings were too strict, there would always be a gentle voice arguing with the master and protecting him behind him.
Finally, I looked at my stubborn but stubborn back again, sighed again and again, and turned around to make a bowl of fish soup myself.
Shiyun saw Luo Men killing fish skillfully, thought about it, and didn’t stop him for some reason.
Sitting not far away with Lao Li, he looked at Luo Men with a smile and asked in a low voice: "Do you feel that this kid is familiar?"
"Nonsense, my apprentice, how can I not be familiar with him?" What?”
“Uh, tusk, I mean I’m familiar with you.”
“You?” Lao Li looked at Shiyun up and down, and finally shook his head: “You haven’t seen it before. How come it’s familiar?”
“How do you know I haven’t seen it?”
Lao Li was stunned for a moment, then raised his head arrogantly: "This brat hasn't even started training yet. I will definitely hand over a perfect disciple to inherit my mantle."
As he spoke, his cloudy eyes turned. Turning around, he said with a smile: "Actually, when those old men asked me to play chess, I didn't go many times. I just went to teach this kid. I I came here to give you a surprise, but I didn’t expect it."
Shiyun looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"
"Of course, when did I ever lie to you?"
"Old Li, do you know? When you lie, your hands will grab the corners of your clothes and your eyes will look up."
"Ahem, nonsense, I have never told a lie, it must be your misunderstanding."
"Haha, after a lifetime, I can still admit my mistakes? Come on, forget it, I think this young man also We hit it off so well, let’s forget it this time, next time”
“Hey, there’s no next time.”
Two old voices kept ringing.
Luo Men looked at the prepared fish and the pot set up, with some struggle in his eyes. Master’s obsession is peace and people’s living and working in peace and contentment.
It was difficult outside, but in his dream he could have the life he dreamed of, and his mistress was still alive
Do I really want to wake him up?
I am already a ninth-level legend. It seems not bad if I let the master just leave with sweet dreams.
At least in his dream he could live the life he dreamed of.
Five hundred years ago.
Master is so tired
The aroma began to dissipate, and Luo Men took a sip of the fish soup.
The taste is still so familiar, but why is it so salty?
(End of this chapter)