Chapter 116 The leader of the Seven Commandments vs. the leader of Shushan
“Thunder in the palm of my hand!”
Thunder light erupted from Zhang Xiaoyi’s hand, and several bolts of thunder and lightning flowed through the small pavilion, creaking like a thousand birds chirping. .
The seven men in red robes were not afraid of death and rushed forward against the thunder and lightning.
Some people have been scorched by electricity, but they don’t slow down.
A fight breaks out in the park.
The fighting power of these seven people was not high, and they were quickly wiped out in the thunder and lightning.
Zhang Xiaoyi took off his hood, his face showing shock.
It is a rotten human face.
Looks like he has been dead for a long time.
These seven people are all dead!
Dead people can move?
Zhang Xiaoyi understood that there was a supernatural being manipulating corpses nearby.
He frowned and looked around cautiously, his mental energy spreading like a spider web around him, and he finally found it.
There is a man in red robe hiding in the woods not far away.
He chased towards the woods. The man in red robe also knew that he was exposed, and fled quickly after being surprised.
The man in red robe is obviously not as fast as Zhang Xiaoyi who has comprehended the power of [Thunder Technique].
He soon caught up with him.
“Stop!”
Zhang Xiaoyi stretched out his hand and grabbed the man in red robe.
The man in red robe dodged, and the red robe was torn off by Zhang Xiaoyi.
Zhang Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, this is a blonde beauty.
"That's almost enough."
A low voice came from deep in the woods, and another man in red robe came out.
The difference is that this man in red robe is holding a dead tree root filled with runes and formations.
The blonde beauty quickly hid behind the man in red robe and looked at Zhang Xiaoyi coldly.
Zhang Xiaoyi stretched out, yawned, and asked with empty eyes:
“It’s been a long time since I had a good fight. First, tell me who you are?”
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The man in red robe said solemnly:
“We are members of the Seven Commandments Society and followers of the King of Hell.”
Zhang Xiaoyi frowned.
He has never heard of the Seven Commandments.
The King of Hell. . . . . . .
He remembered that in the ancient tomb, in the vision of the Eight-foot Bride, it was [Hell] that provoked the war, so the end of the law came.
The followers of the King of Hell are followers of that god?
Inertial thinking led Zhang Xiaoyi to believe that the history of the Seven Commandments Society may be traced back to ancient times, before the Tang Dynasty.
The man in red robe continued:
"Disciple Shushan, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business.
Are you really going to go against me for that unclean woman? ?
The world would be a better place without sinners. ”
As he spoke, black flames burst out from the roots of the dead tree, and a rich Yin Qi spread.
Disciple of Shushan?
Zhang Xiaoyi became more convinced of his guess.
Zhang Xiaoyi felt that he might not be able to take advantage of that person.
However, he was not afraid and was full of fighting spirit.
Monks are never afraid of fighting!
Red scales appeared on Zhang Xiaoyi’s eyebrows, his eyes bursting with lightning, and he walked towards the man in red:
“Whether he is guilty or not depends on the official rules and order.
< br>It doesn’t matter now, I just want to fight with you.”
Ma Tao sneered:
"I don't believe in that, I only believe in the rules of the Seven Commandments Society.
It seems that we can't reach an agreement, so let's fight."
Ma Tao waved the ten deadly sins in his hand, Ten terrifying undead appeared.
Zhang Xiaoyi was covered in thunder and lightning and instantly appeared in a circle surrounded by ten undead.
It’s not like Zhang Xiaoyi is surrounded by the undead, but it’s like he is surrounded by the undead.
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After a fierce battle, Zhang Xiaoyi was breathing heavily and had some wounds on his body.
Ma Tao also felt bad, eight of the ten undead were killed.
Although the undead can slowly recover and resurrect with mental power after returning to the Ten Deadly Sins, Ma Tao's combat power is currently greatly reduced.
“I look down upon you.”
Ma Tao said, directing the remaining two undead to come to him.
Ma Tao and the blonde beauty rode on the undead and ran towards the outside of the park.
Even if Zhang Xiaoyi wanted to pursue him, his mental strength was not enough and his physical strength was too much.
It is impossible to catch up with the undead by relying on your legs.
Zhang Xiaoyi took out the phone and dialed a number:
"Nanhai Branch of the Security Administration?
I am Zhang Xiaoyi, from the Huxin Pavilion of Labor Park. An abnormal event was discovered."
The Security Administration responded quickly to the resurgence of spiritual energy.
During the Spring Festival, branches have begun to be set up in various first-tier cities.
It is planned to be set up in the first month of the year.
Nanhai is the first branch established by the Security Administration. . . . . . .
Shushan Taoist Temple.
"Master."
"Good evening, Master."
Several Shushan disciples who did not go home during the Chinese New Year and were practicing swordplay in a Taoist temple greeted them respectfully.
Most of these Shushan disciples are young men who hate evil as much as they hate it, and are a little bit middle-class.
Zhang Xiaoyi nodded to his disciples and returned to his room.
He sat on a chair, his head resting on his hands, looking at the round moon outside, thinking a lot.
"Seven Commandments..."
"Is the world so dangerous now?"
"Is the Imperial City also dangerous?"
A trace of worry appeared on his face, worrying about his parents in the Imperial City.
Perhaps it’s not because he’s worried, but because after his master’s death, he has nowhere to go.
Zhang Xiaoyi took the phone and wanted to dial the number, but when he saw the time, it was already one o'clock. He should have gone to bed early, right?
He thought for a while and sent a text message to his mother.
"Are you and my dad okay?"
His mother didn't even sleep, and quickly replied:
"Your dad is dying."
< br>Zhang Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment.
Father is sick?
Is my mother taking care of my father if she is not sleeping at this time?
Zhang Xiaoyi dialed the number:
"Mom, what happened to my dad?"
The other side was quiet for a while and said:
"Your father is sick, why don't you come back."
Zhang Xiaoyi became extremely nervous.
Can't father's illness be cured in the imperial capital?
How serious is this?
Lingzhu Xiancao should be useful.
After his father becomes a transcendent, he can try to use his spiritual power to treat him.
Zhang Xiaoyi asked:
"Which hospital?"
The mother over there said:
"I am terminally ill and cannot be cured. I am at home. ”
Zhang Xiaoyi hung up the phone and searched for flight information.
The fastest is tomorrow morning, but there are still tickets for the high-speed rail.
It was almost the next morning.
Zhang Xiaoyi quickly booked tickets and walked towards the outside of Shushan Taoist Temple.
. . . . . .
Zhang Xiaoyi was not the only one who couldn't sleep this late at night.
Nanhai, mid-level villa, study room.
The room is full of waste paper, and the paper is filled with all kinds of spells and formations.
Li Yang kept calculating on the new paper with a pen, his brows furrowed, and he was extremely attentive.
After the last trace of mental energy was consumed, Li Yang crumpled the black paper on the table into a ball and threw it away casually.
He leaned back on the chair, put his feet on the table, lit a cigarette, and his mind was spinning.
After obtaining the fourth talent, Li Yang was not in a hurry to study powerful spells and spells.
In this world, he is almost immortal.
In terms of combat power, he is a fourth-level god of death, and also owns the Eight Apostles and the Devil Club.
He doesn't care whether he has the power to burn the sky and boil the sea. What he wants is to truly become a god and master the handle of the god.
Moreover, level up will awaken new talents, and among the new talents there will always be one with strong combat ability.
The important thing now is to make the resurgence of spiritual energy more intense.
Currently, Xia State has four extraordinary forces: Shushan, Fu Zong, Security Administration, and Seven Commandments Society.
There are also some lucky people who accidentally ate the fairy grass, opened up the sea of spirit, and became casual cultivators.
These extraordinary forces and casual cultivators are the first batch of experimental subjects.
These experimental products also successfully allowed Li Yang to enter the fourth level.
But if you want to ascend to the throne of God according to Li Yang's ideas, these are far from enough.
More people are needed to become extraordinary. The more prosperous the extraordinary civilization is, the closer Li Yang will be to the throne of God.
Li Yang is studying a spell or a formation that can make more people extraordinary.
He has his own ideas.
Create a huge magic circle in the sky.
The essence of the magic circle is to share spiritual power, which is the same as the enlightenment mentioned by the old madman Mo Yulin.
That magic circle will distribute a large amount of spiritual power, and then open up the spiritual sea of some people.
Li Yang exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes dark.
He suddenly discovered that the current world is like an online game.
Zhang Xiaoyi, Mo Yulin and others are closed beta players.
The next vision of heaven and earth will make some people become second test players.
The more players there are and the more enthusiastic the players are, the more profits Li Yang will make as a game developer.
(End of this chapter)