Chapter 416: Warcraft Witch Soldier Seal, Scale! (2-in-1)
The endless yellow rock ground is covered with cracks and lifeless, and a barbaric atmosphere permeates the entire world.
Above the rocky ground, thousands of miles of black clouds shrouded the sky, with streaks of thunder running through it, roaring like dragons.
The screen changed, and a strange beast appeared on the rocky ground.
It has an animal head, horse hooves, turtle body, and snake tail, and looks extremely weird.
At this moment, the neck, limbs, and waist of this strange beast were all locked with thick iron chains, making it unable to move.
Suddenly, a thunder that had been gathering momentum for a long time fell from the sky, flashed through a dazzling blue-white light, and hit the strange beast in an instant.
Thousands of thunderbolts surged forward, and the alien beast roared and roared. It was painful and angry, but there was nothing that could be done about it.
Unable to break free from the shackles of the iron chain, it could only endure the horrific thunder punishments dealt to it by this place.
This beast is called "Scale", and it is also famous for its cruelty in the wilderness. Therefore, it was captured by the Wu Clan and imprisoned Lei Ze, who was punished for a thousand years!
These scenes also appeared when Song Changming sacrificed and refined his third shaman seal.
Just like the two witch-army seals he had sacrificed before, it told him the origin of this witch-army seal.
And Song Changming also obtained the power of this ancient beast belonging to the 'scale'!
In fact, Song Changming's idea of becoming stronger has not changed.
The Demonic Ape Witch Soldier Seal gave him the power to move mountains, and his combat power was overwhelming!
The Demonic Bird Witch Soldier Seal then gave him the ultimate wind-controlling flight speed, allowing him to escape and protect himself in extreme danger.
And this Warcraft Witch Seal gave him the tortoise shell and scales of this Warcraft. Based on his twenty Little Witch Armor Seals, his physical defense capabilities were significantly updated!
In this way, Song Changming also has unprecedented protection capabilities!
It can be said that he has high hopes for this new wizard seal.
Among the three witch-soldier seals he refined, this new witch-soldier seal was undoubtedly the most difficult to mold.
If Song Changming hadn't had a lot of great demon flesh and blood to consume this time, based on his previous training progress, he might not have been able to successfully refine this Warcraft Witch Seal for another three to five years!
This is on the premise that he has a stronger physical body.
According to the clear records in the witchcraft code, the more powerful the witch seal is, the more difficult it will be to refine it.
This is an accurate rule, and it is also the reason why he has high hopes for this third witch seal.
Although it has not been tested in actual combat, Song Changming has done some testing himself.
The test results did not disappoint him, and were even a surprise beyond expectations!
After he sacrificed the Witch Soldier Seal, he found that even if he swung the sword with all his strength, and with the support of tens of millions of kilograms of mountain-moving force, it was actually difficult to break even half of his own flesh!
The tortoise-shell scales were so hard that he felt it was incredible!
From then on, he could basically be sure that no one under the Grandmaster could pose even the slightest threat to him.
Even those powerful masters may not be able to threaten him!
Because no matter how he tested, he could not touch the strength limit of this wizard seal. Maybe the same is true for the strong master!
If he didn't think this was too surprising, he would have wanted to take the initiative to find a martial arts master to have a sparring session to see the results.
After that, Song Changming calmed down, but he didn't really take the initiative to cause trouble.
This is an excellent trump card, and he doesn't have to expose it to cause trouble.
It’s winter in the blink of an eye.
This winter has not been easy for many humans.
Although the Obsidian era has passed and the demon clan has been repelled, the destruction caused by this ferocious elephant still has a profound impact on the human race.
First of all, there is a serious shortage of food for the winter, and famines of varying degrees are occurring everywhere.
Many people escaped the demon invasion during the Obsidian Period, but they starved to death this winter.
The same is true in the realm of Cuibai Road, which is in a deep food shortage situation.
Not to mention other cities and villages, even in the main city, there are many people with no clothes on and no food to eat. They live on the streets, nibbling tree bark and eating grass and leaves.
Many people were hungry and anxious, which led to many negative incidents of theft and robbery, which made officers and soldiers everywhere extremely busy.
In other words, the core urban area and the second urban area are relatively stable. Even in the third urban area, such incidents occur frequently, not to mention the fourth and fifth urban areas.
It wasn't until the spring of the next year, when food was available to provide relief, that the chaos was finally settled.
This day.
A carriage drove straight from the Second City District into the core city. When it passed the Su Mansion, the curtains of the carriage were opened, and it was Song Changming sitting inside.
Song Changming glanced at the closed door of Su Mansion.
For half a year, the Changsheng Su family maintained a aloof and aloof image as before, indifferent to the outside world, and its clan members rarely moved outside.
During this period of time, Song Changming had never even met the Su family, including Su Fengye.
The past seems to be in the past.
The carriage did not slow down and hurriedly passed by the Su Mansion, finally stopping outside the splendid Wang Mansion.
Song Changming got off the carriage and strode into it.
"I've seen the commander-in-chief!" The guards guarding the door obviously knew Song Changming and did not stop him. Instead, they saluted respectfully.
Since Song Changming took the position of commander-in-chief, he has been visiting the palace frequently.
"Has Mr. Qian gone out?" Song Changming asked.
"I haven't seen Master Qian go out today." One of the guards immediately replied.
Song Changming nodded, and after stepping into the palace, he walked around to a main hall with familiarity.
The plaque on the main hall has the word Talisman Dao written on it, and most of the Royal Talisman Masters stay here.
Among them was Qianyuan, who was with him at the time.
During this trip, Song Changming came to look for the chief talisman of the palace.
In the hall, the Talisman Masters and some Talisman Dao boys who were coming in and out, when they saw Song Changming, they all saluted immediately and respectfully called Marshal.
In terms of official position, although Song Changming was affiliated to the military department, he was still a high-ranking official.
Looking at the entire palace official system, it belongs to the second level.
In the entire Fu Dao Palace, only the three or five people with the highest Fu Dao skills could talk to Song Changming on an equal footing.
Soon, he saw Qianyuan in the palace, playing chess with another old man with a white beard.
Song Changming didn't bother him and waited quietly.
He also studied the way of chess, so he could tell at a glance that there was a fight going on on the chessboard.
A quarter of an hour later, the chess game ended, and Qianyuan lost half a move.
"Haha, I'll accept it now." The white-bearded old man laughed heartily and happily took a few high-grade spiritual crystals on the side.
It's hard to see that these two old boys are still playing chess and gambling, and their gambling money seems to be quite large. They have no achievements in cultivating their moral character at all.
"Humph, old man, this strong wind has blinded me, and I'm going astray! Don't leave if you can, and come back again!" Qianyuan said with a glare, his old face full of dissatisfaction.
"Just keep your mouth shut. I'm leaving today. If you want to give me spiritual crystals next time, remember to come to me."
The old man with the white beard was not a fuel-efficient lamp. After a few sarcastic words, he nodded at Song Changming, and then Shi Shiran walked away. "Boy, what's the matter with you today?" Qian Yuanqi asked hummingly, obviously still not recovering from the defeat on the chessboard just now.
Song Changming didn't talk nonsense. He flipped his hand and found an extra bird cage.
The cage is not big, and inside there is a bird that is completely black and glowing with ghostly fire.
The bird had no vital signs now, and only the ghost fire on the surface was still burning.
Qianyuan's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this strange exotic bird.
"You really found this night firebird."
Song Changming nodded, put down the bird cage, and said: "This bird has a strong temperament. It was good when it was caught. It's a pity that it ended its life later."
"It doesn't matter." Qianyuan looked at it for a few times and said, "He died not long ago, but it can still be used."
"It's very rare to see Firebird this night. After all, he is the new coach favored by King Cui. He is indeed quite capable."
Qianyuan patted Song Changming on the shoulder and praised him, and the depression of losing just now was gone.
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"In this case, I will tell you the location of the fierce tiger. Although I don't know what you are going to do, you must be careful, that guy is difficult to deal with.
If King Cui finds out that you are trapped in Jiuyou Land because it is related to me, then it will be my fault. "Qianyuan kindly reminded.
"Thank you for your warning, senior." Song Changming nodded.
"Come here, come and play two games with me." After Qianyuan explained the promise, he took Song Changming to sit down.
He knew Song Changming's chess skills, and he planned to practice his skills on Song Changming since he didn't play enough.
"I am very happy to play chess with my seniors, but I have recently learned something about Xumi Formation, and I am anxious to go back and think about it." Song Changming looked very embarrassed.
"You kid, if you have any confusion on the Talisman Path, ask me, ask me, ask down below!" Qianyuan said angrily.
Song Changming smiled slightly and sat down without hesitation.
The other party is the chief talisman master of the palace, and his talisman level is as high as sixth level.
Such figures before his eyes are a great treasure house of Fu Dao. It would be a pity and waste if Song Changming did not seek opportunities to ask for advice.
"Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you. Human life and energy are limited. It is both necessary and undesirable. I suggest you focus on what you are good at." Qianyuan shook his clothes and sat down. , gave another piece of clichéd advice.
"Even the Changsheng Family is not like you."
After hearing this, Song Changming smiled slightly and said, "Young man is only interested in Fu Dao. It will not delay your martial arts practice. Senior, please rest assured."
"Humph, what a greedy little devil." Qianyuan muttered in his heart, not believing what Song Changming said at all.
He has studied the third-level talisman formations, but he only said that he was interested in it. How could he believe it? It must have taken a lot of energy and time to achieve this level of talismans.
But he didn't say anything more.
After all, the friendship between the two of them was nothing more than this, and it was far from close.
Moreover, Song Changming's ability to cultivate Talisman Dao to the present level purely by himself proves that he is also talented in Talisman Dao, and it is not just wishful thinking and useless efforts.
After leaving Qianyuan, Song Changming gained a lot. He estimated that he was not far away from becoming a third-level Talisman Master.
In addition, the required information has been obtained.
"Then next"
Song Changming returned to the army to explain a few words, then went to the military headquarters to report, and then left the city alone.
Now he is the leader of an army, and only Hu Zhong, the general of troops and horses, is his superior in the Free Army Headquarters. Other than that, no one can control him.
As he was leaving the city, a general stationed at the city wall noticed his retreating figure.
"Zhao Chang, what's wrong?" Another general asked when he saw him suddenly stop and looked strange.
"Nothing." The general replied calmly and walked away without saying anything more.
On the other side, Zhao Mansion is in a quiet room.
The grandmaster of the Zhao family was sitting cross-legged among them quietly, motionless as if in trance.
If one observes carefully, one can find that the aura of this former master is somewhat disordered at the moment.
The entire quiet room was also filled with the indissoluble smell of herbs.
Ever since he was injured by the big demon more than half a year ago, the Grandmaster has not fully recovered until now.
Obviously, the injury this time has damaged his fundamentals and even shaken his martial arts foundation!
This is also the main reason for his stubborn illness.
Secondly, just like ordinary people, the same injury may be healed quickly when you are young, but it may directly kill you in your old age.
This martial arts master is also in the same situation.
As the only remaining ancestor of the Zhao family, he is too old.
The body that is about to decay is much more fragile than when it was young. Although the injury is not fatal, it is extremely difficult to recover.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed, his eyes gloomy.
He raised his hand and grabbed a corner of his clothes and looked at it. On the thin torso under the clothes, a rather deep scratch appeared in front of him, which was very ferocious.
There is still a faint evil spirit on it, which lingers in the wound and is difficult to eradicate.
"Damn it!" Zhao Wenruo gritted his teeth, hating the big demon, and by the way, he also hated King Cui in the palace.
If King Cui hadn't forcibly recruited all the masters of the aristocratic families in the city to fight against the big demon, he wouldn't have suffered this injury.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Boqi, the contemporary head of the Zhao family, knocked on the door of the quiet room.
"Ancestor, that boy has left the city again, and this time he has been in the army for a long time. He should be leaving Cuibai Road, or even leaving Yunzhou." Zhao Boqi bowed and said.
"I know." After hearing this, Zhao Wenruo put down a corner to cover the claw marks, stood up slowly, and seemed to be about to step out of the quiet room.
When Zhao Boqi saw this, he hesitated for a moment, but finally said: "But your body"
"Although I'm injured, I'm still a martial arts master. Why, is it possible that I can't deal with a mere Xiantian-level military commander?"
Zhao Wenruo glanced at Zhao Boqi, as if he knew what he was going to say, and asked in a tough tone.
"But that kid is very evil. Before" Zhao Boqi thought of the previous precedents and was still a little worried.
"Okay, if we don't hand him over to the Su family, the Su family won't help us. Huh, the blood of the Su family is so noble. This kind of dirty work has to be solved by me, an outsider. ”
Zhao Wenruo didn't want to say anything more to Zhao Boqi, so he took one step and turned into a stream of light and left the city.
(End of chapter)