There is indeed a problem with this word cultivation game

Chapter 45 Wait, You're Overwhelming Me
When Ning Pingle's heart shook and fell into astonishment, Jian Youyue seemed not to attract the attention of the filthy phantom, and began to chant in a low voice:
"Heaven~Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of ten thousand qi. Cultivate extensively for billions of kalpas, and prove my supernatural powers.

Inside and outside the Three Realms, only Tao is the only one.The body has a golden light, covering me..."

With a little trembling, Jian Youyue wanted to activate another talisman, but she didn't think about it. This gloomy knife soul like a water ghost didn't give her a chance to cast a spell, and a throwing knife transformed into muddy water burst out. Pointing at the [Golden Light Curse] talisman in her hand.

A trekking stick entwined with mantra was faster than the flying knife, and it was like being savagely swung a bat in his hand, instantly blasting the turbid water flying knife into mist.

"Go to the rooftop, don't fight him here!" Jian Youyue screamed, but Ning Pingle reacted faster.

After the mantra power covered his body, his body functions improved in all directions, and he was blessed by Jian Youyue's [Mind Purification Mantra] and [Body Purification Mantra], and his normal state was far better than usual. He immediately picked her up and rushed to the Outside her home, after turning back and forth several times in a row, she reached the roof of this building.

"Good job!" he exclaimed.

I thought that Jian Youyue would make that kind of tricky operation, but I didn't expect this guy to be quite calm when encountering a crisis.

It's like suddenly jumping onto the road in the deep mountains and old forests late at night, and the animals that are illuminated by the high beams of the vehicles will have a freezing reaction, not only will not avoid, but will even freeze in place.

When suddenly receiving a large amount of negative information feedback, the brain instantly enters a standby state, which is perfectly normal.

With Jian Youyue's character, when she encountered a crisis, she didn't kick her feet. She was short of breath and her feet were swinging on the spot. Instead, she reacted very quickly to bless him. Obviously, the desensitization training was done well.

But this is strange, with the experience of desensitization training, why can he still become an angry little coward, and dare not even talk to others?

Hard to understand.

"I~I~" Jian Youyue said with a bit of tears, "My legs are a little weak, I can't walk anymore!"

Ning Pingle: (ω)!

Come on, I gave you a high look just now, I am sorry for you.

"Open the oath mission, no~ otherwise something will happen!" Jian Youyue remembered something and tried to remind her.

"Look at the way I'm holding an idiot, like someone who can free up his hand to take out his mobile phone? Touch it yourself, that thing has caught up!"

"Oh~"

Ning Pingle was so mad that he wanted to curse, that thing was haunting, and when the malicious eyes swept over him, it would always make his scalp tingle.

Now he is holding Jian Youyue with one arm across his arms, leaving one free hand to hold the trekking pole, which is really inconvenient.

Jian Youyue remained silent, and put her hand into his trouser pocket with a sullen face while her body was jolting.

A feeling of coldness made Ning Pingle's expression stiff, and he cursed in a low voice: "If you catch the phone, take it out quickly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Pingle waved his trekking pole, like playing golf, and bombarded Yinxie Daohun who was sticking to him.

There is no skill, all the movements are brute force, but great force produces miracles!

The whistling mantra was like a gust of wind, and the stone bricks around him were blown away one after another, and the sword soul was blasted into the air like this.

"Here!" Jian Youyue handed over the phone with trembling voice, and mournfully said, "Dad, Mom, I'm not clean anymore!"

"You're fucking me at a disadvantage now! You're fighting now, what nonsense are you thinking in your head!"

Ning Pingle looked at the mobile phone handed over by Jian Youyue, and chose to accept the oath task on the screen with his fingers, then stared at the sword soul that had fallen to the ground, and said through gritted teeth:
"Who can tell me what's going on? Why did Mr. Zhang appear here and become the soul of the sword?"

Yes, the alien who appeared in front of the two of them now, called the soul of the sword, was the rightful owner of the [corpse class meeting] he had seen in the post bar before, after being sent to the hospital.The head teacher Zhang Zichuan was told that he had died suddenly.

At this moment, he happened to raise his face, his bloodshot eyes stared quietly at Ning Pingle, the soaring murderous intent wrapped in mantra, condensed into a cold blade on his body.

Thick dark circles covered the slack and lifeless pupils, looking at the two of them silently, a kind of creepy silence and silence made Ning Pingle's scalp tingle.

If Zhang Zichuan hadn't suddenly hesitated the moment Zhang Zichuan came to kill him, he wouldn't have taken the opportunity to blow him away suddenly.

It's just that under the shock of terror, an ordinary person could sing "Pick up your hijab" on the spot, and it fell on him without leaving any obvious scars.

Hell, the trekking pole wrapped in magic power felt like it was about to fall apart, and you told me "our side failed to penetrate the enemy's armor"?
"What will happen after accepting the oath mission?" Ning Pingle asked loudly.

A noisy voice came from Ning Pingle's headset, and soon Ji Ziyang's voice sounded:

"It will distort the surrounding scenes, make some areas time-slotted, and the entire area around us will be pulled into the gap that is invisible to ordinary people. Only conjurers and players can observe us.

Now even if we kill all the way over the heads of ordinary people, they can't see anything, just like the world in the mirror, and it won't affect the real world, just like entering a time slot.

Then... bow your head. "

Ning Pingle squatted down without hesitation.

"Ah~ wait! You hurt me so much..." Jian Youyue whispered.

Before she could finish speaking, a crisp voice sounded.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a gunshot.

Ning Pingle looked in the direction of Dao Soul with some stiffness.

His body was thrown backwards, a piece of his skull was blown off, his body swayed, his eyes were still coldly looking at Ning Pingle.

The next moment, his upper body swelled into a huge lump like a blown balloon.

With a bang, as if being punctured, a large amount of blood burst out of the upper body of the sword soul.

The splattered blood mixed with lumps of different colors splashed on the ground behind him, like a colorful oil painting in full bloom.

"My lord, the times have changed! Who still plays spells with you!
Spark firearms, with coated bullets engraved with special spells, will send you to heaven with one shot! "

Ji Ziyang's voice came from the Bluetooth.

Ning Pingle got up and looked towards the high platform.

From a distance, he saw Ji Ziyang standing on a tall building in the distance, holding a large sniper as tall as a person in his hand.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and run to the roof of other buildings! That thing is not dead!"

Ning Pingle turned his head and saw that the blood and flesh of the monster whose upper body was directly blown away had a vague tendency to coalesce.

He didn't dare to stay, the most direct was Jian Youyue's screams of panic, he jumped over the tall buildings about four meters away and landed on the roof of another building while holding her.

　Street diary:
　　【Word Game Diary】

　　Damn, recently I saw that the follow-up data is dropping. Fortunately, before the drop, I have successfully passed the third round of recommendation.

　　I can only say wait and see, in fact, according to the data, it should not be this result, maybe the rhythm of my writing is not compact enough, too many people have raised it, woo woo woo.

　　(Evaluation: It is judged as death at a glance, damn it, I am going to be hungry)
　　


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