Although these people seem to have their own unique knowledge, but if they really want to use their words, Zheng Ming feels that whether he can do things for himself is two words, but it is necessary to lower his cultivation by a few grades.

Thinking about who is who is costing a little more prestige points, but people are worth the price. Drawing hero cards at will is a small investment, but speaking of the effect, it is sad enough, Zheng Ming drew this martial arts card, basically useless.

Forget it, I'm not very lucky now, I'm still honestly thinking about who is who, although the prestige value is a little more, but it's not comfortable to use.

As for the prestige points, when they run out, they will earn it again.

Just when Zheng Ming drew the hero card here, in the desolate land thousands of miles away, countless galloping horses were running like a tide on the endless grassland.

Among these countless galloping horses, the one running at the forefront was a brown-red dragon horse with a height of three zhang and a length of five zhang.

The reason why he is said to be a dragon horse is because the horse is basically a dragon from the neck onwards. The golden-red dragon chant shines brightly in the sunlight.

And the four hooves, each the size of a millstone, the moment they stepped on the ground, the surrounding mountains seemed to tremble.

As far as the size of this dragon horse is concerned, it is no worse than the fire lin cow, and in terms of momentum, the momentum of the dragon horse instigating the galloping of ten thousand horses seems to be three points stronger than that fire lin cow.

In the vicinity of Ryoma, there is a group of horses of the first grade beast level, a horse herd composed of so many horses, in the huge heavenly desolate land, even if it is the Heavenly Wolf Plain. Don't dare to provoke them. And all the horses in the vicinity of Ryoma. As long as one horse is sold to the Great Jin Dynasty. can make people break their heads.

When he reached the top of a hill, Ryoma let out a dragon groan, and with this dragon groan, almost all the horses stopped running.

Ryoma's eyes seemed to imply wisdom, and his eyes were firmly fixed on a piece of grass, as if the best natural treasures in the world grew in the grass.

Clustered around Ryoma. A white and graceful mare gently rubbed the neck of the dragon horse with her body, showing her closeness to the dragon horse in turn.

For this new concubine, as the king of ten thousand horses in the Heavenly Wasteland, Ryoma used to be extremely favored.

But now, with a loud roar, it swept the white steed, which was white and seemed to be surrounded by clouds, while the white steed was about to move. Directly knocked out.

And just as the mare flew more than twenty feet away, she fell heavily to the ground. On the otherwise calm meadow, a cyan light appeared.

This cyan light, at first, was like a green veil, but slowly, the blazing cyan light was like a cyan sun.

Almost all the horses couldn't help but let out a wail at this moment, and even some of the fierce beast horses that were relatively close to the cyan light couldn't help but fall to the ground with their hooves on their knees.

Ryoma looked at the cyan light with hostility, its mouth wide open, ready to spit out the contents of its mouth in the blue light.

The blue light slowly dimmed, and a man in a purple robe appeared on the grassland, he looked at the vast heavenly wasteland, waved his sleeves slightly, and muttered in his mouth: "The wild land is too barren, and only such a region, that is, the lowest mortal, can stay." ”

"Oh, a bunch of lowly brutes, and only in a place where the birds don't poop can you gather. ”

At this point, the man's gaze fell on Ryoma's body, and he frowned at first, and then said to himself as if he had thought of something: "Well, I didn't bring my mount here now, so I reluctantly used you with me." ”

"I don't know which life you've cultivated such great blessings. ”

As he spoke, the man beckoned to Ryoma, and a big cyan hand instantly appeared in front of Ryoma and grabbed it directly towards Ryoma's neck.

This big cyan hand is three zhang square, and under one claw, all the surrounding voids are imprisoned. The fierce beast horses that had been clustered around Ryoma were all surging desperately, trying to rush towards Ryoma, but in front of them, it seemed that a wall had formed.

An invisible wall, but one that makes it difficult for them to hit the past.

Ryoma hissed, and a crimson flame erupted from his big mouth, and there was only a trace of that flame, which was as thin as a needle, but at the moment when this flame erupted, the flames between heaven and earth frantically gathered towards that trace of flame.

The purple-clothed man who originally thought that he had been caught in his hands showed a trace of strangeness in his eyes at this moment, and his mouth was even more surprised: "I didn't expect that your evil obstacle actually activated the ancient bloodline in your body." ”

"But it's a pity that your bloodline is too thin and has no shape, so for the sake of this flame bloodline in your body, I will bring you back to the Divine Palace, and save you from being in this wilderness. ”

As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand and grabbed it again into the void, and the lines converged into a giant hand that was twice as large as just now in the void, and slapped it fiercely towards the dragon horse.

The flames collided with the cyan hand in the void, turning into a fire shadow in the sky, and the man swooped down on Ryoma like a ghost.

Ryoma seemed to be stunned by the speed of the visitor, and when the man rushed to his side, Ryoma only stared at his big eyes, and did not move.

Ryoma was frightened, stunned by the lightning-fast speed of this man. But just as the man rushed to Ryoma's approach, Ryoma's hooves kicked out like lightning.

The speed of these two hooves the size of a grinding disc is too fast, even if it is Zheng Ming's lightning shock, it seems that it is not as fast as this hoof.

As the king of ten thousand horses, Ryoma, from the beginning, did not come up with his killer weapon, it was waiting, waiting for the person to approach, before sending a killing blow.

Even if a strong person with super one grade wants to avoid Ryoma's hooves, it is even more difficult, after all, the speed of this Ryoma is too fast, and the distance between him and Ryoma is too close.

However, just when someone couldn't help but exclaim, the man's body suddenly became like paper, turned into a thin piece, and then spread out in the void, and although the hooves of the dragon horse were fast, they could not kick the man.

"Evil obstacles, just with your little ability, you still want to sneak attack me, or not, I'll teach you a lesson today!"

At the moment when Ryoma's hooves fell into the air, the man's palm had strangely fallen on the top of Ryoma's head, as long as he was willing, as long as his hand was pressed heavily, he could take the life of this Ryoma.

Ryoma wailed, his voice sad, and there was a cry for mercy inside.

He took out a small ring from his storage bracelet and fastened it around Ryoma's neck, which was only the size of a palm at first, but after being buckled around Ryoma's neck, it was as thick as Ryoma's neck.

"Let's go, go to a place called the Great Jin Dynasty, and find a kid named Zheng Ming, hey, if it weren't for Mrs. Qingmeng who had to find him, why would I bother for a native!"

A piece of iron made of hundreds of catties of stainless steel was grabbed by Zheng Ming with both hands, and with the force of his hands, the iron began to stretch.

In a few breaths, the iron turned into a two-foot-long, uneven piece of iron.

This piece of iron looks like the worst quality work made by a blacksmith of the lowest level, but Zheng Ming is very satisfied with his work.

Not only is he very satisfied, but he can even be said to be overjoyed. Because this piece of iron made of stainless steel was pulled out by him with both hands.

That's right, with the strength of his own body, he pulled the iron piece into an iron piece little by little, and even Zheng Ming felt that with the strength of his own body, he could directly pull this iron piece off.

Immeasurable divine blood, obtained from Li Yuanba's immeasurable divine blood, finally let Zheng Ming make up for it, although this immeasurable divine blood is also not much in Li Yuanba's body, but with this immeasurable divine blood, it makes Zheng Ming feel that the strength of his physical body is increasing crazily.

Ten thousand pounds of power!

Zheng Ming felt that this word was difficult to describe his strength. He felt that now, with the power of his body alone, he could completely crush a martial artist below the third rank.

Of course, in order to make up for this immeasurable divine blood, Zheng Ming spent a million yellow reputation points.

But he felt that the consumption of this million yellow reputation points was still worth it. After all, martial arts card characters, it takes one million reputation points to choose one.

If you choose all of a person's skills, you need 10 million yellow reputations.

Although he has 20 million yellow reputation, there are too many things he wants to use, and he finds that his reputation is a bit insufficient.

If you want to come to ten Emperor Shakti and let yourself get all the skills of Emperor Shakti, it's hateful, 10 million yellow reputation points can also be exchanged for a Xianxia character.

Woo, all the ancestors in Shu Mountain, the big and small monsters that stir up the Golden Mountain, all of them have high mana, and one-tenth of them is also of great use to Zheng Ming.

The hateful thing is that without Zhenyuan, I can't urge these things.

Therefore, after struggling for a long time, Zheng Ming finally chose Li Yuanba and Zhao Zilong to strengthen his body.

Two million yellow reputation points were smashed down, and the two bloodlines of Yanhuang Battle Blood and Infinite Divine Blood had already been fully replenished on Zheng Ming's body.

Throwing down the iron piece with his hand, Zheng Ming touched the bracelet in his hand, and the two handles weighed 3,000 catties, and the iron hammer made of Arctic black iron appeared in Zheng Ming's hand.

This hammer is a relic left by the Sikong family in the Great Jin Dynasty, because it is too bulky and no one uses it, so it has been locked in the treasure house of the palace.

After Zheng Ming replenished the immeasurable divine blood, he felt that the strength in his body was a little inexhaustible, so he wanted to practice the hammer method, after all, Li Yuanba's drum urn golden hammer method, he also got it.

So this pair of giant hammers, which can be called three-grade blades, have become Zheng Ming's playthings now. (To be continued.) )

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