The scaly leopard rushed forward, running at lightning speed, so fast that it was impossible to see its figure. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Linghou jumped out of the way, cast a sword thunderbolt, and an invisible sword shadow rushed straight towards the scale leopard.

The sword shadow couldn't see the figure, and in an instant, it flew in front of the scaly leopard and stabbed it towards the scaly leopard's head.

Sensing the danger, the scaly leopard's hair stood on end, but he couldn't see any danger, and his eyes showed a little hesitation.

"Poof" A blood flower flew out, and the center of the scaly leopard's eyebrows was hit open by the thin smoke and penetrated.

The strange beast fell, and its eyes were full of remorse, anger, disbelief, fear, and all kinds of complex emotions, surging like a tide, and finally all frozen.

Killing the scale leopard, Wang Ling looked at the corpse, and admired in his heart, it was really a powerful beast.

The fur was like beautiful satin, thick and soft, the scales were like the hardest metal, indestructible, and there were four claws, very sharp, able to crush ten thousand pounds of boulders.

The whole body of the leopard is full of treasures, claws, fur, scales, and teeth, all of which are rare and precious materials.

After checking it, Wang Ling was satisfied with the corpse of the scale leopard and put it into the Qiankun bag, with a satisfied expression on his face.

With Wen Ruo on his back, Wang Ling rushed straight to the outside of the castle.

There was a 'boom' sound, and the whole castle seemed to lose its support, trembling, and boulders fell from the zenith.

The castle was about to collapse, Wang Ling sped up, his body lit up with golden light, hit the boulders that had fallen down, and rushed out of the castle.

He turned around, and the castle was crumbling, houses were falling, bricks and stones were falling, and for a moment, the smoke and dust were in the sky, and the sound was terrifying, as if a giant was trampling on it.

In the ruins, Wang Ling saw an altar that was shocked, mottled and tattered. But it was tough, and it was unusually that it was not destroyed in the fall of the castle.

Wang Ling looked at the altar with a pensive gaze. The altar was so appealing to him that he decided to investigate it.

He had just stepped into the ruins, and almost at the moment when his footsteps fell, he suddenly sensed a strange aura.

Pieces of masonry flew up, then combined with each other, lingering, forming rows of walls, buildings, and finally turned into a castle, which seemed to be exactly the same as the castle before it collapsed.

Wang Ling's eyes were bright, he looked at the castle in surprise, did not speak, and after a while, he continued to walk forward.

The castle has collapsed, this is an undeniable fact, and the castle in front of you may be an illusion.

Sure enough, as soon as he took a few steps, the castle immediately twisted, and the buildings and walls were deformed and became a street.

A long street, surrounded by shops, high-rise buildings, pedestrians rushing back and forth, traffic is endless, and in front, the altar is high, like a huge mountain, in sight.

"Sure enough, it's an illusion." Wang Ling was silent, his heart was already determined, and his footsteps did not stop at all.

With a "squeak", a tram passed in front of him, and beside the tram, two figures attracted his attention.

A little boy carries a little girl on his back, all dressed in tatters, out of place with the bright and gorgeous streets.

The expressions around him were indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to the two children, but Wang Ling's gaze fell on the two children in an instant when they appeared.

"Don't cry."

"Hmm." The girl wiped tears vigorously and looked down at one of her feet, swollen to the size of a fist.

Looking at the two children, Wang Ling stopped, as if there was an unusual magic power in those two children.

His mind was buzzing, and his memory flashed back to a distant time.

……

The bustling city, which has nothing to do with him, and whose stomach is still rumbling, the boy drags his heavy steps and walks beside a railroad track.

The ruined railroad tracks, which spread to the end of the mountain forest, were as alien to the bustling city as he was.

A dilapidated locomotive sits in the distance, with a clumsy figure, like a dying old man.

Xiao Wang Ling looked a little desperate, looking around, looking a little lost.

"Ah Zero, I found you."

The voice came from a distance, and he looked back to see a girl dressed in the same tattered as him, but with big eyes, looking at him with concern, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I lost the C." Xiao Wang is childish.

Machine C is a kind of computer brain equipment, and this kind of machine in this school is eliminated from the military and has been considered scrapped.

If it is an ordinary person, if it is lost, it will be lost, and at most it will lose some money. But for him, the loss of the testing machine is a little different, the key is in compensation, they have no money.

As the sun set, the two children did not find the testing machine and had to return.

Along the way, Xiao Wang Ling carried the girl on his back, and when the girl's feet were walking, they accidentally broke down, which was red and swollen, and looked very serious.

"Does it hurt?" Xiao Wang asked with zero concern.

The girl shook her head, looking at him with a calm face and big clear eyes, "I didn't find it, I'm sorry." ”

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

Back at school, Xiao Wang Ling did not hide it, found the teacher, and told the truth. After listening to this, the teacher thought for a while, "It's lost, it's a bit troublesome, let's look for it again." ”

"Well, I'll look for it tomorrow."

"I'll go with you tomorrow." The little girl said beside her.

"No, you still have to recuperate." Xiao Wang Ling cares about the little girl very much.

The little girl shook her head, her attitude was very resolute, "No, my injury is not a big deal compared to finding a testing machine." ”

Seeing the girl's determined eyes, Xiao Wang said: "But you have to be careful, promise me that if you can't let the foot injury worsen, I'll let you go." ”

"A word is a certainty, pull the hook."

The two dolls' immature little hands pulled together, and both faces showed determination, to find the testing machine.

The next day, it was another sunset.

The boy carried the girl on his back and walked on the abandoned railroad tracks.

This track, which was built 80 years ago, is now an antique, and the old locomotive will be scrapped in the next moment.

"Wang Ling, do you think this road will come to an end?" The girl suddenly asked a few words.

Xiao Wang's eyes were bright, and he nodded, "Well, it will, hold on." ”

"Hmm." The girl nodded, leaning tightly on the boy's back.

A loud bang came from afar, billowing smoke, drowning out their vision.

Xiao Wang's eyes widened, and there was disbelief in his gaze, the school they relied on for survival was drowning in the monstrous fire.

"Not good." The two children screamed together.

They quickened their pace, and before they reached the school, they heard a roar, and soon saw puppet-like figures rushing towards them.

The danger came to his face, which made Xiao Wang Ling's eyes widen, and he made a decision in an instant, turned around and ran.

"How so?" The girl looked at the whole school that was flooded with corpses, and she was very sad.

"I don't know, but I'll take you out." Xiao Wang said very resolutely.

"Okay." The girl's body shrunk tighter than the boy's.

……

Wang Ling suddenly came back to his senses, with a hint of warmth in his eyes, and slowly walked through the street, standing in front of the altar.

This altar must have a deep meaning here.

He looked around, and saw a staircase leading to the zenith of the altar, section after section, with a smooth surface, as if it had been newly built.

After watching for a moment, he stepped up the steps.

One step, two steps, three steps......

As he took ten steps, he gradually felt the heaviness in the air, and a heavy pressure fell on him above the altar, trying to push him down the steps.

Wang Ling was silent, his eyes were as calm as water, and he continued to walk upward.

That force grew heavier and heavier, multiplying exponentially with each step.

Wang Ling's footsteps did not stop, his body was straight, exuding a majestic momentum, like a demon king.

Half of the stairs were gradually crossed by him, and a rumbling sound sounded in the air, as if the sky was angry.

The coercion in the void was like the top of a mountain, but this force fell on him like a mud cow into the sea, and it did not cause any change in the slightest.

It's really amazing, if an ordinary person walks here, and his body encounters this force, I'm afraid that it will directly turn into flesh.

Even if you are a powerful warrior, you will die if you walk here.

It is surprising that a castle has such a peculiar altar.

Thinking of this, Wang Ling's eyes showed essence.

He took one step at a time, faster than Fang Cai, and under this heavy pressure, he actually accelerated his pace.

Ka.

A staircase, a crack appeared at his feet, and it could not withstand his strength.

Wang Ling did not stop, step by step, his figure was like the wind, and bursts of muffled thunder erupted.

The air around him exploded, and Qi Qi pressed towards him, and the force in the air increased by more than twenty times, pushing him down the steps together.

But the footsteps did not stop, and like a wild bull, he crashed into it, and fought against this fierce force with his own strength.

At the moment of contact, a wave rolled up in the air, and the black swirl rushed straight into the sky, like a twelve-level tornado.

Wang Lingqiang broke through this force, stepped into the zenith of the altar, stood at the top, and looked around.

Click......

Cracks appeared on the surface of the altar, the body slowly shrank, the masonry cracked, and the illusions below also wavered.

Eventually, the altar was reduced by a factor of twenty, all illusions vanished, and everything seemed to be at peace.

Wang Ling heard a strange voice coming from inside the altar, "Plop, plop... "It's like a heartbeat.

"It is."

Under the investigation of consciousness, Wang Ling was surprised to see the situation inside the altar, and couldn't help but gasp.

Inside the altar, there was a heart in the air.

There are no blood vessels attached to the heart, but the heart is alive, and a lot of blood is coming out, and you can see the blood boiling inside.

The heart is really peculiar, there are no blood vessels connected to it, it is not connected to any body, it is only kept in the altar, but it is alive.

After a moment of thought, Jin Mang burst out of his body and landed on the altar with a fist.

He used seven points of strength for this punch, and if it was an ordinary building, it could be exploded with one punch, and after landing on the altar, it only opened a crack.

"It's so sturdy." Wang Ling used all his strength, his fist was pressing, and the rolling waves of qi spread, bringing a buzzing thunder.

The altar trembled under the punch, and without any resistance, was pierced, revealing a bright red heart underneath.

Plop, plop, plop.

The heart is still beating, and there is still vitality, which is very strange.

Originally, he was already surprised when he saw it from his consciousness, but now he saw it with his own eyes, which made him stunned for a long time.

"A living heart, well, for me, will be of great use." Wang Ling reached out and grabbed the heart, left the altar with it, and stood outside the ruins, looking at the place again.

After not finding anything, he decisively took Wen Ruo and left without the slightest stop.

A month later, Wang Ling returned to the Phoenix Palace and entered retreat again.

After leaving the customs, Xiaochun found Wang Ling, with a look of joy on his face, "Young master, I found everything you wanted." ”

"Okay, bring them all."

Xiaochun handed over a Qiankun bag, Wang Ling took it and checked it, and then nodded with satisfaction, "Good job." ”

"Thank you, young master, for the compliment." Koharu looked happy.

Wang Ling came to the backyard with the Qiankun bag, and a corpse was thrown out by him, almost the size of a calf, well-preserved, it was the scaly leopard.

After this strange beast was harvested by him, he did not strip the material, and intended to use it for another use.

A flash flashed in Wang Ling's mind, and a secret method slowly emerged, it was the necromancy.

He plans to travel far away, and needs some treasures for self-defense, of course it is better to be able to build it himself, but unfortunately no, he can only use some secret methods to achieve it, this puppet made by necromancy is also a kind of it, and now he has all the materials and wants to try it.

This secret method divides puppets into bronze, silver, and gold corpses, and requires three special ways to quench the corpses to obtain.

There are three kinds of corpses, from low to high, with the golden corpse being the most powerful.

Wang Ling took out the ingredients in the Qiankun bag, added them in order, made a decoction, and began to refine the carcass of the scale leopard in the backyard.

Time passed, and in the potion, the corpse of the scaly leopard had turned black, and a faint cyan glow appeared on the surface of the body.

The cyan light means that after this corpse is refined, it is just a bronze corpse.

If he wanted to refine the silver corpse, Wang Ling still had a lot of materials, and with his current ability, it would be very difficult to find them.

He lacked treasures on his body, so compared to the two, he chose the bronze corpse.

Even if it is refined into a bronze corpse, with the strength of the body of the scale leopard, after being made into a puppet, the power will not be too bad.

After the corpse turned completely black and the layer of blue light completely enveloped the corpse, Wang Ling fished out the corpse, and the energy in his body was running, and he used the mental method of necromancy to refine it twice.

After succeeding, the corpse's blue light disappeared completely, and a swarthy corpse fell in front of him.

The current corpse is only beginning to take shape, and in order to be completely formed, it needs to be continuously forged and polished.

He found a hammer and smashed it on the corpse, as if it were striking metal with a crisp sound.

The stove was erected, and the blazing flames emitted an astonishing temperature.

The body was thrown into the flames, unharmed.

Wang Ling seemed to know all this, and he was not surprised, and swung his hammer to temper the corpse.

A few more days passed, and Wang Ling finally stopped and took out the body.

At this time, the corpse has completely changed its appearance, the blue light on the surface of the body is completely restrained, the skin has regained a bit of its original coat color, and a faint layer of weird light is emitted.

Wang Ling laid his own spiritual imprint in its body, using necromancy to cleanse its meridians and open energy into its body, and this bronze corpse slowly moved freely under the control of his spiritual imprint.

"Young master, the third prince is visiting." Koharu came in from outside to say goodbye.

"Welcome to the living room, I'll be there right away." Wang Ling faintly.

As soon as the words fell, a voice came from afar, "Hehe, Brother Wang, after a long absence, don't come unharmed." ”

This voice is very familiar, it is not who else Wen Ruo is, but he entered the house without permission, Wang Ling couldn't help frowning, and soon, his expression disappeared again.

"Hey, that's what you did?" Wen Ruo looked at the scaly leopard refining corpse in surprise, his face showed disbelief, the appearance of the scaly leopard, he naturally recognized it, but he didn't expect that it would be here.

Soon, he understood, his eyes flickering, "Puppet? ”

"The third prince is as wise as a torch, admire."

"I didn't expect you to refine its corpse into a puppet, amazing." Wen Ruo let out a sigh of admiration.

"It's a small thing, it's not enough to worry about." Wang Ling showed a hint of danger on his face, and looked at Wen Ruo, "The third prince came here, what's the matter with me?" ”

"Let's find a convenient place to talk." Wen Ruo spoke.

"Okay." Wang Ling nodded.

The two sat down in the pavilion in the courtyard, tasting the mountain tea, with a faint tea fragrance and overflowing fragrance.

Wen Ruo's face showed a look of intoxication, took a sip, and praised the good tea.

But after chatting casually for a while, Wen Ruo cleared his throat and tried to keep his voice as low as possible, "Brother Wang, there is something to be gained by destroying that castle that day." ”

Wang Ling nodded, recounted the situation of the day, and then took out the beating heart.

Wen Ruo didn't believe it when he heard it at first, but after seeing this heart, his face finally became solemn.

"I didn't expect that there was such a thing, I thought there was nothing in that castle, but I really looked away."

"But then again, nothing good was found there other than this thing." Wang Ling's voice was a little puzzled.

"One heart is enough." Wen Ruo spoke.

"Could it be that this heart is something important?" Wang asked suspiciously.

"I'm waiting for me to go back and check it out, but I don't think it's that simple, even if people like you and me, or even those more powerful seniors, even after death, their hearts won't be like this."

Speaking of this, Wen Ruo stood up, "I take my leave." ”

The other party said to go, Wang Ling didn't stop him, he also had important things to deal with, got up and said, "Go slowly." ”

Wen Ruo waved his hand, turned around and left, and walked out of the courtyard, disappearing.

Looking at the other party's back, Wang Ling showed a deep groan on his face.