Chapter Thirty-Six: The Golden Bull, Death Gaze, Run, My Heifer

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"I can't go around assassinating wizards now because of what may happen in the future and haven't happened yet, not to mention a powerful first-order old wizard like Annny, I risk my life, and it's hard to say if I can fight to the end, the official wizard's combat advantage core defense force field system (talent defense) plus the full recovery potion and teleportation scroll that are very likely to exist on his body, the biggest possibility is that I fought myself to death, and people drank two bottles of medicine to recover almost, and then continue to do whatever I wanted. After all, my strength is too weak. In the laboratory in his room, Zhu Peng lit two white candles.

The wizard apprentices of the God Eater School want to improve their strength, and making cards is undoubtedly a shortcut, although the total amount of spiritual power and magic power of the apprentice is there, and no matter how many cards in his hand, it is impossible to summon them out to crush the opponent in a bunch, but at least it can enrich the diversity of means.

On the other hand, the slice of the future that I had just seen from the old wizard An Enni was slowly melting and digesting by Zhu Peng's sea of consciousness like a black iceberg, and a huge amount of negative emotions spread throughout the process...... Zhu Peng could not be indifferent in the face of such a future, and naturally produced negative emotions, which in turn promoted the operation of the "shadow mask" of the meditation method, this non-meditative state is difficult to increase mental power and magic power, but you can still feel that these two are constantly refined and purified in the crazy operation of the meditation method.

It's not a good thing to have a huge amount of negative emotions in the heart like an iceberg waiting to melt, it will produce trace amounts of toxins to reduce physical fitness and reduce human lifespan, but this is a state blessing buff for Zhu Peng to draw cards, the original dark wizards were originally a group of people who explored and used their negative emotions until the existence of the dark side of the soul.

"The hateful spirits, the bones of the enemy, together make up the ink ...... The pain and hatred in my heart pull my pen and push the wheel of fate, giving me the strength to hold the enemy and fall into the endless abyss. In the small laboratory, the sacrificial mantra was slowly recited, and Zhu Peng took out a crystal stone burning with a condensed purple flame and a huge inhuman eyeball...... This is the soul and the eye of the heavy blow of the swamp bull, Zhu Peng didn't know until today that most of the nutrients in the body of the original life that died in despair would be devoured by the corpse bone itself, but the corpse bone would also pay tribute, leaving the most precious part of the deceased to his master, which was a pan-conscious trading behavior:

You let as many living beings die as you can with me, and I drink the soup, but will leave the meat to you.

The swamp black bull was really cultivated extremely well by that little flat head, the soul fire is vigorous, and the flesh and blood of the heavy blow eye are of high-end quality, and it may even have a prominent ancient ancestor like Terex, but the owner is a rookie summoner with little actual combat experience, so the swamp black bull was successfully attacked by the battle-hardened abyss jackal, and it has been killed in a battle before it has shown its strong strength.

At this moment, Zhu Peng made ink from the soul meat of the swamp black bull, guided by the negative emotions tumbling in his heart, and at the same time slowly pushed the power of fate card mixed with sand to seep out golden light particles into the card being drawn, accompanied by the rune pen constantly hitting the dot depiction, outlining the magic circuit nodes everywhere, only to see a vast swamp emerging on the card, among which there is a large group of strong yaks charging with sharp horns, which is not weaker than the general power of the heavy cavalry on the battlefield, and the heavy cavalry charge may drop the chain because some people are afraid, but the swamp black bull will not, when they are angry, even the earthly dragon has to avoid its edge, otherwise they will be torn apart by the charge and crushed into pulp.

Of course, if it really fights to that point, the generally strong third-order Earth Walking Dragon will not make the herd better.

Zhu Peng threw himself into a vast swampy meadow, and when he was down-to-earth, he felt an obvious sense of shock, and when he looked up, he saw a large area of galloping and charging cattle sprinting over.

Zhu Peng can choose to retreat and dodge at this moment, the cows are not wolves, as long as he dodges the fixed runway of others, he will not be attacked. Of course, then eighty percent of the cards will be burned, and all the resources and efforts invested before will be scrapped.

(It actually led me into such a fantasy world, it seems that the thing I made this time is very unusual!The last time I encountered a similar situation was when I made mutated green clay.) Thinking like this in his heart, Zhu Peng stretched forward with one hand, and rushed towards the herd like a particle of light, this was not any ability that Zhu Peng had, but some kind of preferential treatment he had in this illusion.

The gap between the herds of cattle pierced by the light particles widened slightly, and although their charge was still imposing, it was enough for an outlaw like Zhu Peng.

The corners of the black-haired man's mouth lifted a sneer, the muscles around his body swelled, the golden bell jar, the iron cloth shirt, and the thirteen Taibao were in full swing, and the originally delicate and white hands were gradually covered with a terrifying color covered with green tendons, giving people the feeling of being stretched out from hell and bringing death and terror to the world.

Of course, even if Zhu Peng goes all out, if he stops the herd, he will be a mantis arm, and he will be knocked down by such a large group of wild cattle and then stepped on, and when the herd of cattle runs over, Zhu Peng estimates that there will only be a skin left.

In the moment when the thought turned, the swamp herd had already rushed over, Zhu Peng's eyes flashed quickly to the largest gap, and his body was like a wisp of green smoke one after another, his agility was still not enough, and his body was cut and scratched by the sharp horns like steel knives around him from time to time, but Zhu Peng has practiced hard qigong for more than 20 years, and he dare not say in other aspects, the ability to endure pain is definitely second to none in the national art circle in the 21st century...... Of course, it is more likely that he went deep into the court and wore a Taoist robe to become a generation of demons in the harem of the bewitching king.

Feeling the pain all over his body, and the physical energy consumption of hitting the ground with his toes gradually reached the limit, Zhu Peng's eyes were extremely sharp and he glanced at the strong cattle shuttling around.

This one is too fat, no, this little short leg, no, this one doesn't even have the eye of the swamp black bull's strongest talent, the eye of the heavy blow, still can't. In the process, Zhu Peng saw a super strong swamp bull with a sturdy body that was almost two or three times the weight of the same kind next to him, but unfortunately with a slight hesitation at that time, the monster like the bull demon king rumbled away. This not only requires vision, body method, and heart, but also needs terrifying momentary decisiveness, otherwise you can really only fight for luck and just drag your head casually.

After holding on to the gap between the cattle for a while, the double loss of physical fitness and mental strength exceeded the standard, and Zhu Peng, who was sweating profusely, was in a trance in front of his eyes, and his body movements were quietly slow, and he was blown away by a healthy cow "men".

However, in the middle of the air, the cold wind blew, and the moment Zhu Peng's head was sober, he had a larger field of vision, only to see the boundless swamp, in the large area of blue-black cattle, there was a beautiful calf with a golden body sneakily hiding behind a group of big men...... In an instant, Zhu Peng knew what he wanted, and fell to the ground, like a smart mouse rolling through an oil pot.

Zhu Peng gritted his teeth and fought through the many gaps at the cost of being trampled on in several parts of his body, and when the golden calf that seemed to have human spirituality dodged in panic, he grasped the top horn on its head, and in an instant, the entire swamp herd world suddenly shrank into a whirlpool-like singularity.

The next moment, when the black-robed man covered in sweat and extremely pale opened his eyes, an incomparably luxurious golden card had appeared in front of him, a strong and strong pure golden calf with incomparable spirituality in his eyes, bowing his head and galloping in the card, with a fierce momentum:

Golden Bull (Normal/Gold):

Intimacy: 65

Rank: 0 Tier 0

HPīŧš28

Attack: 15

Defense: 22

Speed: 9

Special Attack: 1

Special defense: 15

Sum: 90

Trait 1: Death Gaze, non-transcendent lifeforms below the fifth order, there is a small chance to trigger the instant death effect, the greater the class gap, the stronger the vitality of the recipient, the smaller the possibility of death;

Trait 2: Herbivorous temperament, the warm biological characteristics make it unwilling to participate in bloody battles, the physical defense is doubled, the health is doubled, and the physical attack spell damage is reduced by 5.

Skills: 1. Violent impact

Inscription: Who dares to look at me?

The moment he finished reading the card, Zhu Peng suddenly spat out a mouthful of hidden dark purple blood. Blood stained the golden card, and the boiling negative emotions in his heart combined with spirit and magic to improve the efficiency of his meditation method, while constantly damaging Zhu Peng's body.

The way of martial arts, in addition to the practice and fighting methods, there must be a mixture of clever cultivation methods, which is often the so-called secret of various sects.

Martial arts practice is a kind of mental artistic conception, raising the method is a mental artistic conception, and playing method is a completely different mental artistic conception. To practice the law, we must learn the Tao of Lao Tzu's doctrine naturally, and do nothing, so we can do anything. To raise the law, we must learn from Confucianism, Confucius, follow the rules, and be gentle and elegant. The way to fight is to learn the doctrine of soldiers, to be upright and upright, to kill and decisive, to prevent and kill God, to prevent and destroy Buddha, and to cultivate soldiers, and to do everything.

Zhu Peng has always been stuck at the peak of Mingjin because the realm of martial arts has not been able to break through, so he has always paid great attention to the self-care technique of cultivating the law, not smoking, not drinking, not close to women, not staying up late, and at the same time using Daomen Tongzi Gong to accumulate energy to protect the body, otherwise with his fierce and cruel fighting style, I am afraid it will be difficult to live past the age of forty or even thirty-five, and I am afraid that once the body passes the peak, I am afraid that he will die of vomiting blood from illness.

And strong negative emotions are also one of the taboos of martial arts, when beating and killing, you can use the poisonous will to urge the fist to increase the killing, if the cultivation and practice of the law also use the poisonous and ruthless mental conception, I am afraid that the cultivation of the law will be half the effort, the practice of the law will destroy the body, and finally premature aging and early death are irreversible.

The wizard's physique was weak, especially the dark wizards, many of whom chose to colonize their own bloodline, and Zhu Peng finally understood why...... With such a thick foundation, they vomited blood, and many dark wizards were afraid that they would not be able to survive at all during high-intensity experiments, and their bodies would collapse and pass out directly, leading to failure.

PS: I saved 2,000 words yesterday, and I typed more than 8,000 words today, and I was going to blow up a 10,000-word update for everyone, and at the same time seduce local tyrants from all walks of life...... As a result, the editor told me that I recently had a big recommendation that asked me to rush for the final result of the fantasy essay contest.

These two days are a little less, and the big recommendation time is more 10,000 words. The above does not count the VIP word count.