"it!"

"Why is it so dark outside?"

Ma Qiangang reacted immediately, his heart was horrified, and he hurriedly wanted to start the magnetic levitation car, but he immediately found that the magnetic levitation car had been damaged.

All the instruments in the cab are pitted, as if they have been eroded by the wind and frost for decades.

Ma Qiangang's first reaction was whether he had a dream in the past few decades, he raised his hand and tried it, and sure enough, even the smart bracelet he carried with him was damaged.

Ma Qiangang touched his face carefully, but he didn't find any potholes, and he didn't have a beard to pull tea, it was quite slippery, and he was a little relieved.

Even if it is, decades may have passed, at least he has not become old, and that is good news.

There were only two things beside him, which were still intact, one was the ugly gourd containing the black liquid, and the other was Xie Xiaonuan's war knife.

Ma Qiangang grabbed this ugly gourd, and when he dived into the sky a little, he gave birth to a feeling of heart-to-heart connection, and countless black qi around his body was bubbling and swallowing by the ugly gourd.

In an instant, his surroundings were emptied.

"What the hell is going on?"

"What about the black liquid?"

As soon as Ma Qiangang's mind moved, a stream of black water gushed out.

I don't know where I came from, where I went!

Wrapping around the body like a tide, rushing endlessly.

"This ......"

"Wait a minute!"

"Is this the so-called country of mocking winds, the black demon soldier of the town country - the black tide sword?"

Ma Qiangang was on the battlefield when he heard the rebels of the Six Nations mentioning the Kuroshio Sword.

Later, I also inquired about the news about the Kuroshio Sword.

This is good in modern society, as long as it is open, everyone can easily obtain it.

The secrets of the Dragon Divine Soldiers, the Black Magic Soldiers and the Zhenguo Artifacts that only the upper echelons of the Heavenly Realm know, although Zhu Xia does not know much, will not hide them as treasures.

With Ma Qiangang's military rank, he can even find out some top-secret information related to these artifacts.

He still knew some information about the Dragon God Soldier, the Black Magic Soldier and the Zhenguo Artifact.

These peerless artifacts have incredible power in all kinds of rumors in the heavenly realm, but the person who owns them, not the king of a country, has long disappeared in the long river of history, and Zhuxia can't verify whether these rumors are true or false.

As for the Kuroshio Sword in the country of the Mocking Wind, it is not a secret, but after several intelligence deductions, Zhu Xia thought it was nonsense.

is a very dignified country, the land is divided into several pieces, and it looks like the country is about to be destroyed, and this kind of peerless magic weapon will not be taken out and used......

What does this mean?

This shows that in the Land of the Mocking Wind, either there is no Dark Magic Soldier, or the Dark Magic Soldier is not as easy to use as rumored, at most it is just a symbolic token.

Ma Qiangang originally believed in the judgment of the Zhuxia intelligence agency, but ......

He now knew that Zhuxia's intelligence agency was arrogant this time.

There is indeed something mysterious about the Celestial Dark Warriors.

Ma Qiangang was feeling this black tide, as well as the ugly gourd, but the Tianwu system popped out uninterestingly: Congratulations to the host for fusing the Black Tide Sword!

Congratulations to the host for the ability to travel through dimensions!

Feel free to enter the dimensional realm you've been to, and each time you activate this ability, it costs a Martial Saint, or an equivalent amount of life!

Ma Qiangang was taken aback and shouted, "Shuttle Dimension!?"

"This ability is so handsome!"

"But every time you consume a Martial Saint ......"

"Where the hell am I going?"

"Equal life...... That's 10,000 people, right?"

"I'm not a cold-blooded butcher, how can I kill so many people casually because of my own selfishness?"

"Huh, equal life, I don't know if I can make 10,000 pigs, although the life of pigs is also life, I will open a pig farm!"

Ma Qiangang thought about how to open a pig farm, whether he wanted to find a person surnamed Ding to buy breeding pigs, and suddenly reacted.

"That's not right!"

"Didn't you say that the Dark Warrior could make people have the combat power comparable to that of the Martial God?"

"Shuttle dimension, although it is a good thing that the martial gods don't have, but it has nothing to do with the martial gods?"

At this moment, Ma Qiangang had forgotten that the choice he had made fell into deep incomprehension.

Ma Qiangang played with the ugly gourd and the black tide sword for a while, and then figured out the relationship between these two things.

If the Kuroshio sword can also be considered a sword, the ugly gourd is the scabbard.

If the Kuroshio Sword is a smart device, the ugly gourd is the operating system, although it looks a little more hardware.

All in all, although the pony can also control the Kuroshio Sword with the firmament trick, the ugly gourd can make him more handy.

Ma Qiangang really didn't know, because the Firmament Technique was too difficult to cultivate, and although the Mocking Wind Country had peerless geniuses in the past dynasties, there were almost no people who could smash the Firmament Trick hard like him and rely on martial arts values.

What should I do if I don't cultivate enough?

The ancestors of the country of mocking wind looked for skilled craftsmen, and even hired immortal masters from the three sects of the world, which created this ugly gourd.

As long as there is a country of mocking wind, the bloodline of the Xia Dynasty can use this ugly gourd to control the Black Tide Sword.

It's a pity that even the ugly gourd lowered the standard for manipulating the Kuroshio sword.

The Xia Dynasty gradually lost the people who could control the "Black Tide".

Ma Qiangang held an ugly gourd in his hand, and a black water flew around his body, looking like a martial artist in the three thousand years, but like an evil cultivator in ancient mythology.

He didn't know what was going on outside, but he could guess that he must be in the body of the "black god".

Ma Qiangang held the ugly gourd in his hand, controlled the black tide, and secretly thought: "If you can absorb a little black qi, you can reduce the ferocity of this monster by a little." ”

"It's safe at this time, I don't want to run around in the black god's body, in case this monster suddenly discovers that there is a little thing like me in the body, it will be very imperfect. ”

Ma Qiangang didn't leave the magnetic power levitation car, so he sneaked into the sky, I don't know how much black gas, attracted by the black tide and the ugly gourd, and he was endlessly invested in it.

The black clouds that stretch for several kilometers will not change because they are absorbed by Ma Qiangang.

According to Ma Qiangang's absorption speed, he was afraid that it would take a month or two to collect all the black clouds.

Therefore, the pony's ghost did not affect the frontal battlefield.

Mu Yunzhong, who was fighting against more than ten Zhuxia Martial Saints, did not feel that his strength had declined, and he was still fierce, and he had already severely damaged six Zhuxia Martial Saints in a row.

Three of them were so badly wounded that they had to withdraw from the fight.

Two of them hurried to heal their wounds, and there was also a martial saint from the Yunyang Lan family, who was brave and did not retreat, still shouting and fighting!

At this time, Mu Yunzhong was completely dominated by his battle instinct, sensing that the aura on the body of this martial saint of the Yunyang Lan family was decaying, and he suddenly stepped into the black clouds.

A moment later, he stepped out of another place out of nowhere and approached the Yunyang Lan Family Martial Saint.

A punch slammed through his chest.

Mu Yunzhong looked up to the sky and roared, and the bubbling vitality poured in under the devouring of the evil power.

This Zhuxia Martial Saint's face immediately turned ashen.

Several comrades hurriedly came to the rescue, but Mu Yunzhong stepped into the black cloud in one step.

These Xia Martial Saints all know that breaking into the black clouds to fight is tantamount to looking for death. They are not afraid of death, but if they want to protect Beiyue City at this time, they can't be so brainless to send them to death.

I can only watch my colleagues being dragged into the darkness by monsters.

At the head of Beiyue City, I don't know how many people saw this scene, and everyone was sad and indignant.

More than ten martial saints, half of their combat power was lost.

If it continues like this, Beiyue City will no longer have the power to stop this monster.

At this moment, a blazing flame burst into the air.

Majestic and magnificent.

I don't know how many people were suddenly in a mood, and everyone cheered loudly: "The old headmaster has arrived!"

"The old headmaster has arrived! ”

"Old Headmaster......

A kind old man, wearing a pair of large flower pants, wears a sleeveless T-shirt with all kinds of villains on it.

Some people still think that this is the old principal has printed some martial arts secrets on the T-wing, but when he looks at it with all his eyes, he can't help but blush, because these villains are doing all kinds of unsightly group sports.

This old man is barefoot, and the most remarkable thing is that his head is shiny, and he is also a very stylish bald head.

"Demons!"

"Death!"

The old man grabbed his hand and took the Zhuxia Martial Saint out of the black cloud.

This martial saint has lost all his essence and blood, but he still has a breath of air.

The old president of Tianchan Temple University made an astonishing move, and immediately provoked countless cheers in the city.

The old man casually threw the rescued person to a martial saint in the army beside him, and said lightly: "You all retreat!"

More than ten martial saints, all of them are in a mood, as the top martial artists in Zhuxia, almost all of them are in charge of power in the army, and they are usually conceited, never taking everything in the world in their eyes.

But at this moment, everyone was convinced, and there was a kind of trust in the appearance of the old principal, and his old man would definitely be able to handle everything.

The old headmaster shouted: "Open!"

Make a knife with your hand and slash hard.

The black clouds, which were as dense as ink that could not be dissolved, were cut alive, and there seemed to be a force to prevent the black clouds from bridging again.

This kind-eyed, but also arrogant and domineering old man stepped into it proudly, and immediately disappeared.

In the black clouds, there was soon a shocking roar, and a stream of golden light, like a huge bubble, lined up the black clouds.

Whenever a large bubble with a diameter of hundreds of meters and a golden light appeared, the black cloud was like cream that had been blown open, and it could no longer be bridged.

The high-ranking generals in the army at the head of the city, as well as the martial saints who retreated, all saw that their hearts were shaken, and everyone's eyes were full of worship.

If Zhu Xia rejects a peerless hero, almost all of them will vote for the old president of Tianchanji University!

There is no other reason.

Just because the old man is strong and contemporary, he has guarded Zhuxia for countless years.