Chapter Fireball

After continuing to practice for a while, Zhang Yang has gradually been able to master the art of resisting fire, and he is now able to produce a basketball-sized fireball, and it will not dissipate for twenty minutes.

This was great news for him, after this cultivation was completed, Zhang Yang would be able to start cultivating the fire attribute technique.

Cultivating immortals is something that all men dream of, who doesn't want to soar in the sky, and who doesn't want to have the power to cover the sky?

"Shangqing Xuanlu" recorded a variety of attributes of the spell, from low-level to high-level, Zhang Yang saw the most cowhide is still a spell called fire meteor, can summon a meteorite from the sky, strong and terrifying.

What is the concept of meteorites? I'm afraid it can cause a huge vibration to the entire earth, wasn't it because of meteorites that the extinction of the dinosaurs?

Therefore, Zhang Yang was faintly interested in this technique, and he thought that if he could successfully cultivate, who would he be afraid of?

But for the time being, he can't cultivate, first of all, there is a limit in strength, not that he can cultivate such a strong technique with his current heartbeat period.

Besides, he has only just mastered the art of fire resistance, and he doesn't know much about fire attributes, so Zhang Yang still wants to play steadily, step by step, and he still understands the truth that he can't chew too much.

"Let's start with the Fireball Technique. ”

Zhang Yang set the goal, the fireball technique is an advanced version of the foundation of the fire resistance technique, which can condense the surrounding fire attributes into the fireball, and then explode, causing powerful destructive power.

From the perspective of grade ancients, the fireball technique is just a first-level spell, that is, the most ordinary, but Zhang Yang doesn't care about this, he believes that the essence is not in the grade of the spell, but in who is the person who uses him.

A small flame ignited from Zhang Yang's hand, and he controlled it with spiritual power, and used spiritual power to sense the surrounding fire aura.

This process is a bit difficult, it is equivalent to being single-minded, Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, he tried his best to release his spiritual power, but he still couldn't feel the existence of any fire aura.

After a long time, Zhang Yang gave up, not because he gave up cultivating the upper technique, but because his spiritual power was exhausted.

Looking at your own information:

Name: Zhang Yang

Class: Cultivator Lv3

Qi and blood: 2526/2775

Spirit:

Muscle Training: Completeness

Bone training: Degree of completion

Strength: Condensation

Reiki: 66745

Spiritual power: 00000

Personality Energy: 0000

"Huh?" Zhang Yang found that after using so much spiritual power, his spiritual power didn't mean to be consumed at all.

What's going on?

Zhang Yang was a little confused, it was certain to use spells to consume aura, but looking at his information like this, there was no meaning of consuming it at all.

And Zhang Yang thought that when he was using spiritual power, he really didn't have a shortage of spiritual power as others said, and he was completely saturated all the time.

"Could it be Shangqing Xuanlu?" Zhang Yang guessed.

But it may not be, after all, if "Shangqing Xuanlu" had such a miraculous effect, Gu Chengfeng would have been invincible in the world and soared, where would there be a secret calculation?

But then again, if Zhang Yang has such a special ability, doesn't that mean that he can infinitely amplify his moves?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's eyes flashed.

"Then I'm not, I'm going to be invincible. ”

He was very excited, and hurriedly clicked on the one next to the spirit, and the spiritual power was full at once, and he was full of pride in his heart, and continued to start cultivating.

I stayed in the hotel for three whole days, and Zhang Yang didn't sleep for three days and had to practice, when he was hungry, he ordered a takeout, and when he was thirsty, he used his spiritual power to call the cup to come by himself, and it was not comfortable.

It's just a little sleepy, Zhang Yang has now become a national treasure, and two thick dark circles hang under the eye sockets, which are very conspicuous.

However, although the process was very hard, Zhang Yang had gained a lot, at least, he had cultivated the fireball technique to the point of perfection.

But the mental power consumed is also very considerable, but in this state of consumption and replenishment, consumption and replenishment, he feels that his spiritual power has a tendency to break through, that is to say, if he continues like this, his spiritual power can break through the shackles of 99 and be promoted to another realm.

The cultivation of spiritual power is still good for him, after all, he is still a formation mage strictly speaking, and his strong spiritual power can allow him to arrange more refined formations.

Rumble!

A fireball with a diameter of one meter appeared in front of Zhang Yang, the scorching fireball burned the surrounding air and distorted, and the entire room had a precursor to being burned, Zhang Yang did not withdraw immediately, but looked at the fireball in front of him intoxicated.

"It's beautiful. ”

Suddenly, a spark fell on the bed where Bai Ling was sleeping and immediately burst into flames.

Zhang Yang was startled when he saw this, quickly removed the fireball, and then went to the toilet to get a basin of water to extinguish it.

"Whew!"

Zhang Yang took a long breath, it was still too reluctant to cultivate here, and next time I had to find a relatively empty place.

He cleaned up the room and then turned his head and slept in the other bed, no way, he was so tired.

His nerves had been tense for the past few days, and he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a while.

After sleeping for a full day and a night, Zhang Yang woke up from his sleep, he stretched comfortably, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Ling holding a bag of snacks in his hand and eating with relish.

"Wow!"

Zhang Yang was startled, he hurriedly climbed to the head of the bed, looked at Bai Ling, and countless horses were galloping in his heart.

"I said, Miss, do you know that people are scared to death?" Zhang Yang said with palpitations.

"I didn't scare you, I saw your eyebrows twitch twice, and I knew you were awake. Bai Ling said with an innocent face.

Forget it, Zhang Yang is too lazy to tell her so much, Bai Ling's brain will always lack a tendon, and it is impossible to make sense no matter how you say it.

"Have I been in a coma for a long time?" Bai Ling asked.

"Well, you've been in a coma for almost two weeks. Zhang Yang nodded.

"Why have I been in a coma for so long?" Bai Ling asked again.

"If you were punched by Xiangtian, you will definitely be in a coma for so long. When Zhang Yang just finished speaking, it suddenly occurred to him that it seemed that Bai Ling used his body to help him block most of the damage at that time, so Zhang Yang was able to not die.

Otherwise, his thin arms and legs will definitely end up falling.

So, Zhang Yang looked at Bai Ling with gratitude in his eyes, it seemed that they were still very loving, and they didn't just think about running away from each other when they were in danger.

"What happened then?"

"Later, of course, I went out of my way and beat them to the ground. Zhang Yang said.

"It's impossible, you lied to you, you can still beat the big demon? If I hadn't been by your side, he would have blown your breath and you would have died. Bai Ling squinted at Zhang Yang and mocked.