Chapter 563 The Last Battle (I)
Jiang Mingyang was as arrogant as ever. Not only did he name-call and abuse him, he even brought the Pope out to calm him down.
Holyfield Edward was furious and yelled crazily: "In that case, I will send you to see Father God!"
Holyfield Edward suffered a lot today. Not only was he repeatedly teased by Jiang Mingyang, he was also covered in hemorrhoid blood by Wu Zhengcheng.
This was a great shame and humiliation for him, which could only be washed away with Jiang Mingyang's blood.
"Get in formation and let me kill this blasphemous heretic!"
Holyfield Edward's face was ferocious, and his breath came out of his body and shot straight into the sky, like an angry hungry wolf.
The remaining four people stood up and drank loudly, their auras connecting and penetrating each other, releasing strong pressure and aura together.
"Roar, devil wolf!"
A wolf roar resounded through the night sky, and the light blue aura surged out and gathered, turning into a ferocious giant wolf floating above the five people.
The giant wolf looked up to the sky and roared, like a devouring demon, as if it was about to swallow up the entire world.
"It turned out to be the Sky-Devouring Demonic Wolf Aliens! The Holyfield family's cards are buried deep enough."
Liang Qiuhai frowned slightly, and Guan Qiurou on the side asked in a low voice: "The legendary demon wolf that can devour everything?"
"Yes, anyone who gives birth to a legendary spiritual weapon is a person favored by God."
Liang Qiuhai's eyes were full of envy, as if he was very keen on Holyfield Edward's psychic weapons.
"Teacher, there are many kinds of psychic weapons, and their functions and effects are completely different.
Why are psychic weapons named after legends or historical allusions better than ordinary psychic weapons and more sought after by elders and bosses? "
Although Guan Qiurou is the person in charge of Dongsheng City, she only has the Qi Refining realm and cannot yet access the level of psychic weapons, so she knows very little about it.
"Well, all Qi Refining Realm warriors know that the Body Refining Realm is only the most basic level for a warrior, laying the foundation for controlling energy.
Did you know that the Qi Refining Realm is also laying the foundation for controlling psychic weapons?
Only when one has developed psychic weapons and flexibly exerts their power can one be considered a true warrior.
In other words, truly mastering the power that a warrior should have.
Psychic weapons are everything to a warrior, and the three realms of body refining, qi refining, and foundation building are all serving psychic weapons.
Therefore, psychic weapons are also divided into advantages and disadvantages, and they also need to evolve and advance. The basis for advancement is folklore, history, legends, myths and the like.
The advancement process of psychic weapons is like the successful process of an unknown little person rising step by step.
You should know the hardships of growing up between being unknown and famous. "
What Liang Qiuhai said was ambiguous. He didn't explain it too clearly, but he also answered some key questions.
Guan Qiurou was a little confused, Liang Qiuhai sighed and said: "We ordinary warriors are better off being more pragmatic.
You are not qualified to touch psychic weapons, so there is no need to know so much for the time being. Knowing too much is not good for cultivation. "
Liang Qiuhai used a technique only used by adults to coax children. The general idea is that you don't understand even if you tell him, so you should just play in the mud.
"teacher!"
Guan Qiurou acted coquettishly, and Liang Qiuhai said helplessly: "Okay, let's take the simplest example.
Principal Duan Qing's psychic weapon is Fang Tian Hua Ji. Needless to say, there are historical allusions to Fang Tian Hua Ji.
Duan Qing possesses the weapons used by the most powerful generals in the Three Kingdoms. Her minimum achievement in the future must be the same as Lu Bu's. This is the bottom line of her potential.
And the warrior who has mastered many unknown psychic weapons will never be able to reach her bottom line in his entire life.
This is the cruelest reality for warriors. Sometimes hard work is very useful, but it is meaningless in front of some people. "
Liang Qiuhai sighed deeply, his eyes full of desolation and helplessness.
In fact, psionic weapons are not static. Psychic weapons also have the opportunity to transform. It all depends on the user's hard work and seriousness.
Diligence can only help a warrior along the way. If you are diligent and hardworking enough, there will definitely be some opportunities to transform psychic weapons.
Guan Qiurou wrinkled her beautiful eyes and looked forward to the future, imagining the moment when she mastered psychic weapons.
Suddenly, Guan Qiurou was stunned, turned to look at Liang Qiuhai, and asked: "Principal Duan also has a small iron rod in his left ear, what kind of psychic weapon is that?
In Chinese historical legends, is there a magic weapon based on a small iron rod? "
"Hush, don't make random guesses. That is Principal Duan's key to intimidating the church, and it is also a weapon to suppress China's national destiny."
Liang Qiuhai glared at Guan Qiurou secretly, then turned to look at the Administration Building.
"Hey, why don't you ask if you don't want to ask? Why is it so bad?"
Guan Qiurou acted coquettishly like a little girl, and then looked at Jiang Mingyang in the battle and asked: "Is it because of his psychic weapons that Jiang Mingyang is paying attention to big bosses from all sides?"
"yes."
Liangqiu sighed lightly, and then Hai praised with deep eyes: "That's the Golden Crow, the three-legged Golden Crow in ancient legends.
The ferocious beast that can scorch the nine heavens and ten earth, the ferocious beast that burns all things on the earth, is the incarnation of the ancient Chinese sun god.
When Jiang Mingyang grows up and the psychic weapon condenses into reality, China will add another psychic weapon to suppress the national destiny. "
"Could it be that all the psychic weapons of the Chinese boss are related to ancient legends?"
Guan Qiurou covered her mouth in surprise, Liang Qiuhai nodded and said with a smile: "Yes.
Some of them are just like Jiang Mingyang, the birth of psychic weapons is legendary.
Some are born in obscurity, but grow and evolve with their owners, eventually becoming legendary.
But no matter which one it is, it requires continuous efforts from the warrior, and there is no room for slackness and laziness.
Especially Jiang Mingyang, a spiritual weapon with a natural label and aura, will be the primary target of the hostile forces.
His upbringing was more difficult, and his chances of dying in infancy were greater. "
As Liang Qiuhai taught him earnestly, Guan Qiurou curled her lips and said, "That bastard is born with a sarcastic face. Even without the Golden Crow, he would still be the target of public criticism."
The master and apprentice were talking and laughing, and the battle on Jiang Mingyang's side instantly became intense.
The auras of Holyfield and Edward were connected, forming a terrifying force to attack Jiang Mingyang.
Not only was Jiang Mingyang not in a hurry, he even picked his ears with ease and said, "If you only have this strength, then fighting will be meaningless."
Until the giant wolf approached, Jiang Mingyang suddenly burst out with power. He used Flame Flash and Shunpo at the same time, and he disappeared like a teleport.
When he reappeared, he was already on the far left side of the team. His muscular arms were like a battering ram, and he hit Holyfield Doug's nose with lightning speed.
The iron fist as big as a casserole was as fast as lightning. After smashing Holyfield Doug's nose, it flattened his face.
Holyfield Doug flew out like a rag and fell heavily on the rooftop railing. He was already losing more air than taking in.
The five-man battle formation lost one member, and the giant wolf's shadow suddenly became distorted and blurred, like a candle that was swaying at any time.
"I'm so disappointed. Let the battle end here."
Jiang Mingyang smiled ferociously, and disappeared again like a ghost...