Spirit Walker

Such heavy boots... Zhang Yuanqing had a cold sweat on his forehead. From Fu Qingyang's trembling arm, he guessed that this item was not light.

But I didn't expect it to be so heavy, and it directly crushed my arm bone.

No, the boots are so heavy, why didn't Fu Qingyang remind me... Zhang Yuanqing looked up and saw Fu Qingyang's cold, constricted expression.

I'm so careful, I'm still angry about the "destruction"

"Ah, these boots are as light as nothing in the hands of the centurion. When they come to me, they are extremely heavy. The centurion and I are indeed 108,000 miles apart." Zhang Yuanqing exclaimed with emotion.

Hearing this, Fu Qing nodded slightly: "After receiving it in the inventory, after recognizing the owner, it will become heavy in the general sense. Before recognizing the owner, you can't carry it."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, but did not put away the boots immediately, because at this time, the introduction of item attributes just appeared:

【Name: Back Soil Boots】【Type: Footwear】

[Function: Mountain God (Incomplete); Deadly Leg]

[Introduction: This shoe is made of silk from the Holy Mountain. It is as thin as a feather, and the blade is hard to break. It was buried in the Holy Mountain for 33 years. The name is: Hou soil boots. 】

[Note 1: It is one of the parts of the sacrificial dress, and the remaining three are: crown, robe, and belt. It is said that collecting all four suits can unlock the secret of longevity. 】

[Note 2: Putting it on, you will be an honest person and a down-to-earth person from now on. 】

[Note 3: As we all know, honest people have good endurance. 】

Mountain God I remember that Mountain God is the occupation name of the earth monster after the job change. Incomplete means that he only has some abilities of the Mountain God... Note 2 and Note 3 are obviously the price. The word honesty makes me a little panic...

With a thought, Zhang Yuanqing put the back soil boots on his arm into the inventory, and completed the identification.

The next second, the back soil boots were summoned from the inventory and landed on the carpet with a bang.

Zhang Yuanqing, who shrugged his arms, raised his left foot without taking off his shoes.

It's not as convenient to wear as red dancing shoes, but it's okay... Zhang Yuanqing did the same thing and put on his right foot.

The moment he put on these boots, he naturally understood the function and function of the back soil boots, and also understood his price.

The first is the fatal leg, which condenses the power of the earth on the leg, and can kick out the blow of the Saint Realm, which can only be used three times a day.

With this ability alone, I can kill an ordinary transcendental walker in seconds. Well, in the case of purely physical competition... Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed.

The second is the mountain god. The mountain **** has two abilities in total:

One, absorb the essence of the earth veins.

Absorb the essence of the leyline and convert it into a steady stream of physical strength, which is why the earth monster has infinite endurance.

As long as you step on the ground, you will not be tired even after three days and three nights. But it would be great if the donkeys in the production team knew this skill... Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

Second, refining an area and becoming the "god" in this area, from which the name of the mountain **** comes from. But the most ideal area to choose is the deep mountains, because in this way, the mountain gods can use the terrain to deal with even enemies higher than their own level.

The second is the flat land, and the worst is the city.

"It sounds just like the mountain gods in myths and legends. Is there still a water god? In addition, the water and fire formations that refine an area and the yin and yang robes can complement each other." Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.

As for the fatal blow, in terms of cost, Note 1 has a total of two costs, one is an honest person, and the other is down-to-earth.

The so-called honest person means that his temperament will become dull and loyal. The most intuitive explanation is that one day Guan Ya asked him if you had peeked at Miss Sister's chest today.

The usual Zhang Yuanqing would answer: I only look at you. But after putting on the back soil boots, his answer was: I, I... watched several young ladies and sisters (with a face of shame) another price to be down-to-earth.

Literally, after wearing the soil boots, the jumping range will be greatly reduced, and it is basically limited to the ground.

Remark 2 is both a price and an ability. The endurance mentioned here is not only physical strength, but also mental endurance, such as patience, the strength to endure pain, the ability to endure provocation and so on.

At this time, Fu Qingyang on the side commented:

"The back soil boots are a good item. If you can make good use of the power of the mountain god, you can compete with Zhao Chenghuang."

With Yuan Shi's current strength, he was actually a little worse than Zhao Chenghuang.

Without that set of armor, Yuanshi's Yin corpse would be destroyed in a short period of time. When Jie Shi, Zhao Chenghuang cooperated with the Yin corpse to launch a siege, Yuanshi would definitely be defeated.

Try wearing the yin-yang robe again to see if there is a set skill... Zhang Yuanqing took out the yin-yang robe from the inventory as if he didn't hear Fu Qingyang's words.

Since it is a set, there must be bonuses between the parts, otherwise it will not be called a set.

But whether this bonus will appear only after collecting all the suits, or whether it only needs to reach two pieces, Zhang Yuanqing is not sure.

wow~

The robe is unfolded and draped over the shoulders.

Zhang Yuanqing felt it for a moment, and was surprised.

Sure enough, there is a set skill. The skill is that when the yin and yang magic circle is unfolded, the water and fire avatars will no longer be flames and water bodies, and the rear soil boots will give two two avatar entities-the clay human face.

The clay man's body is indestructible and powerful.

Zhang Yuanqing's surprise was that he finally made up for the lack of water and fire avatar output.

If there are back soil boots in the arena, and the Yin-Yang array will unfold, Zhang Yuanqing guarantees that Zhao Chenghuang, who can fight, doesn't even know his great-grandfather. mouth

"Your robe is..."

Fu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

As a scout, he learned the truth from Yuan Shi's micro-expression and the movement of taking out his robe.

Zhang Yuanqing did not hide it: "This robe is a hidden prop I got from Yinyang Town, it is one of the sacrificial heaven suits, and so are the back earth boots.

Fu Qingyang has restrained his astonishment and nodded slightly:

"No wonder you asked me to check the properties of the back soil boots at the time. The suits are very rare. So far, we have collected and known no more than ten suits. Each set is invaluable.

"Even for the elders, it is difficult to collect a complete set of suits. Yuanshi, your luck is very good."

Zhang Yuanqing's face showed an uncontrollable smile: "I plan to find a way to sacrifice the heaven suit, so that I can use it all the time in the **** realm.

Fu Qingyang, "This is very difficult. Inside the Five Elements Alliance, there are only a handful of people who have assembled a set, and every one of them is the favored son of heaven."

Zhang Yuanqing asked, "Who of our officials has collected the suit?"

I shouldn't have asked Fu Qingyang "I", so I was waiting here... Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "The centurion is powerfully dominated, whoever I am, will become the ruler in the middle of the year, step on the sky, and dominate the Five Elements Alliance. "

Fu Qingyang glanced at him, "You take a rest first, restore the broken bones, and stay here for lunch at noon."

Two o'clock in the afternoon, the arena.

Figures descended one after another, and the originally empty auditorium became overcrowded within two or three seconds, with all the heads in darkness.

Zhang Yuanqing randomly appeared somewhere in the auditorium, and the official walkers around him didn't know any of them.

But others knew him. "Ah~ Yuanshi Tianzun"

It was the pretty girl who screamed, covering her mouth with surprise.

The female companions beside her were also excited and excited.

I am also an idol now... Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed, and was about to use his social skills to chat with a few young ladies, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Guan Ya in the distance, and looked here with a smile.

The teachings of life mentors flashed through my mind.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly, imitating Fu Qingyang's attitude, passing over the female colleagues with a cold face, walking forward slowly, towards Lao Siji.

"Hey, he's so aloof, different from his lively performance during the game."

"It's good to be cold, it means that I won't hook up with girls, I like male gods who are abstinent.

Women like abstinence male gods, and men like iceberg beauties for the same reason. Although I can't get them, they are still pure. Men and women with a dissolute style will not have a good reputation, because the suitors who covet their beauty know in their hearts that they The goddess and goddess are having **** with others every day...

The words of the life mentor came to mind once again.

"Sister Guan Ya" he sat down beside the old Siji.

Zhang Yuanqing knew that if he was the first to look for her after entering the venue, he would definitely win favor, and if he acted indifferently toward "fans" just now, he would gain favor again.

"Yeah." Guan Ya nodded with a bright smile, with satisfaction hidden in her eyes.

The chaotic and noisy seat change ended soon. The queen did not watch today's game. She heard from Guan Ya that she happened to be on duty today and could only stay in reality with tears in her eyes.

As for Little Green Tea and Jiang Jingwei, Zhang Yuanqing didn't see it.

In the sound of the scales and armor, the armored swordsman appeared. After a brief opening speech, the spirit realm walkers present received the battle list that popped up in the spirit realm.

"Fengdu Ghost King vs Yiwei Crossing the River"

"Ling Jun vs milk red pink head"

"Fu Qingyang vs Holy Fire"

Zhang Yuanqing quickly scanned the battle list and said in surprise:

"This is just the beginning, there are so many star players on the stage"

In the extraordinary stage of the competition, there were not many star players who appeared on the first day.

Ah, in a super first-tier city like Songhai, there are only a dozen or 20 saints, and they may not necessarily participate in the ring competition.

Many older saints, unless they have the confidence to squeeze into the top ten, will not participate in the war.

On the one hand, they may not participate in the killing dungeon, and on the other hand, it is very embarrassing to lose.

The deacon is the mainstay of the official, and the elder is not out on weekdays, and the deacon is the highest leader that the official practitioners can contact.

The leader's face is more important than anything else.

Zhang Yuanqing said "oh oh" a few times and waited patiently. In a short while, the first group of players appeared.

The Ghost King of Fengdu was about thirty years old. He was dressed in black clothes and black trousers. His appearance was ordinary, but he had an unspeakable extravagance and a vague domineering aura.

Very noticeable.

Yiwei Dujiang is a woman with a soft body, beautiful, quiet, and can't tell her age.

After the two entered the arena, the armored swordsman said loudly:

"start"

The Ghost King of Fengdu took out a small round mirror unhurriedly, looked at his face, and snapped his fingers.

"dong dong dong"

Three burly corpses jumped into the arena, causing the sound of boulders rolling down. They wore uniform clothes, uniform hairstyles, and stood exactly the same.

"Does this ghost king of Fengdu have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Zhang Yuanqing teased.

"It's stereotyped" Guan Ya gave an affirmative answer based on her own observations.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the stern face of the ghost king of Fengdu again, it was rigid, serious and unsmiling.

He thought to himself that it was no wonder that Yin Ji didn't like the ghost king of Fengdu, and instead fell into the arms of the devil.

As my thoughts wandered, the three undead corpses turned into horns.

L

Rushing towards Yiwei crossing the river, the sound of dong dong's footsteps was steady and powerful, but also hurried and fast.

Every foot stomped on the ring slate.

Yiwei Dujiang's pupils suddenly shrank, the eyeballs turned amber, the pupils stood up, thick yellow hairs grew under the skin, beards extended from the mouth, the nose turned black and rounded, the nails extended and bent, turning into sharp claws.

In an instant, she turned into an exquisite catwoman.

Catwoman leaped lightly and jumped over the heads of the three Infernal corpses, making their culling fail.

Catwoman landed silently, without any sound, and then turned into an afterimage, swiftly as lightning, and swept towards the Ghost King of Fengdu.

At the same time, clumps of green weeds grew out of the slate at the foot of the Ghost King of Fengdu, spreading out like a carpet, turning the arena floor into a lawn.

The Ghost King of Fengdu didn't make a sound, jumped up several meters high, and under the attention of all the people, he entered the night tour and disappeared.

Catwoman immediately stopped the momentum and looked around vigilantly to see if the lawn was trampled.

But the ghost king of Fengdu seemed to have disappeared.

"Where do you think he is?" Guan Ya asked in a low voice.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't even think about it, and said, "On the shoulders of the corpse."

The mixed-race beauty gave him a surprised look, which was consistent with what she had seen, but Yuan Shi was not a scout, nor did he wear the glasses of a visionary, so he reasoned out based on battle wisdom.

At this time, on the shoulders of one of the corpses, the figure of the ghost king of Fengdu appeared.

Holding a small round mirror in his hand, he took a self-portrait in the mirror. He seemed to see something satisfactory in the mirror.

"Woooooooo..."

The cries of ghosts resounded throughout the audience, and the temperature plummeted.

Zhang Yuanqing, the **** of night tours, clearly saw the wisps of blue smoke wafting out accompanied by the power of the yin, and all kinds of ghosts and grievances were transformed into the sky.

There are men and women, old and young, with hideous faces or disheveled hair.

There are dozens of resentful spirits.

These resentful spirits held scythes in their hands, floating in the air, and the ghosts danced wildly.

This, there are too many spiritual servants. No, it is not a spiritual servant. It is between a spiritual servant and a resentful spirit. What kind of operation is this... Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

The Wraith raised his scythe and swooped towards Catwoman.

Every time she slashed, Catwoman screamed in pain. She could use her agility to avoid the attacks of the Infernal Corps, but she couldn't avoid these invisible ghosts.

After a few minutes, the fight was over.

The Ghost King of Fengdu won without much effort.

It feels like abusing vegetables, this is why the invincible under the **** of the previous generation has to look in the mirror. So far, all the ghost kings of Fengdu have used are the abilities of night wandering gods and the abilities of star officials. Zhang Yuanqing sighed with emotion.

The second group is Lingjun and Ruhong's pink head, the latter is a plague god, good at germs and microorganisms, and is restrained by the beast king's cure.

But Lingjun played tepid, from beginning to end, did not take the initiative to attack, because "Fentou" is a very charming mature woman.

"Which branch is my sister the deacon of?"

"Copper Province."

"Alas, I took advantage of this game and won't win.

"It doesn't matter, victory or defeat is not important."

"Yes, the outcome is not important, being able to play against an excellent woman like my sister is my biggest reward.

"As expected of a playboy, he really speaks.

"My sister's participation in the ring competition is for rewards." "It's hard work.

After playing for half an hour, the armored swordsman couldn't help frowning and shouting loudly.

"Quick fight!"

When Lingjun heard this, he clutched his chest and said "Ah", "I'm sick, I admit defeat.

The mature woman opposite was stunned, her face stunned.

Just as she was about to say something, Lingjun clutched her chest and staggered back to the auditorium.

He deliberately let me... is to make me grind a few more... The mature deaconess of the Water God Palace immediately understood the playboy's intention.

For a while, I was grateful and surprised, and my affection for him increased greatly.

"Fu Qingyang and the holy fire are roaring in.

The armored swordsman's voice fell, and somewhere in the seat, a figure in white, Shi Shiran, stood up. Instead of jumping off the high wall like the other players, he grabbed an azure cape and draped it over his shoulders.

clatter

The cloak fluttered, and a cyclone rose from the soles of Fu Qingyang's feet, holding him to the center of the ring.

From the audience, there was a cheer.

"It's so sassy..." Zhang Yuanqing said.

Guan Ya agreed with him very much and said with emotion: "This kid Qingyang likes to pretend to be cool since he was a child.

"And people are stupid and have a lot of money."

"But he prides himself on convincing people with virtue."

"Let's talk about these things in private, don't spread them out.

"Right on my mind."

While speaking, a fireball rose from the auditorium and smashed towards Fu Qingyang who was floating in the air like a cannonball.

Fu Qingyang's face turned cold, and with a flick of his finger, the fireball exploded with a "boom", and a hidden figure appeared in the expanding firelight.

This person is about forty years old, with a burly stature, a beard, a domineering breath, and a sharp gaze. He is the kind of person who walks down the street and is looked at a few times, and will come over and ask "what are you looking at?", and then give you a punch. guy.

"Fu Qingyang" the holy flame roared loudly

"It is said that you are the first person below the Dominion Realm. I am not convinced. I just learned a great trick. I hope you are not vain..."

He didn't speak, he was slowly falling, and saw Fu Qingyang grab a Han Bafang bronze sword from the void, the sword was sharp, but the blade was covered with rust.

With an indifferent face, Young Master Qian slashed down with a sword.

The pupils of the holy fire shrank, and the body trembled strangely. There were countless ways of dodging in my mind, but there were self-contradiction and self-veto.

In the end, nothing was done, and Jian Feng was allowed to open his chest and cut off his sternum.

boom

The holy flame slammed heavily on the arena, and blood burst on the chest, staining the lawn red.

Fu Qingyang turned around and floated back to the ring.

The battle is over before it begins.

The logistics team hurriedly came to the stage, and after checking the injury, they said loudly, "Elder, you need to inject the original liquid of life.

The armored swordsman nodded slightly.

The logistics team carried the holy flame and left in a hurry.

The whole place was silent.

A few seconds later, there was a tidal wave of noise.

"What? This is the end of the deacon of the torch to collect money."

"The acting is so fake, I can avoid Fu Qingyang's sword, but Deacon Tang can't avoid Young Master Qian, he deserves to be Young Master Qian."

The audience said one sentence to another, and they talked endlessly, accusing Fu Qingyang of playing fake games.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered that when he was hunting Black Impermanence in the No. 3 Primary School, the Fire Master of Dark Night Rose didn't even have the courage to fight Fu Qingyang in close combat.

And this Deacon of the Torch, as soon as he came on stage, rushed over.

In comparison, this is a serious fire teacher, the fire teacher of Dark Night Rose is simply a shame for the fire teacher.

During the discussion, Zhang Yuanqing heard Guan Ya sigh with emotion:

"This is the approximation of technology"

The skill is close to the Tao... He recited these four words in his heart, and took the opportunity to ask

"What does this sentence mean?"

This question troubled him for a long time.

"I told you last time that the river pawns are called Xiao Qingyang, and you have experienced the insight specialization of the river pawns." Guan Ya said, "Fu Qingyang's slash is the insight specialization of the river pawns. Enhanced versions, um, enhanced countless versions."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded. The river crossing **** can predict two or three steps. As soon as he raises the muzzle, you have the feeling that you will be hit. No matter if you are facing left or right, you will be predicted by others.

"So, the centurion predicted seven or eight steps, or even more."

Guan Ya shook her head, her face serious:

"No, if that's the case, if he doesn't have the four-character skills, his realm is even higher."

A higher level Zhang Yuanqing raised his brows, "What do you mean?"

"I told you before that Fu Qingyang's talent is not very good. He has been despised by the elders of the family since he was a child. Among his peers, he belongs to the lower middle class, but he is very proud. That kind of pride comes from the bones. Sometimes I I don't understand, why is he so proud even though he is so weak, why is it because of his blind pride that he is often bullied by his peers in the family." When Guan Ya said this, her eyes were filled with recollection, emotion, and yes admire.

"Until the age of 15, I was stunned by him with a wooden knife in a fighting competition organized by my family. He only used one knife. But the knife was fast, hard and accurate, and I was caught off guard.

"Later I learned that in the past seven or eight years, Fu Qingyang has only practiced one move, that's slashing!

"He knows that his talent is not good, so he doesn't learn fighting, he doesn't learn moves, he only practices slashing. He concentrates all his energy and hard work on one move to make it to the top.

"I was convinced that I lost, because I knew that the knife condensed his pride and his half-life efforts. When he made the knife, he was already invincible."

Guan Ya sighed

"After he became a Spirit Realm Walker, he integrated insight into slashing, and he continued to practice day and night. The elders of the family were still not optimistic about him.

"It's true. Back then, he was like a river crossing **** now. He was very strong, but he wasn't top-notch. It wasn't until he was promoted to the Saint Realm that we discovered in horror that he practiced this sword into a rule."

Having said that, Guan Ya looked at Yuan Shi, who was dumbfounded, and nodded:

"Yes, it's the rules, the rules of the rule-like props.

"His slashes can't be avoided, they can only be resisted hard, even the Lord can't avoid them, just like your pair of red dancing shoes, Elder Gou can't do anything.

"Fu Qingyang is the first person to control the rules since the birth of the spirit realm. Of course, I don't know if the leaders of the alliance can do it."

Zhang Yuanqing muttered.

"This is, UU reading www.uukanshu.com skills are close to Tao..."

He suddenly understood why Fu Qingyang looked down on geniuses, why he said that these geniuses were garbage, and why he said that the diligence of the female marshal was not worthy of her talent.

Fu Qingyang does have this capital. He is not very talented, but he has the heart of a strong man.

It's really sad and inspirational... Zhang Yuanqing said silently in his heart.

At this moment, a soft and pleasant voice came from the side.

"Yuanshi Tianzun"

Zhang Yuanqing restrained his thoughts and followed the sound to see that the person who came was a mature and attractive young woman.

The face is round, delicate and flaming red lips, like plump peony flowers.

PS: The typo is changed first and then corrected.