Chapter 1057

Silently, with the uniform prayer, a wisp of white flame appeared on the 11 remaining bitter friars of the chant corps, with unimaginable heat, but without any wailing and pain. Each of the 11 remaining bitter friars of the chant Corps smiled and their eyes showed firmness and longing, The voice of prayer grew louder and louder.

"What's going on?"

The chameleon stood in place and looked at the bitter monk who knelt on the ground with white flames but prayed loudly. Her eyes were puzzled and puzzled.

"They saw their lifelong ideals!"

After walliver sighed, he said, "but obviously, they are not smart enough, they are just blind; they can't see the truth under the essence of that thing; well, in a word you like, that is, 'those who are blinded by the false fog will only sink in the dark', but they think they have found the light!"

"So, how's ye?"

The chameleon turned his head and looked again at the still rotating gray wind.

"He? Of course he's fine. He's the one who gets the most benefit!"

Walliver answered very positively, and in order to make his answer more powerful, it also reiterated: "he should wake up in about a few minutes!"

"Lucky guy!"

With this ending, walliver disappeared into the heart of his contractor and returned to a place similar to the seal land - similar to the seal land of the strange wolf, but much more comfortable and desirable, because there are not only soft beds, but also golden and brilliant treasures; It is a treasure piled up by countless pieces of gold, colored gemstones, and weapons and armor with various fluctuations.

At ordinary times, when walliver went out to rest on his bed, he squatted here to count his "booty" -- for the thief Duke, as long as he had these "booty", it didn't matter whether it was sealed or not; Today, however, it did not count the booty that it had long remembered, but directly dug it up in the "booty".

Gold bricks, precious stones, weapons and armor were thrown aside by him. He didn't look at these things that he cherished very much in ordinary days. He didn't stop until he "dug" a box in the depths of the treasure. It was a box only the size of an adult's palm, which was no more than five inches high, enough to show its compactness; But the thief Duke held it carefully in his hand.

"Everything is like a record. The opportunity of 'two kings' has appeared. Where is the heritage of the gods? The battlefield across the sky? And what is the power of the so-called God on God?" walliver opened the box and looked at a roll of broken parchment inside. A touch of meditation appeared on the inhuman face.

……

Ye Qi hasn't felt such comfortable sleep for a long time. He has been used to compressing time. His attitude towards sleep has long become habitual - it's not a big deal. After entering riyao level, many strong people will compress sleep and spend more time as cultivation; Although Ye Qi is not a battle and cultivation madman, he has to do his best in front of the inevitable enemy.

Maybe you should take a day off occasionally to sleep.

With this idea, ye Qi opened his eyes, and then he was stunned - fifty trees of 30 years old were divided into two rows, neatly planted in front of him, and extended to the door of the small park at the end of the street. The door was divided into two doors, each composed of iron bars with the thickness of adult index fingers and sharp tips, About ten inches below the sharp tip, the same iron bar was bent into an arc, then down the most two iron bars, and then at the bottom of all iron bars, another curved arc was formed.

Such two curved arc iron bars were firmly welded and dyed gold with paint, so that the two simple gates looked like that; Although it didn't actually have any anti-theft or other functions other than decorations, ye Qi was bluffed by it for a long time. He realized the function of the two iron doors only after his teacher easily removed the seemingly unbreakable iron bars and formed a free shuttle channel.

This is Tallinn?

Ye Qi blinked, and everything in front of him was still the same. He immediately ran to the iron fence door, stretched out his hand and grabbed the penultimate and third iron fences on the left iron fence door near the wall - Zhi, after a very slight sound, ye Qi 'lifted' the two iron fences up.

It's really Tallinn!

Looking at the iron fence that was "lifted" and the scenery behind the iron fence gate, ye Qi was very sure of his surprise idea before - Ye Qi was very familiar with everything in the small park, even plants and trees. After completing the basic training of demon hunters, he completed some advanced training in the small Park; He spent almost ten months eating, living and training here, so that Yeqi regarded it as his other "home". Even if he had to move into dad's bar because of the cold weather, he would habitually come here for a walk after training every morning.

I was supposed to be at shack's Demon Hunter Club, but now I'm in Tallinn!

Such a feeling

The power of faith?

Ye Qi closed his eyes and began to feel everything around him. From his perception, he gave him feedback. The slightly dull and confused sense of familiarity made Ye Qi squint his eyes - although Ye Qi didn't know why he was here, there was obviously a trace to follow if he wanted to go out.

After all, after so many belief fairyland, ye Qi will not be unable to start with the existence similar to belief fairyland in front of him.

Through the "free passage", ye Qi made a circle in the park according to his habit and walked towards the place he knew best - the center of the small park is a fountain of flower sculpture, surrounded by 16 benches; And that's all about the park, and that's why Ye Qi calls it "small"; However, such a small place does not lack people's patronage. Especially on weekends, the crowd is not an endless stream, but enough to fill 16 benches, plus some small vendors. Therefore, it is naturally impossible for ye Qi to train in full view of the public.

After entering from the gate, it faces the fountain in the center of the small park to the left, passes through two benches, and after crossing a four foot wide green belt, there is a room that is not tall, but has a considerable length - here is an electric water pump and reservoir. The fountain in the center of the small park owes all its normal operation to here; Because it is relatively remote, except that the staff of the small park will switch on and off the electric water pump at 10 a.m. and 8 p.m., basically no one will come back here. Coupled with their own shelter, it naturally becomes the best place for ye Qi's advanced training.

When ye Qi crossed the green belt and did not reach the front of the room where the electric water pump and reservoir were located, a figure had appeared in his sight. Looking at the familiar background, ye Qi, who had guessed in his heart, was still stunned. After taking a deep breath, he respectfully shouted, "teacher!"

"Much faster than I thought!"

Old John's voice rang out and turned around at the same time; Looking at the teacher in front of him, ye Qi's eyes widened - in his impression, his teacher is always so sloppy, not only sloppy, but also lazy, drunk, cheating and slippery from time to time. Anyway, he is a bad middle-aged man full of bad habits.

However, the teacher in front of him is a little different. LOSA Hu is gone. His smooth chin and messy hair are combed neatly, revealing his wide and clean forehead. His dark gray eyes are clear at this time, like a shallow stream of water, and the smile at the corner of his mouth makes Ye Qi feel a sense of sunshine.

Ye Qi never imagined that his teacher would have such a vibrant and even shining smile; Among the people Yeqi knows, Lyman's appearance and temperament are enough to remind people of the sun, but at the moment, his teacher seems to be the rising sun, which makes people feel warm and attracted.

"Although it's puzzling for you to say so, as I said before, you can really distinguish right from wrong after trying; if you just go to see, you'll always just wander outside the door!" old John smiled and looked at his disciples. His voice was as slow as that of the demon hunter training at the beginning, but he said clearly: "This is the last lesson. When you finish it, you can be regarded as a qualified demon hunter!"

With that, there was a trace of abnormality in old John's clear gray eyes. The sharp breath penetrated through those eyes like the tip of a knife. Even ye Qi could clearly see that in the gray depth, there were flashes of golden light.

But just like this, with a slight look at each other, ye Qi seemed to feel that countless sharp swords appeared around him, and the sword tips were all aimed at him. The cold breath showed that as long as he moved at will, he would be pierced by thousands of arrows in the next moment.

"Teacher, are you?"

Ye Qi felt the strange things around him. He looked at the teacher who was different from his teacher with a bitter smile. He believed in some experiences in the dreamland, and then connected with the teacher's previous words to let him understand what he could do next. For this, if possible, ye Qi absolutely didn't want to do so.

"Apart from the test, this is also the 'property' I left you. As a disciple, you need to inherit!"

Old John, who appeared in his true face, reached out and touched the sword box behind him. A gold cast sword handle inlaid with gemstones appeared in his hand. With the handle in his hand, the gold in his gray eyes became more and more rich. He looked at Ye Qi and said in a harsh voice: "this is a real battle. There can be no slackness or hesitation!"

"If I can, I really want to slack off or hesitate in the face of such a battle!"

Ye Qi faced his teacher's harsh questions, did not refute, but smiled bitterly.

"Self righteous guy!"

Old John's staring eyes had already been filled with gold. His pupils became narrow and slender, and a force familiar to Yeqi appeared on him——

Longwei!

After feeling the familiar Longwei, ye Qi's subconscious song gushed out of the restrained [Longwei (ancient dragon)].

Roar!

Two roars that subdued all things sounded at the same time, one golden and one gray, and then two huge figures appeared in the air, dancing their wings and staring at each other with dragon singing; The next moment, two huge figures launched an assault with their own goals.

Boom!

The huge explosion brought a strong hurricane. The small park in Yeqi's memory was destroyed in an instant. There was nothing left, and Yeqi was as if he had been hit by a train. He crossed dozens of yards in the air before falling to the ground. Then he stepped back again and again, and then he stood firm.

"Dare you think you are right now?"

In mid air, the figure of old John floated there with golden light, and his eyes looked at his disciples; Facing the teacher with scolding eyes, ye Qi smiled bitterly again. He shook his numb arm and said, "teacher, what was that move just now?"

"Dragon martial arts. Shanlan!"

Dragon skills?

No wonder it completely exceeded the limit of momentum. There would be a general feeling that the "dragon" would come back to life. After hearing old John's words, ye Qi narrowed his eyes. He asked loudly again, "teacher, does dragon martial arts count in your 'property'?"

"Of course, as long as you can 'win' me!"

Old John in mid air, without any scruples, said his weakness: "my body is just an illusion, and all my strength is in the attack, that is to say, as long as you can 'touch' me, then you can pass!"

"Why, smelly boy? You won't even be tied up in front of an illusion of me? If so, I don't mind leaving my 'property' to others; Enid, Kutch's disciple, is good, don't you think?" old John asked with a smile at Yeqi.

"Of course, I should inherit the teacher's property! As for others? When I die, there may be a chance! As long as I'm not dead, step aside!" narrowed Ye Qi said slowly. Then he squatted down slightly and put his right hand on the handle of Yan magic Dao. The momentum brought by [Longwei (ancient dragon)] condensed again.

"It looks good. What's the effect?"

The phantom of old John said so, and the answer to him was a knife like a thunderbolt——

Qiang!

The unknown long sword stood in front of Yan magic knife. The competition between the two ice blades brought a fluffy spark and a harsh friction sound.

"Good speed, almost strength!"

"Really?"

After ye Qi asked a rhetorical question, he did not hesitate to turn on the feature of [mountain. Landslide], and immediately added the 5-point difference to [agility]; Suddenly, from 26 to 31, ye Qi's whole body felt light; Then the [decaying capsule technique] was opened again, + 8 temporary agility and perception, and immediately the [agility] of 31 became 39, which is enough to be called the limit for Yeqi at the moment.

Whoosh!

Ye Qi, who has 39 [agility], turned into a wind and surrounded the illusion of his teacher. Just by waving, the Yan magic knife in his hand seemed to have hundreds of them, forming a blade mountain and pressing against the illusion of old John——

Qiang, Qiang, Qiang!

Dang, Dang, Dang!

The sound of friction and beating became one; However, except that old John's phantom was forced to retreat one step at the beginning, the rest of the time did not retreat at all. The unknown long sword in his hand was like a very broad shield to block all ye Qi's attacks.

"Good speed!"

Although it was a compliment of similar significance, this time old John's phantom was a little surprised. In this surprise, another "Yeqi" appeared behind him, and his hands were also full of knives. Not only that, he also felt that the surrounding air suddenly thickened and his body sank involuntarily.

And in this sinking moment, ye Qi and Fen Shen, the long knife in their hands, had attacked at the same time.

Qiang!

Once again, in the harsh friction sound, the nameless long sword and Yan magic knife hit each other, and the phantom of old John fell directly to the ground, passing by the separate attack.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

However, old John just fell to the ground, and countless black shadow spikes wrapped him -- [shadow spikes: after integrating into the contract owner or the surrounding shadows, he can be ordered to release 1d10 shadow spikes full of negative energy to attack the enemy; the more the number, the less powerful the shadow spikes will be.]

Of course, the power of shadow minions is not enough to cause harm to old John, but for this illusion similar to separation, it has extraordinary power. The situation of "touching" and disappearing is really very powerful for each shadow minion who can release ten [shadow spikes].

Boom!

When the black shadow thorn was about to touch the phantom of old John, the golden flame appeared on the unknown sword; Before he approached, Yeqi sensed the message of fear from the shadow servant; Immediately, without hesitation, he put all the shadow servants away again.

There are exactly 200 shadow minions. If one is lost, it will be a great loss for Yeqi - after all, losing any shadow minion means turning the shadow shuttle twice a day into one.

"How dangerous! What a cunning boy!"

Old John's phantom looked at Yeqi, who also fell in front of him, and sighed as if he were lucky.

"What's that?"

Ye Qi looked at the golden flame on the nameless sword and couldn't help asking - the golden flame, which he saw for the first time, and he could detect the danger of this flame from the shadow servant and his own perception.

"Dragon fire, a kind of dragon martial arts!"

The phantom of old John answered truthfully.

"What just stopped my attack is also dragon martial arts?"

Yeqi continued to ask.

"Well, dragon martial arts. Don't move. It can be regarded as a high-level application of dragon martial arts!"

Old John's phantom still didn't hide. After saying this, he looked at Ye Qi again and said with a pleased and expected smile: "you can force me to use dragon fire. You have far exceeded my expectations. This is the strongest ability that I can use this phantom; come on, let's continue!"

Looking at the phantom of the teacher who raised his long sword again, ye Qi couldn't help looking at the light blue system screen where there was a prompt: [Vajra body].

[Vajra body: powerful enough to be ignored, it will inevitably bring admirable changes; effect: physical attack damage - 30%, magic attack damage - 25%; gain feature: Vajra soul.]

[Vajra Soul: face any attack with supreme courage; effect: rebound the real damage of any damage by 23% {physique (strength + agility + perception + charm) X100% - 15%}; duration: 1 second, 2 levels.]

Glancing at the characteristics of [Vajra body. Vajra soul], ye Qi's eyes flashed a struggle. Then he raised his head and looked at the phantom of the teacher in front of him and smiled bitterly again——

When will I learn to do anything to win?

This is my teacher. Although it's just an illusion, I want to use such a opportunistic way

If the teacher knew that I inherited his' property 'in this way, I'm afraid it would really break my leg?

Besides, didn't I choose the Vajra body with a winning mentality at the beginning?

Now I want to shrink back because I encounter some difficulties. This is just a place similar to the illusion of faith. My opponent is also the illusion of a teacher, which is not dangerous to me; There is no danger like this. I want to shrink back. So what should I do in the face of real danger?

With such a rhetorical question about himself, ye Qi lowered his head and looked at the Yan magic knife in his hand. The dark blue blade was quiet but shining. He sighed and asked jokingly, "how about a sword duel with my teacher?"

Buzz!

The trembling of Yan magic knife reflects the most real idea in Ye Qi's heart.

Then fight!

Ye Qi gave a long smile and waved his knife in the face of his teacher's Phantom - the sound of two weapons hitting and colliding appeared again.

Not only did the two weapons become shadows invisible to the naked eye, but the bodies of Ye Qi and old John were entangled with each other; Apart from the sounds and sparks from time to time, ordinary people can't see that these two people are fighting.

At the beginning, ye Qi still had the idea of defeating his teacher's illusion, but with the passage of time, this idea was unconsciously replaced - looking at the long sword burning with golden flame, ye Qi's eyes were only to defend the other party's attack and attack after making flaws.

With the passage of time, ye Qi has no defense in his eyes, only attack - find out the other party's flaws, go up with a knife, force the other party to keep defending, and then press it up again to make the other party defend again.

In the end, such an attack was left with a constant and tireless knife waving, and even a series of system prompts could not be heard——

[cold weapon (Master) + 1]

[cold weapon (Master) + 1]

[cold weapon (Master) + 1]

……

Until his long sword once again pressed the other party's long sword, the blade went down along the blade and hit the golden sword jaw. A burst of vibration, Yan magic knife was like a dragon ready to go. One stabbed directly at the other party's face, the upper body of old John's phantom fell back, and the unknown long sword in his hand swept Ye Qi's chest.

Attack the enemy and save yourself.

However, ye Qi seems unable to see the sweeping sword. For ye Qi, who has only attack in his eyes at the moment, his brain has come to the most certain result - if he doesn't hide or flash, he will only be seriously injured if the other party dies.

And the result is just as Yeqi speculated——

Poof!

The phantom of old John was pierced by Yan magic knife, while the other party's unknown long sword stopped in front of Ye Qi's chest.

"Teacher!"

Like waking up from a dream, ye Qi was stunned and saw the phantom pierced by Yan magic knife. He subconsciously rushed to the side of the phantom and instinctively shouted.

"Take your weapons!"

The phantom of old John took out the hell magic knife inserted above his throat and handed it to Ye Qi; Ye Qi looked at the teacher who was nothing at all, and then he reflected that it was an illusion, just an illusion of the teacher.

"Well done! Much better than I thought!"

The phantom of old John stood up again, stretched out his palm and touched the head of Ye Qi, who was still a little stunned. He sighed a long time, smiled and said: "he really did a good job, whether he became a trainee apostle, a branch president of langdingburg, or in the face of those so-called 'high-level'..."

The phantom of old John slowly narrated everything he saw in his eyes and his appreciation for his disciples; Until this time, ye Qi found that his teacher had been following behind him, and a heat flow rose from his heart. Ye Qi immediately lowered his head, so that people could not see his expression and listened to the teacher silently.

"Well, we're going to separate again!"

"Teacher, where are you and the profiteer now?"

Hearing this, Yeqi immediately looked up and asked; However, the phantom of old John, who has always answered questions, shook his head this time: "a place you can't come now; don't worry, ward and I will come back soon!"

With such words, the phantom disappeared directly, and the surroundings began to change. When the noisy voice rang, the oily expression of the profiteer appeared in front of Ye Qi again——

"Smelly kid, long time no see!"

The profiteer greeted Ye Qi, and ye Qi didn't hesitate to punch him for such a greeting.

Bang!

PS first change ~ ~ timing~~