Chapter 288： 288 try

Chapter 288 288 try

In addition to the life directly added to the attribute points, Zhang Rongfang added an extra layer of literary skills and vain skills in order to reassure his master and respect Xuan.

Promote the previous Nascent Soul Middle Stage to the Nascent Soul Late Stage. Adding one and subtracting one adds an extra attribute point.

This promotion also made Yue Dewen's heart sink heavily, knowing that his previous decision to let him go out was correct.

"That's right. The owner of Gold Wings, Cheng Hui, is leading the team after us. This traitor, it seems, intends to step on the flesh and blood of his old club to take over." Zhang Yunqi also had a gloomy expression when he mentioned this person.

"I used to miss the emissary in the Golden Wing Building." Zhang Rongfang saw that he was a little worried, so he smiled relaxedly.

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhang. It's okay."

"It's good that you know it in your heart." Zhang Yunqi nodded.

He is also worried that if his racial identity is exposed, the Daoist Church may not necessarily protect Zhang Ying.

Because Dongzong Secret Collection involves the foundation of all worshipers of gods and warriors.

"Also, the killing method of the worshipers, especially the core content of the statue, must not spread. Otherwise. There has been a precedent before. They will kill everyone who may know!" Zhang Yunqi urged again.

"You mean to massacre the city?" Zhang Rongfang felt cold.

"Ling Ting is high above, how can he care about the life and death of ants under his feet. He can even slaughter the city by colluding with secret sects to cause chaos, let alone such more important things." Zhang Yunqi sighed.

"." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

After contacting the royal family of spirit people many times, he also discovered that these people had already separated himself from the rest of the people.

In their cognition, there are only two kinds of people in this world.

One type, the royal family of spirits.

Another kind, servant.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Has there been any progress in the previous attempts?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

It's been a year, and it's very difficult to study the martial arts worshipers they captured.

Drugs This group of people is basically immune, and their resistance is extremely high.

A little more intense research may stimulate them to explode.

The only thing you can do is to keep trying various methods to see if you can speed up the time to kill them.

"So far, we have tried many methods, and the only useful one is to bury it deep underground." Zhang Yunqi sighed.

"But if it is buried deep, it will still be exploded by the spirit explosion again and again, and it will come out again.

At most, it can be trapped for a while. "Zhang Rongfang shook his head.

"By the way, don't you have something to do today? Why did you come here suddenly?" Zhang Yunqi stood up, and was also a little confused at this time.

During this time, he and Zhang Rongfang basically took turns guarding the test cave. Very few people come early.

After all, everyone has a lot of things to do.

"I have some ideas, I want to test one or two." Zhang Rongfang said seriously.

He recalled what he had talked with that bearded Yuesheng today.

The words 'everything has a heart', flashed across his mind like lightning, and could not go away for a long time.

'That's right, if there is no heart, why do the spiritual lines gather back to worship the body of the martial artist instead of gathering in other places?

If there is no heart, why does the spirit line explode with the body of the martial artist as the core? '

‘We didn’t pay attention at first, because we were completely intimidated by Lingluo’s exaggerated self-healing and resurrection ability. This point is intentionally ignored. '

Zhang Rongfang walked quickly into the depths of the cave while thinking.

Soon came to a dark pit hall.

He jumped down and jumped into the deep pit.

The bottom of the deep pit is an open space the size of a square basketball court.

A motionless long-haired woman covered in blood and flesh was **** in the open space.

Zhang Rongfang stepped forward, drew out the knife, and lifted the woman's chin.

The long hair spread out, revealing a woman's face.

That was obviously Han Jia, who followed Zhu Wanguo back then.

She was also the female assassin who had tried to assassinate him in the Yongxiang County Lord's team before and planted it on the Zhenyi Sect.

Putting down the knife, Zhang Rongfang only made sure that she was still alive.

At this moment, he had an extremely strong feeling in his heart, perhaps this time, he could find the key to killing the martial artist quickly!

"Heart"

He raised the knife horizontally, and with a sudden flash, it sliced ​​across Han Jia's throat.

"Come and let me see, where is Ni?"

As long as he kills the spiritual explosion, then he may be able to measure the distance through the range of the spiritual explosion, and then reversely calculate the center point of the spiritual explosion.

Because every spiritual explosion, according to his observation, will form a nearly perfect circle.

And this is obviously a special phenomenon produced from a uniform explosion at one point.

Anyway, this time.

He has a strong feeling.

Using low-light vision, maybe it can really be done.

With a bang, the rope snapped. Han Jia fell to the ground and stood up slowly.

She hasn't eaten for a long time. At this time, her eyes are blurred, her pupils are dilated, and she is basically in a coma.

But her body still has instincts.

This is the exaggeration of the martial artist.

Just like the railway man that Zhang Rongfang saw back then.

Even if their consciousness disappears, they still have basic offensive and defensive capabilities.

Chick!

Chick!

Chick!

Zhang Rongfang rushed out the knife again and again, no matter how Han Jia dodged the attack and defense, it was useless.

His current level has already far surpassed Han Jia's three times of foreign medicine.

Zhang Rongfang swung the knife again and again, and he was also recalling the situation of the previous experiment in his mind.

In the past, they also tried to find the core of the martial artist. But can't find anything.

And now, if it is really what Na Yuesheng said, he really has a heart.

Then it may be that their previous method was wrong.

‘The heart unifies everything, is the source of all power, and connects everything. If there is, in addition to calculation, I can also find it through the trajectory of the departure and return of the spiritual line! '

Others can't see the trajectory in the body after the spirit thread returns, but he can try!

Zhang Rongfang's thoughts were solidified.

The hands were constantly moving, and the blade waited for Han Jia to recover, before slashing away.

Time passed by little by little.

The time of day is unknown in the cave. When he was killing someone, Zhang Yunqi also came in to take a look.

But also said nothing, then turned and left.

One year passed, and he couldn't see more and more clearly the strength of this Taoist.

The last time they played against each other, both sides failed to make a real move, and they were evenly divided. But that was a year ago.

And now.

Poof!

For the last knife, Zhang Rongfang held the Qiulin knife from Zhu Wanguo. The precious sword was unparalleled in sharpness, and it was the sharpest of all the weapons he handled.

Of course, after exterminating the secret religion, this knife became his personal saber.

A silver light flashed, piercing Han Jia's neck.

Before the blood oozes out, Zhang Rongfang retreats suddenly, retreating dozens of meters away while breathing, and waits quietly.

In the middle of the deep pit, Han Jia stretched out his hand, trying to cover his bleeding throat, but to no avail.

The last time she died, she seemed to have regained her sanity, her eyes fixed on Zhang Rongfang.

"I will wait for you below.!" Unfortunately, this sentence became blurred because of the severed throat.

She bent down, her body began to tremble.

Boom! !

In an instant, a mass of silver light exploded, and countless silver spiritual threads scattered like fireworks.

Bunches of spiritual threads are like monster silver snakes, covering a range of 30 meters around in the blink of an eye.

Within thirty meters, everything is completely covered and penetrated.

All living creatures are pierced and devoured by the spirit thread.

But it is a pity that this is a pothole specially customized for worshipers of gods and warriors. Except for the underground location, there are no living creatures that can be swallowed in other directions.

And underground are some bugs and earthworms in the soil.

Zhang Rongfang stood on the edge of the silver ball formed by the spirit line, watching quietly.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he found that the spiritual thread began to retract.

Without hesitation, he exploded at full speed and approached. At the same time, his dark-light vision eyes were fixed on Han Jia's corpse.

Soon, pieces of spiritual threads retracted into Han Jia's body.

On the surface, these spiritual threads are drilled through the pores of the skin. Once in the skin, their subsequent flow is invisible.

But Zhang Rongfang relied on dark light vision at this time to clearly see the changes in the next step.

those spirit lines

They all gathered on Han Jia's left shoulder, deep in the flesh and blood, and he couldn't see the deeper parts.

But. There it is!

Zhang Rongfang's eyes were bright, and the Qiulin knife in his hand slashed straight and precisely at that spot.

One second before, the silver thread retracted completely, and the next second, the sword in his hand brushed across Han Jia's left shoulder

Chick!

The precious knife was slightly hindered, and quickly cut a big **** hole on Han Jia's shoulder.

But, it failed.

Zhang Rongfang clearly saw in his eyes that the spiritual line is already flowing, still converging and shrinking, and it is still there.

No!

He suddenly shrank his pupils.

In the deep part of the wound on Han Jia's left shoulder, his dark light vision penetrated the wound, and he could clearly see a silver light that was brighter than other silver threads, flickering and emitting light.

The silver light was only the size of a fingernail, and it was only seen for a second, and then moved away towards other positions in a blink of an eye.

Not long after, it was covered by a large silver line, and there was no trace.

Zhang Rongfang's dark-light vision is not completely see-through after all. He was able to see it just now because the wound was closer to the body and he found the core position.

That's why I just happened to see the existence of the silver light spot.

"What was that just now?!" Zhang Rongfang tried hard to recall the scene he just saw.

Looking at Han Jia who has re-entered the restart state.

He turned around and went to the weapon rack on one side, and took out a seemingly ordinary slender blade from it.

The surface of the blade is silvery white, but it is a bit thick, and the edge is a strange copper color.

This is the World Knife repackaged by Nijiao.

The blade is 1.7 meters long, and the handle is two palms long. Can be gripped with both hands and one hand.

"One more time, this time I will be able to see clearly"

Zhang Rongfang clenched his long knife tightly and looked at Han Jia who just woke up.

If you can't kill the Lingwei Lingluo quickly, then it is meaningless to find the core of the Lingxian.

Anyway, they can only be killed after the spirit explodes. What's the point of not finding the spirit core?

The biggest difference between ordinary warriors and god-worshiping warriors is that they are immortal.

If the characteristic of immortality is eliminated, the huge gap between ordinary people and martial arts worshipers will be extremely narrowed.

At his present stage, his stamina, strength, and stamina have reached the genetic limit. It is meaningless to practice these three aspects of martial arts again.

The only thing that is useful to him is the martial arts that enhance recovery and defense.

That is hard work and literary work.

That is to say, for him now, martial arts is of little significance to improve his strength.

The biggest gap between him and the martial artist is immortality and physical fitness.

Now, solving the feature of immortality seems to be about to find the dawn of a breakthrough!

(end of this chapter)