Vol 4 Chapter 169: Nothing to do

"But..." Prince Moore wanted to go on and was shocked by Liu. [m rapid update]
"I have learned, so what do you want?" Old Liu's face began to become rascal: "Besides, there is no mature blood magic instructor to teach me offensive magic. Just knowing that the introduction is useful! I will I want to play with a blood baby, why are you so confused?"
"You......hey..." Prince Moore is too much to say anything, he wants to say nothing, think about it, he muttered vaguely: "...The magician's comet ring Shields are all out..."
"This is nothing more than drawing the blood magic power of a flame emperor. It would be fine if all the strength of the flame emperor was drawn over. How do I think that flame emperor is also the skill of a high-level magister." Liu Zhensha was also a little happy. To restrain himself, he took Prince Moore's arm and said, "Or you can find a blood mage and teach me how to release attack magic, just a blood bullet!"
"Forget it..." His Royal Highness drew his arm away and waved his hand without looking back: "Let's talk about it next time. I have lost two magicians and a blood baby in this battle. I have to hurry. Take care of the finishing touches and make peace with the tyrant, and I must go back quickly."
Liu Zhensha sneered watching Benitez's escape from the back, and several bosses smiled bitterly and shook their heads not far away.
"If it is other magic, Nana and I can teach you, but unfortunately it is blood magic." Daisy shook her head regretfully, "It's not easy to be a wizard-level magician, even if the dragon wants to kill you. , You have to pay a lot of money, but it's a pity that you are actually a half-hearted. You can't send any magic, so you get beaten."
"It's not a magister, it should be a magister!" Liu shocked, suddenly slapped his skull. The blood wave wreath belonging to Tidal Lord Grenn encircling the mithril arm was gaze and absorbed, and the "comet ring shield" encircling his neck was immediately mixed with some azure blue. Twenty-five rice-sized blood beads are collectively plated with a layer of sapphire blue, and the free comet ring is more like a milky way. Wearing this layer of "comet ring shield", Lao Liu feels like he will be deep. The starry sky is draped and armed.
"No way! This is the blood of Ultra-Order Beasts!" Liu shocked his eyes wide. He kept smacking his lips, it is really difficult for a mage to advance to a high level!
Since he had absorbed the blood magic power of the flame emperor and a lot of high-level monsters such as the Barto Demon, Liu Zhenshan jumped five levels from the magic apprentice and went straight to the wizard—this is not an ordinary Boolean B. How many magicians have been stuck in the bottleneck of high-level wizards for a lifetime, and will not be able to rise to the rank of mentor even after death, but the good luck of Old Liu is obviously over. It is also a super-order beast. Old Liu has absorbed the blood magic power of Tide Lord Green, and he can't even step up the step from the magician to the magician. Why doesn't this make Liu shocked and dumbfounded. When drawing blood for the first three times in the initial stage of the magic, there is a bonus for the first night right. These three extractions are not a little bit more powerful than the subsequent blood extraction effects. The Royal Collection Bronze Blood Magic Book has the most direct indication. The first three foundation layings are the magic stones that a blood wizard will achieve in the future. Occupying so much geographical advantage, Lao Liu couldn't help but strongly slandered the magician and the threshold for promotion to the magician was too high.
"Only speaking of Fallen Magic or Main Gate Magic, every level of leap is far from being as simple as stepping up a step. The higher the level, the more so. In fact, even if it is a magister, the strength of each magister is different. , You can’t always pay attention to titles when you measure your strength, Richard, you are too greedy.
Nana secretly smiled, covering her mouth.
Liu's shocked gaze fell on the evil-eyed tyrant in the sky again. Prince Moore was riding on the back of a pig-faced troll bat, nodding and bowing down and flatteringly saying something to the evil-eyed tyrant. Maybe he was saying goodbye. Old Liu thought.
The six-winged flame demon who was controlled by the evil eye tyrant, mechanically flapped the only remaining pair of flame wings in the air with a dazed expression. Liu Zhenzheng looked at the six-winged flame demon up and down, quietly calculating in his heart. , If you count the salt water kui ox and its blood, and draw it with the third foundation laying, it should be enough to rush to the magister. If you draw the evil eye tyrant again, I don’t know...
"Pavel!" Liu Shock waved to the archer Nedved, Shen Jian Zheqin walked to the boss's side with the huge toad.
"Use a feather arrow to smear the bath water I sealed in a glass bottle, will you surely hit the meat ball on our head?" Liu shook his head, and the low magnetic levitation blew Nedved.
"Just so I can easily shoot, it's not a super-order beast. These guys have a super keen hunch for gaze lock." Nedved said honestly: "Don't stare at it, you just need to stare at it for more than a second. Zhong, even the eyes on its tentacles will stare at you, making you hairy."
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"...Huh...what...what's the matter with this toad?" Liu shocked and looked at the huge three-legged golden toad beside the centaur archer with goose bumps. It was dense bubbling skin warts and a pair of lanterns with eyes facing the sky. The pitting reminded him of the disfigured one.
"The mount I caught!" Nedved proudly showed off, and the leprechaun also croaked twice in agreement. [m rapid update]
"My day!" Liu was shocked when he looked at the giant toad weighing two or three tons, and was surprised: "This is a high-level monster. You can also catch it as a mount... stare at me. Why... It's not to doubt your level. I believe you shot it to death, but how can you catch it alive? And let it be so obedient? Ive been wanting to ask you just now, just tell me. "
"I used our House clan's secret technique ‘Equestrianism’." Centaur archer Nedved stroked his chest. "Fortunately, O'Pang and the boss, you went to rush to kill, and you left this advantage to me."
"Equestrianism?" Liu shocked his head and buzzed in chaos.
Liu Zhensha, the famous "Equestrian Skill", has long been heard. This is Mr. Bole, the great sage of the ancient House clan, a secret skill summed up in the House dialect, which is only circulated within the House clan, and passed from male to female. Passing down to sons but not to daughter-in-law, after several world wars, this ancient skill is also declining within the House clan. In fact, "Equestrianism" is not a big deal when it comes to the end. It's how to distinguish among the horses, which are good horses and which are stray horses, and then communicate with these horses using the "secret of mutual training". Obtaining mutual trust-this is very similar to the sacrifice of the devil's pets, except that the success rate of the House Clan's "Secret Words of Counseling" is 100%, which is much better than the "psychic song" of the sacrifice.
The gentle temperament of horses makes them the best means of transportation. The orcs of most races in the Bemun Kingdom are not very strong, short statures abound, and domesticated the grumpy wolves as mounts like Wolf. The short Bimon didn't dare, so the best service beasts were horses with mild temperaments. The wild boar mounts on which the pigeon knights rode were far inferior to horses in terms of running ability and endurance.
The Kingdom of Beamon also exports a small amount of warhorses of the House race to human merchants every year. The war horses produced by the House tribe are still popular in the human world. The House tribe uses "phase equestrianism" to pick the best horses. As long as they are properly reared, they can reach half a ton - which is almost as strong as a baby elephant. The mount used as a heavy cavalry is absolutely beautiful.
In the entire Aegean Continent, no one except Haus Bimon, who is proficient in "phase horsemanship", could bear such an excellent horse.
"What's the matter with a leper treasure?" Lord Lord stared at his confidant guard with idiotic eyes, pointed to the three-legged giant toad on the ground and said: "Don't tell me, this leper treasure It's a good horse!"
The strange dispute caused a large crowd of onlookers. Everyone stared at the three-legged golden toad. The battlefield was cleaned up. Everyone quietly packed their clothes and was ready to skate at any time. There was excitement to watch. , All coaxed over.
"It's not only a good horse, it's also the best thousand-mile horse!" Nedved's face turned red, and he shook his neck and said to Liu shockedly: "I also broke an example today and told my boss and brothers. Let’s say that our House’s
horse horsemanship
is the top-level
Xiangxun secret

癃～mourning～width～day～shaven～ru～lei～cha
, this is the domestication of real Qianli horses that use gold Secret language!"
After hearing this, the three-legged Jin Chan kept croaking for joy, and the eyes of the two bulbs were shining with gold, and he looked very happy.
When all the hippo poets heard these words, their joking expressions immediately became solemn, and each one was in awe.
"Long-Yang-Yi, the hoof is like a tired song?" Liu repeated the series of dialects shockedly, before opening his mouth and cursing: "Obis Laqi! Don't tell me your House dialect! I listen. I don't understand what this means!"
{PS: "On the day of long and long, the hoof is like a tired song", this sentence is annotated in the "Xianma Jing" by the ancient Chinese master of Xiangma, Bo Le. This sentence of Bole's foolish son holding the old man As a sacred decree, I went out to find a Maxima, and finally found a toad to go home, because the appearance and characteristics of the toad are exactly the same as the characteristics of the Maxima that his father Bole said-this is the origin of the idiom "according to the map".
"Let me translate the meaning. This sentence is a dialect unique to our House people. To put it apart, it is: the main characteristic of a thousand-mile horse is that it is as high as the brain gate of the snow mountain of Temurraya, and its bulging eyes are like a full moon. The hooves are like piles of wine." The hippo poet O'Neill waved his arm, holding the poet's style, and his expression was solemn and solemn like chanting a bardic poem praising the of war.
"The brain door, bulging eyes, hoof like wine song?" Liu shocked his waist with a smile, tears splashing everywhere.
The shape of the toad is too close to these few comments about the Maxima. The ordinary leprechaun certainly cannot be ridden, but the three-legged golden toad the size of a rhino is absolutely fine, but it cannot be because of the three-legged golden toad. For people to ride, according to this logic, it is a Chollima, right? How could Liu Zhenshan not admit that this toad is a thousand-mile horse, and the three-legged toad still runs thousands of miles? Isn't that a stray toad?
There was no laughter, only silence.
"'Xiangxun Secret Words' can work on this three-legged golden toad, which proves that it is a real Chollima. Only when the blood and soul are flowing from the depths of the Chollima's blood, will this phrase of'Xiangxun Secret Words" be answered. It resonates." O'Neill said to the boss sternly: "Although I did not learn from the elders, the house art of'phase horsemanship', but I have no reservations about the seriousness of this skill that has been passed down for thousands of years. The highest reverence in the world."
Because it is related to the honor and dignity of the House. O'Neill had to come out to question the authority of Lord Lord, what he said was the truth, within the House clan. "Equestrianism" is as sacred and inviolable as the "Code of Sacrifice" in the temple.
The two Pier clan scepters sacrificed a few hurried coughs, and several bosses also gave Liu shocked winks.
"Hmm... well, I admit this clam... no... the status of Maxima, now I officially canonize the title of Pavel Nedved’s Fierce Army'Sou Ji Knight'." Old Liu took a look. Involved in ethnic issues. He also quickly converged. At any rate, he was a temple offering sacrifice. This matter seemed unnecessary. What happened to riding a stray toad. Nedved is riding a tadpole, he is also his own archer guard.
"The bandit is trying to find a knight?" Nedved suddenly pulled a horse face like a bitter gourd, and he was a little confused.
"Yes. Feijun." Liu Zhenshake didn't realize that he had simplified his vocabulary, which had caused much psychological burden on the simple archer.
Ichijo couldn't help being beside him, and he almost didn't laugh to death.
"Laugh a fart! Take a picture in the mirror, and you look like brothers with this'thousand-mile horse'. Both are singeing." Old Liu smiled and twisted the rogue crane's face: " Don't hurry up and get me healed!"
"Damn! Isn't it possible to pretend to be a toad from the Zuo Dannu tribe in Bimeng? Hey, Bimeng is the ugliest one." Yiyi chuckles with a smile.
Guo Guo jumped out of Lao Liu's arms, and tremblingly moved to the side of Qian Li Ma. Seeing that the three-legged golden toad did not respond, Guo Guo stretched out his finger and stabbed the golden toad with its webbed feet as thick as a stone pier, and croaked. Called twice, looked down and stared for a long time, but couldn't find Guoguo. When Guoguo continued to stretch out his paws to poke it, the three-legged golden toad finally caught the scene of activity and stretched out his tongue to lick After licking the face of this little thing, the scared Guoguo hid in Liu Shock's arms, immersed in his saliva, and then secretly revealed the huge toad that looked at the thief's eyes.
"What a cute little thing." A huge voice echoed in everyone's heart. The lingering and soft voice seemed to have a trace of sleepiness, and a yellow beam-like dream fragrance rose from the bottom of my heart. The eyelids are dizzy.
Like everyone else, Liu Zhensha suddenly raised his head and watched the evil-eyed tyrant who was floating in the sky, and then everyone found out that their actions were so neat and consistent that they almost didn't need to ask anything. , Everyone already understands what just happened.
This evil eye tyrant is so powerful! Liu Shock's heart felt cold.
Directly using mental power to communicate silently with others is a sign of being able to control the spirits of others. No matter what, everyone, including the fairy dragon and Ichijo, heard the words of the evil eye tyrant, and this is also clear It is unmistakably proved that this evil eye tyrant can control and manipulate the spiritual will of everyone here with mental power. If there is a difference, it is only a difference in the process and time of control.
Who knows how long it takes this guy to control himself, a minute or a quarter of an hour? There was nothing in Liu Shock's heart. This meat ball does not control the soul like the Siren, nor does it rely on the "shadow raid" to control the shadow like Liu Zhenhuan. God knows three major curses-"Curse of Blood", "Holy Curse", "Curse of the Fallen God" Does it have the ability to drink resistance?
"Your Majesty, what do you want? To fight and not to fight, to go and not to go, do you want to kick me upside down?" Liu shocked and yawned, so he relaxedly said to the tentacled ball of meat in the air: "Just right, I still lack a demon pet. Brother, I am a natural soul singer. With a 50% chance of calling a pet, I should be worthy of you."
There is something outside of what Lao Liu said. He was very skillful in showing his identity as a natural soul singer. He also euphemistically told this big bull B evil eye tyrant that he wanted to control a soul singer with the right to sing souls, but not so. simple. It's best not to do anything shameless. The "Natural Soul Singer" recruiting pets is claimed to have a 50% chance of success, which means that the "Natural Soul Singer" calling pet battle song has compulsory attributes such as God's blessing, which really makes Lao Liu anxious. , A "psychic war song" was thrown over. If the two sides fail to make a fight, it will definitely be a big fight, but if the summoning is successful, everyone's face will be hard to see-I have to say. Lao Liu is now trapped in an inextricably strange circle. Although he has a high probability of recruiting magic familiars, he still has no exclusive magic familiars, so he doesn't like it. The beasts he could see were all prestigious, and it was impossible to submit to a Beamon sacrifice.
"I've been waiting for my strength to be fully restored, don't you know about tearing the space. Is it a mentally exhausting thing to come from the Posuo Continent to the Rageflame Continent?" The evil eye tyrant in the sky is full of scorpions. Ya's big mouth gave a silent smile: "I'm old and I'm not suitable for the familiar, my mental power is pretty good. It should be able to counteract the wild call of the famous soul singer."
This monster never spoke a word from the beginning to the end, but only communicated with everyone with mental power. Prince Moore, who was riding on the pig-faced troll bat, kept his face aside with a cold face, always constantly. Turning the corner of his eye, Liu was shocked, his eyes wretched. All the Groundmorr Air Forces are also retreating at this moment, and only the Prince and a dozen guards are still lying here.
"Now that you have enough energy?" Liu shock felt that the other party's words were so good.
"Fulfilled." The evil eye tyrant blinked his one eye: "Do you know one thing, dear Mr. Beamon, I have been helping you secretly."
"Where do you start?" Liu Zhensha sneered: "Does Grein who attacked me help me?"
"Who said no." The evil eye tyrant's head was embedded with eyeballs and tentacles, and there was a commotion: "Isn't it still your ring spirit now? Your combat effectiveness is not lost at all, on the contrary, it has drawn the blood of a super-order beast. You see, I also helped you control this six-winged flame demon, and even for you, I also missed two mages and a tide lord. I was so hardworking. I don’t want this Six-winged Balrog to be beaten to death by those fools in a group beating. There is no Six-winged Balrog in your hands, but it cannot provide you with the opportunity to draw magic power."
"What do you mean?" Liu shocked and looked at the militia right next to him, and then stared at the evil-eyed tyrant. The well-trained militia saw the boss's wink and quickly formed a dense formation. Goode roared Armed with guns, they arranged formations for the takin warriors, and several militiamen were ready to load them with the space ring at any time.
The Six-Winged Balrog flapped its flesh wings and flew to Liu Zhenshake's face dumbly. After landing, the flames on the surface of the Balrog's body had almost disappeared, revealing a cloud of bamboo charcoal that was as dark as it was ten meters high. The outline of the body not only doesn't feel strong, but it makes him feel very dry and thin, because the skin in many places is still covered with bones. The Balrog has six hands, four short and two long, which feels very deformed, the longest one. The opponent was about three meters long and had no fingers on it. Only an extra-long thorn-like skin tube was born on the wrist. The thorny skin on the skin tube gave out a cluster of sparks from time to time, which flashed out.
"This is what I gave to you, take its magic!"
The evil eye tyrant looked at Lao Liu as he asked for credit.
"It's really respectful. It's better to follow your fate." Liu was shocked and suspicious, but if there is a good deal, it is not worth it. Since the evil eye tyrant said so, Lao Liu was not polite, and threw a totem pole to release the Six-winged Flame Demon. Falling down, a few sticks were squeezed in the throat of the Six-winged Balrog, Liu shocked and jumped up, with a mythril fist, he severely smashed the six-winged Balrog’s neck bone, which was full of broken lines and cracks, to break the spine of others. Old Liu has always been very good at taking the other's life.
The Six Winged Flame Demon, controlled by the Evil Eye Tyrant, matched Lao Liu's movements quite well. There was no resistance from the beginning to the end, but at the moment of the final death, there was a change of eyes, but Lao Liu's heavy punch made its eyeballs. It faded quickly, and after drawing on the blood magic of the Balrog, Liu's shocked limbs were full of new vitality.
The brilliant comet ring around Liu Shock’s neck disappeared and turned into a half-moon curved blade. The blood-red blade was shining, and the blade was covered with bright red ivy ornaments, and it circled around Liu Shock’s body. Moving around, exuding strong elemental fluctuations.
"Finally I'm a magister." In one day, he had absorbed the blood elements of the three super-order beasts. It was a bit too much for Liu Shock, a greedy ghost who was hard to fill, when he thought that it was gifted by the evil eye tyrant. Old Liu felt even more incredible when he was a super-order monster himself.
"It's a pity! You haven't reached the level of a magister and become a blood magister. First of all, you have two shield balls. One is in the shape of the sun and the other is in the shape of the moon. You have only reached one of these standards. It's an excellent blood wizard." Evil Eye Tyrant explained.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" The singe-faced Ichijo couldn't bear it anymore, and said violently: "Rugball, I know you are great! If you really have the ability, come down and let's single out!"
"What a grumpy familiar." Evil Eye grinned violently.
"Boss~EbookFREE.me~ This guy looks down on your bird." Yitiao looked back at Old Liu, dumbfounded.
Old Liu shook his shoulders and laughed wildly. Suddenly, the Mithril arm stretched forward, bursting out a blush, the blush flashed, the underside of the fleshy ball of the evil eye tyrant in the sky, a chrysanthemum bud resembling an contracted. , Secreted a string of light gray-white liquid spilled in the air.
One figure wiped into the air extremely quickly, and even left an afterimage in place, and the person had already plunged into the gray liquid.
It's a pity that the evil eye tyrant is faster. A one-eyed one on the tentacles blasted out a fiery red ray and swept the scattered gray-white liquid, "Zi" brought up a plume of smoke, and evaporated all the gray-white liquid. At the same time, the one-eyed brushes on the four tentacles sprayed out four rays of different colors, which crossed in the air and swept towards the one that swooped in.
No matter how fast I was, I couldn’t be faster than the speed of light, so I could only watch the off-white liquid evaporate. Of course, it’s impossible for him to shoot the four rays flexibly in the air. Tiao also has a strong sixth sense prediction. As long as the flight trajectory changes, these four weird rays of different colors are absolutely impossible to hit him.
But one still got a ray.