Chapter 117 Purple Magic Bull

In a deep mountain and old forest, Chang Heng followed Huangshi Mavericks here and saw the leader of the Tiandao League in charge of this area.

In troubled times, like Huangshi Mavericks, he is a bull player. He is burly, carrying a long bronze axe in his hand, and a pair of bull's eyes are dazzling. He has been notified by Huangshi Mavericks. At this moment, when he saw Chang Heng, he immediately opened his arms and hugged him: "Welcome, low-key little witch, you have been famous for a long time."

Chang Heng's face showed a playful look: "Have you admired the name for a long time? Which big name?"

The troubled years laughed: "If you can destroy the king of the gods and others with one-to-many, and kill the romantic prince of Mr. Mubai, but the prince of the sword is absolutely worthy of the word "big name."

Chang Heng doesn't say whether to laugh or not. Although he is not familiar with these troubled years, he has also heard of it. He is one of the many deputy leaders of the Tiandao League. Unexpectedly, he is now the leader of the League. It seems that the Tiandao League has not completely opened the situation.

At this time, a player standing next to Liu Nian said disdainfully, "It's just a person who has just reached the power of witchland. Are you sure you want him to go with us and won't drag us down?"

In troubled times, his face remained unchanged, looking at Chang Heng with a smile. Others also smiled and wanted to see what Chang Heng would do.

Indeed, although most of the players have entered the power witch and demon elixir period, most of the pioneer players have reached the late stage of the power witch and demon elixir, and a few have reached the peak and can break through the next realm at any time. In contrast, Chang Heng's cultivation of the witch realm that has just been promoted is really ignored.

Chang Heng's face was indifferent and had no intention of taking any action: "If the alliance leader asks me to go, I will go. If I don't let me go, I won't waste time here."

With that, Chang Heng turned around and was about to leave.

"Hence." A player next to him suddenly made a sound and said slowly, "Although the Decepticon speaks unpleasantly, it is also true. If you really have the ability, naturally welcome you to join us, but if you don't have the ability, you want to leave like this. Others think that we can't tolerate people and force you to leave. If it spreads out, our faces are not good-looking. If you want to leave, you have to show your skills.

Although this man spoke methodically, his tone was not polite at all, forcing Chang Heng to demonstrate and admit that he was not qualified to do tasks with them.

"Low-key brother, just show your skills and let them open their eyes." Huangshi Mavericks whispered. He found the person and left like this, and his face was not good-looking. Moreover, he believes in Chang Heng's strength, and the players of the six demon elixir period were put down face to face. Although he has the advantage of using magic weapons, I'm afraid none of these people in front of him can do it.

"Do you show your hand?" Chang Heng seemed to smile and looked at the troubled years. At this time, he looked elsewhere and obviously wanted Chang Heng to show his strength.

"In this case, it's better to obey than to be respectful."

With a roar, Chang Heng's body suddenly stood up, and a thunderous explosion came from his bones, crackling, and his whole body instantly became more than doubled, like the pillar of Optimus Prime, standing proudly.

"Roar."

With a long roar, a long dragon composed of flames suddenly came out of the void and wrapped around Chang Heng's body, circling endlessly, adding a little more power to Chang Heng's domineering posture.

"Kill."

Abandoning all weapons, Chang Heng stepped on his feet with only a pair of fists, and the ground suddenly cracked, and countless fire magma was drawn from the ground by Chang Heng and sprayed everywhere. The hot fire twisted the space, and some players' clothes made a squeal, as if they were about to burn. In the earthfire magma, Chang Heng, who was wrapped in a fire dragon, went down like a god, majestic. He strode over and punched him.

"Looking for death." The man spoke slowly and looked angry. He was a little annoyed that Chang Heng didn't know whether to live or die and dared to take action against him. The man stretched out his hand, and a sparkling blue sword suddenly fell into his hand and cut straight forward.

"Good sword." Chang Heng praised in his heart that the best sword he had ever seen was the one carried by the sword prince. Although it was not comparable to it, it was obviously not an ordinary magic weapon.

"This trip is worth it." Chang Heng made a mistake and dodged the opponent's attack. His hands were ring, like a picture of Taiji, and he opened the long sword in a circle. The fire dragon wrapped around his body suddenly roared and flew up from Chang Heng's body and hit the other party fiercely.

"Cut." The player was not panicked. After a cut in his mouth, the sword suddenly flew up and only circled in the air. A huge dragon's dragon head was cut down, and his whole body and the fallen dragon head all turned into flames and disappeared.

"Good sword."

"Brother Feipeng's sword is really good. It can be said to be the best sword now."

Several players around him praised repeatedly. Yunzhong Feipeng was slightly happy and his face did not show his face. He just said, "Dare to take action against me. I won't waste you today. Others think that I am Feipeng in Yunzhong is easy to bully."

In troubled times, he frowned slightly. After all, Chang Heng was invited by his people. If something happens, his face will not look good. Just as he was about to dissuade him, Chang Heng smiled and said, "What's wrong with you to bully?"

Suddenly, countless fire magma gushed out, covering Chang Heng's feet, and then surged up along his feet. After a moment, he wrapped Chang Heng's whole body in it to form a pair of magma armor.

This armor, helmet, chest armor, wrist guard, leg guard, boots are all available except the cloak. The flames flowed above, shining brightly, revealing and extraordinary.

After forming the magma armor, Chang Heng waved his hands and used a set of martial arts skills.

Every time witch players advance, they will get racial inheritance. These inheritances are either martial arts, martial arts, or other things. At this time, the martial arts skill used by Chang Heng is the "killing the sky" obtained from Zu Wu Zhurong when he was just promoted to the witch realm.

Chang Heng, dressed in armor, is like the ancient god of war, majestic and powerful, with big fists. Each move contains the charm of the road, sometimes extremely heavy, sometimes ethereal and ethereal. This is the battle skill handed down by Zu Wu Zhurong.

The scene was turned upside down almost in an instant. As soon as Yunzhong Feipeng took out his proud sword, he couldn't open his eyes by Chang Heng's set of fighting methods of slaughtering the sky. The sword buzzed and wailed, and he felt that he could not resist the fierceness of Chang Heng.

"Three thousand blue blood, flying Peng in the clouds." The flying roc in the clouds roared and rushed to the crown angrily. The feather roots on a Dapeng's head stood up, and the sword flashed in the air, reflecting thousands of rays, like a roc spreading its wings and soaring for nine days, and suddenly disappeared.

A sense of crisis rose in Chang Heng's heart. He didn't think about it. His body suddenly rotated and his right fist hit the back.

With a "when" sound, the sword disappeared and disappeared again. Chang Heng sighed, raised his fist again and hit the air.

"When..."

Flypeng in the cloud controls the sword to shuttle back and forth in the air, waiting for the opportunity to attack. And each attack was perceived by Chang Heng in advance and intercepted halfway. If he hadn't seen the opportunity and changed his direction in advance, he would have been smashed down by Chang Heng.

But even so, flying in the clouds is not easy. Chang Heng's every punch hit his heart, and his chest was indescribably stuffy. Accumulating one after another, there was a layer of waves in his chest, and a sweet taste rushed straight to his throat. He was actually injured internally by Chang Heng.

"All right." In troubled times, the long-handled tomahawk suddenly fell between the two, which happened to be the moment when Chang Heng punched the flying Peng sword in the clouds. Yunzhong Feipeng took the opportunity to take back his sword. Chang Heng did not pursue it. He stopped and stood there, and his whole body was still shrouded in magma armor.

"Everyone has seen the strength of the low-key brother. Does anyone have any objection?"

No one spoke, and several players made eye contact, and they were afraid of Chang Heng. Yunzhong Feipeng, the strongest among them, was embarrassed with just a pair of fists. If he took out his weapon, the final result would not be known, and even the most domineering Decepticon would no longer speak.

He nodded with satisfaction and said in troubled times, "Well, time is urgent. Let's talk about anything on the way."

The place they went to is called Qingyun Mountain. Qingyun Mountain is one of the countless peaks in the Qingyun Mountains, where there is a strange monster, the purple magic cow.

The purple magic cow is also a kind of cattle, with purple skin and hair, and faint flashing electric light. The purple magic cow adheres to the ability of the cow clan, with infinite power and is good at lightning attacks. The most strange thing is its two eyes, which can emit a kind of light and can annihilate most objects, so it is called the magic cow.

The adult purple magic cow is at least the cultivation of the demon baby period. The purple magic cow found in troubled times is still a calf, but it is also the demon elixir period. Coupled with its natural instinct, the attack power is very strong. The punishment for hanging in the gods and demons is too heavy, and the Tiandao League has not yet spread the situation. In troubled times, they are reluctant to let the players in the alliance take risks for themselves, so they come up with a way to find help.

After listening to the troubled years, Chang Heng asked simply, "What's the price?"

A smile appeared on his face in troubled times: "I'm happy. If the matter doesn't succeed, pay a thousand yuan in labor fees. If it succeeds, you will get a 10% discount on any transaction between you and Tiandao League in the future.

Killing the purple magic cow in troubled times is not only for the sake of the demon elixir. A demon elixir is not worth this price, but the price is also very fair. Chang Heng immediately nodded: "Deal."

They marched very fast and soon arrived at the Qingyun Mountains. Adhering to the characteristics of the wilderness, it is full of ancient trees, old vines, apes and cranes, and a primitive forest.

"Qingyun Mountain is there. Everyone be careful. If you go further, it is the territory of the Purple Magic Bull. The purple magic cow is very regional, and anyone who breaks into their territory without permission will be attacked. Mavericks, go and lead the purple magic cow out. In troubled times, he said.

Huangshi calf answered, shook his body, turned into a strong scalper two feet tall, moned a few times, and ran forward. Soon, when the Yellowstone calf ran a certain distance, an angry roar came, and a purple magic cow with a purple body larger than the Yellowstone calf ran from one side of the valley.

"It's just a magic cow in the foundation period." In troubled times, he frowned and ordered Huangshi Mavericks to retreat and pull a long distance to get rid of the purple magic cow.

The purple magic cow is an extreme vengeful race. Before completing the task, it dares not take the risk of killing this little-purpose purple magic cow in troubled times.

Yellowstone calf ran around the Qingyun Mountains with this foundation-building purple magic cow, during which he used several spells and finally got rid of it. Then he entered the territory of the purple magic cow again, and this time finally attracted a purple magic cow from the demon elixir period.

"Here we are, everyone, get ready." The troubled years are a little nervous.