Chapter 476 Chapter 476 Omen II
"Migration Team" Zhang Rongfang frowned. The manpower he transferred from the Erythronia side was the part with the best qualifications and the best understanding among the many beautiful women rescued before.
This transfer is to help Renxianguan build a money-making shelf.
In terms of intelligence alone, Qing Su and others from Wushan Mansion must be formidable.
But if we only talk about making money, we still have to look at the team of Erythronia.
"Let Zhenhai come to me." Zhang Rongfang felt a little headache, because he had very few Chaopin staff. At this moment, I feel a little stretched.
Making money is very important, and Bigu Dan is also very important.
This is related to how fast his attribute points can be accumulated every day.
In this kind of situation, this master alone may not be enough.
must find a way
Not long after, Zhang Zhenhai and Ding Yu went up to the platform together.
"grown ups."
"From now on, just call me Guanzhu." Zhang Rongfang was determined to completely integrate all the forces under him.
The ability of blood descendants allows him to filter and integrate those who are truly loyal to him, and then quickly increase their strength.
"Yes!" The two responded quickly.
"There are some situations here, you should deal with them separately." Zhang Rongfang immediately gave instructions to the two of the incidents that just happened.
The two went down in response. A lot of such things have happened recently, but they are all small-scale, and they have been mentally prepared before.
Zhang Rongfang sighed softly, and waved his hand to let the others go down. Chang Yuqing was also taken down to continue practicing literary skills.
She also needs to lay a solid foundation and not be impatient.
Around again settled down.
From a distance, Ding Yu could be heard dispatching people to go out on missions.
The mountain wind howling in the canyon seems to reflect everything quietly.
Zhang Rongfang returned to the attribute column in his field of vision. After thinking for a while, he looked at the column of martial arts, the item about the virtual image spell.
'Virtual Image Talisman: Grandmaster (waning moon)'
Now that the free attribute points have accumulated another 15 points, Zhang Rongfang did not hesitate, and directly added a point to the plus sign behind the phantom talisman.
Hiss.
There was a soft sound in my mind, and the ten attributes disappeared instantly.
The parentheses behind Grand Master also instantly blurred and disappeared, and then, the words Crescent Moon slowly appeared.
A trace of coolness like a silk net quickly gushed out from Zhang Rongfang's heart and flowed all over his body.
At the same time, new memories flooded into his mind. It was the process of hard training he practiced day and night, and realized the master's final form.
A large amount of sentimental memories poured in, making him frown slightly for a moment.
Memories from before poured in for about three years at a time, but this time, it took ten years.
For a full ten years, without sleep or rest, even Zhang Rongfang can't stand the memory of such a hard practice. After all, even if ordinary people spend all their time practicing, they still need to rest and sleep.
But the memory added by attribute points does not need these.
The cooling mesh quickly spread to all parts of the body.
About ten minutes later.
Zhang Rongfang slowly opened his eyes, feeling as if his body had a new sense of transparency.
After completing the final pose before, he felt a huge change inside his body.
The control over the body has also dropped to only a half of the previous level.
This is obviously the final pose breaking through the limit of the body, so the consciousness needs to re-plan and control.
But now, after ten attributes, this kind of control has been greatly increased. According to the division, the duration of the final ceremony also reached about half a day.
"As long as you have a clear direction, practice is still very easy." Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and continued to practice with satisfaction.
Next time, I will have to wait until I have saved up to ten more points.
Time flies, and after entering meditation, the sense of time in consciousness passes quickly.
Unknowingly, the sky is getting darker.
Outside the wishing girl canyon, at this moment, figures covered in blood are approaching rapidly.
The face of the guards changed dramatically when they saw this, and they quickly stepped forward to greet him and hold him up.
After a brief exchange of messages, the person in charge of sending the message quickly boarded the platform.
"Guardian! Just sent back the news that the rescue team rushed by Lord Ding Yu is in a hard fight, and there are still spirit guards among the Red Scarf Army thugs!"
"Lingwei!?" Zhang Rongfang stood up.
Just before he could reply, a figure in the distance also quickly entered the canyon.
"Report! Master Zhang Zhenhai led a team to rescue the migration team, and they are in a hard fight. I hope I can ask for help!"
"Can't both sides hold up at the same time? ... This Red Turban Army, it seems that there is something." Zhang Rongfang knows without asking, that there is no way to make Zhang Zhenhai, who is in the super-level state, fall into a hard fight, except for worshiping gods and masters of the same level. .
Zhang Zhenhai is now a person who has stepped into the internal law. With the abundant supply of financial resources, she entered the internal law ahead of time, and did not fully complete the nine external medicines.
But that's enough.
You must know that most ordinary geniuses will not be entangled in procrastination on super-grade foreign medicine, and will directly choose to enter the internal law.
Zhang Zhenhai only belongs to the normal category.
Zhang Rongfang stood up, thought for a while, and now the only person in his hands who can be alone is probably Zhang Yunqi.
Taoist Qingxiao still cannot fully trust him.
Now the worshiper, he is the only one who can handle it.
Immediately, he calmed down his thoughts silently.
"Come on, lead the way!"
Get down from the platform, led by the person who had returned for help before, Zhang Yunqi and Zhang Rongfang left the canyon together and went to two places for support.
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when!
In the snow, Zhang Zhenhai quickly drew traces with a short knife, and quickly fought against the two red scarf leaders on the opposite side.
In the snow, her moves are gradually gaining the upper hand. Although she is an internal method, the two people on the opposite side are both super foreign medicines, and they are both worshiping gods.
Before this, she had killed two people twice in succession, but she was revived by them.
In the mountains and forests not far away, there were faint fighting sounds of red scarf thugs and migration teams.
Most of the migration team were women, each masked and wearing a hood to hide their faces. At this time, some of them had already been injured and applied medicine to the inner circle.
Several people were lying on the ground in a pool of blood, unable to move.
"Kill! Hahaha!"
"Gold, I see gold!"
"Beauties! So many beauties are all ours!"
Thugs wearing red scarves were like locusts, constantly pounced from the periphery to the center.
A small number of them are well-trained, not at all undisciplined like ordinary mobs.
This part directed the rest of the Red Scarf Army to charge wildly.
What is strange is that the eyes of most of the red scarf thugs are full of fanaticism, and there is hardly any reason.
In the snow, members of the migration team gradually fell into a pool of blood one by one. Others were dragged and tied up, and thrown to the periphery to be watched.
Zhang Zhenhai was dumbfounded. The people in the migration team were all elites selected by Erythronia, and they were wasted in the hands of these thugs for nothing. How could she explain to the adults! ?
At this moment, a phantom in the distance approached quickly like a sharp arrow.
The distance of 100 meters is just around the corner.
Xuying suddenly approached one of the people besieging Zhang Zhenhai, and raised his hand a little.
Poof!
The man held a short knife and was about to slash wildly, but his movement was more than a beat slower, the blade was still in the air, and he had already been hit.
A blood hole suddenly exploded between the eyebrows of his head, and the silver spiritual thread faintly flowed and glowed in it, trying to heal the wound. But it was too late.
The mob fell back and lost his voice.
The phantom flashed again, spanning more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and flashed behind another Lingwei thug.
The second person’s body was bent like being hit by a heavy rhino, and the whole person flew horizontally, his sternum and heart were completely shattered, and he died on the spot.
Phantom did not stop, and quickly rushed towards the direction of the migration team.
He seemed to be taking a walk, his movements seemed slow but fast, walking randomly among hundreds of thugs, circling back and forth.
No one is his enemy.
Just over ten seconds later, the last thug fell to the ground dead with fanatical eyes.
On the snow that has not completely melted, there is blood everywhere.
Zhang Rongfang put his hands back and stood where he was, looking at the woman in charge of the migration team.
"Are you okay?"
"Serena, please see your lord! I'll wait. Most of them are just injured. Fortunately, they want to capture us alive." The woman who led the team was a Western woman who was rescued from Xizong.
Blond hair, blue eyes, fair complexion, looks young, with a baby face.
Her name is Serena, and she is also the senior talent who is responsible for controlling everyone in the migration team and leading the team along the way.
At this time, she had been besieged by mobs for a long time, and there was still a little panic on her face.
Since they were robbed by Xizong that year, they have not encountered such danger for a long time.
"Thank you, take someone to comfort everyone, I'll go to see Zhenhai." Zhang Rongfang glanced around, feeling a little dignified.
"Yes!"
Backing to Zhang Zhenhai, the two mob leaders came back to life, shaking their heads and rushing towards her again with red eyes.
Zhang Rongfang stepped on his feet, accelerated his figure, and shot from behind the two of them one by one.
The blood in the bodies of the two thugs was quickly absorbed, and they fell into a state of rigidity.
Then with two additional strikes, the two spirit guards finally fell to the ground completely, their bodies turned black and quickly turned into black ash.
"Are you okay?" Zhang Rongfang looked at Zhang Zhenhai.
"No, I'm just a little tired." Zhang Zhenhai's beautiful eyes were red, and his towering chest heaved violently. He didn't know how long he had fought with those two people before that.
"Because there are not many good hands, and there are not many people who can help me, so...so I can't kill the two at the same time. After killing one, the other will come up to pester me," she explained.
"It's okay, it's not your fault." Zhang Rongfang frowned. As long as this kind of trouble is not worshiping God, it will be difficult to solve.
What makes him feel a little heavy is that the reaction of those red scarf thugs just now is not right.
"Have you noticed that there seems to be something wrong with these red scarf thugs?" He asked in a deep voice.
"Yes! When my subordinates first arrived here, a few of the master guards of the migration team survived and were still fighting hard. At that time, they realized that something was wrong." Zhang Zhenhai said quickly.
"These people are not afraid of death, and their physical fitness is not like ordinary people. Even a random thug is comparable to an advanced martial artist who has practiced martial arts for many years. This is not normal!"
She paused and said solemnly.
"Your lord knows how difficult it is to train a warrior and how much time it takes. It is absolutely impossible to use it casually like them. There must be something wrong with it!"
(end of this chapter)
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