Quick Attack Gods and Demons Journey to the West

Zhang Tian was too tired to complain.

After all, the Lord God, besides being a black-hearted guy, has stolen a lot of things from all over the world, and he never pays for the copyrights.

He flipped open the other party's simplified Super Dragon Blood Fighting Technique and took a look at it, comparing it with the Dragon Blood Secret Book he had just seen. He had the foundation of many worlds and was no longer a little Karami, so he could naturally see the difference between the two.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

It's just an amazing idea!

"It seems that the Lord God is more advanced than I imagined..."

In addition to seeing the method of accumulating dragon blood fighting spirit, Zhang Tian also saw the description of momentum in the Dragon Blood Secret Book, which is the so-called making light of heavy things and making heavy things light.

In fact, they are just the introduction before understanding the mystery and the use of the power of heaven and earth.

Just a little understanding.

There was no hindrance and he easily broke through the holy land.

Unexpectedly, it was also simplified by the Lord God.

Zhang Tian only took a glance and understood what it meant. After all, this was just a training manual for low-level warriors. Compared with the Seven Swords of Cutting the Sky that he had practiced before, it was extremely different. However, it still made him feel uneasy.

"Just the perception of momentum can be simplified so clearly, resulting in a simpler version. And other Supreme God planes are full of records of the mystical perceptions and unique skills of god-level masters. Doesn't that mean..."

Something like mystery.

The threshold is extremely high.

Even a seven-star demon or a Shura master can only point fingers at others. Although this can help them avoid some detours, it cannot provide much help. The main reason is that it depends too much on understanding and inspiration. If you can understand it, you will understand it, and if you can't understand it, you won't understand it.

"If I could get some more relevant cultivation manuals, maybe I could also hope to achieve great perfection?"

Zhang Tian had received some good news. He had been secretly cultivating super dragon blood fighting spirit. Although his hiding was not perfect, it was at least much better than that silly Lin Lei.

At least he had seen the other person talking to himself in the air several times, and he thought he was hiding it very well.

Fortunately, Lin Leisheng lived in a different era.

If this happened in the future, not only would it not escape the eyes of sharp-eyed netizens, but even the teachers would not be able to hide it, and the parents would be called in after just a few times.

He practiced in secret.

More than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The naive Lin Lei finally noticed something was amiss. He looked at Zhang Tian, ​​who was four years younger than him, yet two heads taller, even more muscular and stronger. He immediately fell into deep thought, “Grandpa Delin, isn’t this amiss?”

You call this less than 5 years old?

Delin hovered aside, stroking his beard and saying thoughtfully, "This is indeed a bit unusual. Hmm, it seems your family is about to have a true dragon blood descendant!"

Although Delin was somewhat puzzled about the sudden emergence of the so-called four ultimate warriors after his death, he accepted this setting after seeing the glorious genealogy of the dragon-blood warriors. It turned out that the human race could also inherit bloodlines like the divine beasts, ignoring their comprehension, and producing powerful saints from generation to generation.

Upon hearing this, Linley was overjoyed and extremely excited.

After all, he had received aristocratic education and family education since childhood, and he had already memorized the glory of the Dragon Blood Warrior family. Not becoming a glorious Dragon Blood Warrior was a regret he had buried in his heart. Now that he saw that his younger brother had the possibility of becoming a real Dragon Blood Warrior, how could he not be happy?

But he soon lost again.

"It's a pity that I won't be able to see that day..."

He took part in a magic test and accidentally got the first place. He was selected by the strongest academy in the continent, Ernst School of Magic, and was admitted with full tuition exemption and scholarship.

Linley was therefore dejected that he wouldn't be able to see Zhang Tian test his dragon blood concentration. "If I had known earlier, I would have chosen a nearby magic academy. At least it would be closer to home."

Delin: ...

However, Delin really couldn't say anything else. After all, he was a powerful person in the Holy Land. With him around, no matter where Lin Lei practiced, he would receive the best education and the most correct guidance. He could be recommended to the Great Magician and even have the hope of achieving the Holy Land.

Let the other party choose Ernst College.

It’s just to find some like-minded talented partners for better development in the future!

De Lin didn't say anything, but instead paid attention to Zhang Tian. He was like a ghost, moving around the room and no one else could see him at all.

Within a few days, he discovered Zhang Tian's secret!

He personally watched him sit cross-legged on the bed, his body trembling with an unknown aura. Even though he hadn't practiced any warrior secrets, he had some guesses. "Oh no! This little guy is so audacious! He's actually practicing fighting secrets ahead of time! He's damaging his body!"

After all, in this world.

In order to cultivate powerful fighting spirit, one must have a strong body to support it, and this limit requires at least a level five or six warrior to withstand. In any case, it is definitely not something a child can do.

Delin told Linley the news, which frightened him to death. He didn’t dare ask directly, so he asked indirectly, “Brother, have you encountered anything unusual recently?”

abnormal?

"Yeah, did you run into anything bad?"

Zhang Tian looked at the nervous Lin Lei and suddenly realized that the other party had obviously discovered that he was practicing Super Dragon Blood Dou Qi. The other party must not have discovered it, and it was most likely De Lin, the informer.

So he deliberately said, "Yes! Lately, when I go to bed, I keep seeing a really ugly old man with a big beard. He looks just like the ugly Warcraft puppet Uncle Hillman and the others talked about. It scares me to death!"

Linley: Huh?

He quickly tried to appease Grandpa Delin, who was glaring and pointing at Zhang Tian, ​​and asked seriously, "Did you secretly learn the family's secret book of dragon blood?"

He was very nervous.

Then Zhang Tian nodded and said innocently, "I thought it was so simple and boring, so I just took a look."

"This is a naughty kid!"

Delin sneered at the side and said, "Any secret book of fighting spirit is extremely harmful to the body and has extremely high requirements. You must be at least level five or six to practice it."

But then he turned to comfort Linley, "Don't worry. With a Dou Qi manual this exquisite and demanding, I swear on the dignity of a Sanctuary Magician that your brother is just practicing for fun. There's no way he'll ever master it."

Zhang Tian: "It feels so easy. I can learn it with just a little practice."

Linley: →→.

Delin blew his beard and glared, "There's no way this could happen! This kid is just bragging!"

Zhang Tian clenched his fists and unleashed his super dragon blood fighting spirit for the first time. The accumulated dragon blood fighting spirit instantly burned so violently that his hair stood upside down, appearing blood red. His entire body was enveloped in the surging fighting spirit, even rubbing against the air to produce dazzling blood red lightning.

Super Dragon Blood Warrior is here!

Delin:!

Delin: No? Does that make sense?