It is very difficult for a low-level assassin/wizard who is a double part-time job to grab the head in front of a high-level profession like Zhu Peng, especially from the night entering the stone temple to this time, Zhu Peng's magic position has been reset. He activates "Furious Technique" and superimposes the attribute bonus of "crazy murderous intent". Within one minute, he has the instant explosive power that is close to the high-level legendary assassin.

Although Morpheus kept shooting the Yanyang Fire Bomb, which was pinched in his hand as the trump card, the single burst of energy-shaping fire method made the ancient Frost Cold Worship wail and covered in scars, in the end, Zhu Peng still held the dark fire fangs and ran up from his back, crossing his hands with two swords and one blow to the decisive kill!

As Zhu Peng turned over and landed on the ground, the yellow-green demon blood sprayed, and the giant insect corpse at the legendary great demon level finally fell to the ground.

(Ahhhhh! Zhu Peng, remember it for me, remember it for me, human-headed dog!) Ignoring the barking of the defeated dog beside me, Zhu Peng crossed his arms and landed on the ground, slowly stood up, feeling the feeling of a large amount of soul energy pouring into his body from all over the world.

"After a tough battle, your personal skills have been improved."

"Arrow 2 (continuous shooting), Archery 1 (speed fire), One-handed weapon 2 (piercing), One-handed weapon 2 (kill), One-handed weapon 1 (tornado)... Dodge (move) 2, Dodge (roll) 2..."

"Get career expertise: One-handed weapon mastery (proficiency level 60)..."

This world martial arts system is basically divided into: one-handed, two-handed, and long-range. Even if Zhu Peng holds both hands, it is considered to hold both hands in this world system. The two-handed martial arts refer specifically to a series of weapons that require both hands to complete control.

"Huh!" He let out a sigh of relief. Zhu Peng opened his eyes but found that the eyes of his companions around him looked at him and Morpheus were somewhat strange. These people were not stupid at all. They had just noticed his own behavior of snatching the head with Morpheus.

"Sorry, can you try to leave this kind of monster to me to kill in the future? I am a believer of His Majesty Danal, and killing and blood are always by my side." As soon as Zhu Peng said this, except for the monk Arthur who was not indifferent to his emotions, Ying Fu and Yorke both showed relief on his face, because this explanation was flawless. It turned out that he was a believer of the killing god, so special killing would indeed bring benefits to him.

“For this, I am willing to pay one-third of my income on the team.”

"Why! I also need some killing souls to sharpen the secret technique, I won't let you." Morpheus was just robbed of the head by Zhu Peng, and he was gritting his teeth with hatred at this moment.

"Then, don't want that third of it, and give it to other brothers. As for you and me, each one depends on your ability." As the final winner of the battle just now, Zhu Peng smiled slightly as if he was ridiculed, and then he turned around and walked deeper into the canyon.

After the Frost Cold Ancient Insect of the Undead died in battle, the other undeads in the entire underground canyon were already in a low attack state. Unless Zhu Peng and others approached their certain range, these undeads would no longer have such clear will to attack the adventurers team. Although the undeads hate the living, their perception is still not high after all. In addition, they had already killed a lot before, and the density of undeads in the entire underground canyon has become very low.

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The glorious and holy light pierced on the altar shrouded by darkness and death like a spear from the sky.

The saint with brown hair and slim and barefoot, holding a long sword with the most ordinary style, suppressing the ancient god Anu who came to the world in the form of a saint on the front.

The seemingly ordinary one-handed long sword in his hand collided with the extremely gorgeous golden spear, which was inlaid with gemstones. However, it was covered with scars and the golden spear that was defeated was the golden spear.

The most common sword weapon is covered with the most brilliant sword light.

Because the sword holder is Ducius, the Holy See’s ace “Sword Saint of Light”, and also because the sword he holds is the “pale justice” who is qualified to compete for the most powerful weapon status in the world.

It was just now that this man and one sword combination made the ancient god Anu thousands of divine guards unable to stop him. He swept across as a sword energy ball. At the moment of swinging the sword, a holy light stabbed in the sky, as if the eyes of the god king, looking down at the world.

Faced with the cosmic storm, the only one who still has spare energy at this moment is almost the most powerful master of the human god system. This big man still has spare energy to guide his power into the human world even at this moment.

Of course, when he falls into the world, his situation may not be very good. Over the years, the Lord of Light has made countless enemies, endless abyss, the Nine-Level Purgatory, the Orc God System, the Elemental Plane, and even the Elf Spirit System. Almost nothing he hasn't provoked. When you are the boss of the heavens, you can't provoke you, you can only bow your head and grit your teeth and endure it. A few years later, the gods fell into the world, and gods like the Lord of Light will almost certainly be beaten up.

However, at least now, Lord of Light is still one of the strongest gods in the heaven. With his power intensified, Ducius, the Sword of Light, used his sword to scatter and completely suppress Anu.

The Sword of Light Ducius is a devout believer, but although he has excellent sword skills, he is not a saint or a high-level priest. The reason why he can carry the power of the gods behind him at this moment is because the sword in his hand looks like an ordinary sword. As long as he can hold this sword, it is probably equivalent to obtaining the identity of a saint on earth.

Pale justice, weight: five pounds, a medium-sized one-handed sword, simple and unpredictable appearance, and is the supreme sword regarded by the Holy See as a magic weapon. Although from the perspective of the wizard world, it is just an epic magic weapon, it does not hinder its exaggerated power and great symbolic significance.

This simple-shaped sword of magical weapons comes from a devout believer and became famous by a noble priest. It is the best proof of "justice and humble, but not powerless."

The Death Right Spear, inlaid with various gems and peerless treasures, shattered inch by the endless power of this sharp sword and collapsed. The god of death in the desert, Annu, himself was also seriously injured in the sword energy slashed out by Ducius. A moment before the beheading, Annu had to release almost all of his death power in an instant to summon the great sandstorm of the heaven and earth, forcing the joint army of the Sword Saint of Light and the Temple of the Gods to retreat.

(Damn Lord of Light, I will not die, there will be a turning point... I will not die.) Covering my chest with one hand, blood like black oil flowed out along the cracks of the gorgeous golden armor. In the midst of rapid decay, Annu panted and fled back to the temple, but he knew very well that when the power of the cathartic divine power of death was completely exhausted, he would no longer have the power to stop the advance of the Allied forces of the gods.

On the other side of the sandstorm, a pure white light gate emerged, with long hair and slim clothes, thin and barefoot but extremely sharp eyes, Ducius, the sword sword of light, walked out of it.

What came from all directions to greet him were the high-level nobles and battlefield commanders who were almost all ranked in Jinhe City.

"The army is completely destroyed by me. Under the divine power of my Lord, light will inevitably purify this unclean land shrouded in death and shade." As Ducius's whisper, the coalition forces who really heard him spit out every word began to cheer and roar, and their morale rose and rose.

At the same time, a hammer suddenly appeared on the originally flat stone wall deep underground, and then the wall was gradually smashed open.

After going through twists and turns, the Adventurer Team finally smashed the layers of stone walls and blocks according to the route map given by Morpheus, and successfully found the cracks leading to the Temple of Death. From time to time, rumbling and thunder came from above. It was not clear that this was a large sandstorm triggered by Anu. This fierce battle made most of the Adventurer Team feel at ease.

Because this shows that the two sides are fighting fiercely above, even the God of Death in the Desert should not be able to pay attention to the entry of several thieves in his nest.

I don’t know if it was because of a coincidence or because Morpheus’s route was really good. In short, just sneaked into the Temple of Death, the purpose was to pile up gold, gems, ivory and mahogany like mountains and seas. Such a huge amount of wealth was piled up in one place, even Zhu Peng felt dazzled for a moment, let alone his companions.

After a moment, everyone reacted.

Five adventurers rushed to the pile of treasures in front of them and searched for them. In this case, gold is the most common and cheapest trophy, which is easier to carry and has a higher value than gold, and various gems that are more popular than gold have become favored treasures.

Zhu Peng himself has a high-level appraiser skills. He can even use the highest difficulty equipment identification, and there is no problem with the identification of lower-level gems. With a glance, you can basically tell which works of art are relatively most valuable. In addition, there is a space bag hidden on him. He reached out to grab a handful of gems and flipped over his hand and disappeared. While others were picking up all their might, no one noticed his small movements.

"Ahh, I knew that the harvest would be so rich, so I begged my grandfather to use family relations to borrow a space equipment, even if it is just a temporary enchantment space equipment!" How many people can I carry on my back? In addition to some high-quality enchantment equipment that I would reluctantly bring, everyone's carrying capacity soon reached the top. Including Zhu Peng, everyone was carrying a big package, full of gold, stone, pearls and jade, enchantment equipment. As long as they could return successfully, everyone would return with a full load this time.

(Hey, do you have to do other things? This time we have gained enough. It is enough to convert all these assets into strength to our ability to reach the legend.)

(...Forget it, Anu is lucky enough, I didn't expect to enter the treasure house as soon as I came in. Now Arthur and Yingu are no longer in a fight. If they force them to fight with the ancient god, we are likely to die here.) The most terrifying robbers are the most terrifying. The robbers who have gained a lot of money will have their combat power reduced by at least 50%.

After hesitating for a while, Morpheus finally made a wise choice. Although Zhu Peng was also curious about what killer moves she had prepared for Anu, even though he had gained so much, even he himself had no desire to fight. The possibility of forcing his torture to kill the gods was too high.

However, many things in this world are not something you don’t want to do, you can do not.

Just as the five people from the Adventurer team were carrying treasures, Zhu Peng's keen sensing ability from the Dangang realm suddenly came into play again. Because this body of the descending body had not even held the pill, the ability on his whim was sometimes not effective. However, this time, the originally calm heart lake suddenly rolled up like boiling slurry. A large part of the alchemist's survival ability came from extremely keen telepathy. Therefore, Zhu Peng almost instinctively discarded the jewelry in his hand, and he suddenly rushed to the side.

It was precisely because of this sudden pounce without hesitation and saved Zhu Peng's life. When his body was still in mid-air, because the visual angle was just right, Zhu Peng saw a gray and twisted space covering Morpheus and others. With the effect of the spell, the time in the area seemed to stop in an instant. Then a tall figure with golden armor but embarrassed and weak all over his body walked in with his chest covering his chest. His eyes were deeply focused on Zhu Peng, and then began to wave his left hand that could still be moved to cast the spell.

Divine power transformation mode: "Legendary spell, time is still." Connect "Legendary spell, kill and wither."

Zhu Peng bounced up and threw the fanged sword in his left sleeve forward without hesitation. The assassination sword lingered by dark fire penetrated straight into the chest of the golden armored man. However, his second spell was also shot out simultaneously, and he maintained a fixed posture for five seconds, right in front of Zhu Peng:

Morpheus, Arthur, Sakura, Yorke, and the four of them grew old in an instant, then quickly turned into rotten dead bones, and finally even the dead bones collapsed into dispersed ashes. It seemed that in an instant, thousands of years had passed in their area.

(Fuck, as a god, you tm play sneak attack!?)

Roaring wildly in his heart, Morpheus may have never dreamed that he could not even get the qualification to stand in front of the god for half a minute, and was taken away by someone hiding in the dark. He made thousands of preparations and all kinds of killer moves, but he had no place to use his skills.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing will not happen. Unless you are challenging the shadows and assassination gods, facing a group of mortals, the attitude of the gods is often to sit on the throne, support the cheeks with one hand, and look down at the ridiculous ants below being crushed to death one by one.

As long as she gets a mobile phone call, Morpheus can take out his killer weapon and kill the other party directly. After her repeated deduction, her success rate is very high, but she misses the calculations. The god of death in the desert is no longer the noble and proud god thousands of years ago.

Floating in the grave of the star world for thousands of years, he has long since worn away his arrogance as a god. If he was in his prime, Anu might still have the heart to show off. After all, majesty is also an important part of the faith of the gods. But at this moment, Anu had just been cut down by the sword saint of light. He was extremely weak. Now he is just seeking to survive. As for the majesty of the God of Death... that kind of thing is necessary to talk about under the premise that it can survive.

Zhu Peng rushed towards the ancient god Anu with his last dark fire fang. The more he distanced himself from these guys with endless backgrounds, the more he delayed the time, the less he had a chance of winning. The brave ones who meet on a narrow road will win, and the success or failure will be achieved.

However, facing the mortal mortal's tragic and desperate sword force in front of him, Anu, who was seriously injured and nearly dead, slapped out with a palm. The moment his palm touched the sword, Anu's body turned into yellow sand and collapsed and rolled onto Zhu Peng. Accompanied by a huge force that he could not resist at this moment, Zhu Peng threw his body backwards, slamming heavily on the stone wall behind him, and then fell to the ground.

Supporting his body, he suddenly shook the yellow sand all over his body, and struggled to stand up. However, except for the ashes all over the ground, Zhu Peng saw, where was the existence of the ancient golden armored god?

(It's too likely to escape, but it doesn't come out to kill me...) With some speculation in my heart, Zhu Peng gradually shifted his gaze to the back of his left hand, where a simple and mysterious golden triangle badge emerged.

Zhu Peng, who suddenly understood what came over, let out a light breath, and then he quickly took away the treasures that Morpheus and the others dropped, and then Zhu Peng quickly escaped from the Temple of Death without looking at the other golden mountains and seas in the temple.

In a hurry, even Zhu Peng did not notice that among the embers and ashes of Morpheus's corpse, a small silver-red snake crawled out. It stared at Zhu Peng's back as if it was escaping from the temple. Wisdom and emotions as human-like as if it were in the bloody red snake's pupils. This was the real killer move that Morpheus prepared for Anu, but unfortunately she didn't even get the chance to use it.

Two days later, Anu's entire divine power of death was exhausted, and the super sandstorm that followed the heaven and earth dissipated. The coalition of gods drove into the Temple of Death without any obstacles and reaped huge wealth. However, Anu, the god of death in the desert, was nowhere to be found. Although the three outer three layers of the Sword Saint Duxiu Seri almost destroyed half of the temple, he failed to successfully find the whereabouts of the seriously injured god.

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Following the tunnel in the underground canyon, Zhu Peng had already run away on a camel, and he didn't even look back.

As a spy shadow wizard, Zhu Peng didn't know that he had been parasitized by the ancient god Anu. The other party might launch a body to replace his soul anytime and anywhere. However, he and the ancient god Anu had a few rounds of fighting with their body as a battlefield, and they still had great vitality. If they fell into the hands of the Holy See of Light or surrendered, it would be like putting his neck under the guillotine and waiting for the other party to kill him.

Zhu Peng did not think that the Holy See would take some gentle methods to take out the ancient god Anu on the premise of ensuring his life.

Running back on the camel, the supplies of the five people were now used alone, which made Zhu Peng feel a little apologized. After all, he was the only one who survived. No matter how the other four guys were entangled in love, hate, right and wrong, they have now become one and there is no difference between each other.

The bonfire is beating, the desert under the night.

With the remaining Camel, Zhu Peng surrounded him with ten riders, and changed his cyclists to run to Jinhe City as fast as possible. However, every day when he was resting, Zhu Peng also went down directly, cooked food and ate it, and prevented himself from going on a business trip in terms of sleep and food.

(The desert is Anu's home court. He will definitely launch a soul attack before I leave the desert. Otherwise, as soon as I leave here, I turn to the sea and never step into the desert in my life. His power will decay day by day. The desert god of death in the desert and the desert god of death in the sea are not the same level of strength. Before I arrive at Jinhe City, no matter whether he is ready or not, Anu has no choice.) While stuffing food into his mouth with big mouth, he thought. Even in this case, Zhu Peng's hand-made thick porridge was still extremely mellow, and even attracted the camels beside him to stretch their necks and shout. Zhu Peng put the remaining thick porridge to the mouth of a camel nearby, and then patted its big head.

On the fifth day of running day and night, when Zhu Peng was less than a hundred miles away from Jinhe City, he suddenly turned his head without warning, fell off the back of the camel riding, and fell into the rolling yellow sand pile, just like he was suddenly asleep.

After several days of getting along, the ten camels seemed to recognize Zhu Peng as their master. They called each other around the man lying in the pile of yellow sand and sat down around him to block the wind and sand on all sides and even the blazing sunlight.

When Zhu Peng woke up again, he found that he was already in a vast desert, with the scorching sun hanging in the sky, and golden gravel piled up layer by layer, finally forming a magnificent scene like a vast ocean of yellow sand.

"I really don't have any creativity. I know you must have made a desert to mess with me. You die. I will never lose this kind of mental illusion similar to sharpening my mind. If you die earlier, we will save time." After saying this to the sky, but of course there was no response. Zhu Peng smiled and shook his head, and then he chose the right direction and walked forward with great strides.

The vast sea of ​​sand, high temperature, scorching sun, desperate death, what a terrifying and terrifying world of mind, but for Zhu Peng, it is really not terrifying, because the terror comes from the unknown, and Zhu Peng knows very well that Anu can't kill him now.

Taoism calls it a stake of the body, the world of wizards is called the coming, and the world of gods calls this secret method of soul transfer an arrival or reincarnation. The former is a god descending on the saints he has cultivated for many years and walking in the world. Such saints are simply unavailable, and they are also hard to find for gods.

The latter often predicts that after the Demon God of the Abyss predicts that a large number of blood descendants will spread across the world after his death, and then all kinds of designs and secret methods will gain their own rebirth in the most powerful descendants.

Zhu Peng is not a saint of Anu, nor a bloodborne descendant of the Death God of Death in the Desert. Annu has no other choice and forced himself to reincarnate on Zhu Peng. This success rate is... Even if he succeeds by chance, the existence of the two souls that were finally combined through fierce fighting may not be Zhu Peng or Annu.

(At this moment, I am him, he is me. In this vast sea of ​​sand, if my will collapse first, he can naturally occupy the magpie's nest and control my body with his own will. But in the same way, he will not and cannot kill me at all. If I die, it is equivalent to his death. Let's waste. This kind of opportunity to purely cultivate the pure yang immortal heart is rare.) It seems that there is no difference between day and night in this long sea of ​​sand. The sun in the sky always circles for a long time, and there are not even vultures in the blue sky. The whole world is filled with despair.

The camera closer, his clothes gradually became ragged, and his state gradually weakened Zhu Peng walked and moved forward, not blindly moving forward with his head down, but Zhu Peng was also judging the direction. He interpreted according to the overall direction of the wind blowing the sand dunes, insensitive and empty consciousness. These consciousness states that lack subjective personal colors are favorable opportunities for Anu to take advantage of the situation. He must maintain thinking, maintain a firm self, and maintain a strong will, which is the self-evident moment for him to prove himself at all times.

Although he knew that this desert was illusory, Zhu Peng still regarded it as a real world to move forward and explore.

I don’t know how many roads I have walked, and how long it has passed. Zhu Peng’s physical energy is passing, his body is shriveling, his leather robe is breaking, and even the friction between his bones is gradually becoming clear and audible. He doesn’t even need to look in the mirror. Zhu Peng also knew that at this moment, he might have become like a dried corpse.

(Half a month or ten months? Half a year or many years... How long have I been in this world... It cannot be many years. The remaining power of Annu must not be enough to last for too long.) A human figure like a corpse was walking in the desert. He could clearly have branches that could support his body, and he could not see it even though there was an oasis in the distance.

In this world of mind, picking up a branch means weakness of one's will. Being addicted to the shade of the oasis of the sand sea is a compromise with the god of death in the desert. No matter how miserable his own state is, Anu cannot kill himself. Zhu Peng can be sure of this. The soul confrontation is not about pushing the other person's throat with a knife and wiping it over. In fact, it is more like a long-distance marathon with two people and endless, until one party collapses and falls.

Zhu Peng did not give himself any room or opportunity to relax, so that Anu would have to bear it with him. The final winner would kill everything, while the soul defeated would have nothing.

If Anu wins, it may also combine part of Zhu Peng's soul to become a new soul. If Zhu Peng wins, Anu's soul will be transformed into his nutrients and knowledge will fill the soul library, because at least in this body, Zhu Peng has the home advantage.

(After all, I am also occupying the magpie's nest. There is a huge gap between my soul and my body... Otherwise, that guy would not have been so easy to sneak in. It would have seen my problem and chose the last try, right?)

The extreme collapse of the body made the mind a little dull and obscure. During this period, due to the extreme pain of the body slowly disintegrating, Zhu Peng also had "misjudgment errors", "never-ending illusions", "I am dead" and other emotions in his mind. However, he was forcibly suppressed by himself with the pure Yang mental method, and he himself did not mind much.

You will doubt yourself, deny yourself, and slack yourself. In fact, even the gods will do this.

Because Zhu Peng is very clear that even the throne of the extraordinary will have "self-expenditure". Although the throne of the extraordinary is high in the wizard world, it is far closer to the gods than the mortals in the world of the gods. Living mortals are almost impossible to face the gods directly, because gods are born with a sense of mystery and oppression generated by distance, and even a throne of the extraordinary needs to hire some demigods or even legends to help him, especially some super-large-scale experiments.

The extraordinary throne will self-doubt, which will lead to self-drain. Zhu Peng will do it, and Anu will do it. In the face of these self-draining emotions, it is unnecessary to entangle and fight with them. Being a spear and fast horse and directly suppressing it does not mean that the emotion of "self-doubt" has no value or meaning. On the contrary, it is even an important support for reflection and progress.

However, in a state of combat, it is meaningless. It makes instant judgments, instant decisions, and then firmly self-reliance and compares the country with the human body. In a state of war, excessive freedom of speech is a weakening of its own combat power. It chooses a correct goal in the general direction, and then allocates all resources to rush over and crush it. This is the operating mechanism of Pure Yang Xianxin. Even if it is defeated, it will exhaust at least 95% of its own resources.
Chapter completed!