Chapter 114: The Hercules Shows His Magical Power (4,000 words)
In the restaurant, Zhang Ling was talking with the Black Bear King.
Suddenly, I heard a loud rumbling sound outside.
The entire restaurant was shaking as if a dragon was turning over. Some bricks and tiles on the house fell to the ground, but it was also shaky and seemed unable to support itself.
boom--
There was another rumble of thunder, and then a big hole was smashed in the roof of the restaurant. The monsters around looked up, and saw clouds rolling over there, on which stood densely packed shrimp soldiers, crab generals, whale commanders and yakshas, all fully armed and majestic, with weapons in their hands that were long or short, sharp and shining, and full of murderous aura. All of them had frowns on their faces, and were as still as mountains. It was obvious that they were a navy with a very strong fighting style.
"It's Longzi!"
Someone shouted, and the surrounding monsters were terrified. They swallowed with a grunt and froze in place, unable to move. They were originally wild monsters in disguise. How could they have ever seen such a big scene? Their calves trembled, and they didn't know what to do.
Above the sky, several dragons can be vaguely seen looming in the clouds. Their huge bodies exude power, making it difficult for the little demons below to breathe.
"Oh no, my Lord, they are coming!"
The black bear demon said with some fear.
Zhang Ling took a sip of green plum wine and looked up at the sky, only to see that the leader above the clouds was none other than the arrogant and domineering Dragon Son who had previously spoken harshly. Behind him were several dragon soldier commanders with the bodies of dragons, all of whom had one foot in the realm of celestial beings.
Boom boom boom!
The heavy hammering sound of the war drum was like installing a huge heart in the sky, beating between heaven and earth. The dull sound of the heavy drum continued to grow in momentum, making the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the sky feel like they were heavenly soldiers and generals.
"Kill without mercy, leave no one alive!"
A vicious voice of Longzi was heard from the sky, and bursts of dragon roars were heard from the clouds, followed by overwhelming shouts of fighting, resounding through the sky.
Zhang Ling looked up, with a strange look on his face.
When the dragon son went back to call for help, he only summoned some shrimp soldiers and crab generals and a few dragons that had not yet reached the level of celestial beings. He originally thought that if he could not summon the Five Water Dragon Gods and the Wujiang Water Emperor, he could at least summon the Green Grass Lake God, but he did not expect that none of these three would come.
It shouldn't be. It shouldn't be.
Zhang Ling shook his head. It seemed that these shrimp soldiers, crab generals and the dragon commander were all private servants of the dragon son. The reason for this could be guessed that the dragon son did not tell his elders about this matter when he returned, otherwise he would not have come with such a big ceremony.
While thinking about it, Zhang Ling took out a piece of paper cutting from his sleeve and threw it into the air.
The paper grew in size when it was blown by the wind, and fell above the clouds, transforming into a powerful warrior several feet tall, with a yellow scarf on his head and a face as red as ruby.
As heavy as a date, with long beard blowing in the wind, and a tough and resolute face as if it were cut by a knife or an axe.
Zhang Ling's mind moved slightly, and he immediately sent a divine thought to the Yellow Turban warrior, instructing him to put away the halberd in his hand, and then when fighting, he would punch the warrior until he was dizzy and exhausted.
With a loud "bang", the Yellow Turban warrior in mid-air stepped on the clouds with his feet, scowled coldly, held the halberd in both hands, breathed deeply, his heartbeat sounded like the beating of a heavy drum, and the pure yang power of the earthly immortal that was perfected shone brightly like a rainbow, leaking out with all his strength, domineering and unmatched.
Zhang Ling had previously personally taught the Yellow Turban warrior the magical skills of the 72 Earthly Transformations that he had learned, and also taught him the Five Thunders Method. This time, he wanted to use this opportunity to test the current progress of his guardian deity and see if he had learned anything. After all, there is no better opportunity to practice than this.
The divine thought instantly reached the mind of the Yellow Turban warrior, who immediately put away the halberd in his hand and clenched his fists, which shone like gold and sparkled under the sunlight in the sky. His whole body was plump and well-proportioned, with knotted muscles. The lines of each muscle were clearly visible, as if it contained tremendous strength, just like a masterpiece of nature and an exquisite sculpture.
"Where does it come from?"
A voice of surprise and doubt came from the air, it was the voice of the dragon son.
Not long after the voice fell, the Yellow Turban warriors were already engaged in battle with the navy brought by the enemy.
I saw a ray of fairy rainbow bursting out from behind the strong man. At this moment, he was galloping in the clouds like a god of war, and his golden fists were blasting left and right. Every punch hit the flesh, and the shrimp soldier's skin was torn and the crab general was pissing his butt. He rushed back and forth, making the whale general faint with fear and sending the yaksha flying backwards.
Exactly:
He was wearing golden iron armor and holding a long spear, looking very majestic.
Wearing silver-green cloud-long shoes, he guards the altar and shoos away demons.
"Where did these immortals come from? We are all family, why are you doing this?"
There was a cry of horror in the sky, and then several dragon roars were heard. The monsters below looked up in shock and watched the whole battle from the side. They saw a strong man bathed in golden light fighting against several dragon commanders with just his fists. They were evenly matched and even seemed to be getting braver and fearless.
"Since you're just a passing deity, why are you meddling in other people's affairs? Do you intend to collude with the demons and openly defy the laws of Heaven?"
Several dragon commanders tried to persuade the Yellow Turban warrior in front of them to stop interfering and leave quickly, but the warrior seemed to be a dumb and deaf person, and didn't care. He covered his head and continued to wave his fists to fight with them.
"How can this be? Don't hold back, kill without mercy!"
Long Zi behind him saw that the Yellow Turban warrior in front of him was able to resist the navy he brought with his own strength, with an attitude of one man blocking a thousand, making it impossible for all the navy to advance even a little. He immediately became furious and started cursing.
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