Wonderland Wholesaler

Chapter 100 Divine Runes
The Tibetan Soldier Mountain seemed a little dull, and the air inside the military tomb was filled with a slightly pungent smell. The lead-colored dark clouds were like passers-by returning home in a hurry, covering the sky urgently. The moon was gone, and the gray world seemed to have died. .

He was lying there, lying there quietly, like a corpse. The occasional ups and downs of his chest let people know that he was still alive, maybe with only one breath left. He seemed to be waiting for something. You could tell from the slight smile on his face. Trembling to see anticipation.

After a long time, a black shadow came slowly from the vast dark clouds. She walked very lightly, descending from the void, like an elegant night hunter, afraid to wake up the prey in her eyes with a wisp of dust and wind.

She appeared in front of him like this, silently, as if she had always been there, and seemed to have just appeared, the perfect body wrapped in the black night clothes, only revealing a pair of silvery white eyes, like the lost moon in the sky Son found his sister.

She just looked at him like this, without saying a word, looking at him quietly.

Zhu Sheng didn't know that she appeared, right in front of him, and his confident intuition deceived him.

He felt that the eyes of the person peering at him in the dark should be as cold as poisonous snakes. As long as he took one look at him, he would be locked by her. His only fate was to let her fangs pierce his skin and let his blood taste her sweetness. The taste of venom, and then a slow death.

He couldn't feel the moon-like cold eyes in front of him, because there was no trace of human emotion in them. She appeared suddenly and stood there, but she seemed more like a dead person than Zhu Sheng, a living dead person .

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It was already two hours later when Hei Niu and others returned.

A group of people are mighty, and the hurried footsteps are very heavy. Just like their mood at this moment, someone in this large craftsman family has made sacrifices for their dreams, which makes them start to reconsider themselves. If one day Disaster befalls him, what should he do.

Hei Niu and Yan Wulin walked in the forefront. He and Yan Wulin went to Jinding and did not even climb the mountain. Jinding is a forbidden area of ​​Yanhuang Academy, and there is a powerful formation. They cannot enter without permission.

The thin monkey, the fat man and the others followed behind with their heads down. Their dejected looks showed that they had gained nothing. The death test was approaching, and the college stipulated that teachers should not have any contact with the students, so as to avoid the occurrence of teachers forcibly instilling students with skills.

From a distance, I saw Zhu Sheng lying there, lying there, just like the two hours, motionless. Their courage seemed to be emptied at this moment, and they just hoped that this journey could be longer and longer.

"Hei Niu, are you back?" The steady voice was no longer hoarse, no panic, no despair, just as normal as every greeting, but the anxious people didn't hear it at all.

Hearing the shout, Hei Niu took two quick steps, but seemed a little hesitant, and finally Yan Wulin spoke, and replied: "Da Victory, it's us."

When everyone surrounded Zhu Sheng at once, the scene seemed very depressing, making it more difficult to breathe than the dark clouds above.

Zhu Sheng felt this kind of pressure so upright, just like the character of this group of people, the wild caught him off guard, and the oppressive made him unable to turn over.

He was not influenced by this pressure. He knew that he felt the pressure because these people cared about him. The words in his mouth carried a confident lightness, which seemed incompatible with this dead and silent world. At this moment, they saw the danger that was as bright as the sun at the corner of Zhu Sheng's mouth, they were stunned, all of them were stunned.

The confusion, unwillingness, fear, etc. that were suppressed in my heart disappeared with this smile.

"Everyone, I'm fine, do me a favor, go to my shop and bring me the little golden pig." After speaking, tell Hei Niu not to tell Shen Ling'er and others, Hei Niu doesn't understand, but now he can do something for Dasheng He felt better.

He left in a hurry, and 10 minutes later, Hei Niu returned with the little golden pig in his arms. When people saw this naive little golden pig sleeping soundly, they all looked at Zhu Sheng in confusion.

Then, when Hei Niu placed the little golden pig next to Zhu Sheng, the little guy woke up, his cute big eyes were filled with crystal dots, his little mouth was pressed together, and he looked pitifully at the owner of the recliner.

The man stood up with his two front hooves lying next to the rocking chair. He looked a little funny but made people feel warm.

Zhu Sheng and the little golden pig have the same heart, he can feel that the little guy loves him, his face moves, and his smile is still as bright as the sun, and his heart is inexplicably tugged in the eyes of everyone. I think I can't do it so freely.

Everyone was puzzled and looked at Hei Niu again. Hei Niu had never seen the little golden pig before, and asked, "Da Sheng, this is...."

"This is my battle beast. As long as he is here, I can survive even if I have only one breath left." As he said that, the little golden pig jumped to his chest, and then he saw the little golden pig's face turned pale. Pigface became serious.

As his serious expression began, the golden light shone on his chubby figure, and the bright golden light turned into substance at this moment, forming pure golden runes between the two.

The pure golden runes were as sharp as swords, forcing everyone to retreat. For this reason, their bodies, which were self-confident, were almost destroyed by the golden light at this moment.

While backing away, people were shocked to find that the two were swallowed by pure golden runes, and the picture presented made them difficult to calm down. In their eyes, a pure gold rune was Kamigawa, and a pure gold rune was Kamigawa. A huge mountain, thousands of pure golden runes is a world.

This place is like an entrance leading to another world. A majestic and majestic atmosphere permeates from this gap. Looking from a distance, in that unknown world, Zhu Sheng is lying quietly on a piece of grass. , green grass, seems to be a sleepy child at this moment, and the little golden pig is lying quietly in its arms, still exuding pure golden runes.

Hei Niu Yan Wulin glanced at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes: "This is... divine pattern?"

Divine pattern, one of the four immortal spirit patterns in the world.

Above the void of Zangbing Mountain, that slender black shadow stood alone in the clouds, just watching everything that happened below, and in a trance, there was a long sword behind him, the slender sword had no color, it was extremely black, If Zhu Sheng saw this black sword, he would definitely be surprised, because the black sword and the black knife seem to be made of the same material.

The black sword was completely intact, unlike the broken black sword. At this moment, there was a strange force behind the woman's back. It was this force that blocked the breath of the two. Suddenly, the black sword trembled, disturbed to some extent, and a black mist flowed from it. Spit out from the body, wrap the two in one breath, and disappear in place.

At the same time, a red light flashed and came to this place with lightning speed. It was a hundred-year-old old man. The old man was tall and tall, with eyes like bronze drums, red hair and beard, square eyebrows and a big mouth. He looked a bit ferocious.

At this moment, he frowned slightly, and muttered to himself: "The breath of the original sin family?"

The old man looked around vigilantly, and did not find anything abnormal for a long time, then he lowered his head and looked down. The rough face paused, and shock was revealed in his eyes.

"God pattern!"

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Yan Wulin was completely dumbfounded. He looked in disbelief at Zhu Sheng wrapped in pure gold spirit patterns in front of him. His mouth was full of disbelief: "How is it possible? How is it possible? It's actually a divine pattern!"

Yan Wulin's family is prominent, there was once a semi-sage in the family, he was a fierce man who could forge ninth-level divine weapons, his family background was profound, and his contact with him since childhood naturally surpassed that of ordinary people, after thinking about it, he recognized that he was one of the four great warriors. One of the spirit-destroying patterns is the divine pattern.

He doesn't know much about the divine pattern, he only knows that there are four immortal spirit patterns in the world: bone pattern, soul pattern, fairy pattern, and divine pattern.

Bone pattern: Also called blood pattern, it is passed down from generation to generation with the blood essence of the family, attached to the bone, and when awakened one day, it will have unimaginable mighty power, and through this inheritance, the bone pattern can be said to be immortal.

Soul Pattern: The most mysterious of the four immortal spirit patterns. We don’t know what the soul pattern’s power is. We only know that it comes from the underworld, is inherited by the soul, and has the attribute of immortality.

Immortal pattern: the spirit pattern that people will comprehend when they become immortals. It is because the fairy world has closed the passage to all walks of life in ancient times, so no one in the world has seen the fairy pattern, but in this era of cultivation, as long as there is a fairy Words will not be underestimated.

The last divine pattern: Only 'gods' are qualified to inherit the divine pattern. The only spiritual pattern that can be taken away by the four immortal gods is acquired. As long as you can 'slay the gods', you can replace it and possess the divine pattern.

What is the origin of this little golden pig? Could it be that he has killed a god!

(End of this chapter)