Chapter 26 Devouring Xiangliu Corpse, S-class sealing master Ning Pingle

Author: Scarlet Echo

Chapter 26 Devouring Xiangliu Corpse, S-class sealing master Ning Pingle

"Welcome to the world of magicians!"

Ning Pingle slowly raised his head. On the open ground that was comparable to a coastal city, countless black chains as thick as thighs spread out from all directions of the room. His eyes penetrated the dense iron chains and finally saw the huge creature in the middle.

It was an illusion that it seemed as if looking up at the mountains. Everything in his eyes seemed to be swallowed up by the creation in front of him. When he looked at the giant creature with his head held high like an ancient god, he seemed to feel that He was peeking at him from a high point.

"Oh my god!"

Ning Pingle spoke subconsciously.

The head of a mountain-like lead-gray snake was imprisoned by thousands of chains. Even if it was exhausted from Ning Pingle's heart, it was difficult to describe his sense of power intertwined with grandeur and barbarity.

It's God!

There is never a lack of such a shadow in the myths of various civilizations. Countless theologians have been pursuing their entire lives, but they are unavailable.

When Ning Pingle was trading with Xiangliu, she was pulled into a place similar to a spiritual space by Xiangliu, and also looked at the tip of the magnificent iceberg from a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

But looking into the distance is a completely different concept than standing in front of that giant.

Only when he really stood here did Ning Pingle understand how lucky it was to be able to seal Xiangliu.

The head of the snake that was torn off was so thick and perfect, over the years, but it was like living. On its beautiful body, dense scales as big as a palm covered the snake's head. The scales that looked so huge seemed so small on it.

He still maintained his original appearance when he was alive, his face was covered with hideous bone protrusions, and his lead-gray torso was sealed with his majesty during his lifetime.

Even though He is already a dead God, he is still as powerful as a prison in front of mankind.

"This is one of Xiangliu's nine heads, a very powerful existence, right?"

Zhou Beimo said softly.

Ninh Binhle took a deep breath:

"You're right, I've begun to doubt how I sealed Him at that time."

"Have you thought about it?"

Ning Pingle smiled and pulled the sacrificial mask behind her neck to her face.

The moment the mask was pressed against his face, the light of Zhong Kui's evil-suppressing Talisman flashed, and he suddenly hugged his head, and a deep pain spread, as if something was about to emerge in his mind.

The world became pitch black at this moment, and iron chains broke out from the wall, hovering around Ning Pingle with covetous eyes, but was pushed back into the wall by Zhou Beimo.

If he doesn't stop him, the countermeasures of Kanlicheng will directly turn Ninh Binh Le into the display object of rope art.

The senior magicians around him felt a deep water-like pressure pressing on his body. When Ning Pingle raised his head, his faint green eyes slowly opened.

He seemed to have become Him. His eyes were filled with a sharp cold wind like a knife. He twisted his neck indifferently and came to the restricted corpse of the gods.

Under His feet, a dark water-like shadow continued to spread, and the restricted corpse was pulled under the water by the twisted arms that stretched out from the black water.

The iron chains that restricted the corpse of the gods to make it unable to move were shattered at this moment. The flowing black water seemed to be hidden under the flowing black water, completely swallowed by the black water without any resistance.

"Two-nineths of the body, then, Ninh Ping Le, if it were you, it wouldn't have let our expectations down!"

Zhou Beimo couldn't help but think.

The next moment, Ning Pingle's expression began to become ferocious, and a strange and depressing laughter came out from her throat, and her bones whirred slightly.

A senior magician had already begun to unable to withstand the pressure and gently grabbed his hand on the spell behind him, and cold sweat fell on his face.

A terrifying malice was swearing his existence without any scruples.

Even Zhou Beimo began to have a solidified light arrow surrounding his body.

Everyone present was a veteran in the magician world, and there were even a few veteran players. They were also top magicians who could fight outside, but at this time they were silent.

The power of mantras and spells gave them power and power, and extended their lives, but when they heard Ninh Pingle's laughter, they seemed to hear the ridicule of death.

"Very~ This feeling of being filled with soy milk in non-existent organs is indeed very disgusting!"

Ning Pingle raised his head again, slowly took off the sacrificial mask, retching, and a nauseating expression appeared on his face.

“Haha~”

Zhou Beimo couldn't help laughing when he saw this expression.

This is completely certain!

It is not just a problem with the inherent physical nature of the player himself, he can even easily maintain himself when confronting Xiangliu.

There is a small number of members in the magician group who tend toward the sealing direction. In the organization, these people are talents in the magician's sealing direction.

The top group may not have appeared in the world for hundreds of years. Each of them is a pride of heaven in the seal field. I don’t know when such people have their own titles—

The implication of the designation seal is that as long as the sealing object is appropriate, even the gods may be completely sealed into their bodies by them and will hardly be affected.

There is no doubt that Ning Pingle, a young man, is a genius in the field of sealing masters, a natural medium, a genius who can even seal the body of a god and has the opportunity to compete for the position of [Designated Seal].

Ninh Binle let out a slight breath of Shasha and said in a tangled manner: "There is no problem like this, right? If you want to seal this kind of thing, it is not a simple job.

I will eat all Xiangliu, and I will leave the matter to you to deal with afterwards. Is there no problem?"

"certainly."

Zhou Beimo raised his head and said, "Liberated a top combat power, Ning Pingle, you have really helped a lot.

In this way, the hidden options are activated, welcome to join us, newcomers.”

He smiled like he was not a fake.

Every time a new magician joins, he will be very happy.

"On the outside, we usually claim to be from [Spark], but internally, we prefer to call ourselves [Organization]."

Zhou Beimo blinked at him, went over and patted his shoulder and said:

"Welcome, the new S-level magician, and... the Dawn Sword!"

"I am here"

A mechanical female voice suddenly rang out.

"Ning Ping Le, I officially represent Spark, invite you to join. If you agree, please say yes."

"I'm sure, thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"Verification is passed, the magician's authority begins."

"Ning Ping Le, Temporary No. S0076FY"

...

In the corner of the room where Xiangli City was imprisoned, Jiang Meng hid behind everyone, quietly looked at Ning Pingle's figure and whispered:

"Ning Ping Le, once you walk on this road, it will be difficult for you to turn back. Both sides of this road are the bones of pioneers who fall on the road. I don't know how many people died because of this...

But this is the only way you can go, so do your best to struggle until the end, Ninh Binh Le."

...

【Location: Daxia·Tiandu City·Tiandu University Campus·Supercomputer dedicated computer room·Fourth underground floor】

An illusory light and shadow sway in the air, which is the host of the artificial intelligence [Xiezhi·Divine Sword of Dawn] dedicated to [Star Fire].

In front of the projection, countless dense data streams are shuttled.

Indicative sounds are ringing.

"Unlock the relevant permissions of the temporary number ‘S-class sealer: Ninh Ping Le’"

"Spark Database Security Lock, Unblocked"

"Xiezhi·Daoming Sword Sub-Program, Enable"

"Sky Fire Intranet Rescue System, Enable"

"Secret Document Database: S-level data partially unblocked, fully open to S-level and below"

"The Mantra Library of Wenwang Temple in Wuli City: Quick application channel for mantras above level B and above, unblocked; the use permissions of mantras below level B and below, unblocked"

"Wenwang Temple, Wenwang Temple in Wuli City, designated seal library is opened" "Special department has the right to hold weapons, open"

"…"

"Welcome back, Ninh Binh Le"

...

Zhou Beimo looked at this scene quietly and said softly in his heart:

"The amount of curse power did not directly soar to twice. Compared with the power of one-nineth Xiangliu corpse recorded in the organizational classics, is the Xiangliu corpse sealed by this kid stronger than the Xiangliu corpse who was undoubtedly the rebellious Xiangliu corpse... "

"Ha, that is, as we guessed, isn't we keeping one nine, but one eighteen?"

"It's certain that it's not the gods in the middle tier, but the evil gods at the first tier level?"

"Ning Ping Le, you have to work hard. It seems that another new person can be welcomed on the throne of the mythical magician."
To be continued...