Chapter 183 Everything I see, the gods will wither (Chapter
Chapter 183 Everything I see, the gods will wither (first update)
(I had a fever yesterday and forgot to ask for leave. Sorry, I will compensate everyone with a guaranteed 10,000 words tomorrow!)
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The most important thing is that the divine mark printed by Lin Hai is not just hidden in the sea of his mind, but also has a concrete manifestation outside the body, imprinted on the center of the young man's forehead.
It is an extremely ancient Sanskrit text, complicated and even slightly twisted at the edges, like an abyss demon with teeth and claws.
Looking from a distance, the original mark of the Fire Ancestral Witch on his forehead complements each other.
The two moved up and down, seeming to be fighting for dominance. Over time, layers of radiant ripples would flicker, and the crimson light and dark black veins competed for beauty, making this honest young man look a bit monstrous. .
But it was obvious that the Mark of the Fire Ancestral Witch was more powerful, and it directly suppressed the "uprising" of the strange divine mark on the spot.
In just a moment, the twisted and ferocious Sanskrit mark was defeated, and it lay obediently below, motionless.
Tuwazi and others also discovered something strange about the young man. They were all very surprised and felt that this formerly honest and honest young man suddenly became a little different.
This feeling is hard to explain, but it is real and can be noticed immediately.
There seemed to be an inexplicable surge of power reviving in the other party's body, making them all feel an invisible sense of oppression.
"Boss, tell me, did you get any amazing adventures there?"
Lin Zhuang, the father, had a curious look on his face and cast his eyes away, constantly looking back and forth around his eldest son.
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that his boss's appearance and demeanor were still the same as before, he wouldn't even dare to recognize him.
I can't say that the temperament has changed too much, but it is still somewhat different from before.
He was honest and honest before, but now he is the same, but with a little more indescribable aura.
"This... I don't know much about this, either!"
Lin Hai scratched his head, really confused.
He actually doesn't have any strange feelings. If Tuwazi and others hadn't explained it to him, he might not even have discovered it until now.
After organizing his words a little, the young man told what happened after he entered the trial field.
At first, there was no difference from Tuwazi and others.
Entering that area, you will be directly assigned to different independent ancient arenas. Then a black shadow will condense on the arena, mastering all the magic and magical powers that you know, and becoming more proficient. One can be called perfect operation.
The difference was that while fighting, Lin Hai suddenly entered a mysterious and mysterious feeling.
In the long and unconscious drifting, a vast and bright light suddenly released from the black shadow fighting with it.
And there was a thunderous roar coming from it, which seemed to be able to split the heavens and the earth.
"Death falls like stars, life is like morning dew, and at the end of everything, the gods will wither..."
The roar resounded deep in Lin Hai's mind, and vaguely, a figure standing tall appeared in front of his eyes.
He is majestic and strong. Although he is not too tall, his small figure is as towering and straight as the immortal mountain.
The most important thing is that this figure is covered with densely packed bright runes, and the light converges in one place, as bright as the mighty sun.
Immediately afterwards, the boy had no memory at all, until now.
In the end, Jiang Huai spoke up and answered the doubts in their hearts.
"Brother Hai, you are indeed a person with profound blessings."
Tuwazi spoke, his eyes shining, not out of jealousy, but out of pure envy.
"If you try to understand the divine pattern, you will get unexpected benefits."
Jiang Huai spoke to Lin Hai alone.
"Young man, please follow Liu Shen's teachings!" Lin Hai responded quickly.
Later, Jiang Huai spoke out to Tuwazi, Gu Chen, Lin Zhuang, Lin Chen and others one after another.
Although the few of them did not imprint the divine patterns, their respective gains were not small. After being ravaged by thousands of people in ten days, their understanding and use of treasure techniques were greatly improved. improvement.
If you can grasp and fully integrate these experiences, you will make great progress.
The Tuwazi people naturally nodded and agreed quickly.
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Saying goodbye to the pleasant temperature and crisp air of autumn in early spring, when I look back, I can't help but feel a touch of sadness and coolness in this vast land.
The fallen leaves make a rustling sound.
Unknowingly, a month passed by in a hurry.
During this period, Tuwazi, Lin Zhuang and others all secretly understood the experience gained in that trial field.
Watching others use it and using it yourself are two completely different concepts.
Fortunately, they have gone through countless trainings and have already memorized the correct starting postures corresponding to the treasures in their brains. They only need to practice them regularly.
On the contrary, Lin Hai has completely imprinted a bit of the divine inscription into his own flesh and blood, and has initially manifested some magical powers.
Being able to manifest the phantom of the master of the divine pattern behind his back to help him during combat can enhance his own combat power, and can even enhance the attack effect of magical powers, increasing his power by several levels.
Moreover, thanks to the activation of his bloodline, the young man also obtained the first treasure technique inherited from the deep bloodline of the ancestral witch - the ancestral witch body.
This is the most basic and simplest magic, and it is also the premise of the ancestral witch's fate.
at the same time.
This is also a very powerful body-refining magical power.
If you can practice to the extreme, you can make the body you cultivate exist forever. Even if the soul disappears, you can still rely on the existing body to regenerate spiritual consciousness. A drop of blood can be reborn, and a drop of blood can be as majestic as the stars.
Life after life, immortality, time cannot leave any trace.
Ancestral witches have immortal bodies and are comparable to the most terrifying and powerful ferocious beasts and monsters. The most mature ones can open up the world with their strength. The spiritual points on their bodies can even turn into the stars of the universe. Even if they do not rely on magical powers, they can also rely on their own power. The power of his physical body suppresses the heavens.
In Jiang Huai's view, it is comparable to Emperor Huangtian's Immortal Sutra. Both of them dominate with their bodies.
Although that step is very long, as long as the young man can persevere, it is not impossible to achieve it one day in the future.
In addition, Jiang Huai also handed over the magical powers such as "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan" and "Monster Transformation Technique" that he obtained some time ago to the broad sword man and the half-demon boy respectively.
These magical powers are naturally adapted to them, and when practiced, they will get twice the result with half the effort, and can bring out the maximum effect of these two magical powers.
The most important thing is that they all passed the assessment and were recognized by Jiang Huai.
The only pity is that Jiang Huai has not collected all the precious medicine to refine the Sword King Pill until now.
Although the man with the broad sword possesses the rare Sword King Body, he is born to be the king of swords, and he has magical powers in swordsmanship that are unrivaled by ordinary people and unimaginable speed. However, now that the sword body is damaged, he is no different from ordinary people. He only has the sword. Wang Dan can recover.
However, Jiang Huai is not in a hurry. After all, he is familiar with the prescriptions and knows the appearance of each herbal medicine. It is just one day earlier and one day later.
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This day.
Tuwazi and others set off early to go to the virtual god world.
The difference from before is that this time there is Lin Zhuang's eldest son Lin Hai.
After these days of secret accumulation, the boy's body has undergone some changes again. His whole body, from his face to his limbs, is covered with dense veins of unknown totems.
There is an ancient aura in the mystery, like an ancient god that has traversed the ages. The aura is deep, like an abyss.
"Brother, my nephew will definitely be more capable than you in the future!"
Lin Laoer clicked his tongue and said in wonder.
He is increasingly unable to see through his eldest nephew. The two marks in the center of his forehead shine brightly in the dim light, giving him an extremely extraordinary feeling at first glance.
"I'm happy if I can't catch up. Those brats in your family have such talents and abilities. I'm afraid you guys can laugh out of your dreams!"
Lin Zhuang picked his nose indifferently and said disapprovingly.
He knows his brother's character. He likes to make fun of others, even if he is his elder brother, he always does what he says.
In the past, he would have been too lazy to respond, and at most he would have just rolled his eyes.
But now that his boss is really fighting for him, he has to "fight back."
"Brother, I'm just joking for you, I don't want you to hit people like this!"
Lin Chen's face suddenly became depressed. He perfectly explained what it means to be both good and fun-loving. Although he got married a few months later than Lin Zhuang, he had more children, but most of them were ordinary and nothing special. special.
There is really no one like Lin Hai.
"Eldest nephew, second uncle is a little confused, which realm should you belong to now?!"
After asking for trouble at Lin Zhuang's side, Lin Laoer quickly walked to Lin Hai and asked curiously.
He could not feel any state fluctuations from Lin Hai, only the incomparably thick Qi and blood that was constantly surging.
The blood energy fluctuations were endless, like a vast ocean of stars, seemingly endless, and even he couldn't help being frightened.
"I really don't know this, but Master Liu Shen once told me that my current state is quite special and cannot be classified according to ordinary realms.
But if you insist on saying it, you should be able to deal with ordinary inscription realm monks. "
Lin Hai thought for a while and said something.
His attack methods are limited, but his physical body is extremely powerful, and his physical body can resist the precious phantoms and spells.
Although he has just cultivated the Ancestral Witch Body to the basic level, one punch can be compared to the falling of stars, with a force of millions, and ordinary inscription realm monks may not be able to withstand even one punch in front of him. .
"What a pervert!" Lin Laoer curled his lips and finally turned his full words into these few words.
If he remembered correctly, although his eldest nephew had practiced hard in the past, his strength had always been limited to moving blood.
It has even taken seven or eight years to fully understand the "Forging Realm" that Lord Liu Shen rewarded.
How long does it take?
During the conversation, after walking through the ruined road, the scene in front of everyone suddenly became clear.
At this moment, the False God Realm was already filled with people.
The noise rose and resounded throughout the sky.
"The double pupil can open up the world and create all things. Its divine power is unimaginable. Even if Shi Hao is in the limelight recently, he cannot resist it!"
"But they have already broken many records of people with double eyes. How could they have done it if they weren't Wushuang!"
The war has not yet begun, but everyone is already talking about it, and there are intense discussions about who will win in the end.
Especially those creatures that have been betting.
These people set off earlier than Lin Zhuang and others and came to the Virtual God Realm.
At a glance, the False God Realm is almost overcrowded with people, bustling and crowded, and the streets are covered with darkness like a tide.
And there are still heroes coming, ready to witness the final battle between the Young Supremes...
at the same time.
Among the thousands of high mountains and ridges.
A vast lake runs through it.
It's the Devil's Lake.
Demon Spirit Lake is a mysterious existence comparable to the ancient sacred mountain. It can be traced back to the ancient times. It has been glorious for a long time. There once was a demon spider in the clan who lit the divine fire and ascended to the throne of God. However, he fell in the ancient war and his whereabouts are still unknown. …
In the center of the mountains, the silver-white lake is vast and boundless, and its energy is condensed into the sky. It turns into little bits of spiritual energy and rain falls. Although the amount is not large, this scene is enough to amaze many people.
Ordinary Cave Heaven Paradise cannot transform spiritual energy into rain. It has to be an extremely precious place.
Looking from afar, on this silver-white lake, countless huge spiders with terrifying shapes, comparable to the size of mountain peaks, are constantly crawling on the surface of the lake, greedily absorbing the elves' aura in the lake.
After crossing this huge silver-white lake, you will find the central heavenly palace of Demonic Lake.
At this moment, the boy with double pupils was sitting in the center of the Heavenly Palace, preparing to enter the Virtual God Realm.
In front of him, an old man covered in golden robes walked quickly.
This is the clan leader of Demon Spirit Lake. He is at the peak of the Venerable Realm. His strength is extremely powerful, his origins are astonishing, and he has lived for a long time.
But at this moment, the usually arrogant Golden Spider Venerable turned pale, and his expression was full of fatigue. Obviously, it was not like this suddenly, but it had been in this state for a long time.
He was Shi Yi's uncle. Originally, he planned to send invitations to the ancient sacred mountains in the most remote areas, so that they could witness his double-eyed man win the honor of being the best in the world.
However, in view of what happened some time ago, he thought about it and finally decided to be honest for now.
Venerable Red Spider, who went on a plan to kill gods some time ago, is his biological brother. His strength is almost equal to his, and even if he is not as good as him, he is not far behind.
But even so, the fate card was broken on the way to find Liucun, and even the bones have not been found yet.
It’s not that the bones were missing, it’s just that no one dared to look for them.
Although the Red Lords had been killed, they couldn't escape because they were from Demon Spirit Lake, not to mention that the entire Demon Spirit Lake hierarchy knew about the so-called God-Slaying Plan.
He was afraid that the being from Willow Village would take action against Demonic Lake.
How can mortals dare to speculate on the status of gods?
They were all wrong. They guessed all the major sacred mountains and the immortal restricted area.
They used secret treasures to predict divination and made even more mistakes. They were extremely wrong.
Although he still dare not imagine it and cannot imagine it.
But the god in Yanagi Village is obviously fine, and it is very likely that he is even at his peak.
"Yi'er, go ahead. Uncle Master will protect you here!"
Lord Golden Spider spoke.
The boy with double eyes nodded, and then his mind was immersed, and he stepped into the vast virtual god world.
Dear babies, I really had a fever yesterday and I was in a daze all the time. Sure enough, my whole body aches and I feel either a cold or a fever.
Tomorrow I will write more than 10,000 words to compensate everyone, but I forgot to ask for leave from everyone.