Chapter 891: Martial Arts Initiation to Kill the King’s Evil Spirit (please vote for the big chapter)(1/2)
In fact, in a sense, from the beginning of this battle, the old man had been 'feeding moves' to He Ao and showing him those skills.
Of course, if he had not learned these skills or was not strong enough, he also believed that the old man would kill him mercilessly.
Throughout the whole battle, the old man actually didn't hold anything back. If He Ao was distracted, he would be killed immediately.
Special treatment, but not completely special treatment.
If you have learned it, it is He Ao's skill. If you have not learned it, then you will have to wait for the next capable person to come.
However, this old man has actually died a long time ago, and what is in front of him is just an alienated evil spirit created by this relic of the past.
The ‘duties’ he believed in were also completely ‘alienated and distorted’.
He Ao stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the black broad sword.
His eyes scanned the lines on the hilt of the sword. Although this sword was not an extraordinary item, the craftsmanship was very fine and rigorous, and it did not look like something that could be mass-produced.
Perhaps the 'old man' in front of him had some kind of 'relationship' with the corpse in the underground palace who left the black sword behind.
And the moment he held the hilt of the sword, he also noticed the streaks of transparent light overflowing from the old man's body.
These rays of light first became more numerous and then less, flew out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually condensed into a transparent ball of light in the air.
He Ao stared at the ball of light, feeling the familiar aura coming from the ball of light, as well as the vague feeling of 'pollution'.
After a brief hesitation, he reached out his hand and carefully touched the ball of light.
The moment the ball of light touched his fingertips, distorted murmurs poured into He Ao's brain, and then a hazy scene emerged in He Ao's mind.
It was a vague translucent 'figure'.
The figure first brought an invisible force down from his mind, traveled to his arms, and finally returned to his chest before returning to his mind.
Then these powers flowed to the navel, dispersed and traveled through the feet, and then gathered in the navel, passed through the chest from the navel, and then returned to the mind.
Immediately afterwards, as if there was more and more energy in the body, this figure divided the energy generated by the first two modes of operation into three parts after passing through the mind, and dispersed it to the brain, chest, and navel. The abilities of the three areas were controlled by some kind of
Invisible lines connect them together.
At this point, the figure completely disappeared.
He Ao quietly digested the contents in his mind.
The spiritual consciousness travels up to the upper body, which is the content of the eighth page of the small book, which is also the part that He Ao is currently practicing. However, the ninth page of the small book is missing. The spiritual consciousness is divided into three, which is the content of the tenth page of the small book.
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In other words, the lower body practice in the middle is the missing ninth page of the small book.
This ‘image’ is the method to practice from C level to B level?
At this time, He Ao discovered that the ball of light had not completely disappeared. He immersed his consciousness into it. Along with the distorted images flashing through his mind, He Ao felt the essence of the ball of light.
The purest two qi of heaven and earth.
He Ao remembered the term "martial arts initiation" that was used in the system before.
He Ao looked at the old man whose body had decayed.
It seems that this is what the old man left to his 'younger generation' without affecting his 'twisted' 'responsibilities'.
It's just that this old man's body was actually created by the being behind the scenes. Even if he gathered the power of his body into the power of initiation, these powers are actually full of pollution from the being behind the scenes.
The pollution required to absorb this light ball is much higher than that of a light touch.
To accept these 'legacies', we have to bear the consequences of being contaminated by the existence behind the scenes.
In a sense, this can be regarded as a special backhand behind the scenes.
Even if the 'evil spirit' he created goes out of control, he can keep his power from leaking out.
If the intruder dares not accept this 'gift', then his power will naturally be preserved. If the intruder is bold enough to accept this 'gift', then he can successfully pollute the intruder and even obtain a new one.
'servant'.
This is 'poison-coated candy'.
Then He Ao stretched out his hand, grabbed the ball of light, and threw it into his mouth like chewing jelly beans.
As the rich Qi of heaven and earth poured into his body, the twisted murmurs with illusions of the past also rushed into his body in an instant.
The two qi of heaven and earth were quickly absorbed by the body, and those twisted and contaminated murmurs followed He Ao's consciousness upwards and entered He Ao's sea of consciousness.
Then these gibberings were retracted into the corner under the pollution of the Eye of Truth and the pollution of the Blood-Moistening Jade Pendant.
He Ao stretched out his hand and pulled out the black broad sword.
He happens to be somewhat resistant to this 'pollution poison'.
He raised his head, looked in the direction where the old man's incomplete soul disappeared, and bowed slightly to express his thanks.
He indeed learned and gained a lot from this 'senior'.
Feeling the surging energy of heaven and earth flowing rapidly through his body, and then being purified, compressed, and transformed into new spiritual consciousness, He Ao put away the black spear, put the broad sword back on his back, and looked up at the boiling lava.
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A magnificent building complex built along the cliff is currently standing in blazing flames.
He Ao stood up and jumped up, stepping on the rocks in the flames and leaping forward, walking towards the buildings.
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Volcano Park
Strictly speaking, the battle between He Ao's body and the old man was not long, only about one or two minutes. This short battle time was almost the time it took for the clone to escape from the collapsed mountain top, reach the platform stone, and see the volcano erupt.
At this moment, blazing lava is erupting from a crater thousands of meters in diameter like a gushing spring, and the clumps of fiery red magma illuminate the entire night sky.
The volcanic ash that spread upwards like an Optimus pillar filled the sky with scattered lava sparks, blocking out the stars.
Brilliant thunder and lightning flashed at the junction of the spewing volcanic lava and volcanic ash, the release of electric charges formed when the volatile gases ejected from the volcano rubbed against the air.
The flowing lava sputtered out in a very short time, covering dozens of kilometers of sky, and then sprinkled on the edge of the volcano like a shower of fire, converging with the flaming streams sliding down the boiling crater.
The green trees were burning in the flowing flames, and the 'phantoms' that were still climbing were shattered at this moment, and the thousands-meter-high volcano shone with scorching brilliance like a firework burning in the night.
A huge rock erupted from the volcano flew towards the people standing on the raised stone platform.
Li Cheng, who was standing next to He Ao, raised his hand, and flashes of thunder erupted from the void, shattering the huge rock.
Along with the scattered rain of fire, Li Cheng turned his head and looked at 'Hao Yi' beside him, as if he was about to ask.
boom--
However, before he could speak, with a violent roar, the volcano crater in the distance once again ejected surging flames,
Immediately afterwards, a giant hand covered in raging fire suddenly stretched out from the rolling lava and grabbed the crater, and then one giant hand after another stretched out from the boiling lava.
A majestic 'giant' that was hundreds of meters long and looked like an ancient god or demon rushed out of the boiling flames and was bathed in the blazing flame lava.
His body is human-like but not entirely human-like. He has hands and legs, but they seem unstable and are constantly twisting and changing as time goes by.
Arms with bright red eyes continued to emerge from his torso, and then quickly retracted and 'integrated' into his torso, and the bright red eyes kept disappearing and reappearing.
At the same time, he had no facial features, his face was filled with a huge red vertical eye, and his bare head was burning with blazing flames.
At the first sight of this monster, a terrifying and blazing desire to kill instantly emerged in everyone's minds.
Feel the killing, enjoy the killing, pursue the killing.
At this moment, Li Cheng felt that his long-quiet mood had some fluctuations, but soon, he held the spear filled with thunder in his hand, and with the flash of lightning, his eyes returned to clarity.
At this time, the white-haired girl on the side was holding the staff tightly, still looking up at the monster in the sky, clenching her hands, as if she was in a trance, and red light spread around her.
Kill, twist, destroy, destroy...
Countless scattered words echoed in her mind.
At this moment, a hand blocked her sight, blocking her vision.
"Don't look directly at him."
The low whispers exploded in her ears like thunder.
The white-haired girl seemed to wake up from a dream for a moment. The pure white light covered the girl's body in an instant, dispersing the scattered red light. A little sweat seeped from her forehead. She raised her head and glanced at the gentle-looking young man beside her.
, swallowed and nodded slightly.
Slightly scratched and scattered white hair swayed in the hot air.
At this time, Li Cheng on the side also turned to look at 'Hao Yi', "That's it?"
He Ao retracted his hand, looked at the monster in the air, and said softly, "The evil spirit of the king-killing angel."
The monster's condition was similar to what he had guessed before. It was polluted, but the pollution was not strong.
Li Cheng, who has held angel-level weapons for a long time, can naturally withstand these contaminations. B-level Goya can also 'resist' these contaminations to a certain extent without directly looking at them.
After all, this is just an 'evil spirit' created by the being behind the ruins of the past. Unlike 009-1 in the previous underground palace incident, it itself has the support of an angel-level item.
but,
He Ao stared at the oppressive monster that was hundreds of meters high and bathed in flames in the sky, and its soul briefly descended.
To be continued...