Infinite World Projection

Standing on a high platform, the merchant finally looked quietly.

In his sight, on Chen Changming's body, an extremely thick line of fate is spreading, spreading towards a certain existence in Mingming.

This is the order of the spirit king inherited by Chen Changming, and it is extremely clear in the eyes of the merchant. His connection is extremely close, almost reaching an inseparable point.

In the void, with the deepening of Chen Changming's connection with the life of the Spirit King, there seems to be some kind of force that is feeding back, so it is fed back to Chen Changming's body, blessing on his body.

Indistinctly, it seems that the spirit king is incarnate.

In Sifang, although the lines of life on the remaining spiritual king inheritors are still there, when facing Chen Changming at this moment, they are all suppressed without exception, and they cannot compete with them at all.

This is the same line of life, and the result of encountering a higher level of existence.

The existence of the same fate, after the encounter, the one with the higher fate will inevitably suppress the remaining existence.

This is an inevitable result.

"interesting....."

Looking at the steps underneath, his face was calm, and he seemed to have a spirit of Chen Changming. Shang finally couldn't help smiling, and a strong interest rose in his heart.

A few days ago, Chen Changming's fate was not like this.

At that time, he and Chen Changming met for the first time. Although the life of the spirit king on Chen Changming was clear, it was only good, far from this level.

But within just a few days, he had achieved this level with such obvious changes.

What is the reason?

Shang was very curious about this.

In addition, he is also very interested in the subsequent evolution of the situation.

"According to the results of the original deduction, the successor of the spirit king's life will not appear until a few years later ..."

He looked at Chen Changming below, with a faint smile on his face: "But according to the current trend, this kid is likely to replace the original successor of the spirit king and become the living spirit king."

"A few nodes that were originally destined to change suddenly."

"Is it really an unexpected variable?"

With expectations in his heart, he looked at Chen Changming below and wanted to see Chen Changming's next performance.

And beside him, Zhao Zheng grabbed his hand nervously and prayed for Chen Changming in his heart.

Under the gaze of several eyes in the dark, Chen Changming slowly walked forward.

A roar came slowly.

Feeling the arrival of Chen Changming in front of him, a flicker of fear flashed in the eyes of the deformed man in front of him, where he kept roaring and tried to deter Chen Changming so that he would no longer move forward.

However, listening to the screams from the men in front of him, Chen Changming's face was cold and speechless, and his footsteps and movements were unprecedentedly coordinated, and there was no slight change.

So he slowly approached and walked forward.

Roar! !

In front of him, the deformed man screamed, and then his face was ruthless. Under the drive of the spirit king in the body, the evil thoughts in his body finally broke out, and he threw himself at Chen Changming.

boom! !

A faint whisper sounded at this moment, accompanied by the sound of a long knife flashing, suddenly pulled out.

Standing on the spot, looking at the oncoming man, Chen Changming's face was cold, and the black sword in his hand suddenly pulled out.

At this moment, his breath changed suddenly.

A palpitating killing intention was flashing. He seemed to be a demon. At this moment, his breath changed greatly. At a glance, he felt extremely palpitated.

A breath of terror is erupting, and the crazy killing intention of making the scalp numb is tilted, which is instilled in the long knife, and rushed forward.

Spirit King, Slaughter of the Spirit!

Crazy killing ideas are brewing.

At this moment, the evil thoughts accumulated in the past few days erupted at the same time, and suddenly exploded at this moment.

The pure evil thought was used as the most terrifying weapon by the Chen Changming movement. The spirit-level offensive method was used to instill the long sword, and it was slammed.

This sword is a sword created by Chen Changming. It uses the spirit of the sword and the envoy of the Famen in the Record of the Spirit King, the sword of the emperor with the Mingyuan sword, and the lore of the evil.

Read the soul and cut the flesh!

The sword was out, and at this moment, Chen Changming seemed to be a demon, instilling all the power of the spirit king, and he cut out the ultimate sword.

boom! !

A faint, clear noise erupted at this moment.

The deformed man's face in front of him was gradually dull, and the light in his eyes began to dim. Some of the original spiritual fluctuations slowly disappeared at the moment, as if I had taken away the spirit and spirit in an instant.

Then, there was another slight explosion.

In the same place, his body exploded directly, and flesh and blood were scattered all over the place, so spread it on the ground.

The black blood spread out and spattered, covering a few meters of land directly.

Chen Changming's complexion returned to calm.

He put away his long knife, glanced at the man's body, then turned around silently, and returned to his prison.

After he left, it was a long time before there were intermittent sounds around him.

Looking at Chen Changming's back, at this moment, no matter how many powerful spirit king inheritors, at this moment, there was a burst of palpitations in my heart, and I felt a great fear.

Seeing a king who was enough to decide their life and death.

A strong instinct is emerging, causing them to instinctively raise fears and feel a restlessness.

This is the restraint of the fate, which now appears in the hearts of these spiritual king inheritors.

Chen Changming's actions were put in the eyes of the rest of the people, but there was another expression.

"it is good."

On the high platform, in another place, sitting with Xia Qi, looking at Chen Changming's sword, the elder Jinpao's eyes lit up and couldn't help applauding him.

"Driven by the spirit king's evil thoughts and displayed by the means of the spirit king's record, it is not only beheaded and killed, but also inclines the evil thoughts in his body."

He couldn't help but applaud: "Really genius!"

Aside, Xia Qi's face couldn't help but dignified, he said at this moment: "From the point of view of Fang Cai's knife, he has already recorded the Spirit King, at least the first three layers ..."

"This....."

His face was solemn, and he couldn't help being hesitant to speak of it.

It was only half a month since he handed the Spirit King Record to Chen Changming.

In just half a month, Chen Changming even practiced Ling Wang Lu to the point where he is now.

If this speed is spoken, it is really terrifying.

"There are so many geniuses in this world, and it wouldn't be too bad to do this."

Relative to Xia Qi ’s dignity, the elders in the golden robe seemed quite calm. They did n’t care about it: “If he is a mortal, how could he control his evil thoughts, and even wield his sword.”

Speaking of which, he couldn't help smiling: "Send someone to give him the rest of the Spirit King Record."

As the voice fell, Xia Qi couldn't help looking sideways: "Really?"

"I said it before."

Sitting side by side, the elder Jinpao spoke lightly: "If he can really record the Spirit King in a short time, I will record it for him."

"Since he has done this at this moment, I will naturally not be stingy, old man."

"in this way......"

Hearing the elder Jinpao's words, Xia nodded, but his face looked hesitant: "It's just Elder Sacred Heart ..."

Lingzong martial arts have their own genus. Among them, Lingwanglu's martial arts is one of the most important inheritances of Lingzong, not belonging to the elder Jinpao in front of him, but inherited by another elder with Sacred Heart.

In theory, even if the elder Jinpao is also one of the three elders of Lingzong, the elder of the Sacred Heart is not qualified to hand over the inheritance martial arts of other elders to others.

This is the root of inheritance and cannot be ignored.

"give him."

Facing Xia Qi's hesitation, the elder Jinpao's expression was very calm, so he spoke lightly: "If the Sacred Heart asks, let him come to find the old man himself."

"This...."

Looking at the elders in the golden robe, Xia Qi smiled bitterly on his face, and finally nodded.

While talking, his eyes also looked down at the same time, looking at Chen Changming in the distance.

At the next moment, Chen Changming had returned to his prison alone, where he closed his eyes and rested, quietly resting.

Looking at him like this, it seems that he has not been affected by the power of the Spirit King who was just absorbed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ His face is still very calm at the moment.

Looking at Chen Changming's appearance and recalling his previous performance, Xia Qi nodded secretly and slowly looked forward to it.

Not far away, Shang was also watching.

"ended."

Looking at Chen Changming, Shang finally smiled, and looked at Zhao Zheng in front of him: "Zheng'er, let's go."

"Don't do anything?"

Looking at the end of the business, Zhao Zheng looked puzzled: "Grandpa, did you not say that we came here to help Brother Chang Ming?"

"That was before ..."

Shang Jing ’s face was calm and he smiled at Xiao Zhaozheng: “Just look at your brother Changming, I do n’t need the old man anymore. I help.”

"He alone is enough to deal with everything, and I don't need me to intervene."

"If I intervene too much, it might have affected his performance."

"Go."

With Zhao Zheng, he slowly left and left this place.

Inside the prison.

Looking at the quiet meditating in the side room, Chen Changming, who looked very calm, could not help but say: "Hey, are you okay."

"Fortunately."

Listening to the gentle voice, Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes: "I can't die yet."

The familiar voice fell, and Wen Liuhe was relieved: "It's much normal now."

"You don't know how horrible you were before."

"no way."

Sitting on the head of the bed, looking at the gentleness on the side, Chen Changming smiled: "Too many accumulated evil thoughts, if not expressed in this way, it will only affect the mind."

"It's all right to vent it now."

He spoke so softly, his voice seemed calm.

Wen Liuhe couldn't help but look at Chen Changming carefully.