Chapter 381 It’s not easy for anyone to come.

Style: Fantasy Author: Teacher Tang CaoWords: 3416Update Time: 24/01/12 00:38:23
Qi and blood are reversed, and the meridians are reversed.

Looking down at the microscopic world, it can be seen that the "inner domain" composed of six trillion trillion particles is disintegrating, distorting and reorganizing.

Poof!

Yan Xing's eyes trembled, and two flesh sticks protruded from his eye sockets. A bloody void opened at the front, and his fangs were exposed and he looked up to the sky and screamed. The skin is chapped in various parts of the body, or there are terrifying human faces, or deformed joints and limbs, dense holes, scarlet tentacles...

In an instant, he was completely unrecognizable. He looked no longer like a human or a ghost. He became the most evil, ugliest, and most deformed monster.

"You want to kill me just by using this weird trick!?"

Yan Xing yelled coldly, and before he finished speaking, even his tongue broke into hundreds of entangled little snakes, smooth and scarlet, spitting out snake letters, and the vertical tongue flickered coldly.

"Haha, it doesn't matter whether I kill you or not. I can at least severely injure you to limit your power."

No. 28 looked happy, as if seeing Yan Xing being tortured was her greatest enjoyment.

"snort!"

Yan Xing frowned, and his thoughts swept over the collapsed body over and over again. These changes were not fatal to him, but those aberrations seemed to have their own thoughts, and every part of them could divide part of his strength.

I have to admit that this move is indeed very subtle. It neither affects his life nor restricts his actions. The strength is only divided by 20 to 30%. The evolutionary mechanism is shut down and there is no response.

The problem is not those pure blood origin beads.

Through careful observation, Yan Xing could confirm this. During the succession ceremony, he had devoured all the pure blood origin beads.

The Origin Bead, which was originally used to purify blood, failed because he was a perfect pure blood. All of it was transformed into pure energy by [Swallowing Heaven and Devouring Earth]. If there was any backhand in it, it should have been wiped out.

"Memory, inheritance of skills?"

Yan Xing's heart moved, and he immediately sunk his thoughts into the depths of his mind. Sure enough, he found the source of the change in his memory. It was originally a crystal clear memory, but now it was covered with black and red lines, as if it was a fleshy membrane with life. Like a net, it flickers with an evil light.

In the succession ceremony, he integrated the cultivation experience of the Night Lords of the past generations, including many powerful techniques. These were integrated into his own way by his instinct, and were eventually engraved on the particles of flesh and blood to form a powerful "domain". This is also Why is his body deformed?

His [Tao] is polluted.

"Awesome, you can still play like this? What a clever trick!"

After finding the source of the problem, Yan Xing was no longer anxious. He was very curious about how the first generation of Night Lord did it. It was a normal skill, but it would change like this under certain conditions.

Hidden in words, rooted in the depths of memory, lurking silently, and will suddenly attack at any moment.

With his level of attainments, or the wisdom of many Night Lords, for so long, no one has discovered that there is a problem with those skills, can practice normally, and can actually improve their cultivation level.

"It's somewhat similar to the power of information, not so overbearing, but its composition is very similar. Could it be that the first-generation Night Lord was the twelfth level!?"

Yan Xing's guess is not far from the truth. No. 7's deity is indeed the twelfth level. Although her separated thoughts did not inherit any power, they possess heaven-defying knowledge and imitate the structure of the power of information. , it is not easy to compile some inherited skills with hidden dangers in words.

"kill--"

Seeing that Yan Xing was restrained, No. 13's eyes flashed with a cold look, he stepped closer, and struck down hard with a palm carrying terrifying power.

Yan Xing wanted to evade, but he found that his body was out of control, and 30% of his strength was against him. One reduction and one elimination meant that he could only use 40% of his strength.

"GE force field!

"

His innate ability will not be contaminated. At the critical moment, he raises a force field shield, covering his chest like a solid crystal, and the endless diamond-shaped sections shine with blurred brilliance.

boom--

Yan Xing was repulsed, and the force field removed most of the destructive power. His body was scraped by the powerful force, and large areas of flesh and blood melted away, revealing the glaze.

Glass-like skeletons.

Life returns to operation, broken particles are restored, and annihilated particles are quickly healed and repaired with the support of the perpetual motion body.

Poof!

Looking down, he saw that the body he had just repaired had cracked open again, and many deformed organs had grown out.

This shows that he cannot get rid of the distortion by means of self-destruction, unless he cuts off the source of his memory, then peels off the traces of the skills on the particles, and restructures the "inner domain".

"Your vitality is really tenacious, and you are worthy of the true form of Yama."

Seeing that Yama Xing was safe and sound, No. 28's eyes darkened slightly. Yama's consciousness was only immortal, but this guy was even weirder. Even his physical body's ability to recover was so abnormal.

Yan Xing seemed not to have heard anything. He focused on his memory. He condensed the invisible blade with his mind and consciousness, and without hesitation, he slashed at those black and red lines.

clang! Katsa——

"Um?"

Yan Xing frowned and felt unprecedented pain. This was nothing. The key was that with the slash of the knife, those intact memories were also damaged. When they were healed, those twisted and squirming lines were also restored, as if Tarsal maggots are just as difficult to deal with.

Although these things are bad "memories", they are still his memories in essence. They have the same origin and are entangled in the entire memory body. They cannot be separated or annihilated.

Unless the entire memory is completely wiped out, but doing so will undoubtedly kill a thousand enemies and damage oneself a hundred million. He will become a blank sheet of paper that knows nothing. Is he still the same as him?

Yan Xing shook his head and decisively gave up on this path. He pondered for a moment and suddenly had an idea.

"Yes!"

The body transformed by consciousness stepped in front of the memory, sat cross-legged, made hand seals, and calmed down. The next moment, a huge nine-color vortex appeared behind him, majestic and brilliant, with boundless breath.

"Haha, you know you're scared?"

Those black and red lines, as if sensing natural enemies, twisted and danced wildly, drilling into the depths of memory, wanting to hide and escape.

But this is Yan Xing's world of consciousness, where can he escape to?

With a thought, Yan Xing seemed to have an invisible big hand grabbing the entire memory body and roughly stuffing it into the nine-color vortex.

Buzz!

The vortex sensed the intrusion of foreign objects and immediately spun rapidly. The memory was like a river of crystal light, being pulled into a ribbon and falling into the center of the vortex.

At the intersection of the nine colors, a sudden burst of black light appeared, and a deep darkness appeared, darker than the darkest black. It seemed to be very interested in the black and red lines in the memory, and an invisible force emerged and swallowed it all up.

Zhizhi——

The shrill, shrill wail rose for an instant, and then immediately fell into silence.

"Huh!?"

Yan Xing's expression moved, and he sensed the fleeting fluctuations. This was the first time he had captured the power beyond his cognition in so long of exploring the nine-color flowers and the nine-color vortex. Although it was only for a moment, he forcefully Remember that breath.

Is this a blessing in disguise?

Yan Xing was overjoyed. His guess was correct. The nine-color vortex indeed hid a huge secret. He had not gone wrong and the hard work he had put in had not been in vain.

After a while, the memory reappeared, becoming crystal clear and clean, and the entangled lines on it completely disappeared.

Moreover, Yan Xing found that his memory was not missing. The inheritance of those skills and the practice experience of the Night Lords of the past generations still existed. What had been erased was only the strange power hidden in them.

In the outside world, time passed in a blink of an eye, and No. 28, who was in a stalemate with Yan Xing, suddenly changed his expression.

"What!?"

Through the thoughts from No. 7, she learned that Yan Xing had gotten rid of the secret hand he left behind and could no longer control the other party's body.

How did he do it so quickly?

boom!

No. 28's expression was uncertain. Looking at it intently, Yan Xing had been enveloped by the sudden rise of scarlet flames. His body was being incinerated. The screams and whines of his distorted organs came from the flames, until only the remains were burned.

The next skeleton stepped out of the fire.

"Yo! Yo! Sorry, I disappoint you again. I seem to be fine again, hahaha!"

Yan Xing laughed loudly, and with every word he spat out, blood and flesh, meridians, internal organs, and skin were rapidly growing on the skeleton. In an instant, a perfect fruit body was standing in the void.

Raising his hand and waving, the black robe covered his body. Yan Xing looked leisurely. Except for his missing left eye, everything returned to normal.

There was a long silence.

No. 28 and No. 13 looked at each other, both with complicated and helpless expressions. They came here in a fit of excitement. They wanted to kill Yama’s deity neatly and cut off Yama’s vitality. They didn’t expect that the process would be so difficult, and they couldn’t do anything to the opponent with all their means.

"Lord Night Lord!

"

Seeing that Yan Xing was okay, Wei Yuan and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, with joy on their faces. They were captured inexplicably, and they didn't even have the strength to resist. Knowing that this was a level they could not understand, they could only place their hopes on the Night Lord as their backbone.

"Yan Xing, you are indeed very powerful. Among the many civilizations and countless creatures, you can be said to be the first one to make us all feel troublesome."

"Are you interested in talking?"

After a moment of silence, No. 28 spoke softly, with a subtle change in tone compared to before.

"oh?"

Yan Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party in surprise.

"What? You, the high-minded people, want to negotiate terms with this little insect like me?!"

Yan Xing's eyes were sarcastic, saying that there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests, but this obviously does not work between them. This has transcended race and civilization, and is an absolute mortal enemy that cannot be reconciled.

"Yes, this is indeed the first time. As a bug, I can give you a chance to change your destiny."

"Hand over the core of your consciousness, accept Lord No. 3 as your master, and become a self-aware servant, which will allow you to survive the civilized purge alive!"

No. 28 looked solemn and said these words with utmost seriousness, as if it was a great gift to make Yan Xing a slave.

"Like the Nine Saints and others?"

Yan Xing was delighted. He found that from beginning to end, the other party's overriding pride had never changed.

Where does the confidence come from?

Is it an illusion caused by nearly 20,000 times of civilized cleansing?

"No, those are puppets whose egos have been wiped out. You can enjoy a higher level of treatment."

"Pfft! Hahaha——"

Yan Xing looked up to the sky and laughed so hard that he bent over. He couldn't stop for a long time. The sound waves vibrated and the void shattered and collapsed.

"Sorry, sorry, this joke is so funny that even I, a professionally trained person, couldn't hold it back."

Yan Xing wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand and slowly stood up. His expression had become indifferent and his eyes were fierce and deep.

"Listen carefully."

"With me here, you are destined to fail in this civilizational cleansing and world-destroying battle!"

"I said it! It won't be easy for anyone to come!"

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