"I originally thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that my servant was greedy and sold me to a demonic man. In order to practice evil, this demonic man raised poisonous insects with a hundred people and cultivated us like poison. So I Fight against poisonous insects, fight against people..."
The remnant soul of the true king slowly came, and the soul power constructed runes one after another. These runes exuded the charm of the Tao, and they were constantly superimposed and combined, as if his life was being combined.
Liu Chen was immersed in it, and through Dao Yun's breath and his words, a picture scroll unfolded in front of him.
He told about his struggle with the people in the devil's path, his struggle to snatch the skills and practice, and his struggle for opportunities...
"What do I have when I get up from the mass grave? I have nothing but this life. I can only fight with my life."
"Fight against dogs, fight against beggars, fight against poisonous insects, fight against everything..."
"This time I fought hard again and again, maybe because fate took care of me, I survived and became stronger and stronger, until I became a True Lord of Fangfang. Other True Lords all have famous names, but I... am called Fight hard, Lord!"
"It was also during this desperate struggle that I realized that my biggest trump card was my own life. Only by fighting for the lives of others could I survive. Therefore, I discovered a magical power, the magical power of exchanging lives for lives."
As he spoke, more and more runes emerged from his soul power, which were extremely bright, and his magical powers gradually formed.
Liu Chen was immersed in it, and while he was comprehending this magical power, his heart was also silent for the True Lord Desperate. Only people who have gone through such hardships can create such magical powers.
The other party led him to experience this state of mind, and only by observing in this state of mind could he realize this magical power.
He really didn't want this magical power to be lost, so he taught it extremely seriously. He demonstrated it to Liu Chen as if he was peeling off a cocoon, for fear that he would not be able to learn it because he was not savvy enough.
Liu Chen was immersed in it, feeling the changes in his magical power. This was in his Divine Sea, where he had a unique advantage, and under the other party's meticulous teaching, Liu Chen imprinted everything deep in his soul.
"It's a pity. Although my magical power is powerful, my life is also limited. When I first developed my magical power, I used it to kill a true king. Then, I killed some people one after another. My life span is not long. Otherwise, I can fight to death a few of the Saints."
When he said this, he was extremely confident. This was his pride in his magical powers.
Liu Chen did not answer his words, and his magical power was completely evolved. After all, it was just a remnant soul. After this magical power evolved, his soul body was on the verge of complete annihilation.
"Boy, have you learned it? I came to this world once, this is my greatest pride. I don't want him to be lost, if possible. If you have a chance in the future, you can help me find a successor." Zhenjun Desperate requested.
Liu Chen realized the magical power, and a breath flowed through him. Feeling Liu Chen's magical power flowing through the air, he desperately said: "At your level, with about five years of life, you can compete with someone else's one year of life!"
Liu Chen said: "I let you down, senior."
The True Lord of Desperation shook his head and said: "Even if I try my best to inherit in your divine sea, you still don't have my state of mind. It is difficult to achieve my one-for-one. But after all, you have just learned and there is still room for growth. One-for-one One is difficult, but two for one is possible.”
"Senior, don't worry, before I die, I will definitely pass on this magical power." Liu Chen said to the True Monarch of Desperation.
"Why do you have to pass it on before you die?"
"I'm afraid that my apprentice will kill me with this move. After all, my apprentice is most likely younger than me. I might not be able to do it if he fights me hard."
"..." Lord Desperate suddenly felt that his magical power might be lost. This kid is so delusional that even his own apprentice can't believe him.
If you can't believe it, why would you accept him as your apprentice? Do you have a bag on your head? !
"Senior, do you have any other magical powers or secret techniques? You can pass them on to me. I am not afraid of passing on these magical powers to others. When the time comes, I will open a martial arts gym and teach anyone who comes, and I will never let you Let the secret technique flourish!" Liu Chen said.
"..." When True Lord Desperate heard these words, his few remaining souls were almost completely wiped out.
Can this bastard be a human being? ! He was actually not satisfied with having this magical power, and wanted more from him.
"Look at me, am I still capable of imparting other magical powers and secret techniques to you?" said the Ultimate Master.
"I think senior can do it!" Liu Chen said.
The King of Death said: "The King of Hell's Dianmao is my most powerful magical power, and it has exhausted all the power of my remaining soul."
"really?"
"Of course it's true!" said the Ultimate Master.
"Zhenjun, then you have to pray for me to die in peace. If I die in an accident, I guess your magical powers will still be passed down." Liu Chen sighed.
When you ask for supernatural powers or secret techniques, you can address me as "Senior", and if you don't have any, just call me "Zhenjun".
This guy is so realistic!
Such a boy might really lose his magical power. If so, what's the point of what he did?
True Lord Desperate couldn't help but said sadly: "This is my last thought. For the sake of me passing on your magical power, please pass it on, okay?"
Having said this, Zhenjun Jiexiu used his last ray of soul power and bowed deeply.
He wanted to say something else, but he really didn't have the energy. The inherited magical power completely wiped him out.
The sword prison is empty!
A True Lord lived a life of hard work and hard work, but finally disappeared into thin air.
Liu Chen sighed, and then the countless sword intentions that turned into Sword Prison began to move.
But this endless sword intention did not return to Jianwan, but quickly strangled him in the sword prison.
In the sword prison just now, there was a crazy strangulation.
"ah!"
This kind of strangulation didn't take two rounds before Liu Chen felt the screams in the divine sea.
In the Sword Prison, a remnant soul emerged, and it was the remnant soul of the True Lord of Desperation!
At this time, he appeared again, looking at Liu Chen with horror and unwillingness: "How do you know that I have not been annihilated?"
The ultimate king is desperate.
He made an obsession to pass on his magical powers, and used his magical powers to tell his tragic path. Any normal person's emotions would be affected by what he did, and he would also feel sympathy for him.
Then put away the sword prison, so that he would have a chance to escape.
After escaping, everything will be discussed in the long term. He's just a seventh-level Qi practitioner, so there are plenty of ways to deal with him.
But... this kid is really hard-hearted and is not affected at all. Directly strangle every inch with endless sword intent, he has no way to hide.
"Ah! You haven't been annihilated yet." Liu Chen replied to the other party, "I just like to drive the sword and twist it for fun. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Zhenjun... uh... Senior, do you still have the inheritance of magical powers and secret techniques? ?”
Liu Chen stopped strangulating with his sword and asked the other party respectfully.
joke! Can you believe that someone who can even keep a hand under the nose of the Saint Clan has really been annihilated?
And you are the kind of person who has worked hard to survive all the way, but you don’t know how much you have to worry about. Who can believe that you really died?
Nothing else can be trusted, but his endless sword power is worthy of belief! …
