Ke Xiaoliang let this heavenly thing go for the time being.
But for the aborigines in the world of high martial arts, and for those monks running around this world with joy, everything is still going on.
yes! good!
The evil god transformed from Xuanwu's legacy is terrifying.
However, Ke Xiaoliang gave too much.
Not to mention the hidden benefits of rapid promotion from all levels of extraordinary martial arts.
Just the reward of plot points alone made many monks who accepted the mission go crazy.
Take a mission, fail the mission...and lose more.
Who would have thought that what looks like a lot of money is actually a lot of money?
Of course, it's not that no one has successfully completed the mission, it's just that... in this boiling tide of rivers and lakes, after all, they are only a small number.
The reason is that it seems that everyone around me is succeeding, but only 'me' is failing.
In addition to survivor bias, it is also because most people have a good face.
Subconsciously, they will only publicize their own success, and even turn other people's success into their own success.
And those who fail are often silent.
As for smart people and bad guys, what role can they play in this trend?
The wind has started to blow. Can we change the wind direction if we see clearly?
The sea is boiling.
Dozens of Broken-level warriors were standing on the cliff, waving their extremely powerful and scorching Qi at the sea.
And just deep under the sea, a drop of dark, rich blood, as thick as grease, was condensing and taking shape.
Vaguely, you can even see the vague shadow of the evil god in that drop of blood.
A man with an extremely muscular body, arms spread out, and the muscles on his back seemed to be able to form a grimace, stood on the top of the giant mountain transformed by Xiao Nu, looking down at the boiling sea at his feet.
The man wearing only a pair of light white trousers looked up at the sky.
In the sky, the shadow of the evil god has been lost.
This does not mean that the evil god has left.
On the contrary, it is because the evil god has torn the seal and the barrier of heaven, entered this world... and is eating this world.
That kind of gnawing sound will always ring in the ears of powerful warriors, making many people shake their minds.
Many of the aboriginal warriors were driven crazy and collapsed because of this sound.
"This drop of blood was handed over to you after discussion by the Elders. Because in reality, you also major in martial arts, and you are just one step away from the realm of the Martial God. Now you have digested the blood of the evil god in this world. , once you learn the secrets, you can achieve breakthroughs in reality.”
"Of course... you are not the only candidate. The reason why the Elders chose you is because your qualifications are the most qualified and you have the highest probability of staying in Baotong World instead of leaving. I hope you will not let down the elders' expectations for you. Expectations." A voice sounded from behind the muscular man.
The man turned back with a determined expression.
"I will create a new era and solve the current dilemma for Baotong World."
"And integrating into the blood of the evil god...is the first step."
After saying that, he jumped from the high mountain top into the boiling sea.
The drop of evil god's blood on the seabed was embedded in the man's chest in full view of everyone.
The next moment, the entire sea area was churning.
The waves were so high that they seemed to cover the surrounding mountains.
The thick crashing sound of the waves desperately hit all the surrounding obstacles.
At this moment, the peaks and mountains are like iron barrels gathered together, and the waves are angry and want to destroy everything.
Only the huge mountain transformed by Xiao Nu remained motionless and unshakable.
At this time, above the dark sky, the evil god's face appeared again, which was enough to drive people crazy.
On the twisted and weird beast's face, there is an expression that seems to be half-smiling... but is actually desperate and filled with the will to die.
At the bottom of the deep sea, the boiling water gradually calmed down its anger.
A man with dark purple skin, eight arms on his back, four eyes on his forehead, and long hair coiled like a poisonous snake slowly emerged from the sea.
Exclaims and excited cheers rang out from the surrounding mountains.
"He succeeded!"
"He absorbed that drop of the evil god's blood. He broke the barrier between heaven and man and possessed a divine body."
"I hope he can create a new method of casting the divine body. Although it cannot rely on this to break through the barrier between heaven and man, the new method of casting the divine body can overlap with the old method of casting the divine body, creating more possibilities. The transformation of mortals Pushing the body towards the infinite limit and pushing forward. It will also be of great help to our strength."
"Perhaps through him, we can truly create a human divine body." Some monks thought boldly.
But he was immediately ridiculed: "The human divine body is just a beautiful illusion. It is impossible to try to refine the divine body that is completely human by superimposing different methods of casting the divine body to the extreme. This is simply impossible. It is impossible to truly lead the way to break the limitations of heaven and man. , not only the information recorded in the divine blood, but also the power of blood and gene fragments carried in it. Our human race lacks the longevity gene and the mythical blood. No matter how we temper our mortal bodies, quantity cannot lead to quality. You can only push the limits a little bit.”
"That's right! As far as I know, in the world of Chenxuan there is a strong man who is revered as the emperor of the human race. He is proficient in tens of thousands of different methods of casting divine bodies. He has not introduced a drop of divine blood to change his own bloodline structure. But he could easily slay dragons and phoenixes. Those mythical creatures were slaughtered at will like pigs and dogs in his hands. However, even so, he only lived for 70,000 years before he died...died under the chaos of the universe. .”
During the conversation between these Baotong monks, the man who absorbed the blood of the evil god and transformed into a martial god looked up at the sky and looked at the evil god.
The next moment, the man who transformed into a god of war clenched his hands into fists, laughed arrogantly, bulged his muscles, vibrating huge energy, and then squeezed and transformed this majestic energy into another through his tyrannical body. One dimension of energy.
Then he rushed straight towards the evil god.
In reality, Ke Xiaoliang extracted a trace of the Martial God's true energy...or the Martial God's divine power.
Then seeing that this bit of power didn't belong to him, the 'divine power' that he couldn't digest and absorb burst out from his palms.
Then he quickly threw this divine power back to the world of high martial arts.
The sky in Gaowu World shook and trembled violently again.
The God of War was born, and there seemed to be hope.
"Is this the secret of having a mythical body?"
"More powerful energy requires a stronger body to transform. At the same time, the characteristics given by blood can change the characteristics of the power obtained from the transformation. Let it rise above reality from the level of illusion."
"If the infuriating energy, magic power, etc. controlled by mortals destroy or shape reality, then this kind of 'divine power' that transcends dimensions modifies reality. The same conclusion is formed using different levels of power. It's completely different. Just like injuries caused by mortals, they can be recovered by relying on healing and cultivation in the popular sense. But injuries caused by mythical beings with divine power cannot be restored through simple healing."
"That is not simply hurting a person physically or spiritually, but causing modifications to a certain structure at a more fundamental and mysterious level."
