"Since I have made a name for myself as Blood Shura in the Killing City, let me call you Shura Blood Sword."
"Um... let's fuse it with Grandpa Jian's Seven Killing Sword and explain it to his old man later, and it will also gain favor. So, it's called the Shura Blood Killing Sword?"
Ning Xiaotian stared at the sword, observed it carefully, and then nodded, expressing that he was very satisfied with the name.
It sounds impressive and powerful!
After looking at it for a moment, he let go of his hand, and the bloody sword suddenly turned into flowing red light and poured into his lower abdomen.
"Then, the subject and field of the next experiment."
Ning Xiaotian sat upright, stroking his chin and thinking, "What exactly is the field? And how to practice it?"
Although one can obtain the Killing God Realm by going through hell, he always believes that the Realm is not more like a soul skill than a soul skill, but is more like a realm. Only when he understands it and has his own understanding can he truly call it his own.
Therefore, he has been thinking about the realm since entering the Killing City.
"According to my current observation, from a superficial point of view, the field should be the normalization of self-influence." Ning Xiaotian couldn't help but recall what he had seen in the Killing City in the past two years, and took a detour when he saw him. of the fallen. There are also those sect disciples and even outsiders inside and outside the sect who have seen Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
Just from their expressions, it can be seen that there is a natural sense of awe in their eyes.
This is the influence brought by strength.
"For example, when I release my soul power, those who are weaker than me will feel this fluctuation, and they will unconsciously have the idea that 'this person is far stronger than me', which will lead to timidity and even fear. "
While thinking, Ning Xiaotian subconsciously ran the Reincarnation Art, and the soul power in his body surged crazily, and then it was released. His clothes suddenly flew around his body, and the surrounding air suddenly seemed a little dull, as if it was squeezed by something.
"And when I take the initiative to show my killing intent, by observing my eyes and facial expressions, they will naturally develop the idea that 'this person wants to kill me'. In addition, they know that their strength is far inferior to mine, and their inner fear is even worse. It will give rise to the idea of escape.”
"If you are timid before fighting, your strength will inevitably weaken." Ning Xiaotian's pupils gradually became hollow and lifeless, like a dead abyss, and his facial expression suddenly became extremely indifferent, as if he ignored everything, and everything he looked at was dead.
"Take a step further and release the murderous aura in the body. They could only feel the murderous aura from my eyes and facial expressions, but now..." After thinking, the murderous aura in the body was completely released. In the small bedroom, the murderous aura suddenly filled the air, even in the air. Everything became a little cold, and a faint red mist rose from the ground, scarlet and sticky.
"If my murderous intent envelopes a certain area around my body like this, anyone standing within this range will be able to personally feel the strong murderous intent."
"Furthermore, under the influence of murderous aura, they will feel cold on their bodies. If the murderous aura erodes into the body, even the movement of soul power will be blocked, and the desire to fight will be reduced again. For those with weaker minds, extreme fear will make their bodies stiff and their faces look pale. It turned white and kept moving its hands and feet, so it froze in place and became a lamb to be slaughtered."
"As long as I can maintain this state of murderous aura for a long time, within the scope of this murderous aura, for the weak, this is a restricted area that they dare not approach. From another perspective, isn't this the strong man relying on himself? An area where influence is formed?”
According to Hu Liena in the original work, only when a soul master breaks through the title ban, or is a very talented soul master, can he have a certain chance of understanding the talent field. Maybe this is the reason... Ning Xiaotian thought to himself.
Strength brings self-confidence. Only with enough self-confidence can a soul master have the aura to scorn everything and let this aura affect other people.
"My current state, even if it cannot be called a real field, can at least be called the prototype of the field? Or the most superficial field." Ning Xiaotian looked around, frowning slightly, "The murderous intention is so scattered , is like a plate of loose sand, or is it too superficial, what if we can control it and add changes to it?"
The atmosphere of terror also needs to be created.
Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he concentrated his concentration, a majestic fluctuation of mental power suddenly rippled around like a stone falling into a clear pond.
In just a moment, the murderous aura that permeated the surroundings boiled on the spot as if it had been stimulated by some kind of stimulus. From the initial mist, it turned into rippling waves, sometimes like rolling waves, sometimes like stone edges breaking through the ground.
Not long after, it fell down again, kept spinning and rising, and turned into a huge bloody lotus. Then the petals bloomed, twisted, and turned into enchanting bloody hands, twisting and swinging, eerie and terrifying.
"Just like this, it's not enough." Ning Xiaotian felt the changes around him through his mental power, frowning, "What if it is combined with soul power and murderous aura sword concentration? Use killing intent to guide with mental power."
While thinking, a pair of bloody hands transformed in vain, turning into a sword with a sharp tip. Then it exploded suddenly, mixed with the wisps of soul power in the air, and turned into countless tiny bloody sword lights.
Rushing towards the surroundings without distinction.
"Tearing and tearing..." The seats, doors and windows in the house were suddenly damaged, and there were scratches as thin as a fingernail.
"With my current mental strength, this is the limit of my evolution. Then, the next step is the last step." Ning Xiaotian gritted his teeth, and sweat broke out on his forehead. "The most important characteristic of the field is rejection." .”
"The real domain should be dominated by one's own will, possess the characteristics of rejection, and resist all factors that are detrimental to oneself in the domain, including soul power, mental power, and even various energies of heaven and earth."
Thinking of it, Ning Xiaotian's eyes suddenly opened, silver light flashed, and his forehead reflected the white light.
"Open!" With a soft shout, the Pulse-Breaking Eyes and other sights, spots of various colors in the air, suddenly seemed to be swept away by some kind of big curtain, with Ning Xiaotian as the center, quickly retreating towards the surroundings.
Blood red. Looking again, within ten meters of the room, there was only a patch of blood red, pure blood red.
Outside the range, there are dots of strange-colored light, like a Milky Way ribbon.
"Ahem."
His mind was buzzing and his chest was a little depressed. Ning Xiaotian subconsciously touched his chest and coughed softly.
The murderous aura that overflowed in the room suddenly dispersed into mist, returning like a tidal wave towards the lower abdomen.
After a long silence, Ning Xiaotian straightened up, shook his head, and murmured: "The direction should be right, but this method of rejection is too rough. The erosion of murderous intent should be subtle and should not be used directly as an offensive skill. "
"You have to take your time. There are some effects. It's scary to be able to do it without anyone noticing!"
"First slowly practice, explore, and improve in the current direction." Thinking of this, Ning Xiaotian slowly closed his eyes and recovered his soul and mental power while comprehending the experimental process just now.
I don’t know how long it took, but a soft call suddenly came from outside the door, "Xiaotian, I'm back."
(End of chapter)
