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The difference is that this time it is no longer a corridor, but it is as if it has come to the bottom, an empty hall.

When Luo Cheng jumped down, the door closed suddenly, which made him feel bad, but he was still calm and did not mess up.

After his feet landed, he began to carefully look at the hall, first to make sure that there were no hairy mice, and after not finding it, he did not dare to relax.

The hall feels very spacious, because it is very large and very tall, dozens of meters from the top, and there are many tall stone statues in it, Luo Cheng is in it, and there is an illusion of insignificance.

The place where he landed was in the middle of the hall, he looked back and forth, he couldn't tell the main and secondary, the two sides seemed to be about the same, and most importantly, there was no treasure to speak of here.

Some are just stone statues.

"Also, the Netherworld has existed for thousands of meters, and the original world has been destroyed for an unknown amount of time, how can there be treasures waiting for me for thousands of years?"

"Is there really nothing here, though?"

Luo Cheng reluctantly began to inspect every place, hoping to see anything other than the statue.

Finally, it was discovered that in the hall to his left, there was a very conspicuous stone statue of a warrior in armor with a sword pressed in both hands.

The appearance of this sword is also a stone carving, which is integrated with the stone statue.

Luo Cheng felt that something was wrong, and after slowly approaching, the stone sword actually took the initiative to change.

The stone shell began to peel off layer by layer, gradually revealing the true body inside.

It's a brilliant sword!

The general spirit sword shape is elegant, so no matter what kind of design, it is inseparable from this, but this sword gives people a very thick feeling, the sword body is longer than the general spirit sword, and half a foot wide, in the sword body where you can't see what material you can't see, there are golden stripes, vertical and horizontal all over the sword body.

The golden streaks emit a brilliant purple light, as if the sword was breathing.

Suddenly, a ball of energy surged from the sword's body and shot towards Luo Cheng who was walking towards him.

Luo Cheng's soul was shocked, and he had an illusion that there was nowhere to escape, and he let this mass of energy enter his body, and his face couldn't help but change greatly. Soon, though, his expression became strange again, the energy didn't hurt him, and it felt familiar.

Spirit?!

Endless spirits poured into the body!

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! ”

In the process, an ethereal voice sounded, and Luo Cheng was surprised that he couldn't understand the language of these words at all, but he just understood what it meant.

Then, infinite thoughts poured into his mind, forming real pictures, similar to those recorded in the mural.

In the frame, his perspective is from a warrior in gold armor, similar to the stone statue.

The warrior is fighting at a high altitude, and his opponents are some very strange people with blue skin on their bodies!

Luo Cheng thought it was a different race at first, but it turned out that it was because of these people's exercises, and when he made a move, his skin would turn blue.

Warriors are one enemy with hundreds, and every time the sword falls, a large number of enemies fall, and even when the sword qi spreads to the mountains in the distance, the mountains directly collapse.

Although Luo Cheng knew that this was not him, from such a perspective, he still felt surging excitement, as if this golden warrior was himself, a sword that shocked the world!

"Oops!"

Suddenly, Luo Cheng's face changed again, and he hurriedly wanted to withdraw from the picture in his mind.

Because the essence poured into the body has reached its peak, it has reached a dangerous level.

There is an upper limit to the number of spirits carried by each person, and once too much is accumulated, the spirits will affect the soul of the person who carries it, and finally directly brain death.

Now, the spirit infused has reached the upper limit of Luo Cheng.

It is worth mentioning that there will be no such restriction on the beast soul power, and the beast soul power can be turned back to the essence at any time, so a process of collecting the essence and then accumulating the beast soul power is formed.

Having said that, Luo Cheng's situation is not optimistic, the spirit poured into his body is endless, and there is no tendency to stop at all, it is to break him!

Ordinary people who don't have a stone tablet to transform these spirits will definitely die because of it.

"It's fine."

But Luo Cheng is different, he has already mastered the method of beast soul power, so he immediately turned the essence poured into his body into beast soul power, which stopped the end of being blown up.

"It is recorded in the mural that only by becoming a warrior will you be given the ability to transform your spirit independently! It seems that this is a test to see if I am a member of the same clan, but fortunately I have mastered the method before this, and it is really a coincidence that there is no book. ”

The details of this design are very good, if you don't have the same clan, you will die directly, this is not changed. If they are of the same race, these spirits will be regarded as benefits.

Luo Cheng is like that now.

"With my current beast soul power, I'm afraid no one is afraid." He couldn't help but think.

However, when he transformed the beast's soul power, the picture in his mind did not stop, but became more and more exaggerated.

The warrior alone made the enemy fearful, but because of the disparity in numbers, he watched his world being swallowed up and destroyed little by little, full of anger;

This also makes these pictures have a strong subjective consciousness, not to mention the rendering power, if Luo Cheng accepts it all, he will be dazzled by hatred and become a revenge machine, and he is not a person from this world at all, but he doesn't want to be assimilated, and immediately resists the idea, but the effect is minimal.

Fortunately, Luo Cheng had the experience of seizing the soul of a sword idiot, so he knew how to use his martial soul.

Sure enough, as soon as the martial spirit came out, these pictures finally stopped.

Luo Cheng's whole person seemed to be soaked out of water, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

"The people who established this place want to leave a glimmer of hope for their people and avenge them."

"It's a pity, I don't know how many years have passed, and there are no more people who come to the netherworld."

Luo Cheng sighed and glanced at the stone statue, it has been standing here for I don't know how many years, waiting for its fate, who knows that it will usher in itself.

Immediately after, Luo Cheng's gaze fell on the sword.

At this time, the stone shell of this sword had all fallen off, revealing its full appearance.

The more Luo Cheng looked at it, the more he liked it!

"I'm not welcome to this sword."

Luo Cheng walked over, held the hilt of the sword, and lifted it hard, only to find that the sword did not move at all, no matter how much the strength was increased.

Luo Cheng pondered that this was not right, and then thought about it, and used the beast soul power, and this time, the sword was pulled out little by little.

"It turns out that only the beast soul power can use this sword."

(hey, hey,)

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