Chapter 1293: A Voice

Immersed in the gray world, Tang Yang felt that his perception of spiritual power was rising rapidly, his heart was moving, and he could even clearly perceive things hundreds of feet away.

A spiritual power swells up in your heart, and your freshness is spontaneously born, as if the whole person has gained a new life.

A few hours after the "Chaotic Eyes ......" woke up from the immersive state, Tang Yang recited a few words in his mind and unconsciously made a sound.

"You've finally woken up," Destiny said, "and it seems that you've accepted the legacy of this Chaos Origin Temple." ”

"Yes, how long has it been?" Tang Yang nodded, his understanding of the chaos deepened a lot when he accepted the inheritance, which also saved some time for the explanation.

The "Five Hours" sealed heaven and made it shake. Just now, he and the gangsters were absorbing Qi's Chaos Source as a supplement. This thing is very useful not only for martial artists, but also for the repair of utensils.

"You're so lucky. "You're so enviable. The bastard's voice was sour, but not as hostile and impulsive as it had been.

"Perhaps, I seem to have more connection with the lobby. "Tang Yang is a little strange. It reminded me that since the black and white eyes were all integrated into me, the hall seemed to be my own. When he lifted it, the gray air in the pond suddenly burst into chaos, and the gray air around it was very abundant.

"It is your creation, but accordingly, you are obliged to protect him. "Now, he's yours," Feng Tianling explained with a little anticipation.

Tang Yang nodded, knowing that the most important thing now was not to sigh. With a wave of his left hand, the originally extremely strong chaotic qi began to spread, and one person and two things began to assimilate desperately.

"Yes, we have at least half a chance of success!" The bastard floated in front of Tang Yang, and before, the original floating body was condensed a lot, and with the help of the eyes of the gods, he saw that every breath of the bastard was an endless rune.

At a glance, Tang Yang withdrew his eyes, the runes seemed to have a kind of magic, just look closely, if you look closely, your eyes will hurt, and even if you just know that the sea is unstable.

"What to do, start as soon as possible, and drive out the soul of art" The bastard snorted coldly, urging Tang Yang to start as soon as possible.

Tang Yang nodded, hit a rune with both hands, and with a trace of spiritual power, he found that the spirit halberd was entangled, this was his spiritual power.

He didn't know where the missing part of the Soul Seeker was hiding, but he was slowly searching, one by one.

This is the consumption of soul power.

A second passed, and fine sweat oozed from Tang Yang's forehead.

After all, it is a secret treasure that is conceived and nurtured, and while it is no longer powerful, it is not so easy to fully uncover it.

He searched the end, but there was no sign of it.

The soul power began to explore the edge, and even increased the intensity of his exploration.

At that moment, he felt the subtlety of the spear, as if he was not exploring a secret treasure, but an infinite space in which his mind was like a pillar of light, searching for a grain of sand at the end of time.

Halfway through the expedition, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

There is even a tingling between the eyebrows.

Tang Yang gritted his teeth and insisted, this is just the beginning, if this can't be persisted, the next stage can't be opened at all.

The spiritual power continued to gather on the body in front of the spirit halberd, and soon, Tang Yang explored the spirit halberd body, and then quickly explored the three points and two blades.

This is the most dangerous place for necromancers, and the safest place for necromancers.

Tang Yang's heart was swaying, his soul power was produced regardless of cost, and the trembling on his body was even worse.

The chaos around him grew fading, but he didn't care.

Got it! Tang Yang was flustered, and found a group of very thin little fat people on the tip of the knife.

The little fat man curled up together, in a terrible state, as if it was about to dissipate.

Tang Yang carefully injected his soul power, and the moment the soul power touched the little fat man, a powerful repulsive force almost squeezed him out.

This is the self-protection of the spirit itself, at this time the little fat man has lost consciousness, how can he rely on the grasp of the spirit to seek the survival of the halberd and instinctive consciousness.

Tang Yang carefully wrapped it up, it seemed that Tang Yang's soul power was not repulsive, the atmosphere would dissipate at any time and no longer be repulsed, and the halberd would be guided out along Tang Yang's spirit.

At the moment of contact with the source of the chaos in the air, the breath suddenly becomes unstable and dissipates almost immediately.

Tang Yang was so big and terrifying that he didn't care about the beads of sweat on his forehead, he quickly stopped it, and didn't even hesitate to burn his soul to protect him.

He almost forgot that breathing was very faint, and that chaotic air was the most arrogant and direct thing in the world.

Masako said with a rare seriousness, "Now that you have completed the first step, you must release your mind into the scepter of life and death and use both the tools of life and death. ”

Tang Yang nodded, the two weapons of death that he had practiced for two months began, one black and one white occupied half of his body, at this moment, he seemed to be able to command, and he could easily give others the power of life and death.

But it's just a feeling, even if it's a feeling, but the perception of Tang Yang is wonderful.

Even under the impetus of this method, the laws of life and killing have a faint resonance in him, and the spirit of the law has a faint jump out of the house.

But he did not dare, the spirit of domination, then his pressure would increase in an instant.

The moment his mind sank into the Scepter of Life and Death, he seemed to be in an extremely cold world, or rather, on the dividing line between two very different worlds.

On the left, there is a lot of life, flowers, insects, fish, birds, and animals are playing freely in the forest, and even the wind makes the body so comfortable.

But on the right, it's dead. The land was a strange red color, full of wasteland, and there were even bones not far away.

Tang Yang stood in this world, no matter which side was incompatible with him.

The left side is full of life, but it lacks a breath of life. Everything is so beautiful, but it gives the feeling that it is uncertain, like it will collapse at any moment.

On the right are dead people, but the presence of corpses at least proves that there is life here.

The grass beneath your feet.

Nowadays, the whole monastery is bustling with people, and early in the morning, many disciples are practicing for a common three-by-two to a place - the pulpit.

Today is the day of the inner door meeting, and today can not only solve some personal grievances, but even want to get a better ranking, in order to get considerable training resources and even the favor of the star temple, it is also completely possible.

There is a big difference between the star rating of the inner door and the star rating of the outer door, and the most obvious point is that it is large.

That's at least five times the size of the outer door!

You know, there are five times as many disciples at the outer gate as there are at the inner door.

There are nearly 10,000 luxurious seats on the lower floor, with 5 high seats in the middle.

The four platforms surround each other, with the most central platform being both the largest and the highest.

This battle is not just about which temple, four temples can come here to challenge.

The so-called inner door list is not available in every temple, but the general list!

East, west, north, and south correspond to the four parts of the platform.

I don't know who shouted, and the nearly 10,000 people at the scene suddenly fell silent.

Across the sky, three rainbows, a gray-haired old man descended from the sky, followed by two slightly young, but definitely not young.

"Old man Bai Mo, in charge of the Inner Gate Freedom War, don't talk nonsense, I want to go up and challenge to get the serial number, the four high platforms at the same time!

At the moment of excitement, many figures rushed to the platform, scrambling to be the first.