Chapter 30: Forbidden Technique - Kill the Emperor!
"Noise. Chu Qinghuan said coldly.
"What?!" Guo Wei was stunned.
He found that Chu Qinghuan looked at him with the same eyes as the heavens looked down on all living beings!
That's right!
It seems that in Chu Qinghuan's eyes, he is an ant!
Hell yes!
A martial apprentice realm, to me, an elite who controls the two realms and one heavy arrow, shows a mocking color!
Unforgivable!
It's unforgivable!
"I'm going to shred you!"
Guo Wei's wind-like vitality was released, his clothes swelled, his long hair fluttered, and as soon as he grabbed it with both hands, he saw two giant palms with condensed vitality and swooped over!
"Die!"
He snorted.
Syllable!
The collision of the giant palms of the vitality and the crisp sound shook people's eardrums, and the reverberations in the cave continued.
"Huh?!"
Guo Wei raised his eyebrows, and the person was gone!
It's like a ghost!
Suddenly it's gone!
He unleashed the power of his divine soul and enveloped all directions, and in just a moment, he couldn't help but scream-
"What the hell are you?!"
A knife.
A knife with white blood streaks.
A sword of will that is a huge one, and the body is filled with the power of will like destroying the world!
A knife that blends with a figure and carries nothing that breaks the brilliance!
"Shhh
The knife passed through Guo Wei's body and stopped behind Guo Wei.
"You ......"
Guo Wei could still move, he turned around, only to see that the knife had turned into a person again, a person shrouded in blood mist.
That person's physical body was illusory as if it didn't exist, and when he saw that it was about to be shattered, he heard the dragon's roar!
Dark golden dragon and demon phantoms wandered in that illusory body, and the dark golden brilliance flowed endlessly.
In particular, in the heart of that person, a dragon and demon totem operated with endless vitality to reshape the physical body.
"You...... Not human...... It's the devil...... Zizi Zi ......"
Before Guo Wei finished speaking, blood splattered, and finally turned into a cloud of blood mist, and there were no bones left.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
Chu Qinghuan coughed a few times, the blood mist around him dissipated, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, all kinds of pills were frantically stuffed into his mouth, and the dragon and demon overlord armor stakes were posed, as if they were in the same place.
Three hours.
The golden light on Chu Qinghuan's body just dissipated.
"It's worthy of the forbidden art level Emperor Slaying Technique!" Chu Qinghuan let out a long breath, his eyes flickering.
In the martial arts world, martial artists generally practice martial arts, and those who are stronger control the power of mysteries, or cultivate bloodline and physique secret arts, and forbidden techniques are basically not seen.
Even in his previous life, as the First Sword Emperor of All Souls, he had only been exposed to the forbidden technique of Emperor Slashing, and he could not cultivate at that time.
Forbidden techniques are rare, and they are almost unborn.
But, the forbidden art is very powerful!
As soon as it appeared, that terrifying power was simply the devil!
"The Emperor Slaying Forbidden Technique is simply to fuse the sword qi and sword intent, turn into the Emperor Slashing Knife Shadow, and then fuse itself with the Emperor Slaying Sword Shadow to forcibly improve a big realm!"
"This great realm includes cultivation and sword intent! In other words, the power of the sword that just killed Guo Wei has reached the attack of the ninth layer of the warrior and the nine layers of the second realm of the world-destroying sword intent!"
"Not only that, but at that moment, I reached the mysterious realm of the unity of man and sword, which can be called invincible!"
Chu Qinghuan had palpitations.
It's no wonder that the ancient sword cultivator who created the Nine-Bladed Emperor Slashing Technique can slash the Martial Emperor in the Martial Emperor Ninefold!
It's horrible.
It can be said that in the whole world, the martial artists who can take over the emperor-slaying technique, from the perspective of the previous life, can be counted on one hand.
"In comparison, the body of the dragon and demon is probably even more terrifying. Chu Qinghuan stared at the reshaped dark golden body, feeling the wandering dragon and demon phantoms, and was shocked.
Under normal circumstances, performing the Emperor Slaying Technique is equivalent to sacrificing the body, and it is impossible to recover.
But, the body of the dragon and demon is forcibly reshaped in the flesh!
In particular, when reshaping the physical body, the dragon and demon phantom on the chest gave birth to a terrifying vitality, as if it was ...... He's a dragon demon!
"The secret of the dragon demon body must not be known to the second person. Chu Qinghuan muttered to himself, because the power of the Dragon Demon Body had exceeded his cognition!
......
A day later, Chu Qinghuan's body returned to its peak and walked in front of the stone tablet left by the Tyrant Tiger Sword Monarch.
He stared at the stele and stepped forward.
Seeing that he was about to cross the stele, in the stele, there were vitality fluctuations emerging.
A phantom shadow actually appeared directly.
"Bold!Why don't you kneel when you see Benjun?!"
A blood-colored remnant soul, like a bloody knife, stared at Chu Qinghuan.
Chu Qinghuan looked at the remnant soul coldly and said, "First of all, you can't stand my worship. Secondly, there should be a Soul Snatching Array in your futon, in case I kneel down and the formation is pulled, so that you can take it away?!"
"You ......" Hearing this, the remnant soul of the Tyrant Tiger Sword Monarch trembled, turned into a knife roar, buzzed, and said, "How do you know!"
"Get acquainted, go back to the stele yourself, and give me your relics. Chu Qinghuan said.
"Presumptuous!" The Tyrant Tiger Sword Monarch suddenly exuded the spiritual coercion of the Sword Monarch, enveloping Chu Qinghuan, and said, "Kneel!"
The power of the sword monarch reigns over the world, and ordinary warriors sense the deterrence, and they are afraid that they will directly scare the urine.
"Who gave you the courage to make me kneel?" Chu Qinghuan stood still and said coldly.
"No wonder you dare to be rampant, just a martial apprentice, such a strong martial will is very extraordinary! However, the strength of the martial monarch is not something you can understand. "The remnant soul of the Tyrant Tiger Sword Monarch suddenly grew larger, swelled, and turned into a fierce tiger giant knife, suppressing it on the top of Chu Qinghuan's head!
The surging coercion surged towards Chu Qinghuan's soul sea.
He believed that this time, he would definitely make Chu Qinghuan kneel on the ground and surrender!
As a result, that coercion entered Chu Qinghuan's soul sea, like a mud cow entering the sea.
"What's going on?" exclaimed the Bloody Sword-King.
"Little Dao Jun, what kind of crime should you be guilty of committing the following crimes!" Chu Qinghuan fought the spring thunder, and in the sea of souls, the immortal golden soul suddenly exuded a palpitating aura.
Hiss!
The remnant soul of the Violent Blood Sword Monarch felt the breath, and was so frightened that he crawled directly on the ground, trembling: "Emperor...... Diwei !!"
"Lift all the restrictions here. Chu Qinghuan drank coldly.
"Yes......" The Bloody Sword Monarch lowered his eyebrows and was ready to surrender, but at this moment, the remnant soul of the Bloody Knife Monarch turned into a bloody light and was about to fly outside.
"Dragon Demon Deterrent. Chu Qinghuan drank suddenly.
"Buzz!"
The true power of the dragon demon trembled, and a phantom of the dragon demon appeared.
But this dragon and demon phantom is not illusory, but really emerges from the totem in Chu Qinghuan's heart.
The dragon demon descended, and the dragon roared!
"Bang!" the remnant soul of the Bloody Sword King turned into powder.
"Directly kill the remnant soul!Sword Monarch's remnant soul!" Chu Qinghuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva excitedly and muttered:
"Sure enough, I guessed correctly, the dragon demon phantom summoned by the dragon demon's true power is not an illusion like Dao Ming, but the soul of the dragon and demon that really exists!"
"This dragon demon soul is incomparably strong! even the emperor power contained in my immortal golden soul trembled under the intimidation of that dragon demon soul......
However, it seems that this dragon demon soul can only target the body of the divine soul, or the enemy's spiritual oppression attack. ”
In this way, Chu Qinghuan had to test the dragon and demon totem on his chest again, and when he entered it, there was nothing else except for the cultivation techniques of the Dragon Demon Ancestor Sutra martial apprentice chapter.
It seems that the soul of the dragon demon can only be summoned through the true power of the dragon demon.
"Does this mean that at the level of the divine soul, I have the soul of the dragon and demon to suppress, and I should be an invincible existence?" Chu Qinghuan thought of this, and only felt that his heart was about to jump to his throat.
It took several deep breaths in a row before he calmed down.
Then, he stared at the stele again.
With the fall of the remnant soul of the Tyrant Tiger Sword Monarch, the prohibition in the stone tablet and the prohibition in the futon also dissipated, and even the invisible prohibition in the entire cave also dissipated.
Chu Qinghuan crossed the stele without any hindrance and saw a jade box, and in the jade box, there were two jade slips.
"The mid-level exercises, the Violent Blood Sword Technique, can be cultivated to the realm of the Martial King. ”
"Bloodline Secret Technique: Berserk. ”
Chu Qinghuan glanced at it a little, and put it in the storage bag, this kind of garbage color, I haven't seen too much in my previous life.
His eyes fell on the painting, in which was a peerless beauty wearing a purple palace dress, and at the bottom of the painting was the words - Purple Demon Saint - Su Ziyi!
"It's actually a portrait of that existence!" Chu Qinghuan frowned.