Chapter 270: Dried Corpse
readx;? No one knows why Jiang Xiaochen is so crazy and so desperate?
Obviously you already have a purple mark, but you are not satisfied?
But Jiang Xiaochen knows it himself!
It's about being the strongest!
In this way, he can find his true self. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
And the true self is to unlock the memory seal and remember all kinds of past lives!
With the sealing of his memory, as time passed, he discovered that the "Soul Separation Sealing Technique" was flawed.
He began to gradually forget the past, in addition to the people and things that he had sealed, there were also all kinds of spells and experiences!
Therefore, he needs to become strong as soon as possible, and integrate those spells and experiences into this body as soon as possible.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to step into the last layer of the underground palace cemetery at this moment.
The last layer of the underground palace cemetery is extremely huge, and all of them are dried corpses of high-level cemeteries.
Jiang Xiaochen looked over the heavy group of corpses in the cemetery, and only saw a throne standing at the end of the underground palace.
An air-dried corpse sat on it, without a trace of breath.
But Jiang Xiaochen felt a sense of great crisis!
The corpse that looked like it had been dried had hollow eyes, only a layer of old skin stuck to the dry bones.
Obviously there was no breath, but Jiang Xiaochen's soul had a feeling of being peeped at by it.
However, the air-dried corpse on the throne was extremely far away from him, and that feeling also appeared instantly, and it was gone at this time.
Jiang Xiaochen didn't think deeply, but stared at the dry corpse of the cemetery here.
The blood cloth that he had not used before turned into a blood-colored battle suit and draped over his body.
The Ancient Medicine Ding was also on top of his head, and at the same time, ten layers of golden spirit pattern space appeared, and there was an indestructible power all over his body.
Now, the power of immortality is much stronger than before, so the way of defense is even stronger.
After turning on the strongest defensive state, Jiang Xiaochen took the initiative to rush forward.
Alone, Jiang Xiaochen can truly exert his realm combat power to the extreme.
Phantom uncertain!
Starry Spots!
Wind and rain in all directions!
After first avoiding most of the attacks of more than a dozen graveyard corpses, Jiang Xiaochen's backhand was a two-style group attack destruction sword technique.
"Poof!"
The corpses in the cemetery surrounding Jiang Xiaochen were all cut off their hands, and with Jiang Lianchen's strong defense, there was nothing to fear.
Then, Jiang Xiaochen's sword skills continued to unfold.
Destruction of the stars!
This style was the most terrifying Sword of Destruction, and more than a dozen corpses in the cemetery were chopped up, turned into points, and integrated into the purple Spirit Pattern Tower imprint.
Of course, Jiang Xiaochen couldn't avoid all the attacks, and at this time, scars began to appear on his body.
The Blood Clothes, Ancient Medicine Ding, and Ten Spiritual Pattern Spaces can only block eighty percent of the attack power, and there are still two percent of them bombarded on the flesh body, and they need to rely on the way of the flesh body to contend with it.
After accumulating for a long time, the injuries on Jiang Xiaochen's body will become more and more serious and serious.
It's just that this kind of thing has long been accustomed to body refiners.
Physical injuries are nothing, the most important thing is willpower!
was able to hold on to the last one again and again before falling, and Jiang Xiaochen relied on an amazing and immortal will to support him.
The big war will not stop together!
Jiang Xiaochen fought to the point of rage, killed to madness, and a corpse with a cemetery was exploded.
The rest of the cultivators such as Ling Dong and Nangong Jinjie couldn't kill like him at all.
Because, they don't have Jiang Xiaochen's physical body, vitality, footwork, and mysterious fruit equivalent to the Holy Spirit Stone!
I don't know how long it took to kill Jiang Xiaochen before he found that there were no more standing corpses in the cemetery around him, and he had killed in front of the throne of the underground palace.
He stood with his sword to keep his body from falling!
At this time, the air-dried corpse on the throne was only a few meters away from him.
And Jiang Xiaochen's consciousness was already a little blurred, but there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that he must not fall, let alone lose consciousness.
The purple Spirit Pattern Pagoda mark on his forehead finally changed a little at this time.
It's still purple, but it's even more violet, as if it's about to take away the colors of heaven and earth.
All the people in the Linglong Pagoda saw the purple light shining in their minds, and the points displayed!
Jiang Xiaochen's 800 million points!
Everyone involuntarily gasped.
At the same time, they showed complex and indescribable expressions.
It's also to brush points, look at Jiang Lonely's dust, and then look at yourself!
Many people have the urge to die!
At this time, Jiang Xiaochen, because the purple mark on his forehead was too dazzling, so that his whole person seemed to be shrouded in purple light.
He still had a mysterious fruit in his mouth, and at this time, the power slowly refined, and finally made Jiang Xiaochen's body and consciousness recover a little.
But just as he wanted to sit down, he wanted to enter a deep state of healing, but he suddenly saw an amazing scene.
The dried corpse actually stood up from the throne!
Jiang Xiaochen thought he was dazzled, but the other party not only stood up, but also walked off the throne lightly and appeared in front of Jiang Xiaochen.
"Purple Mark, it's been 10,000 years, and finally there is a Purple Mark again, I've been waiting for this day for too long!"
Not only that, but there was also a very abrupt voice that sounded in the sea of Jiang Xiaochen's soul consciousness.
Also at this moment, Jiang Xiaochen finally felt a wisp of soul power fluctuations from the body of this air-dried corpse!
How is this possible?
An air-dried corpse with soul power, is it dead or alive?
Jiang Xiaochen's scalp was a little numb, and he couldn't understand the other party's words.
He was so weak now, so weak that anyone could kill him.
It seemed that the dried corpse also felt Jiang Xiaochen's weakness, so it just circled around Jiang Xiaochen's body lightly.
The voice continued to sound in Jiang Xiaochen's divine soul consciousness: "And your soul, haha I didn't expect that you, a little monk of the Innate Ten Realms, didn't even have the qualifications to ask about immortality, and you could actually come here, just like me back then!
It seems that I am too excited, or I haven't spoken for too long!
The dried corpse muttered to itself with great excitement.
Jiang Xiaochen was still confused, he didn't know what the other party meant, he just felt like a madman.
He instinctively felt that this air-dried corpse was dangerous, and he didn't dare to move the slightest.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Xiaochen responded vigilantly with a soul voice.
"Who am I?"
Hearing Jiang Xiaochen's question, the dried corpse was stunned for a moment.
Then, a crazy voice suddenly came from his soul: "Who am I? Who are you asking who I am? 10,000 years ago, purple light rushed to the sky, shining in Nanzhou, who do you say I am? The first person to achieve the purple mark, but what is the result?"
The souls of the dried corpses were screaming madly.
When Jiang Xiaochen heard this, his face suddenly changed.