Chapter Ninety-Five: Soul Cultivation
The hooded mage who was dressed in a gray robe and suspended in the void, shook the bone staff, and strange fluctuations emitted, the eyes of the soldiers of the necromantic army shone with golden lightning, and their bodies were entangled with black aura, and Mo became several times stronger while absorbing the black qi, and some high-level undead, such as the headless horseman riding an undead war horse, the black warrior holding the ancient warrior, etc., have become flexible and can perform martial arts, and the power of the black undead far exceeds that of ordinary warriors, and the group has actually evolved!
A strange smile appeared on the necromancer's grim face, his back was filled with wings made of black smoke, and strange syllables were chanted from his mouth, and the creatures of heaven and earth were like encountering great enemies, and it felt as if the scythe of death was hovering over his neck, ready to be cut at any moment!
Heavy rain poured down, thunder and lightning intertwined, and the entire ancient city wall was trembling, as if it was about to collapse at any moment. www.biquge.info At this moment, at this moment, a human in a black suit stood on the city wall, looking down on the earth with a pair of eyes that looked down on the earth.
The endless necromantic army roared, trying to climb the walls and devour the man.
As soon as the skeleton soldiers at the front approached the city wall, they were squeezed and collided by an inexplicable force and directly turned into flying ashes, and even the soul fire and necromantic aura were completely annihilated!
Oselek was chanting the most terrifying life-threatening spell, and at this time, he couldn't help but open his eyes to look at the human who seemed to be embedded in another dimension on the independent wall.
"What are you from that dare to stop the necromantic army of the great undead monarch Ocellek?"
A spiritual fluctuation emanated, and some of the weak necromancers of the shock fell directly to the ground.
The tall figure didn't make any statement, only to see him raise a hand, the infinite law crossed the heavens and the earth, the dark clouds were dispelled, the black fog was eliminated, and some undead zombies with the smell of plague were irradiated by the sun, lying on the ground and slowly turning into pus.
"You're still a little accomplished in the way of the soul, but it's a pity that you've gone astray......"
The strong man stared silently at Oselek in the distance in the sunlight, shaking his head slightly.
The man in the black suit was like a mountain in front of him, and the force in the dark pressed Ocellek could not breathe, and even the complicated spells could not continue. He instinctively had a sense of fear for the strange man, an inexplicable aura. After reaching a certain level, the strong can see their future path clearly, do many things, there will be a warning in advance, if the heart is flustered inexplicably, it means that something is wrong, there will be a disaster!
At this time, his eyelids couldn't stop beating, and his soul was trembling, as if a worm was lying in front of a dragon, and he couldn't raise the idea of resisting at all, even the forbidden spell magic "Natural Disaster Doom" that was about to be released , also inexplicably dissipated, he felt that his soul body suddenly broke away from the body, flew into a magical world, in front of him stood a cyan stele with the same height as heaven and earth, leaving a mottled mark on it, the thick vicissitudes of ancient meaning seemed to be impregnated from another ancient history, the age is quite old, he used enough spiritual power, wanted to see the words written on it, suddenly, there was a ripple on the stele, and the magnificent power will directly bounce him away, just like watching flowers in the fog, not real. The surface of the stele underwent earth-shaking changes for a while, peeling off pieces of cyan stone clothing. Osaylek thought that his eyes were spent, but when he remembered that he was in a soul state at this time, he no longer had the slightest doubt in his heart.
I saw that the stele turned into a chaotic color, dotted with golden runes, and familiar ripples emanated, this is? Osaylek closed his five senses and carefully felt the touch of the soul, and his heart was overjoyed, this is the strongest way for the evolution of soul mages, many necromancers have become crazy after cultivating to a very high level, and their hearts are ferocious, and they are easy to go mad when they meditate, and the higher the realm, the easier it is to lose control, in the past, there have been many necromancers who lost their minds and blew themselves up, quite miserable, they cultivated to the end, not only can not advance an inch, but also think about how to save their lives, the slightest difference in soul cultivation will lead the soul to scatter, very terrible!
This time, he had a glimpse of the Supreme Dao, and he really walked the **** luck that has not been encountered in a thousand years, and he will have a direction to move forward in his cultivation in the future! He opened his eyes and wanted to see the scriptures on the stone tablet clearly, and the golden grandeur burst out from the majestic stone tablet.
Tom! Ocellek's soul body was bounced back into his body, and when he opened his eyes, he was stunned by what he saw.
He found himself on the ground, his hands propped up on a few sides of rubble, and the white bone staff fell ten steps away, while the army of necromancers he was proud of had turned into a sea of corpses and blood, and the corpses burned with black flames, converging into a sea of fire that burned half of the sky, and the sky was cloudless, not even a carrion bird existed.
The only thing that hasn't changed is the cold expression of the man in the black suit on the city wall, like a 10,000-year-old black iron, there is endless flame circulating in his eyes, this is the soul after reaching an extremely high level, when running the avenue, the external manifestation, the scene is extremely terrifying!
That deep gaze penetrated directly into Ocellek's fearful heart, and a calm and quiet voice echoed from the bottom of his heart: "You, Osaylek, have done many evils and slaughtered thousands of living beings, and today you will destroy your thousands of necromantic summons for the Heavenly Dao, refining their souls and bodies. Since you have inherited the inheritance of soul cultivation, then you must not insult this method and use it to slaughter the common people. Soul cultivation belongs to the three kinds of Heavenly Dao, your cultivation has already gone astray, if you can quickly abandon the crooked and evil path, self-abolish the magic power and the so-called resentful soul bead, and break and stand, it is possible to break through that hurdle, otherwise even if you step into the holy realm, you are still an ant, destined to part ways with the Great Dao......"
A word was like an alarm bell striking on Oselek's heart, making him feel enlightened, but after careful analysis, he could vaguely find out the earth-shattering secret, soul cultivation, body cultivation, and Dharma cultivation, these are the three major paths to heaven.
However, none of the necromancers of the past generations have been able to break through life and death and transcend the Sanctuary. The most powerful necromancer, Rogregens, sighed when he was punished by the gods of the heavenly realm more than 8,000 years ago: control all souls and proclaim himself king, and feed the souls of life and souls. Before he died, he **** evil and powerful soul, majestic power through the sky, actually burned the eye of divine punishment, and many angels contaminated with soul fire melted into the sea of fire and could not extricate themselves, turned into ashes, and were buried one after another......
"This black book is a gift for you, if one day you can really break and stand up, return to the innate way, then you can go to the Enlightenment Monument Mausoleum to see the true body of the stone tablet......"
In a trance, the cracked city wall was empty, and the endless sea of fire surrounding the city had already burned everything clean, and there was still gray-white powder in the wind, and there was a scorched earth within a radius of dozens of miles.
This is an evil book! Oselek closed the book, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his heart was very worried, because what was said in this book was simply a fantasy, and he had never heard that the soul body could also exercise various structures and various supernatural powers, and even exist between heaven and earth without the physical body!
He didn't dare to open the Black Book again until the end of his life, and he sealed it forever, but the mysterious monument became Ocellek's lifelong obsession and made him never forget it......
The candidates entered the makeshift preparation area through a special passage, which was behind the three extremely large martial arts platforms built in the center of the square, and the powerful teachers of the War College were explaining the rules of the entrance examination and the time sequence number of the candidates' stage competition.
Around the square is a trapezoidal auditorium, on which sit students and bigwigs from other academies who have come to observe the exchange, and many senior students of the war college are also waiting for the start of the competition, some of these people are entrusted by friends to take care of the juniors, and some are recruiting talents for their own departments. The reasons vary.
Not far from the auditorium, a metal beam spans the air, and a huge crystal screen hangs from it, from which the situation on the stage can be clearly displayed.
At this time, it can be seen that three people walked down from the center of the audience, and went straight to the competition platform, led by an old man in a purple ancient robe.
On either side of him stood a middle-aged man in a black dress, a middle-aged man with curly hair on the left with a warm smile on his face, squinting his eyes, a rose pinned to his chest, and a gentle step. The gray-haired man on the other side had a solemn expression, his eyes looked at the preparation area in the distance, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he followed the old man in purple closely.
Many people began to discuss, "I heard that this year's purge killed a lot of people, and the academy is about to face the strongest public opinion criticism in history, some of the giants of the academy have already targeted the opportunity, and the rest have taken the opportunity to suppress our academy......"
"Looking at Old Man George's expression, it is rare to see such a gloomy face as him, which shows how much impact it has this time!"
"I don't think it matters, on the contrary, the destruction of the Holy Spirit Platform has greatly shaken the military morale of the academy's top leaders, once the Holy Spirit Platform is destroyed, the lord students will not be able to return to the continent from the endless void and return to the academy, and there will be nothing to be done if they are attacked by strong enemies at that time!"
Someone clapped his hands and praised: "It is worthy of being the elite of the War and Current Affairs Research Section, Your Excellency is really in a word! The biggest crisis that our academy is facing now is the battle that it will face after the destruction of the Holy Spirit Platform, if we bear it, the pattern of the continent will be changed to our control, if we fail to resist, I am afraid that the academy and the people on the continent will turn into ashes after the war fire!"