Chapter 482: Xuantian War Paint
"What's going on?"
Mingguangjing was stunned, Luo Yang was burning, and turned into a fire man. No, it should be said that the incarnation becomes a solar flame force, falling into the core of the sun at an incredible speed.
At this moment, Luo Yang surpassed the cognition of the state of life of all intelligent civilizations in the world, and his body existed in a strange pattern, completely turning into flames.
But that's just the beginning!
"The power of the heavens and stars is for my use. As soon as Luo Yang moved, the sun's magnetic field reversed, releasing dazzling magnetic light outward, attracting the power of the heavens and stars.
The landscape that follows is absolutely subversive and full of miraculous changes. With this sun as the center, it is as if the stars of the whole universe have fallen. Some are as big as a millstone, and some are as thin as particles, forming a star shower that suffocates the ink saints.
In a matter of moments, the power of the red star fell on the surface of the sun, and after being scorched by the flames of the sea of fire, all dark impurities were removed, and it shot towards the core of the sun.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
The boundless star power surged, so that the star where this huge sun was located suddenly dimmed, as if a black hole had descended, causing panic among the people of the Yunmo Clan, and even affecting the location of the Yuntian Clan.
In an instant, the dark blue star power as pure as spring water penetrated deep into the core of the sun. However, after these star powers were purified by flame power, they were not even one ten-thousandth of the total amount, and the purified shadow power was even less, almost negligible.
"The Book of Shadows, leaving only the navigation function to merge with the palace, and the rest of the book opens the door for me, attracting the shadow power of eternity from the deep dark world. Luo Yang nodded, causing the Book of Shadows to unfold slowly.
Faintly hearing hysterical howls, and unwilling roars, the Book of Shadows is like a gate to hell, Luo Yang stood outside the door and looked inside the door, seeing the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, seeing the infinite death intent, and seeing the extreme darkness.
With a tremor, the Book of Shadows turned into a black lotus flower, exuding an indescribable coldness outward, and even wanted to attack Luo Yang.
You must know that this place is the core of the sun, and it has exhausted the extreme of physical heat, even the space has become heavy and distorted, and the cold aura rising from the black lotus flower has suddenly disappeared, leaving only a trace of the purest shadow power.
The Book of Shadows has grown to an extraordinary point, and may be greatly developed in the future. But in order to complete the super power sigil, Luo Yang destroyed it without even blinking an eye.
The moment the black lotus collapsed, it attracted the eternal will of death and the dark shadow from the hundreds of millions of voids, and the star power reached the surface of the star one after the other, piercing towards the core of the sun.
As a result, the star power and shadow power of the nearby stars were drained, and the energy actually reduced the size of this super sun, which was six hundred times larger than the ordinary sun, in the process of falling and hedging, and it was a whole circle smaller.
Luo Yang's body was like a sponge absorbing water, absorbing star power and shadow power.
At the same time, he was absorbing the purest flame power of the Sun Core. The three do not interfere with each other, but they twist and circle, rotating at subtle angles. Every time it rotates, the runes that are in the stage of exaltation, the stars are swirling, and the true fire will grow by one point, and it will quickly enter the middle stage of ascension.
The three superpowers had just entered the middle stage of their prestige, Luo Yang's forehead jumped slightly, and then jumped again, and the professional mark showed a word "war" that could not be described in any language.
This battle word makes people look at it, and they will give birth to a sense of indomitable and blood-boiling. When the word of war changed from nothingness to condensed, it immediately surged with surging war intent, as if to fight the heavens and the earth, fight in all directions, and rest until death!
Luo Yang has become a ninth-level battle sect, and after the battle word appeared, he frantically consumed divine light.
There was no hindrance, and with the "buzzing" sound, the level broke through the bottleneck and entered the supreme realm.
"Zhanzun! hahaha, I have become Zhanzun, and the world can be reached!" Luo Yang laughed loudly, there was a taste of bitterness in this laughter, and there was also heroism in the sky, from today onwards, he would be able to fight the sky and the earth!
In fact, it is relieved to think about it, now Luo Yang, both physically and mentally, has surpassed the limit of the sect level, and even after reaching the first-level battle honor, he did not stop being promoted, and went directly to the second-level.
At this time, the professional imprint devoured the divine light, extending purple lines from the center of the forehead, which quickly spread to the whole body, forming a unique energy vein.
"Huh?"
Luo Yang was shocked, as far as he knew, from the sect level to the supreme level, what was the geometric figure outlined by the purple lines on his body?
"Mingguang Mirror, what's going on with these lines on my body?" Luo Yang just asked in his consciousness, and he felt a tingling pain all over his body, not only in his skin, but also in his body.
These purple lines are like tattoos, imprinted all over the body, and seeping into the body, firmly rooted in the foundation, closely connected with the professional imprint, and began to consume divine light more frantically.
Mingguang Mirror groaned slightly, and opened his mouth to point: "Concentrate your thoughts, if there is a change in promotion, usually the career mark will give the answer." â
"That's right!"
Luo Yang hurriedly did so, and soon got the information, and said with a shock: "I almost forgot that the essence of the professional mark is to help the strong people of all races evolve. The full name of the Battle Sect is Xuantian Extreme Dao Dou Zhan Zong, the word Xuantian is not called in vain, and if you meet certain requirements, you can obtain the Xuantian War Pattern. â
Mingguang Jing was shocked: "You say war paint? Is this a war pattern? In the era of the Ku'an people, only zĂ i existed in the imagination, and many sages felt that the war pattern was just wishful thinking and could not be achieved. â
"It's very difficult to achieve, if I hadn't been promoted with divine light, it would have been impossible to activate the Xuantian War Emblem. â
Luo Yang said while sensing it: "According to the level division of war paints, covering the forehead is the first layer, covering the head is the second layer, covering the chest is the third layer, and then covering the arms and hands, covering the upper body, covering the whole body, until it penetrates into the body, just like putting on the suit armor, it is roughly divided into seven parts, and it is also seven levels." However, there are still the eighth and ninth layers, which need a lot of divine light to wash away, is it really worth it?"
"Value, definite value. Mingguang Mirror shouted: "War Paint! According to the original idea, each layer will increase its combat power by double, and the ninth layer is nine times, which is a killer weapon that can be crossed to the emperor level." And do you feel that after branding the war paint, the control of super energy is more handy? These geometric patterns can perfectly control the energy in the body, and are immune to energy damage. â
"It seems to be true!" Luo Yang had already sensed that the War Paint had brought a huge increase to the Super Energy, and he had a feeling that when he used the Dao Seal, he could truly exert the power of the Great Perfection Realm of the Heaven Turning Seal.
"Come on, it's only the seventh-layer battle paint now, since you have divine light, you can have a war paint, what are you waiting for?" Luo Yang's heart was surging, the Yuntian Clan Sage was pressing the formation outside, he could naturally improve a little bit, and he would not let go of any way to make himself stronger.