Chapter Seventy-Three: Soul Technique

Chu Yang was immersed in endless darkness and couldn't extricate himself, forgetting himself, and even thinking that he belonged here, this world full of death.

The five-clawed green dragon in the soul sea is still pressed to death, and he also perceives the state of the early sun, but he can only stand by, the anxiety in his eyes can be seen that he is worried about the first yang, if it continues, when the first sun completely sinks, the five-clawed green dragon will also pass away suddenly, so the five-clawed green dragon let out a burst of dragon groans, trying to wake up the first yang, but in vain.

In the darkness, Chu Yang's memory was eroded and shattered little by little, and his eyes gradually became dazed, and in the end, almost only instinct remained, and at this point, except for great power, almost no one could break those mixed wills and wake up.

The hair of the early sun also begins to change, the blue color gradually fades and becomes dead gray, and the skin gradually folds and ages rapidly, which is a sign of excessive loss of vitality.

It was at this moment that a bright light suddenly appeared in the darkness, and Chu Yang was instinctively driven to approach the bright light, and when it got closer, Chu Yang saw that it was a huge ball of light.

In the light group, six old men dressed in black cloaks and holding blood flags stood in six corners, and in the center lay a child less than a month old.

The old man couldn't see his face clearly, he held a strange seal in his hand, and his mouth was full of words, and in the next second, countless ghosts floated out of the blood banner and knelt down in front of the child, as if he was sacrificing, and the child's eyes were closed, knowing that it was extremely calm, and the picture was over, and there seemed to be something in Chu Yang's heart that was waking up.

In the coffin of the burial sky, Chu Yang's eyelashes trembled, and then suddenly opened, his expression was wooden, and he pinched the trick with one hand, and there seemed to be a gray substance in the void, which was absorbed by Chu Yang, and the mixed will in the body seemed to see a great terror, and fled frantically, but the gray matter was not followed, and it surged up like a flood that burst the embankment, and the will was instantly disillusioned.

Chu Yang's hand still did not stop, the handprint ended, and Chu Yang involuntarily shouted in his mouth: "Underworld technique, soul guidance!"

The will around is like seeing a king, and it is mixed with the death qi in an instant, and even a death gas hurricane is formed with the early sun as the center, and the death gas is almost close to the second grade under continuous compression, but even so, the five-clawed green dragon is still suppressing the death qi.

At the beginning of the sun, there was another low roar, and the hurricane expanded again, and the dead air that was originally filled with the burial coffin had all gathered in the hurricane, and the burial coffin was empty.

And the death qi finally broke through the second grade at this time, and the five-clawed green dragon could no longer be suppressed, after all, he was a divine dragon with you, but he was only a juvenile.

The dead qi slowly melted into the flesh and blood of the early sun, and even the green dragon was eroded a little bit.

Outside the Burial Heaven Coffin, the Fu Spirit was a little unbelievable, absorbing the second-grade death qi with the body of a mortal was simply unprecedented, even in a high-level plane like the God Destroying Heaven, without the help of magic weapons, it would only be directly devoured by the death qi and turned into white bones.

Curiosity drove Xia Fu Ling to wave his hand, and the second-grade dead qi that would only arrive in three hours arrived in advance.

The second-grade dead qi almost liquefied under the action of the hurricane, and a trace of it formed the third-grade dead qi, and the five-clawed green dragon of such strength turned black in an instant, and there was a trace of violence in his eyes.

However, Chu Yang was like a bottomless pit, the dead qi poured in, the bone spurs on the body disappeared, and a majestic bone crown was formed on the top of the head, and the cyan scales of the body also became dark with the fusion of the dead qi.

Chu Yang didn't know all these changes, and in a trance, he seemed to see several old men who claimed to be from the underworld doing things, one of them was somewhat similar to his biological father Chu Yuntian, just when he wanted to get closer and observe clearly, he suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.

After sorting out the memories that were chaotic because of the mixed will, Chu Yang regained his clarity, remembered the purpose of his trip, looked around, the coffin was empty, and the dead air had already disappeared cleanly, looking at this scene, Chu Yang smiled slightly: "Presumably my dead qi refining body has been completed." ”

Hurriedly looked inside, the broken dantian was filled with seawater formed by dead air, and a coffin full of chains in this sea of dead air floated and floated, exuding a cold atmosphere, Chu Yang said to himself in disbelief: "Burial coffin, repair, repair, cultivation!" Chu Yang was surprised and delighted, and his words became stammering.

The shattering of the dantian has been plaguing Chu Yang for a long time since he cultivated, and he couldn't practice immortal arts, and he could only pursue martial arts, and he actually cultivated the burial coffin by mistake, and how excited he was at this moment can be imagined. Even Fu Ling never thought that Chu Yang's talent was so amazing, and his fit with death qi was so high that it was jaw-dropping.

Under the excitement, Chu Yang drank lightly: "Burial coffin, descend!"

I saw that the coffin of the burial sky was transformed out of thin air, the black gas was swirling, the chain was wasted, domineering and awe-inspiring, and then the first sun pointed at the surrounding dead things, and the chains flew out, directly penetrating the dead things, and a devouring force erupted, without waiting for the dead things to resist, the soul was absorbed, and the skeleton shelf turned into powder.

"Hey, this is too domineering, such an evil spell, is it evil?" Chu Yang frowned in surprise and began to think, he felt that this skill was hurtful and humane, he had never seen such a cruel and inhumane spell.

It seems to see Chu Yang's worries, Fu Ling's small hand moves, the burial of the heavenly official disappears, Chu Yang returns to the green water and thousands of mountains here, everything before seems to have not appeared, it can be called a miracle.

"What do you think is an immortal and what is a demon?" said to Chu Yang with a disheveled appearance and an unfathomable appearance.

Chu Yang blurted out: "Immortals, what you cultivate is the method of crossing people, and what you cultivate is the art of harming people!"

Fu Ling shook his head: "No, no, no, as far as I can see, immortals are not immortals, demons are not demons." The magic in the world is a killing technique, and there is no distinction between immortals and demons, just like a doctor, it can save people, it can also harm people, whether it is an immortal or a demon, it is nothing more than the heart!"

"Heart?" Chu Yang muttered, lost in thought, as if he understood or not.

Fu Ling no longer explained anything to Chu Yang, and solemnly looked at Chu Yang and said, "According to the arrangement of the Red Demon Venerable, since you have cultivated the "Burial Heaven Coffin", you are the master of my hanging bombing sky, and you have seen the master of the bombing sky!"

Chu Yang hurriedly waved his hand: "Blow up the sky, call me Chu Yang is, let the master give birth." ”

Fu Ling did not comply, saying that this was the rule of the Red Demon Venerable, and it was useless to persuade Chu Yang to be good. In the end, under the pressure of the master, he changed his words.

Chu Yang and Fu Ling quickly became familiar with each other, almost to the point of talking about nothing.

He learned that there are three levels in this world, namely the human realm, the immortal realm, and the supreme plane of God Destroying Heaven, which is said to be a plane, but rather different star fields in the starry sky, which are far apart and cannot be reached by ordinary people.

At the same time, Fu Ling told him that the cultivation level of the human world is divided into Qi cultivation, foundation building, knotting, Yuan Infant, Transformation of God, and Tribulation, like the Green Scale Star to conceive a fetus, build a foundation, enter the evil, cast a god, enter the saint, and transform into a mortal This hierarchical division seems to have appeared in ancient times, it is said that such a system has long been broken, but this is indeed secret, even the Red Demon Venerable does not know much.

The vastness of the starry sky made Chu Yang realize his own insignificance, and it also made Chu Yang full of yearning for the cultivation world.

Then Chuyang began to sort out the harvest of his trip, in addition to the "Burial Coffin", this mansion is also owned by Chuyang, but unfortunately the mansion is poor and white, in the words of the Red Demon Tianzun: The disciples who sit down need to be alone, not to open their mouths, but fortunately, the mansion is made of the living beings of the other world, in addition to its own extraordinary defense, the mansion is supported by enough immortal energy, can transform the gods and war spirits, and in the mansion, the Red Demon Venerable has already been equipped with spirit stones, which can be used for the power of the war spirit.

Outside the mansion, Chu Yang's mind moved slightly, and the mansion disappeared, appearing in the soul sea, and at this time, Chu Yang Fang found a black five-clawed divine dragon churning above the soul sea, and tried to communicate with it but got no response.

Chu Yang was no longer entangled, and according to what Fu Ling said, he returned to the second layer of Qinglongyuan's inheritance, but the scene in front of him really jumped down Chu Yang, and the dry bones on the ground were like mountains, and it could be seen from the dry bones that these dry bones came from various races, and there were not some human corpses among them.

Among them, there are nearly a thousand corpses of Lulu stars, and it can be seen from their expressions that when they die, they are very peaceful.

The blood was pouring out, and it was still steaming, but it strangely converged in one direction, forming a stream.

Driven by curiosity, Chu Yang followed the blood and leaned towards the end.

Along the way, the more Chu Yang looked at it, the more frightened he became, there were countless alien corpses along the way, and these corpses were all inserted into the body by the huge tree roots without exception, as if they were absorbing something, and then down, the blood gradually faded until it was clarified.

This undoubtedly made Chu Yang fall into deep thought, who is such a big hand, these corpses don't know how long it has been, ten thousand years? Even longer, Chu Yang can still feel the supreme oppression from the corpses, the more he goes, the more intense the oppression, and in the end, Chu Yang can no longer move forward, but it still has not come to the end.

According to what Hanging Bomb Heaven said, the Green Scale Star is just an abandoned human domain, but the energy emitted by these bones is obviously not an extraordinary person, and the Green Scale Star has such a powerful inheritance place, why would it be lonely to this point, to the point where it was invaded by foreign invaders and could only stick to the land of projectiles.

Chu Yang rubbed his aching brain, and simply stopped thinking about it, since Qinglong Yuan has risen again, then the glory of the Green Scale Country is just around the corner, Chu Yang secretly decided that when he returned to the Green Scale Country, he would explain the situation to the master.

At this moment, Chu Yang seemed to feel something, and looked up at the sky, where a vague figure of an old man was looking at him.

The old man stood with his hands in his hands, and said with a smile: "Little guy, it's rare that you can come here, I've been waiting for too long, too long, presumably my Green Scale Clan is no longer what it used to be, I can feel their weak breath, little guy, the burden of reviving the Green Scale Clan will be handed over to you!"

Chu Yang was puzzled, and the old man who appeared when the bloodline awakened could guess Chu Yang in his mouth. The Green Scale Clan also has some weight in the fairy world, but this old man said that his breath was weak.

As if feeling Chu Yang's doubts, the old phantom smiled faintly: "The old man has calculated a hexagram, the Green Scale Clan will usher in the disaster of extinction, and whether you can survive this difficulty depends on you!"

In doubt, Chuyang stepped on it slightly and said, "Please make it clear." ”