Chapter 177 Void xing zhe

At this time, there is only one five-elegged thunder bead with the size of two or three sizes of Luo Zhen, suspended in front of Luo Zhen, and the purple gold rays flowed endlessly on its surface.

Until the gray fog around him gradually dispersed, Luo Zhen still stared at the huge five elements of thunder beads in front of him and was at a loss.

"Lei Lao!" After shouting a few times, Mr. Lei, who knew the house, seemed to fall into a deep sleep again and did not respond. Luo Zhen sighed and remembered the words of Taigu Thor. If he wants to break through the chaotic world, he must get the nine-level ancient god inheritance, but he can't even bear the lowest level of ancient god inheritance with his current physical strength, so he really doesn't know how to start now.

After thinking for a moment, Luo Zhen saw that the purple and golden light on the five-eedged thunder beads was also gradually disappearing, so he sacrificed his divine consciousness and wanted to take back the huge five-eed thunder bead, and then made a plan.

However, as soon as Luo Zhen's consciousness touched the five elements of thunder beads, he suddenly had an ancient and vicissitudes of life, pulling his consciousness into the five elements of thunder beads.

Luo Zhen suddenly panicked. The situation of the five elements of Lei Zhu at this time was too abnormal. He was not sure what kind of change there was in it, so when his consciousness was pulled in by a mysterious force, Luo Zhen subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but everything was in vain.

Within the five elements of thunder beads, the five lines, which were originally as thin as silk, also became extremely thick at this time. Five different color beams of light constantly fluctuated and stretched. After Luo Zhen's consciousness was pulled in, he was not separated from him, which made him feel much more at ease.

However, in the five-eed thunder beads, in addition to the five-eed lines, there are also purple-black light curtains. There are as many as nine. On each purple light curtain, there seems to be a faint layer of water lines, and under those water lines, there are dense runes and symbols. Luo Zhen said to himself: These nine light curtains should be the so-called inheritance of ancient gods!

Luo Zhen knew that the words of the ancient Thor were absolutely true. His current physical strength could not withstand the inheritance of the first-level ancient gods, so he did not easily touch the seemingly smallest and weakest purple light curtain, but concentrated all the divine consciousness into the five elements of thunder beads, in the ubiquitous thunder power. Of course, these thunder forces are still somewhat different from the thunder force that Luo Zhen had come into contact with before, but the essence is basically the same. He knows that these thunder forces must have just sealed the ancient thunder god's inheritance into the five elements of thunder beads, and transmitted the remaining divine power into thunder power and stored them in the thunder beads.

The question he is thinking about most now is how to use these thunder forces to exercise his body and achieve the strength of the inheritance of the ancient gods.

In the past, he also used thunder to exercise his body. It was just a small fight, and there was only a limited number of powerful meridians and bones in the body. Now if he wants to accept the inheritance of the ancient god, I'm afraid he will have to increase the strength of lightning refining the body. After all, he knew that his qualifications were not very good, and Taigu Thor said that only by accepting the nine-level ancient god inheritance can he break through the realm of chaos and walk freely in the void, and return to the realm of cultivation. Ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years, Luo Zhen must not have so much time to waste, so at this time he began to use his divine consciousness and cross his knees in front of the huge five-elegged thunder beads, ready to accept the fierce lightning baptism.

Not long ago, when Luo Zhen was running away through the space transmission array, he was torn by the power of space, and with the combined blow of the three ghost kings, the meridians in his body were broken. However, he had repaired it with the thunder power left in the five elements of thunder beads at that time. At this time, the meridians were still too Too fragile, Luo Zhen did not dare to be too fierce. He just tried to get the power of a thunder from the thunder beads and carefully controlled it. With the guidance of his own divine consciousness, he circulated in his body, refining the meridians inch by inch.

A trace of purple light jumped freely in Luo Zhen's body, especially in Luo Zhen's Qihai Dantian, which accumulated a large amount of purple thunder power, but this did not have any adverse effect on Luo Zhen's body. Under the control of Luo Zhen's divine consciousness, the thunder power at the Qihai cave field is also slow. Scattered towards Luo Zhen's limbs and bones.

With the increasing thunder power of each draw, Luo Zhen's body meridians are also rapidly strengthening. At this time, on the surface of Luo Zhen's body skin, countless thin purple thunder lights are slowly moving, like purple earthworms.

After about three days, Luo Zhen finally opened his eyes and then exhaled a turbid breath. In this turbid breath, there were several purple awns, which were like flying flies, but with a flash, they disappeared.

Luo Zhen stood up again and said secretly, the current physical strength should be able to withstand the inheritance of the first-level ancient god!

Taigu Thor said that as long as Luo Zhen's physical strength reaches a certain stage, the inheritance of the ancient gods sealed in the five elements of thunder beads will be unprinted by itself, so Luo Zhen is not worried about the consequences of the inheritance of the ancient gods due to his insufficient strength.

Luo Zhen exhaled a few more breaths, adjusted his state, and then threw a divine consciousness into the five elements of thunder beads.

As soon as this divine consciousness entered the five elements of thunder beads, a purple light curtain suddenly flashed, turning into a beam of purple and black light, and suddenly collided with Luo Zhen's divine consciousness. Then, Luo Zhen's divine consciousness expanded rapidly at the beginning, and a large amount of water was suddenly injected due to a swelling water pipe.

It seemed that for only a moment, Luo Zhen's consciousness involuntarily fled back to his body. Then, Luo Zhen felt in his mind, as if the tide was surging, and a large amount of information began to pour in. This information was very mixed, and without exception, it was full of strange runes and patterns that Luo Zhen did not know the meaning. At the same time, powerful and arrogant energy also scattered from the divine consciousness and quickly spread in Luo Zhen's body.

Luo Zhen felt that those powerful energy, every time he passed a part of his body, would make a "cluck" cry, as if it were the sound of broken bones. Moreover, these energies, through the meridians, seemed to have been immersed in his bone marrow.

Luo Zhen's feeling at this time was like ten thousand ants eating the heart. There were countless insects squirming all over his body. The most uncomfortable thing was the huge information impact in his head, which almost made Luo Zhen almost lose consciousness.

After a long time, the arrogant energy finally stopped, and the mixed information in his head seemed to slowly weaken, but Luo Zhen knew that they had not disappeared, because there were suddenly some inexplicable things in his mind, those symbols, and those The patterns are all well-organ in combination. The next moment, they all disappeared, as if they were disappearing. At this time, Luo Zhen suddenly found that there was something in his memory that he had never experienced.

is still weak gray, white and black, as if everything around is dead. Countless cold starlight, like the sunlight sprinkled on the surface of the water, shining through layers of faint nebulus and from the dark sky, the faint light like a candle in the wind.

Circles of mysterious energy, either wavy or flying sword-like, wantonly in the sea of stars, shuttle and ripple.

At this time, a huge figure came slowly. Behind him was a demon red moon. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the cracks in the space, and the mysterious energy around him quickly dispersed to both sides. He seemed to come from the void.

His figure is getting closer and closer, and at the same time, he is getting more and more magnificent. But his face is still blurred, like a piece of white paper. No, to be precise, it should be like a piece of brown paper. There are only two blade-like eyes, as if they can see through everything.

Suddenly, he stopped and stood in the void in a daze. His hands hung weakly, and his eyes began to gradually disindulge. Finally, his whole face completely turned into a piece. Then, he bent down, and his huge body sat down slowly cross-legged. It seemed to be a little difficult. He pulled his feet close to his abdomen, and then made a strange gesture in his hand, so he sat quietly.

His whole huge body seemed to be integrated into the void, and the mysterious energy that could be seen everywhere also seemed to forget his existence and was not afraid of him. He began to walk and gather around him at will.

Pieces of gravel flying from nowhere, some of which still dragged the bright light and hit him, but he stood still, as if he was not aware of it at all. More and more dust and gravel piled up on him. At this time, he could not see the original appearance and turned into a huge stone egg.

I don't know how long it took. As more and more gravel piled up, the stone egg became bigger and bigger, like a small planet. Suddenly, the stone egg began to vibrate violently, and the stones quickly separated, and then the huge figure stood up again.

He stood in the void blankly and didn't know which direction to go.

On his side, there are countless planets, moving slowly. He raised his right hand and gently pointed his index finger to the nearest planet. Suddenly, the planet burst into slag, and golden brilliance quickly converged towards him, wrapped around his fingertips, forming golden vortexes. At a young age, those golden vortexes slowly disappeared.

He seemed to be moved. As soon as his figure moved, he stepped forward a few steps and pointed a few times in a row. Then seven or eight planets exploded almost at the same time. Hundreds of golden rays of light opened into a dense golden vortex above his head.

After all these golden whirlpools disappeared, he repeated his old tricks. After turning hundreds of planets around him into pink stones, he did not want to stop.

One step, two steps, three steps...

He took nine steps so calmly. Suddenly, in the void, a white crack broke under his feet. The white crack was very slender and crisp, as if he were a peerless swordsman, cutting a piece of black soil with all his strength.

The white space crack stretched forward and stopped for hundreds of miles. Then, the white crack began to stand up slowly and remained on the same horizontal plane as the huge figure.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it gently. The white crack was suddenly like a piece of white paper. It was torn by him, and his whole body gradually integrated into the crack.

If the place where he was before was an endless void where black and white intersect, then now he is standing in a world with a dark red main color.

The sky here, the clouds in the sky, the peaks here, the rocks above the peaks, the rivers here, and the running water in the rivers are all that dazzling dark red. A strange creature, either on top of mountains and rivers, or at the bottom of the deep sea, hunts, fights and hides. The people here, if they are also human, walk on the burning ground, and some fly in the blazing air.

There are also houses and caves here. There are women, old people, children, and of course, monks. In Luo Zhen's view, everything here, except for the almost desolate environment, is the same as the world of cultivation.

Under a red mountain peak, between a small village, there was the sound of a mother calling, occasionally the sound of a beast similar to the howling of a wolf, and the sound of a strict father teaching the urchin.

At this moment, a loud roar sounded outside the village. A group of strange-looking people, with a naked upper body, wearing colorful strange things on their heads, irregularly painted with a few red marks on their faces, holding a thick knife in their hands, dragged them to the ground and ran into the village.

First of all, I found that this group of strange people was an old man in his sixties. There was endless fear in his eyes. Before he could call, he was bullied by one of the strange-looking people. He cut off his neck with a knife. Looking at the broken neck the size of the bowl, the bright red that kept gushed out. The group of strange people suddenly Shi cheered.

Next, there was a massacre without resistance, crying and screaming excited, mixed together, echoing under the peaks. I don't know how long it took for the small village to return to calm. As the group of strange-looking people left, a group of beasts alertly got out of the piles of stones around them and dragged back several corpses lying in the village that no one had cleaned up.

Here, there is no dusk, the red sun that always hangs in the sky, and the unparalleled strong underworld to testify. Here, it is the underworld.

He seemed to stand at the end of the world, staring at everything in front of him. A breeze stroked him. After looking at it for a long time, he seemed to gradually lose interest and turned away.

His figure gradually integrated into the red sun.

He tore the space again. At this time, he seemed to be walking on the waves. His huge body and huge footprints were very light when he fell, just like stepping on cotton.

There are green mountains and green water, white clouds and wild cranes, aura, a spiritual mountain, and a spiritual beast. This is the spiritual world.

The monks here are idle and idle. Some people are talking about Taoism in the mountains, some people are fighting in Panasonic, some people are on the edge of waterfalls, practicing spiritual secrets, some people are hunting spirit beasts between mountains and fields, and of course, some people are engaged in killing and catching treasures in some hidden places.

On Pingchuan, there was a big war, and the two sides fought well. More than half of the monks on both sides were killed and injured, and the rest were still fighting to the death.

But he was always like a passer-by. No matter how many heads were cut off and no matter how many monks fell down, he seemed to be too lazy to look at it, so he left. In this world, no one knows that he has been here.

Luo Zhen was a little curious at this time. He had never been to the underworld and the spiritual world, but in his mind, these sudden extra fragments clearly made him witness the scene of the two worlds. I don't know. Where will he go next?

Next, Luo Zhen was a little excited. That person actually came to the cultivation world.

However, Luo Zhen found that at this time, the monks in the world of cultivation were generally very high, and there were tens of thousands who reached the divine period, and there were countless monks in the infancy period. Luo Zhen remembered that in the Qianshan Fantasy Array, Xu Ruhuan once said that in the cultivation world of his era was also relatively strong. But there is no such power at this time. When is the cultivation world that this person went to? This little question was deeply imprinted in Luo Zhen's mind.

Similarly, this person did not stay in the cultivation world for much time. Then, his figure returned to the pale void.

He walked in the void, aimlessly. Do as you wish, and be at ease. Occasionally tear the space and go to another space world to be an audience. He never interferes in anything.

It seemed that he was tired of walking, so he slowly crossed his knees and sat down, and his hands gradually synthesized into a strange fingerprint...

Is this the power of the ancient gods?

Walk in the void at will, tear the space at will, and master the life and death of others. Luo Zhen did not doubt at all that whether in the underworld or the spiritual world, if that person wants someone's life, it will naturally not be difficult.

The power of the ancient god, from beginning to end, Luo Zhen did not see through a little, but the method of tearing the space cracks with bare hands alone impressed him.

After Luo Zhen came to his senses, he found that he did not know when he maintained a cross-legged posture like the huge figure in his memory. Is this what he learned after the inheritance of the first-level ancient god? Such a simple posture? Luo Zhen couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He clenched his teeth and forged his body with lightning. Finally, he finally met the requirement of bearing the inheritance of the first-class ancient god. Then, the process of inheriting the ancient god was simply worse than death. In the end, it was just such a simple cross-legged knee and fingerprints, which made him feel a little fooled.

However, as he sat cross-legged and closed his fingerprints, it seemed that there was a nascent force that began to germinate in his body.