Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 2164: The oil is gone and the lamp is dry

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Before the martial arts master came to Chiming Valley, he had heard that the owner of Chiming Valley once entered an ancient ruins and obtained a treasure map, so his cultivation level skyrocketed, and then he rose rapidly in this territory.

Not surprisingly, the so-called treasure map should be this black residual map.

If you stare at this fragmented picture, your mind will easily be immersed in it and affected by the various emotions of violence, killing, and destruction in the fragmented picture.

The martial artist himself was unprepared and almost fell.

Once the mind is affected, this residual picture will emit a strange power, causing mysterious and mysterious dark magic lines to appear on the viewer's body!

This kind of dark magic pattern has an extremely powerful and violent ability to plunder the vitality of heaven and earth.

With the blessing of this kind of power, the speed of cultivation will inevitably skyrocket!

This is why the owner of Chiming Valley will improve his cultivation in a short period of time, and even finally step into the true realm, condense the Tao Fruit, and become a true demon.

Although this black fragment depicts a figure, it can almost be concluded that what is recorded on it is an extremely superior magic skill!

This kind of magic power can even affect the martial arts deity!

The martial arts deity felt something strange and quickly broke free.

Even the remaining dark magic marks on his body were washed away by his blood.

The martial arts deity uses the martial arts furnace to nourish hundreds of scriptures and refine the techniques, but he will not really be restricted by these scriptures and techniques.

His foundation is martial arts, and the purpose of refining scriptures and techniques is to gain a glimpse of the mysteries of heaven and earth from these scriptures and create his own Tao and Dharma!

The master of martial arts will browse many scriptures and techniques, and even try to practice them, but he will not fall into them and will not leave any traces on his body.

If you want to create a Dharma that is different from the three paths of immortals, Buddhas and demons, you can only succeed if you get rid of the influence of these three Dharma.

The martial arts master's current combat power is far more powerful than Qinglian's real body, but his realm has reached a bottleneck and it is difficult to make any breakthroughs.

If he wants to go further, he must first create the next step.

In front of him was darkness and an abyss.

The 'Tao' must be created first before it is possible to move forward!

But Qinglian's real body is different.

Although Qinglian's real body's cultivation level is not as good as that of the martial arts master, his future is clear. After the immortal, he will reach the true level.

After the True First Realm, there is the Cave Heaven Realm.

After the Cave Heaven Realm, there is the Imperial Realm.

The path of spiritual practice is like a towering mountain.

In front of Qinglian's true body, ancestors had already paved stone steps with blood and bones. He only had to climb up the steps.

The martial arts master needs to rely on his own strength to carve out stone steps on this mountain peak and then climb up.

In comparison, it is easier for Qinglian's true form to reach the top of the mountain.

"Do you recognize this residual picture?"

The martial arts deity’s consciousness moved and he asked through a message.

Sirius comes from the upper realm, knows the Prison Suppressing Cauldron, knows many ancient secrets, and is most likely to know the origin of this fragmented picture.

"do not know."

Tianlang said: "However, this residual picture is quite old, maybe even older than me! What should be recorded on it is an extremely powerful magic power."

This is the same as the martial arts deity’s judgment.

Although the magic power on the black residual picture can plunder the vitality of the world crazily, it is extremely domineering.

But no matter how you say it, it is not as terrifying as the martial arts furnace!

The martial arts furnace can directly refine an entire Yuanling mine!

Of course, this black residual picture is still of great help to him.

If I want to take another step forward in martial arts, I have to read a lot of scriptures on martial arts.

The more advanced and powerful the scripture skills are, the more helpful they will be to him after being smelted in the furnace of martial arts and gaining a glimpse of its secrets.

Back then, in the place where Su Zimo preached, it was because he received many inheritances, accumulated a lot of experience, and accumulated over five thousand years that he finally established his religion and spread his power across the world.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, a heavy cough came from the side, interrupting the meditation of the martial arts deity.

Although Yan Beichen escaped from trouble, he has suffered too much torture over the years, and it is only through the hatred in his heart that he can survive until now.

Now that he was out of the crisis, his heart felt lighter, his hatred faded a little, and the injuries in his body completely exploded.

Yan Beichen's face turned pale, and he coughed out a few mouthfuls of black blood. The life breath in his body was extremely weak, and it was already exhausted!

In Yan Beichen's sea of consciousness, his soul was full of cracks and dim.

If this continues, Yan Beichen will die if he can't last long!

The martial arts master looked at Yan Beichen and frowned.

Although his combat power was strong and his skills were superb, he was unable to do anything about Yan Beichen's injuries.

There was never any magic bullet in his storage bag, and he didn't need one.

What's more, even if there is any panacea now, it can't save Yan Beichen.

Even Qixia Immortal Ginseng can only heal Shura's physical body, but not his soul.

Whether it is the upper world or the lower world, the panacea that can cure the soul is too rare.

And Yan Beichen's injuries were too serious!

"Brother Yan..."

The martial arts deity called out softly, with a heavy heart.

"Ah… "

Yan Beichen seemed to have had a premonition of his own end, and he smiled pretending to be relaxed and said, "Zimo, you don't have to worry. If you die, you will die. I just happened to be in the underworld, so I have a chance to see Pianran."

The martial arts master sighed in his heart.

Qin Pianran's death was a huge blow to Yan Beichen.

Over the years, if he had not been obsessed with finding the illusory underworld and the mysterious six realms of reincarnation, he would not have been able to ascend, and he would have died in the Wild Continent long ago!

However, the martial arts master learned from Tianlang that if he had not cultivated to the Kong Ming stage of the True First Realm, even if he died and entered the underworld, Yan Beichen would not be able to find Qin Pianran.

The two people's cultivation level is not enough. When they enter the six realms of reincarnation, their memories of past lives will inevitably be erased and they will be reincarnated.

The fate between the two of them in this life has been severed.

No matter Yan Beichen lives or dies, he cannot change it.

"Woo!"

At this moment, a small beast's cry came from not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a white shadow rushed over at an extremely fast speed. It came to Yan Beichen's feet and kept spinning, making a whimpering sound.

This is an arm-length white ferret with hair as white as snow, without a trace of color.

White Marten's dark eyes were sparkling with tears and full of worry.

"It's you."

Yan Beichen looked at Bai Diao and wanted to bend down to caress Bai Diao's cheek, but his injuries caused him to kneel on the ground and couldn't help but laugh miserably.

"This white ferret is something I met after I ascended. It is somewhat spiritual."

Yan Beichen murmured softly: "I didn't expect that after I was in trouble, you never left."

After a short pause, Yan Beichen said, "It's a pity that I have to leave first this time."

Woohoo!

The ferret moaned in a low voice, like weeping and complaining, which was heartbreaking to hear.

"Master, I have a way, maybe I can save him."

At this moment, in the silver mask, the voice of Sirius sounded in the sea of consciousness of the martial arts master.