Seven Hundred and Seventieth Chapters: All Out
The talisman turned gently, and a faint coercion spread out in all directions, forming circles of blurred light clusters.
It's a pity that under the brilliance of the peerless divine thunder, Xiao Chen's talisman, which can amaze the world in the outside world, seems a bit eclipsed here.
The artistic conception is invisible, but the will is tangible. To condense the artistic conception into will, most people in the world will imitate the weapon they are good at, whether it is a knife or a sword or a rob.
There are also amazing talents, stunning talents, peerless evildoers, and whimsical ideas. There will be great courage to simulate one's will into legendary birds and beasts, such as phoenix, real dragon, unicorn, or golden crow and kunpeng.
But this kind of divine beast has a big problem, that is, the Martial Dao Era has long since disappeared, and there are occasional rumors, but they are only a flash in the pan, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake.
If you haven't seen the real thing, even if you are amazingly talented, outstanding in nature, and in the formation of will, there will always be a lack of such a charm.
Xiao Chen is different, he doesn't know the level of the talisman in the light group, but it is definitely an existence above the divine talisman.
If such a talisman can be subdued, it can easily seriously injure a real dragon if released. The owner of the talisman seal should be the most peak existence in the Immortal Era.
To make such a talisman seal, I don't know how many gods and beasts' blood are needed, and all kinds of rare treasures from heaven and earth are needed. After all the materials are prepared, it can't be made without a few hundred years.
Xiao Chen used it as the incarnation of his will. In the era of martial arts, it can be said that there is no one before or since. Even people who are a little higher than him cannot block his sharpness.
When the two confront each other, Xiao Chen will definitely have the last laugh.
"receive!"
Looking at the talismans floating in the air, Xiao Chen, who had rested for a long time, said softly. The will talisman turned into a majestic aura and escaped between the eyebrows,
The moment the talisman escaped into the sea of consciousness, Xiao Chen's whole aura suddenly changed, and an invisible prestige spread out without being able to circulate.
Now a martial artist whose cultivation base is lower than Xiao Chen's, if he gets close to him, even if Xiao Chen does nothing, he will feel a burst of pressure from the mental level.
Not to mention meeting Xiao Chen's gaze, one glance will make one feel timid and fearful.
This is the power of will. On that day, at the place where the bones were buried in Longgang, An Junxi in the Thunder Palace, when the thunder will came out, everyone was stunned on the spot.
Whether it was intentional or unintentional, as long as it was within the scope of the brilliance of his will, all of them were affected, and there was a moment of sluggishness.
It's hard to imagine how his enemies, the five demon cultivators who were especially targeted, felt at that time.
If it is known that An Junxi has comprehended the will, I am afraid that there will be no one at all, and he will not dare to compete with An Junxi for the keel.
"Hehe, Xiao Chen congratulates you. Back then, Lei Di was the first genius who comprehended his will in nearly ten thousand years, and he was already twenty-five years old. You are only twenty-two years old now, and you have comprehended your own will. I am afraid that only those geniuses in ancient times comparable."
Ao Jiao slowly floated down, sincerely happy for Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen said calmly: "Now is the golden age of warriors that is rare in ten thousand years, the peak of the era of martial arts... The peak will come again, there are countless geniuses and evildoers, and the Kunlun world is so big, it may not be that no one has comprehended the will sooner. "
Ao Jiao smiled slightly and said: "Mo Qianqian, by the way, what is the incarnation of your will, I have never seen it, and I have never heard of someone imitating their own incarnation like this. "
The incarnation of the will is quite critical, to a large extent, it will determine the quality of the will, thus affecting the actual combat effectiveness.
Generally speaking, they will be condensed into the weapons of their own cultivation, which is more aggressive, and can also increase the power of their own martial arts invisibly. Pingnan's more talented fighters will condense their will into living creatures, making them spiritual, and even forming new lives to become their own incarnations.
The peerless evildoer will aim even bigger, and his courage is unparalleled. He will directly condense his will into a legendary beast, but the difficulties and challenges he will face will also be greater.
The Three Sacred Lands of the Tianwu Domain have a special advantage in this regard. Their martial souls are legendary beasts, and it is much easier to condense their will into a beast.
However, excluding the lost Longmen, there are only three holy places in the world, and this can only be seen as an example. After all, the martial souls of most warriors are ordinary worldly objects, and under normal circumstances, they only have the function of condensing and storing true energy.
Xiao Chen's condensed will is neither a weapon nor a spirit beast, nor is it a legendary beast, a talisman that no one has seen before.
Hearing this, Xiao Chen said in a strange way: "Thunder Emperor, I have never seen the true face of that divine thunder back then."
Aojiao shook his head and said: "No, Thunder Emperor was only in the realm of Martial Saints back then, and the small thousand worlds inside were too far away, so he could only see thousands of dragon-shaped lightnings with his perception, but he didn't see the real divine thunder .”
It is not surprising to say that, Xiao Chen also relied on his divine sense and risked his life to try thousands of times before seeing the true face of Shenlei.
However, seeing the true face of Shenlei also dispelled Xiao Chen's other speculation that this Shenlei was not left by the God of War.
Whether there is a Valkyrie in the world is still a mystery, and this "divine thunder" can't prove anything.
After briefly explaining why the talisman was transformed into such a shape, Xiao Chen began to become proficient in some changes in his own strength after comprehending his will.
Ao Jiao smiled slightly, and started her cultivation again. This place is of great help to her recovery of strength, so she can't waste time.
Xiao Chen checked his Heavenly Sacred Laws. The number of one hundred Heavenly Sacred Laws has not changed, but because of his will, he has become stronger.
From the thickness of a little finger to the thickness of a thumb, the baptism of Shenlei's will seems to have also affected the law of heaven, making his law of heaven more tenacious.
During the dance, there is a sense of power, and in the dark, there is also a coercion of will.
If he met the elder of the Xuan family now, Xiao Chen would be able to overwhelm the opponent in an instant in the competition of the power of the heavenly laws, and mercilessly smashed his heavenly laws one by one.
In another six months, the time agreed with Bai Wuxue will come. With his talent, he will definitely not stand still.
Xiao Chen thought about it for a while, and decided not to go out in a hurry, so he practiced penance here for three months, further strengthened his true essence, and took advantage of the special environment here to consolidate his cultivation base.
By the way, let's comprehend the martial skill Thunder Step that he got from Mo Lingtian.
Lei Bu speeded up explosively, the first time he saw Mo Lingtian perform, Xiao Chen felt a strong interest, and felt that there was a lot to learn from.
Although the Kunpeng Fist left by King Tianpeng has only one move, it still takes time to learn it.
There is also that dark remnant picture, which has not been purified. When leaving, you have to take a time to purify it. As for when to absorb it, it is another matter.
Three months seems like a lot, but in this way, there is actually no extra time to waste.
It's just that he didn't know that the Yinyue Linghu clan didn't intend to let him go, as long as he went out, he would face three genuine low-rank martial saints.
The white mist lingers all year round. For tens of thousands of years, it has never been heard that anyone has come out of the misty lake.
What is there in the lake, and why do people get lost? The Forbidden Misty Lake has always been full of various mysterious colors in the vast and boundless demon realm.
There have been several kings and emperors in history who wanted to find out, but they dared not go any further after going 10,000 meters deep.
Mingrui felt that the things existing in the center of the lake had completely surpassed the existence of the King and the Great Emperor, and it was very possible that they were related to the legendary Martial God, or the peerless powerhouse from the last era.
It's not them who can venture to find out.
At this moment, on the shore, the three elders of the Xuan family and dozens of half-sages of the Xuan family were all chatting listlessly.
Great Elder Xuan Ming, although he has given the task of guarding this place for three months, everyone knows that this is just a show to appease the Patriarch's anger.
Even Emperor Wu couldn't get out of this misty lake, so how could a small half-sage come out, if he really got out, the whole demon realm would be a sensation.
"Hehe, Xuanfeng, you are really capable. You can't catch up with even the little half-sages. We have been sitting here for three months."
There are three elders of the Xuan family here, besides Xuan Feng who fought with Xiao Chen before, there are also Xuan Ye and Xuan Shui, the one who is speaking at this moment is Xuan Shui who has always been at odds with Xuan Feng.
The ten semi-sages in the rear also looked quite unhappy, but due to Xuanfeng's status, they couldn't say much.
Forty semi-sages and three martial saints, the Xuan family spent a lot of money to kill Xiao Chen. It seems that Xuan Yu's death really angered the head of the Xuan family.
With such strength, it is almost equivalent to one-third of the power of the Xuan family, and they are mobilized.
It's a pity that Xiao Chen hid in the Misty Lake, so that this rather powerful team has nowhere to use their strength, sitting here, and can't leave privately against the order.
Xuanfeng said angrily: "Xuanye, what do you mean, you taunted me in front of the Great Elder earlier, I have endured it, and dare to speak teasingly."
Xuan Shui confronted each other and said: "Am I wrong? If it weren't for your mediocre strength, how could you give that kid the chance to enter Misty Lake? Why should I waste three months waiting?"
The fight with Xiao Chen made Xuanfeng extremely depressed, and he lost his good temper. He shouted: "You have the ability, then you rush in and bring me the boy's head."
"you……"
Seeing that the two were arguing more and more fiercely, Xuan Ye had no choice but to become an old peacemaker: "Okay, don't argue, the time limit will be up when the sun sets today, this son will definitely die if he enters the Misty Lake, and he can be regarded as able to deal with the Patriarch gone."
"Several veterans, there seems to be some movement in there!"
At this moment, a semi-sage from the Xuan family behind suddenly said uncomfortably.
Xuanfeng and the others stopped talking and looked in the direction of his finger, only to see the thick mist on the lake in the distance, as if an invisible sword flew by, split in half like a canvas.
"This is?"
Xuan Feng was stunned, and suddenly a bad premonition welled up in his heart.
The thick fog in front of him automatically parted, and a figure that Xuanfeng didn't want to see appeared, with delicate facial features, white clothes fluttering, long black hair, and a pair of deep and boundless eyes.