Chapter 1162 Spirit Boat

survive

In other places, I am afraid that no one cares about this at all.

But here, it seems that even surviving is a kind of torture.

Ning Xiaochuan watched the young man in white leave. Although he knew that he was seeing a god in front of him, he clearly felt a wave of decadence and despair from the young man in white's back.

Being able to make the gods so decadent and desperate, this alone made Ning Xiaochuan feel heavy.

After all, he didn't want to die in such a place inexplicably, and he didn't want to involve Ning Xiner and others in such a place.

Glancing at the stone mountain in front of him, Ning Xiaochuan flew away towards the distance.

He wanted to personally verify what the young man in white said.

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three months later.

On the desolate ice field, a bald monk with a compassionate face sits here.

Around this monk, dozens of corpses were scattered messily.

However, the monk didn't seem to see these corpses, and just sat in the middle of them blankly.

buzz

The blood ring under the figure's feet suddenly glowed blood red again.

"It's coming again, why is it still coming, don't come..."

Seeing the light of the blood ring under his feet, the monk jumped up in fear and yelled frantically.

But his cry had no effect at all. As the blood ring under his feet became more and more bright, several figures suddenly appeared around the monk.

Among these figures, more than half of them were bald like this monk.

"Second Senior Brother, Junior Junior Brother... and Younger Sister, you are all here, haha, you are all here." Looking across these sudden figures, the monk showed a mad look on his face.

Before these figures could stand firmly here, the monk rushed forward with a face full of madness, beating these figures to bloody flesh and killing them all.

kill everyone here,

This monk was already drenched in blood, like a demon king who had walked out of hell.

But what is even more trembling is the madness emanating from him, even his eyes turned blood red at this moment.

"I have been serving the Buddha for two thousand years. I have always accumulated good deeds and never done evil. Why should I be punished like this? All my relatives and friends have died in my hands. If this is the way to become a Buddha, then I would rather become a Buddha." magic."

A growling sound came from the monk's mouth. He had a ferocious expression, and he had completely lost the compassionate expression he had before.

Roaring continuously in his mouth, the monk rushed to the distance.

After the figure of the monk disappeared, Ning Xiaochuan's figure slowly reappeared where he was originally.

"Fo Guang couldn't bear it in the end, and it's only been three months."

Looking at the figure that disappeared in the distance, Ning Xiaochuan sighed.

This Buddhist monk is also a newcomer in this space. When Ning Xiaochuan first met him, he was the same as Ning Xiaochuan before him, knowing nothing at all.

Relying on his own will, Buddha Guang easily broke away from the blood ring world. However, Fo Guang simply dismissed what Ning Xiaochuan told him about the rules of survival in this space.

In other words, the Buddha's light, which is dedicated to the Buddha, is not willing to believe that such an evil space exists.

Therefore, he chose to fight against the rules here.

In the first month, Foguang's friends were brought to him by the power of the blood ring. Moreover, these friends of his were all controlled by the blood ring. After appearing, they started fighting each other, and finally all died in front of Foguang.

In the second month, Foguang's master and some of his brothers were brought here by the power of the blood ring, and then killed each other in front of Foguang.

In the third month, which is now, all of Fo Guang's remaining relatives and friends finally appeared here. These people also became the last straw that crushed Buddha's light.

In the end, Fo Guang, like most of the people who fell here, became a crazy demigod, a lunatic who only knew how to kill.

Although the friendship between Ning Xiaochuan and Fo Guang is not deep, seeing Fo Guang come to this point, he feels quite uncomfortable.

It is Buddha Guang who has become like this now, and it may be him Ning Xiaochuan in the future.

Ning Xiaochuan didn't dare to imagine how he would react if one day Ning Xiner and others all died in front of him.

"Perhaps when the time comes, I will be as crazy as the Buddha's light."

Ning Xiaochuan took a deep breath, and the sadness and depression on his face were swept away, replaced by a wave of determination and unyielding.

"Since this place was also created by people, it means that as long as my strength is strong enough, I will be able to break through this space sooner or later."

Clenching his hands tightly together, Ning Xiaochuan strode towards the distance.

Stay alive and improve your strength.

After knowing the cruelty here, Ning Xiaochuan has only one thought left in his mind.

In the first year in the Land of Nine Nethers, Ning Xiaochuan found a way to improve his godhead. The ten thousand dharma godhead in his body can even absorb the laws of other people's godhead directly out of thin air after using a certain special method.

After groping for this point, after Ning Xiaochuan hunts down other demigods, he will immediately completely absorb the virtual godhead in his body.

Relying on this method, the number of laws contained in Ning Xiaochuan Wanfa Godhead is increasing.

At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan even has a feeling that the godhead in his body is simply a storage pool, and those different laws are the water in the pool.

After the water in the pool is filled, Ning Xiaochuan himself can't predict what will happen to this godhead.

In the third year in the Land of Nine Nethers, Ning Xiaochuan met a demigod who was both an enemy and a friend, named Situ Lang. The two fought countless times, but neither could do anything to the other.

In the fifth year of the Land of Nine Nethers, Ning Xiaochuan had a problem with his practice. At this time, he discovered that although his virtual godhead absorbed more and more laws, his own realm was still difficult to improve.

In other words, Ning Xiaochuan's realm has remained at the first level of the Sub-God Realm.

In the twelfth year of the Nine Nether Lands, Ning Xiaochuan created a practice method of engraving the law on the white bone beads. With this method, his realm finally began to improve.

The white bone beads were originally indestructible, and no force could leave traces on them.

However, Ning Xiaochuan borrowed the power of the laws in the virtual godhead, and spent more than three years with water dripping through stones, and finally carved the rules of the World-Exterminating Sword Art on the white bone beads.

So far, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation has finally been promoted to the second level of demigod.

Afterwards, it took another year for Ning Xiaochuan to inscribe the law of destroying evil spirits on the white bone beads, and Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation was immediately promoted to the third level of the demigod.

As long as other demigods comprehend the law, they can improve their realm.

But when it came to Ning Xiaochuan, it was completely different. After comprehending the law, Ning Xiaochuan still needs to spend time engraving it on the white bone beads, and then it is possible to improve his realm.

Then it took several years, and Ning Xiaochuan's realm was raised from the third level of demigod all the way to the seventh level of demigod.

At this moment, his power in terms of laws has surpassed that of his physical body.

In the thirty-first year of the Land of Nine Nethers, Ning Xiaochuan, who was sitting cross-legged in a dark cave, suddenly opened his eyes.

"My realm has been promoted to the ninth level of demigods. The laws I comprehended before have all been integrated into the white bone beads. Next, as long as I integrate the divine way into the white bone beads, I am afraid that I will be able to condense the real godhead .”

He kept thinking in his heart, but Ning Xiaochuan's expression was extremely cold, almost without any expression.

In the Land of Nine Nethers for more than 30 years, Ning Xiaochuan has killed 370 people one after another. These people have demigods, and there are also existences that are much weaker than demigods.

At the beginning, Ning Xiaochuan killed only those who were already insane. But later, as long as Ning Xiaochuan met people, Ning Xiaochuan would kill them directly.

Killing people in this kind of place is actually a kind of relief for the victim.

Of course, when killing people, Ning Xiaochuan had also been hunted and killed by others several times. If he hadn't been alert enough, he might have died in the hands of others at this moment.

Under such an environment, Ning Xiaochuan's thinking has long been matured, and he is determined to do things many times more decisively than before, and the joy and anger in his heart will not be expressed at all.

"I don't know if there will be any changes in my godhead when I become a god." Ning Xiaochuan thought to himself, and stood up directly at the same time.

Ning Xiaochuan still doesn't know much about this strange godhead in his body.

Except for the name of this godhead that seems to be called Wanfa Godhead from Longhuang's memory, all other information about this godhead is all that Ning Xiaochuan found out in the land of nine seclusion.

Ning Xiaochuan has absorbed at least a thousand different laws in the godhead at this moment, but the sum of these laws is still not enough for this godhead to start evolving.

Ning Xiaochuan was also very helpless about this.

If he hadn't vaguely felt that as long as he continued to pay attention to the law in the godhead, the godhead would definitely change, I am afraid that Ning Xiaochuan would have given up at this moment and continued to pour laws into the godhead.

"Ning Xiaochuan, come out and fight." Ning Xiaochuan had just stood up when a voice suddenly came from his ear.

Hearing this voice, a smile flashed on the corner of Ning Xiaochuan's mouth.

The person speaking at this moment is exactly Situ Lang, the only friend he has made in this Nine Nether Land for more than 30 years.

In a flash, Ning Xiaochuan's figure disappeared into the cave.

After a while, there were bursts of roaring sounds from outside the cave.

...

The long river of time and space was originally just a river of illusion.

But now, in the long river of time and space, there is a small boat with no visible color floating.

The boat is small and can only accommodate two people at most.

At this moment, a hazy figure stood quietly at a position on the Xiao Zhou. Although his figure is somewhat illusory, just standing here, he carries an ancient, powerful, magnificent, compassionate vitality... and so on, which represent all the good things in the world.

This hazy figure looked down at the long river of time and space under his feet, as if he was scanning the small fish wandering in the river.

Suddenly, the vision of this hazy figure condensed in a few separate spaces like soap bubbles in the long river of time and space.

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