Chapter 128 The Soul-Slaying Knife

Standing on a high platform, Shang Mo watched quietly.

In his line of sight, above Chen Changming's body, an extremely thick line of fate was spreading, spreading towards a certain existence in the dark.

This is the order of the Spirit King inherited by Chen Changming, which is extremely clear in Shang Zhong's eyes, and its connection is extremely close, almost reaching the point of being inseparable.

In the nothingness, as the connection between Chen Changming and Lingwang Zhiming deepened, it seemed that some kind of power was feeding back, just like this feeding back to Chen Changming, and blessing his body.

Faintly, it seems like the incarnation of the spirit king.

In the four directions, although the thread of fate on the other inheritors of the Spirit King is still there, when facing Chen Changming at this moment, they are all suppressed without exception, and they cannot compete with him at all.

This is the result of the same thread of destiny meeting a higher level of existence.

After beings with the same fate meet, the person with the higher fate will inevitably suppress the other existences.

It is an inevitable result to fight for fate.

"interesting."

Seeing Chen Changming stepping out from below, with a calm face and a vigor of his own, Shang finally couldn't help but smile, and a strong interest arose in his heart.

A few days ago, Chen Changming's fate was not like this.

At that time, he met Chen Changming for the first time. Although Chen Changming's destiny of the Spirit King was clear, it was only good, far from reaching this level.

But in just a few days, he has reached this point, with such obvious changes.

What is the reason for this?

Shang Mo was very curious about this.

In addition, he is also very interested in the next evolution of the situation.

"According to the results of the original deduction, the successor to the Spirit King's order will not appear until several years later."

He looked at Chen Changming below, with a slight smile on his face: "But according to the current trend, this kid is likely to replace the original heir to the order of the Spirit King and become the Living Spirit King."

"The originally destined few nodes suddenly changed."

"As expected of an unexpected variable?"

With anticipation in his heart, he just looked at Chen Changming below, wanting to see what Chen Changming would do next.

Beside him, Zhao Zheng held his hand nervously, praying for Chen Changming sincerely in his heart.

Under the gaze of several dark eyes, Chen Changming walked forward slowly.

A roar came slowly.

Sensing the arrival of Chen Changming in front of him, fear flashed in the eyes of the deformed man in front of him, and he kept roaring there, trying to deter Chen Changming so that he would not move forward.

However, listening to the screams from the man in front of him, Chen Changming's expression was stern, without saying a word, his footsteps and movements were coordinated like never before, without any change.

He approached slowly like this, walking towards the front.

Roar! !

In front of his eyes, the deformed man let out roars, and then his face turned hard. Driven by the power of the spirit king in his body, the evil thoughts in his body finally broke out, and he rushed towards Chen Changming.

boom! !

A faint sound sounded at this moment, accompanied by the flickering of the long knife, and the sound of suddenly pulling it out resounded.

Standing on the spot, looking at the oncoming man, Chen Changming's face was stern, and the black long knife in his hand was pulled out suddenly.

At this moment, his aura changed suddenly.

A palpitating killing intent flickered, as if he had transformed into a demon, and his aura changed drastically at this moment, making one feel extremely palpitating at first glance.

The terrifying aura was erupting, and the mad killing intent that made the scalp tingle was tilted, and it was instilled in the long knife, and it was pressed forward with a bang.

Spirit King, the sword that slaughters spirits!

Crazy murderous thoughts are brewing.

At this moment, the evil thoughts accumulated in the past few days exploded together, and exploded suddenly at this moment.

The pure evil thoughts were mobilized by Chen Changming and acted as the most terrifying weapon. They were poured into the long knife with a spiritual attack method, and it was cut down with a bang.

This knife to kill spirits is a knife created by Chen Changming himself. It is a lore knife based on the heart sword and the spirit of the imperial envoy in the Lingwanglu, and the long sword of the Mingyuan saber technique, based on evil thoughts.

Nian Chong's soul, the knife cuts the flesh!

As soon as the knife was released, at this moment, Chen Changming seemed to be transformed into a demon, pouring all the power of the spirit king into his body, and made the ultimate knife.

boom! !

A faint crisp sound erupted at this moment.

The face of the deformed man in front of him gradually became sluggish, the brilliance in his eyes began to dim, and the original mental fluctuations slowly disappeared at this moment, as if I had lost my spirit and spirit in an instant.

Then, there was another slight explosion.

In the same place, his body exploded directly, and the flesh and blood scattered all over the ground, so that it was scattered on the ground.

The black blood sprayed out, and then splashed, directly covering several meters of land.

Chen Changming's face returned to calm.

He put away the long knife, glanced at the corpse of the man beside him, then turned around silently, and returned to his own prison.

After he left, it took a long time before the intermittent sounds continued to sound around him.

Looking at Chen Changming's back, no matter how many powerful inheritors of the spirit king they are at this moment, they can't help but feel palpitations and feel a great fear.

It was like seeing a king who could decide their life and death.

A strong instinct is emerging, which makes them instinctively raise all kinds of fears and feel a sense of uneasiness.

This is the restraint of fate, and it is emerging in the hearts of these spirit king inheritors at this moment.

However, Chen Changming's actions had another performance in the eyes of other people.

"good."

On the high platform, in another place, sitting with Xia Qi, looking at Chen Changming's saber just now, the golden robe elder's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help applauding it.

"Using the spirit king's evil thoughts as the driving force, and using the spirit king's record as a means to execute it, with a single strike, not only kills the opponent, but also tilts out the evil thoughts in one's body in one breath."

He couldn't help but applaud: "What a genius!"

On the side, Xia Qi's face couldn't help being solemn, and he said at this moment: "Judging from the knife just now, he has already mastered the Lingwang Record, at least he has mastered the first three levels."

"this"

His face was serious, and he couldn't help hesitating when he said this.

At this moment, only half a month has passed since he handed over the Lingwanglu to Chen Changming.

In just half a month, Chen Changming had actually trained Ling Wanglu to the point in front of him.

If this speed is said, it is really shocking.

"There are so many geniuses and evildoers in this world, so it's not a big deal to be able to do this."

Compared to Xia Qi's seriousness, the golden-robed elder at the side seemed very calm and didn't care about it: "If he is really a mortal, how could he control his own evil thoughts, and even swung that saber just now."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face: "Send someone over there and give him the rest of the Lingwanglu."

After the words fell, Xia Qi couldn't help but look slightly sideways: "Is that really the case?"

"I've said it before."

Sitting at the side, the golden-robed elder said lightly, "If he can really record the Spirit King training session in a short period of time, it doesn't matter if I give him the whole set of Spirit King records."

"Now that he has achieved this, I will naturally not be stingy, old man."

"in this way."

Hearing what the golden-robed elder said, Xia Qiqiu nodded, but his face still seemed a little hesitant: "It's just Elder Sacred Heart."

The martial arts of the Lingzong have their own divisions, among which the martial art of Lingwanglu is one of the most important inheritances of the Lingzong. It does not belong to the golden-robed elder in front of him, but is inherited by another elder of the Sacred Heart.

In theory, even if Elder Jinpao and Elder Sacred Heart are one of the three elders of the Lingzong, he is not qualified to hand over the martial arts inherited from other elders to others without authorization.

This is the foundation of inheritance and cannot be ignored.

"give him."

Facing Xia Qi's hesitation, the golden-robed elder's expression was very calm, and he just said lightly: "If Sacred Heart asks, let him come and find the old man himself."

"this"

Looking at the golden-robed elder beside him, Xia Qi showed a wry smile on his face, but finally he could only nod his head in agreement.

While talking, his eyes were also looking down, looking at Chen Changming in the distance.

At this moment, at the bottom, Chen Changming had already returned to his prison alone, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and rested quietly.

Looking at him like this, it seems that he has not been affected by the power of the spirit king he absorbed just now, and his face is still very calm at the moment.

Looking at Chen Changming's appearance, recalling his previous performance, Xia Qi couldn't help but nodded secretly, and slowly began to look forward to it.

Not far away, Shang Mo was also watching.

"it's over."

Seeing Chen Changming's appearance, Shang Mo smiled, looked at Zhao Zheng in front of him: "Zheng'er, let's go."

"Don't you need to do something?"

Looking at Shang Mo, Zhao Zheng seemed a little puzzled: "Grandpa, didn't you say before that we came here to help Brother Chang Ming?"

"That was before."

Shang Zhong's face was calm, and he smiled at Xiao Zhao Zheng: "Just seeing your elder brother Changming like this, you don't need my help anymore, old man."

"He is enough to handle everything by himself, and he doesn't need me to intervene."

"If I intervene too much, maybe it will affect his performance."

"Let's go."

With Zhao Zheng, he left slowly and left this place.

Inside the prison.

Looking at Chen Changming, who was meditating silently in the room beside him, looking very calm, Wen Liuhe couldn't help but say, "Hey, are you okay?"

"fine."

Listening to Wen Liuhe's voice, Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes: "I can't die yet."

After the familiar voice fell, Wen Liuhe breathed a sigh of relief: "It's much more normal now."

"You don't know how terrifying your previous appearance was."

"no way."

Sitting on the head of the bed, looking at Wen Liuhe on the side, Chen Changming smiled: "There are too many evil thoughts accumulated, if you don't express them in this way, it will only affect your mind."

"Now let it out, and it'll be fine."

He spoke so softly, his voice seemed very peaceful.

Wen Liuhe couldn't help but look at Chen Changming carefully.