Chapter 237 The Riot of Higher Death Qi (First update, please subscribe!)
At the last moment, he took a quick look at his own condition and used his mental power and spatial perception to confirm that there was no one around.
Fang Ling then stroked every inch of his martial soul with his hands, flicked the sickle blade lightly, and felt a sense of satisfaction when he heard the dull metallic vibration.
He took a deep breath, and then in anticipation, he added all 18,000 points to his martial soul.
There were no unusual phenomena, and the circulation of the elemental energy of heaven and earth was not affected at all.
Fang Ling felt his martial soul tremble slightly, and then he regained his calm.
This is only superficial tranquility.
He could see that changes were quietly arising from the depths of his martial soul.
The mysterious and pure power of death slowly penetrates and permeates the essence of the Death Scythe.
The Sinnoh pattern on the sickle was originally made of an extraordinary metal, which was indestructible under the effect of Toughness Lv8. However, at this moment, it turned into a pool of flowing liquid, becoming a strange liquid creature that kept changing and fluctuating.
A light grey halo was released from it, and the lines became more subtle and mysterious.
"This kind of pattern..." Fang Ling felt his soul gradually becoming hot.
He was stunned at first, then he suddenly remembered that Dugu Bo once mentioned that part of the martial spirit is composed of the soul.
Although this conjecture has not been confirmed, many supporting evidences make it seem true and credible.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to add points to his martial soul, Fang Ling gained a deeper understanding of this.
The changes in the patterns on the martial soul do not come out of nothingness. They are continuously extended and expanded on the basis of the original patterns, becoming more complex.
This is an autonomous change of the martial soul, an evolution before the martial soul transformed into the Death Scythe.
Does the multiplication of the same vein correspond to death, or is it something that comes with the upgrade of the martial spirit? Fang Ling didn't know, but just quietly took in all the changes that happened.
The lines on the surface are growing rapidly, even appearing violent, while the changes in power deep inside are much gentler due to the guidance of the power of death.
Gradually, more and more energy from heaven and earth was absorbed into the martial soul.
In order to bear this ultimate force of death, this attribute of death derived from the higher-level death energy, it is passively accepting strengthening and baptism.
As time passed, the lines finally stopped changing.
There was a moment of stagnation at first, and then a ray of death light flashed across the sky that made people unable to look away.
The light flowed on the sickle for a moment and then suddenly exploded!
Like a flash of light in the distance, the rising sun on the horizon, Fang Ling's body shook instantly.
With his body as the center, a halo of desperate death spread out in all directions!
Soul power is derived from the martial soul and is closely related to the martial soul. Changes in the martial soul will naturally cause the soul power to transform.
Fang Ling could clearly feel that the quality of his soul power, which already surpassed that of ordinary people, was further improving, with the ultimate death attribute added to it.
Even with his tough meridians and strong physique, he felt a bit of pressure at this moment.
His bulging muscles contracted slightly, making him look more harmonious.
There has been no major change in figure, but there have been subtle changes in appearance.
The originally jet-black hair gradually turned gray, and the shining red-gold eyes were also infected by the ultimate power of death, becoming slightly dim and adding a touch of gray tones of death.
It exudes a kind of disillusioned, depressing and dead beauty.
There is nothing that can be imagined and nothing that can be described.
But the change in appearance is gratifying. In the original trajectory, Tang San evolved from Blue Silver Grass to Blue Silver Emperor, and his appearance also changed. The same should be true for him.
The change in appearance indicates that the martial soul has evolved completely and is becoming a true high-level martial soul.
Previously, Lv7 could only be considered half. If we look at it based on the points, the Death Scythe after its essential evolution could only be considered one-sixth of a truly high-level martial spirit.
Fang Ling's heart beat slower, but became stronger and more powerful, and each beat was accompanied by violent shaking of the body.
The surging energy waves surged out of his body like a tide. Within the area with a radius of fifty meters centered on him, waves of increasingly stronger and stronger death power began to riot.
No matter what kind of building it is, no matter how solid and luxurious it is, it will quickly be stained with a dilapidated and gray color.
Suddenly, "Boom!" A muffled sound burst out from Fang Ling's heart, and the surging death wave in the outside world was stirred up by this sound, creating a huge death tsunami.
His body seemed to be squeezed by endless force, and the pain of the impending explosion made his face grim and his teeth clenched.
But this is not the most dangerous situation. The most dangerous thing is the dense and insoluble divine power of death that tightly wraps the whole person.
Even if it was from his previous life, and he was born with extremely strong affinity, because the level of power was too high, he, the owner, would fall into depravity, as if he was going to perish.
This is a power far beyond his level, this is the power of God! If the panel had not intervened in time, an invisible force would have bound him, and I am afraid that as soon as the specialty began to solidify, this god-level death power would have turned his body, soul and everything into ashes.
It's worthy of being called a panel! Fang Ling felt a little relieved. The plug-in was indeed powerful.
Under the heavy influence of the power of death, it is impossible for anyone to launch a sneak attack.
Even the little bat, the King of Killing, can't get close to him.
Fang Ling calmly closed his eyes, enduring the subtle feeling of impending death, and experiencing the process of rapid growth of strength.
This was an undisguised act, and a huge amount of the energy of heaven and earth was sucked away, forming a vortex of heaven and earth that was seen by the entire City of Slaughter.
They knew that this was a forbidden area set up by Fang Ling, but they still gathered around involuntarily, wanting to find out what was going on.
Some people were thrown into it, but in just a moment, they were wiped out by the power of death, their bodies turned into ashes, and their souls were thrown into the kingdom of death.
Most people looked at this vast power with awe in their hearts, not daring to get closer or even take a second look.
It was so vast that it seemed as if the world would crumble beneath it. The power of collapse was so overwhelming that they could feel the decline of their souls just by looking at it.
Among them, the King of Killing is the most powerful.
His level is the highest. This is from Tang Chen's body. Although he cannot exert the peerless strength of level ninety-nine, he can still exert the strength of level ninety-seven.
I wanted to try to touch it, but it was so close, and in the end I respected the fear in my heart and chose to give up.
He tried to use his mental and soul power to touch the power of death, which was of the same level as the Shura power in Tang Chen's body, but both powers were eroded instantly.
His face twitched for a moment, and the Bat King couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Damn, where does the power of death come from!
What the hell did Bibi Dong send in?
As the blood-red nine-headed bat king, he was able to parasitize Tang Chen after the Asura Divine Examiner was ambushed by the Rakshasa Divine Thought. His age is not just 100,000 years, but 500,000 years.
However, he was just a soul beast after all, and knew very little about the situation in the divine world.
They don't know that there is no God of Death, nor do they understand that this is not the real power of death, but only the god-level power of death.
But there is no difference, if you get close you will die.
The indiscriminate power of death is washing over everything, spreading wider and wider.
The forbidden land that Fang Ling talked about came true.
They were all submerged in the power of death, and no one dared to approach.
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