Chapter 515

The martial god said here with a long sigh, "in this way, I escaped into the mortal world and hid in this cave for 3000 years. Originally, I wanted to use divine power to repair my body and soul, but because the divine power disappeared too much and my body was seriously injured, my body died more than 1000 years ago. "

"Now I'm just a wisp of divine power supporting this air dried corpse. I really want to be avenged every day, but I don't want to disappear. I know that with the complete disappearance of my divine power, the only trace of my spirit will disappear. "

"In order not to be disturbed by people and animals, when I first came here, I set up a Dharma array around here. Ordinary people can't see and break into this cave. But the white tiger you met accidentally let it in. I wanted to kill it for a moment

"But this guy is kneeling down to beg for mercy and pretending to be dead. I think he has a lot of intelligence, so he just taught him a set of monster cultivation techniques. Unexpectedly, he has become a giant tiger. Ha ha ha

After Wu Shen finished laughing, he continued, "when you killed that Yalong in the sea, I was very relieved! Damn, as soon as I saw its teeth and claws, I remembered the scene of being chased by those dragons. Boy, call you here. I'm going to make a deal with you. "

Yang Xingchen a Leng, "the elder generation has what matter to ask, the younger generation can do as far as possible for you to do."

The martial god said slowly, "I never owe you love in my life. How can I owe you love before I die. I have a set of unique martial arts skills here. It doesn't conflict with your current cultivation. Even after you learn my skills, you will be a real immortal in the future. "

"You know, you are cultivating immortals with art, and I am cultivating gods with martial arts. If you use the previous cultivation techniques, you will be an immortal at most. But with my martial arts training, it's the God of martial arts. Think about it. It's a fairytale that integrates magic and martial arts. What an ox fork it is

Yang Xingchen a Leng, some muddled force of arch arched hand, "elder, isn't God and immortal the same meaning?"? Immortal, immortal, isn't God immortal, isn't immortal God? "

The martial god laughs, "you are wrong. God is God and immortal is immortal. These are two concepts. But I can't blame you. Few of you mortals have a clear division. "

"Can you tell me, master, whether it is God or immortal?" Yang Xingchen asks curiously.

Wu Shen said slowly, "gods and immortals have their own merits. If you insist on separating them, then immortals are inferior at the same level. Because immortality is meditation, and God is martial arts. If we really start, apart from all kinds of magic weapons, the immortals can't beat the gods. "

Then Feng turned, "boy, I asked you to come here. You must know something about it now. Yes, I can teach you my unique skills, but you have to promise me to help me get revenge in Yishen valley. Do you agree? " At the end of the question, there was anxiety, anger and even murderous tone.

Yang Xingchen's heart moved. This guy has been trapped here for three thousand years. How deep is the hatred of three thousand years. Moreover, he was about to die. If he didn't agree with him, he would die here if he didn't do it well.

Yang Xingchen doesn't think he can escape in the hands of a God. Although the God is on the verge of death, it's not a big problem to kill a small spirit. Yang Xingchen immediately said, "OK, the deal is successful. I'm willing to accept your martial arts and avenge you!"

The martial god nodded, "it's so good. I'll send you my remaining magic power and martial arts moves. You remember, these martial arts moves will become more and more powerful with the improvement of your physical cultivation! "

Finish saying, shoot out a golden light suddenly from that dry brain, golden light shot into Yang Xingchen's mind. Yang Xingchen immediately had all kinds of peerless theology in his mind, and his body became warm. The golden light lasted for about half a minute before it flashed away. Yang Xingchen also felt dizzy for a moment because he suddenly had so much theological martial arts.

Just as he was rubbing his temples, suddenly, the five meter tall giant mummy collapsed with a crash. Without the protection of divine power, the corpse became a pool of bones in an instant.

In the middle of the white bone, there was a dark machete. The dagger is about one meter long and five meters long. It has a dark body. Its back is wide and thick, and its blade is ultra-thin. The whole body is full of dark red light. At first glance, it is an extraordinary weapon.

At this time, Yang Xingchen's ear heard a faint and seemingly ethereal voice, "boy, this is my life's sword, which is called the magic sword. Today I give it to you. I hope you can use this sword to kill that pair of dog men and women for me!"

Yang Xingchen hands in front of the white bone to worship, and then came forward, holding the knife up a pull. Because I look down on it, I can't pull it out because I don't have any luck. After a little spiritual power, it was pulled out. I feel that the strength is very heavy, at least 2000 Jin.

"What a knife Yang Xingchen not only praised it, but when he slowly injected the aura into the broadsword, the dark broadsword immediately filled with the weak breath of death. At the same time, Yang Xingchen was frightened to find that the aura in his body was out of control and rushed to the sword."What the hell Yang Xingchen was as like as two peas, and wanted to withdraw his aura, but found that he could not control it at all. He wanted to let go and found that he could not move his body. It was as if he had been breathing in other martial arts with that conversion.

Yang Xingchen was shocked and scolded, "Crouching grass, martial god, please stop it. I'm not your enemy, but your partner. Don't suck me into a useless person! Stop it, lying grass, your sister

Let him scold in more ugly, that God magic knife according to absorb not wrong, martial god also didn't make a sound. Just after he felt that the aura in his body had been completely absorbed, suddenly there was a loud crash. The aura just absorbed came back like the Yellow River burst its dyke.

"Your grandmother's, didn't eat my aura? Then why are you sucking in? I'm scared to death! Eh, no, there is black Qi in the returned aura. Crouching grass, do you want to kill me? "

However, there was still no sound around. Yang Xingchen broke his throat. Wu Shen didn't reply to him. After the spirit of the magic knife was returned to Yang Xingchen's body, Yang Xingchen was surprised to find that the purple golden elixir, which was originally the size of pigeon eggs in the Dantian, has now become the size of eggs. Big is bigger, but the color has become a bit darker, a little purple black feeling.