Chapter 525

In the field of vision, you can't see the end of the hall. In front of the hall, there are stone tablets standing in front of it. The lights are beating and the light is soft.

These stone tablets are all kinds of martial arts. Chu Lin was a little surprised. The stone tablets in front of him were like forest trees. This is the accumulation of interstellar forces for thousands of years!

In front of the stone tablet, the figure is graceful. Many people sit on the spot and immerse themselves in the stone tablet in front of them.

Chu Lin wandered slowly among them, his eyes constantly sweeping.

"Medium blood secret skill, jade cicada change"

"superior blood secret skill, wind frost God thunder"

"lower level magical power martial arts, blood hand thunder seal"

"..."

Chu Lin's eyes quickly swept among them. The unique skills included here reached a very terrible level. If you choose some of them and throw them into the blue star, they will cause a fight, but in this case, they are allowed to fight The disciples learn to watch.

"Go to the pillar of the dead sea first."

Chu Lin looked up and looked into the deepest part of the hall. After a quarter of an hour, he saw a huge black totem pole. His eyes were full of horror.

Huge stone pillars stand in the back hall, the whole body is gray and white, covered with stone moss and creeper, there are some cracks on the stone pillars, a wave of terror emanates from the stone pillars.

Chu Lin just watched from a distance. When the wave came, his body trembled slightly and his spirit was a little sudden. It seemed that the heaven and earth had turned into darkness. At one glance, the whole land was full of dead air, and his heart was withered. Even his body's genetic energy was corroded by the energy of the Dead Sea magic column and became sluggish.

Hoo -

Chu Lin took a deep breath of turbid Qi, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Even if the fluctuation is only perceived from a distance, it is much better than that Gaulle countless times!

"What a terrible pillar of the dead sea!"

Around the stone pillar, many disciples sit around it, absorbing the spirit of death emanating from the pillar of the dead sea.

Chu Lin stepped forward quickly, and the disciples around the stone pillar looked as if he had immediately noticed Chu Lin.

Chu Lin didn't pay any attention to it. He went directly to the stone pillar. A stone tablet standing quietly was not far away from the stone pillar. There were vast fonts flowing in the stone tablet.

"The spirit of death!"

On the stone tablet, four characters are reflected in Chu Lin's eyes. He looks down and writes down the words.

The so-called Qi of death is originally a kind of energy generated by a single skill, rather than simply relying on external absorption...

If Chu Lin thought about it, the Qi of death was indeed extremely domineering. If he did not have the source of extinction when he was captain Gaole, he would have been extremely miserable by the Qi of death.

The cultivation method of this skill is to absorb the "Qi of death" from the magic column of the dead sea, form a seed of death in the body, and cultivate the seed with gene energy to grow vigorously, and its Qi of death will become stronger and stronger.

"It's interesting!"

If you look at the magic column of the dead sea at a close distance, you can see the meaning of the ancient and vicissitudes. The traces of wind and frost for a long time are the passage of time, which should have existed for a long time.

"The air of death has a terrible corrosive power."

The closer Chu Lin is to the pillar of the dead sea, the more intense the spirit of death becomes. The disciples of wumie palace dare not get too close. They all sit hundreds of meters away to absorb the air of death.

The lost face near the magic pillar of the Dead Sea presents a dark sense of defeat.

This is radiation! Chu Lin was shocked.

Then, a smile appeared on his face, while running "the formula of death", he strode towards the pillar of the dead sea.

Chu Lin's pace is too fast, and easily over those hundreds of meters of disciples, the pace still did not stop, his Jiang Hudong immediately surprised everyone, people are open eyes, looking at Chu Lin in front.

"Chu Lin, don't get too close. The magic pillar of the dead sea will destroy the vitality of the human body!"

"Thank you for your kindness

Chu Lin did not return to the road, the pace is not a trace of pause, since the death of the gas is known to be a kind of radiation, that is not surprising, if long-term immersion in it, human cells will indeed continue to necrosis, and even canceration.

But for Chu Lin, this is not a problem!

The disciples of wumie palace all opened their eyes and watched Chu Lin's steps without stopping. They all clenched their lips and clenched their fists. For the spirit of death, they knew how dangerous and terrifying it was...

sand sand -

near the magic pillar of the Dead Sea, only Chu Lin's footstep sounds gently, and people's hearts beat with the sound of the footsteps Get up.

Just when the platform was silent, an old man in gray came gently with a broom handle. He raised his head, his gray eyes and looked at the direction of Chu Lin's steps. Then, his wrinkled face raised a color of surprise.

The sound of footsteps was heard in a quiet square, and the straight and straight body walked steadily. Under the eyes of the people, they gradually approached the Dead Sea magic column."This Chu Lin..."

people frown when they get married. It's not that they don't walk forward. The closer they get to the magic pillar of the dead sea, the more death spirit they can absorb, and the more help they can get to practice the formula of death.

But none of the four core disciples of wumie palace can really touch the pillar. Even the four core disciples of wumie palace, they can reach a hundred meters away from the pillar at most. If they get closer, their bodies will be corrupted by the terrible spirit of death.

Even the core disciple who returned to the seventh robbery of xuanjing could not do it, let alone the Chu Lin.

However, even though some people questioned Chu Lin's behavior, no one stopped him. With his terrible achievement of soaking in Tianquan lake, all the people in wumie palace would not regard Chu Lin as an ordinary person.

Under everyone's attention, Chu Lin is getting closer and closer to the pillar of the dead sea.

Buzzing -

as the distance approached, Chu Lin also felt the terrible pressure coming from his face. The atmosphere of death here was a hundred times stronger than that of hundreds of meters away!

The air of death was everywhere in the air. Under this corrosion, the color on Chu Lin's clothes gradually faded, and then there were signs of withering and rolling, as if losing vitality.

"What a terrible death!"

Chu Lin looks at the palm of his hand. The skin on his hand is also tarnished, slightly dry and cracked, showing a gray color.

"Energy siphon!"

Chulin calls in his heart gently, and then his body is covered with a thin film of extremely light color, which is invisible.

Wuwu --

the death Qi attached to Chu Lin's body was quickly swallowed up by the whirlpool of energy siphon.

In this process, the vast majority of the death Qi is transformed into the vanishing force, and only a few components remain in the body.

A small amount of death into Chu Lin's body, there is no sign of chaos, obediently condensed in the abdomen, hoarding more and more.