boom!!

Waves of soft sounds came from the same place, gradually resounding, and spread to all directions.

Chen Changming stood quietly on the spot, looking across.

After the collision just now, the young man in front of him kept retreating backwards, looking at Chen Changming with some surprise in his eyes.

He seemed to feel the difference in strength.

The difference between the two was revealed from the first hit.

At least in terms of strength, the person in front of him was definitely no match for Chen Changming.

This should have been the reason for the end of the battle. After all, as long as you still have sense, you will not try to compete with someone stronger than yourself.

But under the influence of the evil power, the person in front of him did not try to escape, or in other words, even if he wanted to escape, there was no place for him to run.

So the next moment, his expression changed drastically, becoming ferocious and terrifying, and he rushed forward again.

Chen Changming sighed.

He raised his right arm slightly, and slowly raised the long black knife in his hand. There seemed to be a faint glimmer of light on it, which looked very bright.

The next moment, a bright sword light appeared and passed through the air.

Sword skills, Ming Yuan!

boom!!

Waves of low roars came from all directions, and bits of black blood spattered in all directions, spreading on the surrounding land.

Seeing this blood, the evil power contained in the black blood seemed to arouse the evil intention in the body, and there were roars all around.

The inheritors roared in all directions, their faces filled with ferocious looks.

Standing there, Chen Changming looked at the corner of his room.

Beside his room, Onew and Anjing were standing in their own rooms, staring at this side. Although they looked very weak, their expressions looked very normal, completely different from the others around them.

"Will those who have been deprived of evil power no longer be severely affected by evil power?"

Looking at Wen Liuhe, this thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind.

But here, he turned around and stared in front of him.

Under his gaze, the man in front of him was lying on the ground and struggling to get up.

He looked very embarrassed and miserable. On his chest, a huge wound appeared, which was caused by Chen Changming's long knife.

Just now, Chen Changming's knife had cut off several bones in his chest, directly injuring him severely.

If he were a normal person, let alone getting up now, he might not even be able to move.

But the person in front of him can still move. Not only can he move, but even while moving, the wounds on his body are still recovering rapidly.

Black strands of flesh continued to spread from the wound, and terrifying evil reactions emerged. Under Chen Changming's gaze, the man's wound in front of him was recovering rapidly.

However, along with this process, the man's appearance became more and more strange. At this moment, there were black veins spreading all over his body, which looked very strange.

His face also began to change, and black scales began to grow on his face. At first glance, he no longer looked like a human being, but more like a monster.

Looking at this scene, Chen Changming took a deep breath and raised the long knife in his hand.

The next moment, a burst of sharp sword light flashed, and a head flew high into the sky, then was thrown away and landed heavily on the ground.

The man's body fell weakly. Even with that terrifying vitality, he couldn't help but fall down at this moment, but his body was still twitching.

At this point, things are not over yet.

Chen Changming took a deep breath, suppressed his nausea, and reached out to touch the struggling corpse.

Waves of evil intentions began to surge up.

A severe feeling of nausea began to emerge in my mind.

With the activation of the Spirit King's Secret Book, the evil power existing on the corpse in front of him was absorbed by Chen Changming and quickly transferred into his body.

This is the first time that Chen Changming has absorbed evil power through the Secret Code of the Spirit King, and it feels very strange.

While absorbing, some of the past experiences of the person in front of me are also constantly being recalled.

Those were some moments of memory, which appeared intermittently before Chen Changming's eyes.

Chen Changming was in a trance, and his mind fell into chaos at this moment.

In the distance, on a high platform.

"Master Deacon, how do you feel?"

On the high platform, looking at Chen Changming who was standing quietly below, a man wearing black armor who looked no different from an ordinary black-armored guard stood there and spoke respectfully to Xia Qi beside him.

"So far, it's pretty good."

Looking at Chen Changming below, Xia Qi's expression remained unchanged and he just stared down: "His previous performance was very good. Whether it was in the inheritance hall or afterwards, he maintained his sanity very well."

"But exactly how it happens depends on the final result."

"If he can't withstand the backlash of the Spirit King's Secret Code in this series of bloody battles, then no matter how good his previous performance is, it will be useless."

"yes."

The black-robed guard did not refute, just nodded respectfully.

Xia Qi did not continue to speak, his face was calm, and he just stared down.

Under his gaze, in the distance, Chen Changming began to make some movements.

Standing on a piece of flat ground, Chen Changming's face returned to calmness. The violent evil fluctuations in his body began to slowly subside, and his whole person regained his composure. He looked like a gentle young man, gentle and polite, without any trace of his previous behavior.

Weird look.

He looked at the corpse in front of him, his face looked a little complicated, then he put away the long knife in his hand and silently turned to the side.

"It seems that he has passed this test."

Xia Qidian nodded, looking at Chen Changming in the distance who had a normal expression and no evil intentions in his body, he couldn't help but smile.

Below, Chen Changming quietly returned to his room.

In fact, although he looked normal at this moment, his mind was still a little chaotic.

A large number of memory fragments were intertwined in his mind, making him slightly dazed at the moment, always feeling a sense of confusion that he had never felt before.

It feels as if you are still in a dream and have become another person.

After returning to his room, Chen Changming slowly recovered after a while, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"If you have to experience this feeling every time, I'm afraid you will have schizophrenia sooner or later."

Thinking back to the feeling just now, Chen Changming felt a little scared.

He had actually had similar feelings in the past.

Whether he had traveled through time in the body of Chen Changming's predecessor or in Hetu's body, he had completely inherited all their memories.

But the feeling this time was completely different.

If he had to say it, the memories gained from these two time travels did not pose any hindrance to him. It was as if they were the same person originally, and they were just reunited at this moment.

But this time it was different.

That is to forcibly display other people's memory fragments in front of you, inserting your spirit into it, causing an extremely strong confusion on you and giving you a strong sense of confusion.

If someone is not mentally strong enough and encounters this kind of situation, the final outcome may be worrying.

Chen Changming touched his head and shook his head vigorously, as if to get rid of that feeling.

"how do you feel?"

At this moment, a gentle voice from the side also came over.

He leaned against the wall, looked at Chen Changming's weak appearance, and couldn't help but asked with some concern: "Isn't it great?"

"As if he's about to ascend to heaven?"

He teased as if jokingly.

"It's a bit cool."

A wry smile appeared on Chen Changming's face: "If this happens a few more times, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell who I am."

"Is such that."

Onew nodded: "When you extract the power of the Soul King from other people's bodies, some evil thoughts and even some memories in them will also be absorbed by you."

"Over time, people who were originally good people will gradually be eroded by evil thoughts and become terrible."

"Then why are you okay?"

Chen Changming looked at Wen Liuhe beside him, looking a little confused.

Being able to be locked up in this place, Onew has obviously absorbed the power of the Soul King from many people, so it stands to reason that he should have been corroded in the same way.

But he looked quite normal, without the madness seen in other inheritors.
To be continued...