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Chapter 1929

Chapter 1929

Chen Yang couldn't help but cautiously and cautiously try to figure out the magic again: Xiaofa, Celestial Elements and Earth.

Just like ordinary people reading a book, even if they don't have that thought, there will still be a voice similar to silent meditation in their hearts.

This is instinctive and difficult to suppress.

The same principle applies to cultivating immortals and studying martial arts.

Even if you are not practicing, you will still subconsciously mobilize the spiritual power in your body and touch the skills or the spell itself in a subtle way.

A thousand years ago, Gai Wudi was at this stage and found in despair that he would never be able to master this spell in his lifetime.

A thousand years later, Chen Yang was at the same stage, but he never felt any restrictions or obstacles.

It was as if he could successfully release the spell with just one movement.

Of course Chen Yang knew that was an illusion.

But this illusion refers to the fact that he has not understood it thoroughly and has not practiced this spell well, so it is absolutely impossible to cast it.

But there are no prohibitions, restrictions, or unpredictable risks.

If there is really any risk, Chen Yang's spiritual sense will definitely give a warning, and the same goes for the spell itself.

"It's impossible not to feel it at all."

"What could be the reason?"

Chen Yang thought hard, sat down cross-legged, and subconsciously scratched his fingers on the stone ground.

"Shashasha~"

There were strange noises and stone dust flew up.

The zombie king's body was so powerful that Chen Yang clearly didn't use any force, but he naturally used his fingers to draw a centimeter-deep mark on the ground.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment and thought: "Is it because of the zombie body?"

"This spell has no restrictions if you practice it with a zombie body?"

This idea came to Chen Yang instinctively, but was immediately rejected by him.

"If the zombie body can do it, then why can't the demon body do it?"

"Is it possible to even have a demonic body?"

"Gai Wudi was so desperate back then. He never tried anything. As long as there was a chance, he would not miss it."

"I can only say that all roads are blocked."

"Gai Wudi could only turn into a monster and die in the end. He could not die in peace, and he never succeeded."

"So......"

"can only be......"

Chen Yang's eyes lit up little by little and he looked at his hands.

"We have the same blood flowing in our bodies!"

The general Wang, Chen Yang himself, and the tribe who inherited the magic: Xiaofa Tianxiangdi have a part of the blood in their bodies, which has been passed down from generation to generation, with a long history, and has been continued all the way from the ancient wilderness.

The origin of this bloodline is so far away that it cannot be divided into Manchu and Han Dynasties. It is the oldest and most source bloodline in that wild land.

It was precisely because it was so ancient and so original that Chen Yang didn't think it had something to do with blood at first.

After all, he came as his own corpse, not his true body.

"Bang!"

Chen Yang smashed his fist on the ground, uncontrollably excited.

He felt that there was a gleaming golden door in front of him, which was opening with a bang.

No one pushed me, I opened it myself.

It's the same as a seven-inch durian pie suddenly falling from the sky.

Fragrant and sweet.

"Hahaha~"

"Hahahaha~"

Chen Yang laughed loudly: "The Gai family, whether you are the heroic ancestor of the Gai family or the last generation of native chickens and dogs, you are really good people, great people."

"It turns out that your inheritance and caution from thousands of years ago are just to hand over this magic that originated from the earth and from my hometown to me completely."

"You are such good people. I misunderstood you."

Chen Yang was so excited that he lost his temper and was so happy that he couldn't control himself.

In other words, Gai Fantian died miserably, and Gai Wudi died for a few thousand years, otherwise they would have to come back from the netherworld and strangle Chen Yang to death.


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