These colorful human-shaped lights and shadows are relatively vague, with no clear facial features visible, only a rough outline.
But you can clearly see their different actions in their respective cells.
Some were dancing swords, some were shaking their fists, some seemed to be roaring, emitting a sharp momentum that broke through the sky, and some were motionless, as deep as thousands of years of ice...
"This is... evolving the technique!" Liu Mang said in shock.
I never expected that such a change would occur in the dungeon.
But nothing is impossible when it comes to the Supreme Master.
Each of the master-level figures is the strongest in the world, and their divine senses are beyond the limits of ordinary people.
Even Liu Mang has not yet entered the realm of a master.
The date when this dungeon was established is unknown. Over the years, it is estimated that hundreds of masters have been imprisoned.
The obsessions, resentments, thoughts, and residual thoughts of these great men throughout the ages are superimposed on each other.
Gradually, a special magnetic field was formed in the closed dungeon, which silently recorded the important trajectories of their lives.
Normally, these are hidden in the void and invisible. Even the great monks of the Beast Control Sect are unaware of them.
Liu Mang's arrival today and the oath he made are like a key, activating this magnetic field.
Let the masters’ unique skills be brought to light today.
After thinking about this, Liu Mang felt a little excited.
He feels that today's harvest may far exceed his imagination.
He stood there, took a deep breath, and returned his heart to the state of calmness.
Then he walked to the dungeon closest to him, that is, the master who wrote "Hate, hate, hate" with so much resentment.
The remnant of this master is a tall fiery red light and shadow. Just looking at it makes you feel endless heat rushing towards your face.
Liu Mang calmed down.
‘Bah!’
The eagle in his mind flew out and stood above his head.
The goshawk is more than a foot long, with black and gold feathers all over its body. The colors are bright and the details are lifelike. Even the patterns on it are clearly visible.
The two gray eyes kept moving, shining with a lively light.
But in the eyes of the goshawk, he saw a very different scene.
It saw a strong man practicing martial arts in a lush forest.
He is about thirty years old, with big ears, thick lips, and a plump forehead. He is wearing a black outfit.
"The Fierce...Sun...True...Sutra!"
Following the man's roar, the thick fiery red Qi swept across all directions instantly, even setting off gusts of wind.
All the trees in the surrounding area were easily blown down, and the rocks blocking the road were shattered.
But this is not the end.
After the strong wind passed, the damaged trees, flowers and plants began to burn violently.
Fires shot into the sky, black smoke filled the air, and the ground cracked, causing even more terrifying secondary damage.
The man finished his work and stood up. He stood intact in the flames. The fire did not damage even the clothes on his body.
And in his eyes, there were two flames burning faintly.
"When I was young, I regarded the scorching sun as the most terrifying thing in the world. I often watched its movement, and finally understood a ray of its true meaning, which was combined with the internal energy inherited from my family. Hence, the "Scorching Sun Scripture"... My name is Wu Tianlei." He murmured.
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I don't know whether he was talking to himself or talking to Liu Mang.
After the transfer of the power was over, the red light and shadow suddenly turned pale.
Then, it turned into an extremely pure white light group as big as a thumb, and flew towards the goshawk at the speed of thunder!
As if it had been anticipated, the goshawk opened its beak in advance and swallowed the white ball of light.
In an instant, its figure grew larger.
Liu Mang was shocked all over.
I feel like the cultivation methods of the ‘Scorching Sun Sutra’ and many experiences have appeared in my mind.
It was as if he himself had been practicing for decades.
The Lie Sun Sutra is not only an internal skill, but also contains boxing, swordsmanship, footwork, etc., covering everything.
The Gang Qi in the body also underwent some changes at this time.
‘Bah!’
Liu Mang flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of Gang Qi, which transformed from pale white to pale yellow, shot out and was tied to a metal chain on Wu Tianlei's body.
This mysterious metal from another world that can imprison the Grandmaster and cannot escape is as thick as a wrist.
But under Liu Mang's sudden change, it suddenly broke into two pieces, and even at the gap, a piece of charred black could be seen.
After receiving the teachings from his master Wu Tianlei, Liu Mang's Gang Qi actually increased some of the attributes of the fierce flames, making its destructive power even higher!
The grace of teaching martial arts in this way is equivalent to half a master.
Liu Mang did not hesitate and bowed respectfully to his corpse.
Then, break all the metal chains tied to the opponent's body and prepare to take it with you when you go out.
Then, we walked to the second dungeon.
The predecessor of this dungeon is a swordsman who is obsessed with swords.
His remnant was an almost transparent pale white light and shadow. He just stood quietly, not feeling anything special about him at all.
But in the eyes of the goshawk.
However, a middle-aged Confucian man appeared, surrounded by a dozen or so middle-aged Confucian men wearing guard uniforms, who were obviously famous figures in the palace.
He was wearing a white robe and a scholar's scarf, and his face was calm and unhurried.
He casually swung his sword towards the sky.
But the generated transparent sword energy appeared quietly behind a famous figure.
Before he could react, most of his head had been cut off diagonally, and he was too dead to die.
The Confucian scholar continued to swing his sword in various directions at will.
But what frightened those palace masters was that their dodge was ineffective.
Because the sword energy emitted by the opponent has nothing to do with the direction in which he swings the sword, and there is no pattern to follow.
In just a few breaths, these dozen famous figures died under the Confucian sword.
The Confucian scholar casually inserted the sword into the long sheath on his waist and floated away.
"A bit of spiritual intention is sent in the void. I don't know where the sword is headed... It's the invisible sword energy... The second generation leader of the Huanhua Sword Sect, Ou Haocheng."
After the swordsman Ou Haocheng finished his swordsmanship, his light and shadow gradually became dull, turning into a small ball of light that was swallowed by the goshawk.
The goshawk's figure grew again, reaching a length of nearly three feet.
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He looked up and looked at a black spot on the ceiling of the dungeon.
With a thought in his mind, the pale yellow thread of Gang Qi emerged from his fingertips and shot straight ahead.
But halfway through the shot, it suddenly disappeared. Then it suddenly appeared right below the black spot and hit the black spot with a 'pop' sound.
A shallow pit was dug into this mysterious metal wall, which also came from the world of immortality.
Liu Mang was shocked and felt that this swordsmanship was extremely abnormal.
The invisible sword energy focuses on placing the spiritual sense in the dark void.
When drawing the sword, use all your strength to arouse that sense of spirit, and only set the starting point and end point of the move, not the route, thus delivering a truly random blow.
Because of this blow, even the user does not know from which direction it will appear and hit the enemy.
Since you don't even know the user, how can your enemy stop him?
The leader of the Huanhua Sword Sect, Ou Haocheng, is definitely a much more terrifying figure than Kong Huameng!
Liu Mang couldn't help but feel admiration for such a world-class figure.
It's a pity that such a person fell into the hands of these bird-men from the Beast Control Sect.
The name Huanhua Sword Sect has long since disappeared in the long river of history, and he has never heard of it.
Liu Mang bowed respectfully to Ou Haocheng's remains, and then walked to the third dungeon.
The inheritance from the first two dungeons has greatly enhanced his strength again, which can be said to be a complete change.
Therefore, he has great expectations for the next dungeon.
But he found that he was thinking too much.
Although many of the later dungeons have Grandmaster inheritance, they are still far behind the first two.
The Ice Tribulation Technique, which can freeze everything in sight, can be called the pra version of the ice soul sect's ice energy, and its destructive power reaches several levels.
The Jianghe Boxing technique is like a torrent and a continuous flow. The more you fight, the stronger it becomes. The longer it lasts, the more invincible it becomes.
The peerless Qinggong and Climbing Heaven Kung Fu, which leave no traces when treading on snow, appear and disappear as fast as the wind, can be called the No. 1 Qinggong in ancient times.
Although these martial arts are very powerful, for Liu Mang today, the improvement is not very big.
It can be seen from this that there are also differences between the masters.
Liu Mang laughed at himself, saying he was greedy.
But no matter which master he is.
After receiving his inheritance, he would bow respectfully, meticulously and without any slack.
As he received one inheritance after another, various miraculous internal skills, external skills, sword skills, knife skills, and light skills appeared in Liu Mang's mind.
What's more important is that his sense of spirituality is constantly rising at an extremely terrifying speed.
From a visual point of view, the goshawk's size is constantly expanding, and it soon exceeds a foot in length.
At this time, in a house deep on the top of the Snowy Mountains.
A white flame suddenly rose from the center of the lotus glazed lamp placed on the purple sandalwood table.
This means that Liu Mang has truly entered the realm of a master.
What a pity is that those people on the Snowy Mountains hid and hid and died, and no one could see this scene.
And Liu Mang's improvement has not stopped.
After receiving gifts from dozens of senior masters, he acquired several extremely powerful martial arts.
Soul-Destroying Sword Technique: Integrate spirituality into sword moves to kill people invisible.
Soul Swallowing **: Can absorb other people's skills and turn the enemy into blood and water, which is extremely vicious. Even after cultivating to the state of great success, it can even absorb a trace of the vitality of the surrounding plants, and under certain circumstances can maintain the body's invincibility.
Ruthless Sword: Can incorporate emotions into the sword's power, making the enemy sad to death.
When you reach the last dungeon.
The goshawk above Liu Mang's head has expanded to more than ten feet, which is several times the size of the Kun fish transformed by Kong Hua's dream.
Even among the masters of the past generations, he is one of the best.
After improving his spiritual sense cultivation, his biggest shortcomings have been made up for.
In the future, when encountering young monks from the world of immortality, it will be difficult for them to be harmed by their spiritual attacks.
Even the goshawk transformed by Liu Mang's spiritual inspiration is still changing.
One moment it turned into a golden tiger with wings, the next it turned into a pitch-black giant ape, and the next it turned into an extremely strong red beast...
This shows that he has mastered almost all martial arts.
Therefore, the sense of spirit is no longer limited to a specific form.
Liu Mang knew that he was now able to create his own martial arts.
But now is not the time, we need to calm down and study hard.
Another major benefit brought by the improvement of spiritual sense is that it can finally feed back the physical body.
Although the speed was extremely slow, Liu Mang could feel that this was another big improvement.
He looked at the attribute column and saw that almost all the techniques in it had reached the realm of divine connection.
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Snow Mountain, in a cave in the back mountain.
Mingyue and six other disciples of the Beast Control Sect were sitting cross-legged next to the portal with their eyes closed, and everyone gathered around them in the shape of a six-pointed star.
Each one holds a token, spiritual energy surges from their body, and they mutter words to maintain the operation of the formation.
At this moment.
‘Buzz!’
A low but penetrating sound came from above their heads.
Then, the entire cave was shaking, as if there was an earthquake, and countless mortars and dust fell from the top of the head.
Everyone's faces turned pale and they opened their eyes in shock.
"Is there an ancient beast outside that is colliding with our teleportation array?"
"According to this intensity, we can't hold on for ten days at all. Six or seven days at most would be great. It can't be Liu Mang, right?"
"Impossible, impossible, how could he suddenly be so powerful?"
"I wonder when the sect can send someone over?"
Extreme expectations emerged in everyone's hearts.
It feels like spending time here is like years, and I don’t want to stay any longer.
There was no sun above our heads, only large white clouds, and the sky was a pale pink.
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You can see the clear lake water with steaming clouds, and many humanoid water monsters comparable to mountains are playing in the water. The smallest one is over a hundred feet tall.
You can see the mountain peaks burning with purple flames, lightning flashes from time to time on the top of the mountain, and you can faintly see the traces of dragons.
In the vast plains, you can see a white dragon horse with horns, a golden saber-toothed tiger with wings, a black and white lizard that spits thunder and lightning, a huge fox with five or six tails...
In the center of the cave sky, there are a dozen towering peaks reaching into the clouds.
It is truly submerged in the clouds, and it is difficult to see the scene above the mountainside.
On one of the mountain peaks, there is a palace with a signboard with the words "Mission Hall" on the top of the mountain.
An old man with long beard and white hair wearing an orange robe was sitting cross-legged in the void somewhere in the palace with his eyes closed, his figure looming.
Suddenly, he stretched out his hand.
A shriveled paper crane instantly appeared in the center of his palm.
The white-haired old man read the words on the paper crane, and his expression changed.
"There can be no problems in this world!"
His figure disappeared on the spot, and in an instant he teleported to the courtyard in the center of the palace.
There is an attic there, and in the attic there is a rather simple-looking copper bell with complicated patterns engraved on it.
Next to the bronze bell, there are small palm-sized hammer heads in various colors such as white, yellow, green, purple, and black.
The old man picked up a small yellow hammer and struck the copper bell hard.
'when!'
At the same time, a yellow halo filled the copper bell, emitting invisible waves that could cover the entire cave sky.
"The Vientiane Bell is ringing. The mission hall has issued a yellow emergency mission?"
"Looking at it this way, we are calling for monks at the foundation-building level."
"Emergency missions, based on past experience, will definitely reward you profoundly. It is very likely that there will be elixirs that can break through the realm and extend lifespan, or a magical weapon that integrates offense and defense."
At this time, all the disciples in the cave.
Whether they were walking on the major mountain peaks or in retreat in caves, they all heard the sound of the bell and received the news.
They rushed to the mission hall one after another.