He had thought of countless possibilities for Ji Wuxue, but never thought of this one.
"That's right, he ascended. With that guy's talent, he has mastered part of the power of death, as well as the top bloodline inheritance. He was summoned into the heaven by the power of his ancestors. He must be not weak now.
As long as you enter the heaven, you should hear about him. People like him will not be unknown as long as they are alive."
The black stone statue said, obviously now he has a deep impression on Ji Wuxue.
Indeed, the Death Canyon is so dense that even experts in the Holy Realm may not be able to penetrate deep into it. However, Ji Wuxue broke into the depths of the Death Canyon with the cultivation of a peak Martial Emperor, and the black stone statue was naturally deeply impressed.
"Wuxue, I didn't expect that you have already ascended to heaven. That's fine. Since you opened the passage to heaven through the power of your ancestors' bloodline and entered heaven, it is very likely that you will be noticed by the Ji family in heaven.
Arrived, just in time, I also want to go to Ji's house to find Ruyue, but I want to see how you are doing now."
Qin Chen was sincerely happy for Ji Wuxue.
"Okay, young man, you should know everything you want to know. You can leave. I have been disturbed by you for so long, and it is time to rest. I have spent so much energy and not even a single soul.
Bad luck." The black stone statue said speechlessly.
"Thank you, senior, for informing me." Qin Chen cupped his hands, turned his eyes, but did not leave, but said with a smile: "Senior, you are a master of the underworld. You have been sitting here for so many years, and you have nothing to do. This junior has nothing to do with death.
I happen to be somewhat interested in the way, so I would like to ask senior to give me some pointers."
"The way of death? Are you interested in my bone control method?"
The black stone statue hummed, "Don't think about it. Although your performance is good, you are a human race after all. The aura of death is not strong enough to activate the Holy Lord's corpse. And with your cultivation, you are the peak overlord of the late Heavenly Saint."
Corpses won’t do much good to you.”
"Senior, I want to give it a try!" Qin Chen said sincerely.
He also took a fancy to the black stone statue's ability to control the Holy Lord's corpse. Those Holy Lord's corpses were strong and sturdy. Although they lacked a lot of magical power, their hardness could fully make up for it. Now, he has offended many forces in the heaven.
Qin Chen couldn't even imagine what a huge uproar his actions would cause in the heaven after the trial in the heaven.
Therefore, Qin Chen must find a way to improve his strength.
Breaking through the realm of the Holy Lord is not easy and requires a lot of resources, so Qin Chen immediately became interested when he saw the remains of the Holy Lord. If he could activate these Holy Lord corpses, it would be equivalent to having the Holy Lord beside him.
Protection will naturally make you more confident.
"I think you won't shed tears even if you see the coffin. It doesn't matter. Since you insist on trying, I will give you this opportunity. As for whether you can succeed or not, you can only look at yourself."
The black stone statue didn't bother to pay attention and said directly.
"Thank you, senior."
Qin Chen didn't waste any time. He swayed and appeared above the Bone River. The aura of death filled his body. In the Book of Origins, the civilization of death appeared. In an instant, it spread to the bottom of the Bone River and began to communicate with the Bone River.
The corpse of the Holy Lord.
Boom!
In an instant, many corpses at the bottom of the Bone River were attracted. Qin Chen deduced civilization and practiced quietly. With a big hand, he grabbed the corpse of the Holy Lord and appeared in front of him.
It turned out to be the giant Holy Lord corpse with a tall body, a fan bone on its back, and a tail like a crocodile's tail.
The corpse of the Holy Lord lost the control of the black stone statue and was suspended in front of Qin Chen, lifelike without any signs of decay. The bones on the body bloomed with bright light like white jade, and the aura of death in the whole body continued to circulate, exuding
Overcome the mighty pressure of the Holy Lord.
This is an extremely powerful Holy Lord corpse. Qin Chen can feel that when the owner of this corpse is in front of him, he is not a person who has just entered the Holy Lord, but a leader among the Holy Lords, at least a mid-term Saint.
Lord, otherwise his bones would not be so strong.
Moreover, this kind of death breath, once it enters the outside world, can definitely frighten many living beings and make people feel the fear of death.
This body of the Holy Lord's corpse contains unparalleled power. Although it is dead, it is so arrogant that it covers the sky with one hand. The huge claws burst out with shocking light, as if it can chase the stars and the moon, and shoot towards the sky.
With one grab, the sky can be torn apart and the sun can be crushed to pieces.
Qin Chen calculated over and over again, and he had almost calculated it. The power in this corpse's body was simply boundless, and the bones were soaked in the air of death every day in the Styx River, and became extremely hard. No wonder he had before
He repeatedly used the Origin Divine Fist without causing any harm to him.
Unfortunately, the more powerful the Holy Lord's corpse is, the more death energy Qin Chen needs to consume to refine and activate it, and the more difficult it is for him to control it.
Wow!
Qin Chen circulated the Holy Yuan, and a tyrannical force swept over him. Not only did he not refine the opponent at all, but Qin Chen's own Holy Yuan power was also swallowed by the opponent, integrated into the corpse, and became his strength.
This is simply a tough nut to crack.
A killing rule shot out, but was still swallowed.
Various powers were exerted, but still had no effect. On the contrary, the more Qin Chen tried to refine the Holy Lord's corpse, the more powerful it became.
Only the power of death can suppress the Holy Lord's corpse.
However, as the black stone statue said, Qin Chen does not have much death energy and cannot directly refine the corpse of the Holy Lord.
"I said that with your current strength, you simply cannot control this Holy Lord's corpse." The black stone statue said lazily.
"The art of mending the sky! The origin of death! The power of time and space!"
With a snap of Qin Chen's fingers, time in the entire Bone River began to accelerate. The rules of time in the Bone River were very stable, but Qin Chen had the origin of time and the power of time, so he could naturally speed up.
He burned a lot of time power, and in one hour in the outside world, a full ten days passed here.
Moreover, Qin Chen began to use all his strength to repair the sky.
The art of mending the sky can mend all things in the world. The power of mending the sky is naturally irresistible to the corpse of the Holy Lord, not to mention that Qin Chen has also incorporated the aura of death.
In an instant, a hint of Qin Chen's power began to linger on the Holy Lord's corpse.
However, the refining speed was very slow, but Qin Chen was not in a hurry. Anna quietly began to calculate and refine the Holy Lord's corpse.
This Holy Lord's corpse is one of the most difficult things to sacrifice for him in history. With his current strength, he actually feels helpless.