"The Divine Art of Ten Thousand Transformations!" Chang Sheng gritted his teeth and spat out a few words. He believed that the soul boy once followed Old Man Yin-Yang and should know the tyranny of this magical art.
"It's over!" After the soul boy heard that Chang Sheng practiced the "Wanhua Divine Art", his whole face changed. Suddenly, he immediately yelled at Chang Sheng:
"How can you practice such an evil technique! Don't you know that this "Ten Thousand Transformations Magic Technique" itself is a technique that can escape death?"
"Spirit boy, what's going on with this skill?" Fu Ling was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of the "Wanhua Divine Skill" at all. But when he saw the appearance of the soul boy at this time, he was also very surprised.
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"This skill is extremely overbearing. It can directly devour other people's cultivation, swallow other people's laws, and even devour other people's flesh and blood to improve one's own cultivation. This skill can elevate oneself to the highest level in a short period of time.
An extremely high realm. Chang Sheng. The technique he is practicing now is this evil technique! Back then, in the entire fairy world, anyone who was found to be practicing the "Myriad Transformation Magic Technique" was the enemy of the entire fairy world!" The soul boy was somewhat agitated.
Disappointed, he said:[
"Now that he has practiced this skill, he will be in big trouble in the future. Even if he ascends to the immortal world, he will never be able to settle down!" The soul boy's words made Fu Ling feel the seriousness of the matter.
But Chang Sheng didn't think it had anything to do with it at all, because he felt like he was going to die now, and the soul boy hadn't even talked about the important point yet.
"Chang Sheng, you should stop practicing this magical power of all transformations now!" Fu Ling saw that the soul boy was silent and he immediately said to Chang Sheng in a stern voice.
"I'm afraid it won't work anymore. Now my body is no longer under my control at all. This magical power of all transformations is running on its own in my body!" Chang Sheng shook his head. The blood on his body was splattering, and he looked more and more terrifying.
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"Fu Ling, this is not possible. After practicing this skill, it will not stop until it is integrated with your own skill. Moreover, this skill is overdrawing your own life. In
When you first started practicing, you devoured your own flesh and blood to refine the energy in your body!" The soul boy's explanation made Chang Sheng ponder for a moment.
Although this "Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Art" is terrifying, it is not that no one has practiced it. At least, the man I met before during the tribulation practiced this "Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Art". Moreover, this "Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Art" seems to be
It is also specially designed for the Chaos Body. Now that he is already a Chaos Body, if he practices the "Magic of All Transformations", there will definitely be a way.
Thinking of this, Chang Sheng fell silent. He allowed the gray golden elixir in his Dantian to dance wildly. On the golden elixir, golden runes appeared one after another, causing the injuries on the surface of Chang Sheng's body to become more and more serious.
The more serious it is.
But when Chang Sheng stabilized his mind, he unexpectedly found that his body was healing rapidly again. This was the same speed as when he healed his body during the thunderstorm before. It seemed that it was stimulating the energy in his body.
Potential.
When he thought of this, a smile appeared at the corner of Chang Sheng's mouth. Now he felt that his physical condition was not as bad as he thought.