Lin Ming is proficient in divine realm formations. If this vast space is an illusion formation, although he may not be able to break it, he should be able to identify it.
But now he looked around, but couldn't find any sign of the phantom formation.
"This is a real space! Maybe I was sent out of the Tower of Babel. There is another possibility. This is a small world, but it was sealed by someone with great magical power and compressed in the Tower of Babel!"
Suddenly realizing this, Lin Ming gasped. When he passed the teleportation array, he did not feel any dizziness, which proved that it was a short-distance teleportation. From this point of view, he was probably still in the Babel Tower.
Inside.
Inside the Babel Tower, a small thousand worlds are sealed!
Although there are small thousand worlds in the Sumeru Precepts, those small thousand worlds are extremely unstable and can only exist for hundreds of thousands of years, and cannot accommodate living creatures.
It is completely different from the stable space in front of me.
How powerful is it to seal such a vast and stable space in the Tower of Babel, which also contains the principles of artistic conception?
Lin Ming discovered more and more that the Tower of Babel was covered in fog and there seemed to be some shocking secrets hidden behind the bloody massacre.
Of course, that level was not something he could touch now, so he just sighed and stopped thinking about it.
It is still important to understand the power of the law now.
Slowly floating in front of the blue light river, his mind sank into it, and Lin Ming could clearly feel the mystery of thunder and lightning contained in it.
The blue light river is completely composed of the energy of thunder, but it does not form an arc. It can be said that this is the most original and primitive state of thunder and lightning.
Artistic conception is the rule. In this world, nothing can be separated from the rules. From the change of time, the evolution of celestial bodies, to the growth and withering of vegetation, to the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals, everything and every change cannot be separated from the rules.
Even a drop of rain or a grain of sand contains the power of law.
Things that seem simple are not necessarily simple, but as long as you understand simple things, complexity is just a simple deduction...
Lin Ming just sat cross-legged next to the blue light river and meditated. His consciousness was completely immersed in the blue light river and merged with the thunder energy. The evil god seeds were trembling slightly, and countless thunder energy surged.
It entered Lin Ming's body, and then was discharged from the acupoints all over his body.
Slowly, Lin Ming's body was completely immersed in the river of blue light. He came into close contact with the energy of thunder and allowed himself to be submerged by the vast energy.
Lin Ming completely opened his body, opening up the meridians and acupoints all over his body, including the unopened Ximen in the Eight Door Dunjia. He also let go as much as possible, allowing the energy of thunder to flow freely through his limbs and bones. Under the Evil God
In the presence of the seeds, the violent thunder energy never hurt Lin Ming in the slightest...
No warrior dares to do this, not even a warrior with thunder compatibility reaching the eighth or ninth level!
The Yuan Qi of Thunder is known for being violent and aggressive. If they want to enter the river of blue light, they must open up the body-protecting essence, otherwise the fragile internal meridians in the body will not be able to withstand the baptism of thunder energy. However, if they open up the body-protecting essence, they can
How can we get up close to the energy of thunder and feel its mystery?
Only Lin Ming can devote himself wholeheartedly to the ocean of thunder's vitality and understand the artistic conception of thunder in this way.
Just like that, Lin Ming sat quietly in the blue light river. He didn't know how long it had been since he sat there...
Outside the training ground, Lin Ming's killing points were deducted by one point every ten days, and he had already deducted four points.
Regardless of the day or night, Lin Ming almost forgot about himself. Over the past few decades, he himself had turned into a wisp of thunderous vitality, floating between heaven and earth, and blending into the vast ocean of smoke-like vitality.
"This is……"
"yin and yang……"
Lin Ming silently read out these two words, and it turned out that...the energy of thunder is divided into two types: Yin and Yang.
Yin and Yang complement each other, and when the feminine thunder energy collides with the masculine thunder energy, the flashes of light that burst out between them are thunder and lightning!
The so-called electric current is nothing but the flow of the energy of negative thunder and the energy of masculine thunder.
Lin Ming could feel the moaning of the evil god's seeds in his body. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a blazing light flashed in his eyes, like lightning in the dark night!
"The power of yin and yang is the source of the power of thunder!"
Lin Ming drew out the Purple Hyun Spear, and as soon as the Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo came out, the surrounding thunder energy was stirred up in an instant, forming a faint purple vortex.
The Ten Thousand Years Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo was originally a spiritual plant bred from the energy of thunder. Now that it appeared in such an environment, it was like a dragon in the sea, and the entire Zi Xuan Gun roared with excitement.
Lin Ming's heart was full of fighting spirit, and there seemed to be an energy filling his body. He would not be happy unless it was vented!
"go!"
Lin Ming suddenly thrust out the spear, but this time, the energy surrounding the Zixuan Spear was no longer the blood-drinking seal, but the dazzling light of thunder!
A trace of the artistic conception of thunder is perfectly integrated into the spear move!
"Slaughter!"
All his will and potential were poured into the Zi Xuan Spear. The Evil God Seed in Lin Ming's body roared with excitement, and the Evil God Thunder Spirit spurted out and merged into the Zi Xuan Spear!
At that moment, Lin Ming himself seemed to have transformed into lightning, his body and his gun merged into one. His speed suddenly reached a terrifying level, and the air roared loudly, piercing the void!
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, a purple electric light traveled across the sky. A hundred miles passed in a blink of an eye. The sky seemed to be divided by a bolt of thunder. Lin Ming and the Zixuan Spear turned into lightning together, stirring up the thunder energy between heaven and earth. The power and speed of this blow made
People are amazed!
"This move..." Lin Ming suddenly stopped, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes. Using the evil god's seeds as a basis, he mobilized the true energy and thunder power of his whole body, and concentrated all the potential and will of his body. The evil god's thunder spirit merged into the gun.
In the tip, it simultaneously arouses the energy of thunder between heaven and earth, exploding both energy and speed to the extreme in an instant!
This is considered a move he created himself!
Only a master of martial arts can create his own inheritance! This is the first time that Lin Ming has created his own moves. Of course, the move he created was based on the killing move in "The Great Wild Halberd Technique", and it also has the power of the evil god.
A set of perverted secret techniques to support it.
Originally, with Lin Ming's cultivation level, the power of his self-created move would not be very powerful, but because of the above two points, the power of his move is actually very terrifying! It can be regarded as an accidental creation by a good hand, and it was created by chance.
In a sense, this move cannot be copied. It is only Lin Ming's own move. It is impossible for others to learn it, unless he also has the Evil God Seed and the Evil God Thunder Spirit in his body!
"This is the first time I have created my own moves. Although I have made reference to other people's moves, no martial arts master has created his own moves without referring to other techniques and secrets. This is a very good start!"
A warrior should have his own moves. No matter how powerful other people's moves are, they belong to others.
A set of inheritance is naturally created by the founder according to his own situation. It is most suitable for the founder to practice by himself, and it is most powerful when it is in his own hands.
If you place it on others, the power will inevitably be compromised, but the moves you create are different and can display 100% of the power.
"The spear moves contain artistic conception, and the attack power suddenly increases to a higher level. This is almost all thanks to the evil god's seeds. This evil god's power is really the most amazing skill in the world! I used to be sitting on a treasure mountain but didn't know how to use it.
What a waste of natural resources!”
Lin Ming thought mockingly to himself. In fact, it is not Lin Ming's fault. The power of the evil god is a set of magical techniques that are independent of the existing cultivation system. It is not easy to understand it without reference. The original one
The great master of the divine domain found the power of the evil god in the ancient ruins, but failed to understand it much. As a result, he died in the battle to besiege the Qianyu Holy Land.
"This is my first self-created move. It uses the Purple Hyun Gun as the medium, the Evil God Thunder Spirit as the front, the whole body turns into lightning, and the man and gun merge into one. I will name this move "Chasing Lightning!" Self-created
After the move, the first thing to do is to give the gun a name. Chasing lightning is an appropriate term to describe this move. The speed of this move is comparable to lightning.
"Integrating the artistic conception of thunder in the midst of massacre, I created my own lightning-chasing technique. What if it is another spear move?" Lin Ming thought as his eyes lit up.
…
While Lin Ming was comprehending the artistic conception of Thunder, in a restaurant on the third floor of Babel Tower, a short demon man was playing with a folding fan in his hand, with a calm smile on his face, "The letter of challenge is here,
Do you know your opponent?"
This short demon man is Kaiyang, one of the seven demons. In front of Kaiyang sits a giant demon man named Hong Zhong. When Kaiyang said this, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh? Lord Kaiyang knows
My opponent?"
Warriors on the third floor of the Babel Tower must participate in a battle every two months. They can find their own opponents, or they can be arranged by the Babel Tower based on their personal strength. Most of the time, warriors are busy training in the Babel Tower, and their opponents are arranged by the Babel Tower.
The warrior himself did not know who he was until the day of the competition.
This also avoids the possibility of finding out the opponent's details. It is of course good to know who the opponent is and prepare in advance.
"Hehe, of course I know." Kaiyang said with a smile. Kaiyang has taken refuge with the Dark Lord. He has great hands and eyes in the Babel Tower. It is not difficult to investigate an opponent.
Hong Zhong’s opponent was none other than Lin Ming.
To be precise, Kaiyang first investigated Lin Ming and discovered Lin Ming's opponent before finding this giant troll.
Kaiyang took a sip of wine and said slowly: "Not only do I know about it, but I also brought the war array of the other party, as well as his detailed information."
When the troll man heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. However, he suddenly thought of something, and he made a bitter expression and said: "Master Kaiyang is interested in something in me. You can't provide me with information in vain, right? I am a poor man."
"Haha!" Kaiyang smiled and patted Hong Zhong on the shoulder, "Don't worry, you are also among the top 50 people on the third floor of the Babel Tower, and I know that you have hidden part of your strength. In fact, your strength is...
It can rank more than thirty!"
On the third floor of Babel Tower, there are a total of three to four hundred warriors, and there are more than thirty warriors in the queue. They are definitely the upper reaches of the upper reaches.