Volume 5 Sword Qi Jiuxiao 749 Golden Gate and the Water of Styx
At the same time, the black light on Liu Ming's body was strong, and a large black mist surged out, condensing into five black fog dragons, and five black fog tigers, roaring like tigers and dragons, and then soared into the sky.
There was a loud "boom" sound.
In a flash, the golden giant sword struck the purple giant hand solidly. Immediately, thunder and lightning flashed together, but the giant sword only cut into the giant palm of Qingtian by one point, and was shattered into pieces by the shock.
A shower of golden light fell down.
But the fog dragon and fog tiger behind roared and slammed into it, and the billowing black air wave rolled away, actually holding the giant purple hand slightly together.
But the next moment, Lei Yao shouted loudly, took out his palm and suddenly flexed his fingers.
Suddenly there was a thunderous sound from the giant purple hand, and thick purple arcs surged out wildly, shattering all the fog dragons and tigers in an instant, and then continued to press down with a rumble.
When Liu Ming saw this, his pupils shrank, and without saying a word, he shook his arms. First, dense purple scales appeared on his two fists. Then, with a flash of silver light, two silver gauntlets appeared, covering the purple fists instantly.
Got in.
The sound breaks through the air together.
Densely packed silver fist shadows shot up high like a torrential rain, causing the giant purple hand that hit them to tremble.
However, the surface of the giant purple hand was just thick arcs of electricity flashing at the same time. It easily suppressed all the fist shadows below, and after a flash, it grabbed Liu Ming below and exploded, directly turning into a shower of blood.
There was a flash of light before his eyes, and Liu Ming reappeared in the mysterious space, his face slightly pale.
"Sure enough, no matter how hard we try, it is still impossible for us to face the Celestial Realm monks head-on with our current strength..." He raised his hands and took a look, then murmured to himself.
Over the years, he has used the Phantom Eyes countless times to simulate being chased by the Thunder Demon. He has gradually understood some subtle changes in the power of star magnetism and the Beast Armor Technique. His strength is completely different from that in the middle stage of Crystal Transformation.
But even so, once he turns around and resists the thunder monster in the illusion, he will be killed by a palm without any surprise, without any suspense.
However, after experiencing illusion simulations again and again, Liu Ming has gained a lot. Especially after many times of training in spiritual consciousness, he is no longer as strong as he was at the beginning when facing the terrifying spiritual pressure of the celestial realm.
The strength that was easily intimidated was greatly reduced.
Even his mental strength has increased significantly compared to before, which can be said to be an unexpected surprise.
Liu Ming immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to silently recall every detail of the fierce battle with Lie Zhentian in the illusion, and carefully considered his mistakes in response.
But after a cup of tea, his expression suddenly changed, and he opened his eyes in surprise.
He saw the Huntian Monument in front of him tremble without any warning, and then with a "pop" sound, dazzling golden spiritual patterns suddenly spiraled upward from the bottom of the monument base like vines.
There are faint runes floating around on these spiritual patterns, which is really wonderful.
In less than a moment, golden spiritual lines were scattered all over the entire monument.
Just when Liu Ming was horrified, dazzling golden light suddenly emitted from the spirit patterns on the surface of the monument. Under the convergence of countless golden light flashes, the spirit patterns emerged one after another from the body of the monument.
But after a moment, a deep Sanskrit sound came out, and the golden inscriptions kept leaping in the air and began to rotate rapidly around the entire monument.
The originally gray and mysterious space was suddenly illuminated by endless golden light, as bright as day, while bursts of warm spiritual energy filled the space.
At this time, Liu Ming stared at the golden inscriptions floating in the sky without blinking.
These mysterious and ancient inscriptions made it impossible for him, who had always been knowledgeable and knowledgeable, to identify any of them.
After a few breaths, hundreds of golden inscriptions gathered in front of the stone tablet, and after a flash of golden light, they transformed into a huge and unknown golden rune.
This rune is about ten feet in size, and its surface is composed of numerous densely packed small inscriptions, which flicker and vibrate rhythmically.
When Liu Ming saw this strange phenomenon, he almost subconsciously moved his body and immediately pushed it more than ten feet away.
Almost at the same time, there was a loud "boom"!
The huge golden runes suddenly exploded, and circles of faint golden mist rose up. Countless inscriptions immediately shattered into dots of golden light, and together with the golden spiritual mist, they formed a sea of golden light.
In the golden sea, a huge golden door four feet wide and five feet high is slowly emerging from the sea level. On the surface of the giant door, spiritual patterns of different colors are arranged crisscrossing, forming a strange outline.
pattern.
Liu Ming was naturally stunned. Just when he was about to see and write down these patterns carefully, he suddenly felt a darkness in front of his eyes, and there was an explosion-like pain in the sea of consciousness, accompanied by a painful roar of "Ah", the golden giant door
It collapsed suddenly, then turned into little bits of golden light, and disappeared without a trace along with the golden sea.
And when Liu Ming concentrated for a moment and saw the objects in front of him clearly again, he found that the golden light on the Huntian Monument had long dimmed and returned to its original appearance.
"As expected, it still doesn't work. It seems I'm still too impatient!" Just when Liu Ming was still a little surprised, a familiar sigh came from behind.
When he hurriedly turned around, a 13-14-year-old green-robed boy stood behind him with his hands clasped behind his back. It was Luo Hu, but the expression on his face was quite strange, looking both expectant and relieved.
"Senior Luo Hu, what was that just now..." Liu Ming had a thought in his mind and immediately raised his hand and asked.
"I can't tell you about other things right now. I can only say that this matter is related to the Huntian Monument, and it may be a great opportunity for you. Before that, you just need to improve your cultivation as much as possible.
Otherwise, the opportunity may turn into misfortune." Facing Liu Ming's question, Luo Hu waved his hand expressionlessly, interrupting his words.
Then, before Liu Ming could ask any more questions, a green light flashed around his body, turning into a hazy green light and disappearing in front of Liu Ming.
Liu Ming had long been accustomed to Luo Hu's elusiveness.
However, the inexplicable words he said before leaving made him feel shocked!
Liu Ming knew that Luo Hu would never say such words for no reason, and while his heart felt heavy, he became even more interested in the strange golden door.
After standing there for a long time with a gloomy expression, he sighed softly, closed his eyes, withdrew his consciousness, and the next moment, he returned to the secret room of the cave.
Liu Mingque closed his eyes tightly again and used his spiritual consciousness to observe the Hun Tian Monument in his body.
This monument is the same as before, still floating quietly in the sea of consciousness.
After quietly observing for half a day, he still couldn't find anything strange. After thinking hard to no avail, he could only put the matter behind him for the time being.
In the next moment, Liu Ming shook his sleeves slightly, and a piece of black jade slipped into the palm of his hand. It was the last six levels of the Nether Bone Technique.
When he hurriedly glanced at it again with his spiritual consciousness, a wry smile appeared on his face.
Speaking of which, Liu Ming has read the last six levels of the Nether Bone Technique countless times during his years in the Southern Wasteland after he advanced to the late stage of Crystal Transformation, and he has almost understood it. But according to the
As mentioned above, it is impossible to cultivate at all now.
Because the cultivation of the next six levels of the Underworld Bone Art actually requires the help of the so-called water of the Styx to wash the body in order to be successful.
The River Styx is a legendary river that only exists in the Nine Netherworld, so how can he find it at this time?
According to rumors, the water basin of the Styx runs through the entire Nine Netherworlds. The water in the river is not only extremely heavy, but also extremely cold. No matter whether humans or ghosts enter it, they will instantly sink without being able to float at all.
No matter where the Nine Netherworld is now, even if Liu Ming advances to the celestial realm, he will probably need some chance to enter it.
It seemed that the deal he made with Qing Ling that day was really a big loss, but he could only dare to make such a fuss now to comfort himself.
After all, in front of Qing Ling, a powerful master of the mysticism, whether or not the transaction is made willingly will not affect the final result at all.
Thinking of this, he could only shake his head with a wry smile, put the jade slip away, turned his palm over and took out another silver bowl.
Liu Ming flicked his fingers, and the lid of the bowl opened with a bang, and a faint medicinal fragrance suddenly filled the secret room.
But he saw that the silver bowl was filled with one-third of the lavender spiritual liquid, and there was a golden talisman soaked in the spiritual liquid, which was the Yellow Turban Hercules Talisman.
He glanced at the talisman, and then took out the ancient yellow turban talisman book given by Qing Ling that day from the Sumeru Ring, and put it to his forehead to read it carefully.
While he was flipping through the pages, he looked carefully at the contents of the silver bowl, as if comparing himself to something.
After a cup of tea, Liu Ming slowly took down the book and put it away again.
Speaking of which, when he read this book a few years ago, he found that the book did record some secret techniques for refining the Yellow Turban Talisman. However, in ancient times, the main materials for refining the Yellow Turban Talisman were common.
It has long since disappeared. Even if it wants to refine a second Yellow Turban Talisman, without a special opportunity, it is probably impossible.
The talisman soldiers of various major sects now are completely different from the ancient yellow turban warrior talisman soldiers described in this book. The latter have their own spirituality after careful cultivation, and may have great potential to be tapped, while the former is just similar.
A puppet-like existence that can only rely on dead objects to be controlled by the soul.
However, the last few pages of this book recorded several special secret techniques for using the Yellow Turban Warriors. One of them was a secret technique for refining the Yellow Turban Warriors into clones, which greatly interested Liu Ming.