Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh immortal power
This time, I did not enter through the main entrance of Xutian Palace.
The Human Saint King waved his sleeves, and a ray of holy light enveloped Chen Ling and disappeared in front of the palace door.
Appearing again, Chen Ling found that it was a void space.
The space is endless and exudes an ancient atmosphere.
He even vaguely felt that there seemed to be countless extremely terrifying weak wills in the depths of this void space.
These wills are ethereal and illusory, but they are ancient and immortal and will last forever.
"This is the place where the original magical powers are inherited. There are original magical powers created by countless ancestors of our race. What kind of original magical powers you get depends on your destiny."
The Human Saint King glanced at the void and said calmly.
"Start from here and go deeper."
"I am waiting for you outside."
After the Human Saint King finished speaking, he left this space.
Chen Ling scanned the void for a long time before he seriously started walking deeper.
The original magical power, he is also full of expectations for the original magical power he can obtain.
As he moved forward, he activated the power of the blood in his body, the blood returned to its true form, the ancestral power was added to his body, and an extremely powerful blood wave enveloped his body.
Going deeper, the ancient and immortal fluctuations became stronger and stronger, making him gradually feel the slightest pressure.
That kind of fluctuation was like a wave of will sweeping over his body.
For a quarter of an hour, nothing changed.
Chen Ling moved on.
The space seems to have no end, except for the ubiquitous fluctuations of will, there is a dead silence.
Big beads of sweat appeared on Chen Ling's forehead.
Huge pressure, like huge mountains, shrouded his body.
It's been half an hour.
Nothing changes.
Chen Ling couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement in his heart and frowned slightly.
He still has confidence in his own bloodline.
Even among the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan, only a few people can return to their true bloodline.
What's more, after causing so many ancestors of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Tribe to appear before, why is there no movement here?
If you can't even get the original magical power, it will be ugly.
Of course, Chen Ling doesn't care if he looks ugly or not.
The key is that the original magical power is too important, and it greatly improves the strength.
Although the pressure was great, it was still within his tolerance. He gritted his teeth and moved forward.
As time passed, Chen Ling's figure disappeared into the long nothingness.
Deep in the void, strong waves of will surged.
These wills blended together, churning endlessly, as if they were arguing.
At a certain moment, one will seemed to overwhelm all other wills.
call out!
From the depths of the void, a white light shot out like lightning.
Chen Ling's pupils shrank, and the hair on his body stood up subconsciously.
But he suppressed his thoughts of resistance as fast as lightning and allowed the white light to sink into his body.
Buzz~~
A heartbreaking and severe pain suddenly rose from the Dantian.
"ah……"
This severe pain was unprecedented. Chen Ling had never experienced pain before. He let out a scream in an instant, and his body twitched and fell to the ground.
This scene lasted for nearly half a quarter of an hour before it eased.
Chen Ling almost collapsed on the ground, his whole body was weak, and he was breathing heavily.
"What kind of magical power is this? This is too terrifying."
Chen Ling shuddered when he thought of the pain.
"Why don't you have magical powers?" Chen Ling restrained his thoughts, but found that there was no change in his bloodline, and no inheritance appeared in his mind.
He looked stunned for a moment, and then frowned, and his spiritual thoughts came to Dantian.
"What is this?"
Under the true energy of Dantian, a wisp of milky white power as thick as a thumb remained motionless.
Although it was just a wisp, it made him feel an indescribable feeling of terror and palpitations.
It was as if that ray of power was enough to kill him and destroy the world.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Ling cautiously tried to control this power.
The milky white power trembled slightly.
"It can be controlled by me."
The tension in Chen Ling's heart slowly faded away.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a piece of information suddenly rushed into my mind.
Chen Ling frowned, and immediately saw the information about this ray of power amid a burst of pain.
"This is immortal power, obtained by the Holy Tomb. It is a kind of power that is different from the true energy. Its quality is higher than the true energy, but it is extremely difficult for a warrior to use it for his own use. Perhaps one person among a million people can
success."
"Junior, since you can still see here, it means that you have successfully obtained this immortal power. The power of this immortal power is extremely terrifying. Even a wisp of it can produce great power."
"If you want to increase your immortal power, you must circulate your meridians throughout the heavens. With each great cycle, your immortal power will increase a little. However, true energy is completely different from the immortal power. Therefore, you must endure unprecedented inhumanity when your meridians circulate throughout the heavens.
pain."
"If you can't bear it, you may die or die."
"Young people, take care of yourself."
…
Chen Ling was stunned for a long time, with a wry smile on his face: "Didn't you say it was a supernatural power? Why did you give me so-called immortal power?"
The content of the message actually frightened him.
Obtained from the Holy Tomb, a power completely different from true energy, which is obviously extraordinary.
But the inheritance of the original magical power gives him immortal power. What the hell is this?
However, that immortal power gave him an extremely terrifying feeling.
If you can control it skillfully, it is also a method.
"That's all, it's better than nothing."
Chen Ling smiled helplessly, stood up slowly and walked back.
Tens of breaths later, outside the Xutian Palace, the Human Saint King looked at Chen Ling curiously: "What kind of original magical power did you get?"
Chen Ling looked strange and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Senior, it's not a magical power."
"Not magical power?"
The Human Saint King was stunned.
In the place where the original magical power is inherited, what else can you get other than magical power?
"It is a power called immortal power, which is obtained from the Holy Tomb."
"I don't know why either."
Chen Ling smiled bitterly.
"Immortal power? The power in the Holy Tomb?" The Human Saint King's pupils shrank when he heard this.
"I have heard about the immortal power. This kind of power is unique to the Holy Tomb. It is extremely terrifying. Many saint kings died under this chaotic immortal power." The Human Saint King said.
Chen Ling raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise on his face.
"Since you can obtain immortal power, it seems that this is your chance. Immortal power is not any kind of power that we have cultivated. Obviously your physique can accommodate it. You know, a long time ago, there were many peerless saints
The king tried to absorb this power, and eventually all of them died." The Human Saint King said with a smile.
"I see."
Chen Ling nodded slowly, looking forward to the ray of immortal power in his dantian.
"As a candidate for the Holy Son, you already have the qualifications to live in the Xutian area. You juniors all live in the sixth floor of the Monster Hall."
"Come with me."
The Human Saint King took Chen Ling to the sixth level of the Xutian Nine Stars area.
One hundred majestic palaces full of ancient and immortal atmosphere are located around the core.
"This one belongs to you from now on."
The Human Saint King brought Chen Ling to one of them. (To be continued)