Chapter 1846 Ming Jun manifested
If I didn't know this, I would probably really think this is a king of hell in the underworld.
In fact, it seems that it is true that the eighteen-story tower held by the Ten Thousand Souls Beads used to have extraordinary potential and eighteen-story hell brewed in it, but it is only extraordinary potential. If you want to say the actual value, it must be far inferior to the real underworld. In this case, the Ten Thousand Souls Beads, which exist like the real spirit of the magic weapon, naturally cannot be called the King of Yama.
But now it's different...
You know, the eighteen-story towers just now devoured the real eighteen-story hell, although the eighteen-story hell is now incomplete and greatly reduced in power, even the level of Dharma phase like Lin Fei can pass through one after another.
This is far from the legendary scene of the eighteen-level hell world, one step at a time...
But no matter what, the eighteen-level hell is the eighteen-level hell after all. Even if it is incomplete, it still has enough foundations. This is like leaving behind an orthodox seed of underworld. As long as you cultivate patiently, the seed can take root and sprout again.
Whoever can get it can rely on these eighteen levels of hell to recreate the glory of the eighteen levels of hell, and even directly achieve the ancient Yama.
Lin Fei didn't know what other people had to cultivate, but Lin Fei knew that by following the integration of the eighteen-story towers, he had already had enough confidence to say that he had a way to recreate the ancient underworld.
As the master of the eighteen-story tower, after the benefits of the eighteen-story hell gradually spread to the entire underworld, the ten thousand soul beads, as the master of the eighteen-story tower, naturally became a new generation of King of Hell, to take charge of the new hell!
For example, now, this change is obvious enough. After the eighteenth level of hell was fused, the Ten Thousand Souls Bead was directly transformed into the image of the ancient Nether King. This is not the Ten Thousand Souls Bead itself wants to change like this, but an indescribable connection.
It’s like the principle that trees are about to grow and flowers are about to bloom. After the fusion is completed, the Ten Thousand Souls Beads naturally undergo this change, and this image of the Nether King is derived...
However, perhaps it is because the eighteen levels of hell itself is incomplete, which makes this fusion a little flawed and has not reached a perfect fusion state, which affects the magic weapon of Ten Thousand Souls Beads.
Although I have an image now, my figure seems illusory and unchanging, with only one rough image. If you look at the details carefully, you will feel illusory and unreal.
In the end, I can only remember that it seems that his face is extremely majestic and ferocious, exuding a terrifying ghost spirit, but at the same time it gives people a strange and grand aura.
Seeing this scene, Lin Fei didn't think much about it, and immediately understood and said, "Is this still evolving? So... is it evolving innate?"
Lin Fei knew that it was impossible for these eighteen-story towers to be advanced to the innate state after devouring the eighteen-story hell. However, Lin Fei also knew that this innate state could not be achieved in one go.
In a sense, the process of breaking through the innate realm may be much longer than that of a monk. It is really not certain how long it takes to achieve the innate realm.
If you have a bad luck, you may evolve for thousands of years before you can finally take shape, which is really not annoying enough. For most monks, at this age of thousands of years, they may have passed away by the time they can use it. The benefits they have finally obtained will be given to future generations in vain...
Lin Fei's thoughts moved, and his whole body disappeared, turned into a stream of light, and entered the eighteen-story tower.
Then, a boundless world appeared in front of Lin Fei's eyes. When I looked up, I saw that the scene here was extremely similar to the scenes that Lin Fei had walked through before.
The world of swords, flame hell, and the cold lands, these places have reappeared.
In the past, Lin Fei had been nurturing such scenes in the eighteen-story towers. It was only because of time that he could only grow slowly, so the growth progress within these eighteen-story hells has not been large.
But now, the scenes in front of Lin Fei are like a transformation, and these layers of hell seem to have expanded and grown several times.
Except for not many ghosts there, it is already quite good. It has a bit of the atmosphere of the eighteen-story tower when it was ancient.
In these eighteen levels of hell, there is a huge figure standing tall and upright, as if he was in charge of everything. His breathing turned into black smoke and clouds, spreading to all parts of the eighteen levels of hell.
Then, these black smoke clouds just circled in the eighteen levels of hell, and then continued to cycle with the figure's sucking and spitting.
It seems that the entire eighteen-level hell was followed by a huge figure, which was inseparable. Every time the cycle between each other would make the figure of this huge figure more solid.
As the black clouds gathered around him became thicker and dark drizzle began to drip from them. After the raindrops fell on the ground, they were like nourishing the earth, silently integrating into the ground, and the ground became more and more compact.
This is how the eighteen-level hells become stronger little by little, and in this cycle, the eighteen-level hells and a huge figure standing tall and earth become closer.
It seems that these eighteen levels of hell are it, and it is these eighteen levels of hell.
Lin Fei stood there, watching all this, but there were countless mysterious magical secret techniques that naturally appeared in Lin Fei's mind. Lin Fei felt that these information seemed to be self-evident. The moment they appeared in his mind, he naturally understood it.
When I looked at these eighteen levels of hell, the understanding also changed a whole new way, just as if it was part of my own bloodlines. Naturally, I could know how to use it.
Chapter completed!