"You're a unique little kid. You haven't been taken away from me, and you're not Reincarnator. You actually know so much, and you can still see my state."
The ancient voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of curiosity and inquiry in its tone.
Luo Heng smiled and did not answer, but looked at the Black Patterns climbing at the bottom of the stone monument.
Those Black Patterns seem to be still squirming quietly, as if they are alive, spreading upward slowly but firmly, looking like the stone monument is suppressing something, and that thing is still trying to break free.
"They have been eroding you." Luo Heng said, this is not a question, but a statement.
Monument Spirit was silent for a moment and said, "It has been tens of thousands of years."
Luo Heng nodded slightly and said nothing.
Tens of thousands of years.
This Great Desolation Monument has been suppressing that Yimo King for tens of thousands of years.
He sincerely admires this kind of perseverance and perseverance.
Buzz--
Just as Luo Heng was staring at those black lines, the stone tablet suddenly began to tremble violently.
The black streaks below seemed to be resurrected at this moment, with countless black streaks rising crazily and climbing toward the top of the stone monument.
Waves of black air emanated from it, evil and cold, and wherever it passed, even the air seemed to be corroded.
Some of the black energy rushed towards Luo Heng very quickly, with an undisguised malice.
Luo Heng squinted his eyes but did not hide.
"Hmph!"
A low cold snort came from the stele, the stele shook, and streaks of ancient yellow light surged down. An indescribable force spread out, severely suppressing the black lines that tried to erode up.
The black energy that swept towards Luo Heng was also scattered by a Ancient Yellow Light.
"Jiejie--"
The moment the black pattern was suppressed, an extremely sharp laughter sounded. The laughter was filled with cold and unusual evil, making people feel uncomfortable all over.
Luo Heng's eyes were a bit cold.
That voice belongs to Yimo.
Monument Spirit looked at Luo Heng, and the light surged above the monument, transforming into Stone Mirror.
Light waves surged on the mirror surface, and scenes emerged one after another.
It was a vast and endless world, with a huge stone monument standing on the earth, it was Great Desolation Monument.
In the sky around the stone tablet, there are dozens of figures standing, each with a rainbow-like momentum, and their whole body exudes heart-stopping fluctuations.
And far in front of them, there seemed to be a fault in the space, and monstrous black gas gushes out from the fault, Shrouding the Heavens blocking out the sun.
At that moment, even heaven and earth wailed.
In the black mist, countless cold and evil beams of light shot out, and the powerful men in the world also took action at the same time. All kinds of martial arts exploded, and the world trembled.
The image in Stone Mirror is just a corner of the battlefield, but it is more tragic than the image Luo Heng saw in the Di Wu Sect.
Countless strong men have fallen, and the earth has been dyed red with blood, but the black mist seems to be endless, constantly pouring out from the space fault.
The scene ended quickly.
"Since you know them, you must have seen some of the images." Monument Spirit's voice sounded slowly.
Luo Heng nodded.
"It is a king." Monument Spirit's tone became heavier and he said, "If I were in my heyday, I might be able to wipe it out, but now I can't. Tens of thousands of years of suppression have consumed most of my power, but that thing is still eroding me. This kind of thing is too tenacious."
"Before you, there were people who came here, but in the end, none of them came back."
Luo Heng was silent for a moment and said, "They are all gone."
"Well." Monument Spirit said with a hint of exhaustion in his voice, "They all failed."
Luo Heng looked at the still squirming Black Patterns, thinking in his mind.
With the strength of a Yimo King, Reincarnation Stage, he remembered that this Samsara Tribulation was a True King that had survived one disaster, or two disasters, he forgot.
But no matter what, with his current level of cultivation, confronting him head-on would be courting death.
But he has help.
"One Ancestor Talisman's power is not enough." Monument Spirit said slowly, as if he knew what Luo Heng was thinking, and continued, "If you want to kill a king, you need at least two Ancestor Talisman's power."
Luo Heng smiled.
"Easy."
Monument Spirit was slightly startled.
"The young man in black who is being tested by you outside is called Lin Dong. He is my brother."
Luo Heng said in a casual tone, "He has Devouring Ancestral Symbol, Ancestral Stone, and Qiankun Ancient Formation."
Monument Spirit was silent.
Devouring Ancestral Symbol? Ancestral Stone? Qiankun Ancient Formation?
That kid, who is he?
"As for the second Ancestor Talisman." Luo Heng paused and continued, "After a few months of Sect Tournament, I can call its current owner over."
"Who?" Monument Spirit's voice wavered slightly.
"Owner of Darkness Ancestral Symbol and Darkness Holy Scythe, Northern Xuan Region Darkness Hall Master Bo Xuan, Samsara Stage is the pinnacle, she is my lover's master." Luo Heng smiled at the corner of his mouth. If nothing unexpected happens, Qing Tan that girl will still come over when Otherworldly Demon Domain.
Monument Spirit was completely silent.
Samsara Stage peak, Darkness Ancestral Symbol, Darkness Holy Scythe.
The power of the two Ancestor Talisman, plus Ancestral Stone·Yan, Qiankun Ancient Formation and Darkness Holy Scythe, Ancient Divine Object ranked second, and the third, fourth and fifth ones all appeared.
If this lineup can't kill one Yimo King, it might as well commit suicide.
This little guy knows so much, but he doesn't have one Ancient Divine Object. Does he not need it? Or...?
"If you don't have confidence yet." Seeing that it didn't speak, Luo Heng continued, "I'll see if I can contact senior Qing Zhi and ask him to call his friend senior Mo Luo to come over."
"Senior Mo Luo is now also at the peak of Samsara Stage. He owns Flame Ancestral Symbol, a staunch demon-slayer sect, and takes protecting Tianxuan Continent and eliminating Yimo as his own responsibility."
"That's enough."
Monument Spirit's voice finally sounded, with a hint of helplessness, alas, he was underestimated by the juniors.
"It's okay if Mo Luo can't be contacted. It'll be good if Devouring Ancestral Symbol and the Bo Xuan you mentioned are here."
It paused and then said, "Qing Zhi? That little Azure Dragon? Did he survive? Then he should have reached Reincarnation Stage."
Luo Heng smiled and said, "Well, senior Qing Zhi has already passed First Samsara Tribulation."
Monument Spirit was silent for a moment, and said with a hint of emotion in his voice, "It was not easy for anyone to survive that war."
Luo Heng nodded.
"You want Great Desolation Scripture, right?" Monument Spirit changed the subject and said, "I'll pass it on to you. Remember to bring them over when the time comes. I only have two or three years."
Luo Heng said seriously, "Don't worry, it is the duty of all living beings to kill Yimo, Tianxuan!"
"Hahaha, okay! It's obligatory!"
Monument Spirit laughed, with a hint of relief and relief in the laughter.
After tens of thousands of years of loneliness and suppression, hope finally came.
This kid suits its appetite. After getting rid of this Yimo King, just follow him. It can feel that this kid's future achievements will not be much weaker than Ice Master.
The surface of the monument shook, and the ancient characters on it broke away, roared, and finally turned into four ancient yellow fonts, suspended in front of Luo Heng.
The vast Huang Wu atmosphere spreads.
Great Desolation Scripture!
"Great Desolation Scripture was created by me personally back then. When this skill is completed, within ten thousand miles, it will become Huang Wu red land. The vitality of thousands of miles will be gathered into one body, and the power can break the sky."
Monument Spirit's voice came out leisurely, with a hint of complacency, obviously quite satisfied with this self-created martial arts.
Heavenly Martial Arts-level exercises can turn the power of heaven and earth into one's own use. This Great Desolation Scripture turns the earth into Huang Wu, drawing out the power of life. Such power is difficult to estimate.
Even opponents who are stronger than themselves can still defeat them.
It is somewhat similar to Luo Heng's <Great Devouring Art>, but the two are fundamentally different.
Great Devouring Art devours all things and turns them into one's own use, while Great Desolation Scripture takes away the vitality of all things and turns them into Desolate Power. Huang Wu is not the end either. They both lead to the same destination by different paths, but each has its own merits.
"Great Desolation Scripture, the true meaning lies in the two words Huang Wu."
Monument Spirit continued, "I can feel that you have a deep understanding of Huang Wu."
Luo Heng nodded.
He practiced Desolate Art in the Desolate Hall and has reached the ninth level. Both Great Desolate Body and Barren Demonic Eye have become great achievements. His understanding of Great Desolation Scripture is indeed more advantageous than ordinary people.
"Huang Wu Although it is desolate, it does not deprive all things of vitality. All things in the world rotate in circles. Huang Wu only secretly gathers vitality. When the cycle comes back, spring will fill the earth."
"I think you already understand these principles. How far you can cultivate Great Desolation Scripture in the future still depends on your own abilities."
Luo Heng nodded, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior."
Monument Spirit said nothing, but the light on the monument flickered slightly, seeming to be watching him.
Luo Heng Sit down cross-legged and close your eyes.
Those four ancient characters hovered around him, roared down, and submerged into his Heavenly Spirit Cap.
"Buzz--"
Four ancient characters came into my mind, and a vast information filled with ancient and obscure information roared in my mind.
But Luo Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he just received the information quietly.
He has endured several Origin Divine Skill inheritances, and the amount of information is much greater than this. At this level, it is just a piece of cake for him.
Great Desolation Monument was a little surprised.
This kid received information much faster than he expected.
And judging from his expression, he didn't seem to feel any pressure at all.
Monument Spirit nodded secretly in his heart, this child is indeed extraordinary.
After it fell silent for a while, a ray of light suddenly shot out and enveloped Luo Heng's body.
The ancient yellow brilliance penetrated into Luo Heng's body, and under the penetration of that brilliance, a very faint breath of Huang Wu began to appear on the surface of Luo Heng's body.
That's a sign that Great Desolation Scripture's cultivation is advancing rapidly.
Monument Spirit increased Guanghua's output. It wanted to see where this kid's limit was.
Luo Heng felt the power pouring into his body, his heart moved, and he took out Dao Token.
Top Grade Pure Yuan Treasure, Dao Token, which can greatly increase the speed of cultivation.
With the assistance of Great Desolation Monument and the blessing of Dao Token, Great Desolation Scripture's cultivation speed has reached a terrifying level.
Those obscure scriptures were quickly decomposed, reorganized, and understood in his mind, as if there were no bottlenecks, and the journey was smooth.
Great Desolation Monument The more I look at it, the more frightened I become.
This guy seems to have no bottleneck period at all?
It has lived for tens of thousands of years and has seen countless geniuses, but this is the first time it has seen one like Luo Heng.
Whether it is his understanding, Spiritual Power, or his affinity for Desolate Power, they have all reached an incredible level.
Monument Spirit withdrew his gaze and turned his attention to the young man in black named Lin Dong.
It plans to observe it for a while first.
As for the other three Desolate Hall disciples, it just glanced at them and stopped paying attention.
That level of talent is not worth spending too much time on when it is in a critical period.