Broken Night - Chapter 187

[Chapter 183 – Did you see it?]

Broken Night

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Chapter 183 – Did you see it?

The practice of the corpse pattern is extremely strange. The general practice is to absorb and transform the power between heaven and earth through the exercises, and then turn it into its own pattern.

However, the corpse pattern dao absorbs the dead energy between heaven and earth and converts it into pattern force. The pattern force is more corrosive and aggressive than the normal pattern force. This is why the corpse pattern road is stronger than the average cultivator. one.

In the Heicheng Pagoda, the tower body has a special formation that absorbs the death energy between heaven and earth. It can be said that the Heicheng Pagoda itself is a treasure for all cultivators who practice the corpse pattern.

Countless death auras were incorporated into Xiao Hu’s body, and a dark death energy began to permeate his body.

Soon, Xiao Hu’s body trembled rapidly.

The Great Elder was not surprised when he saw this. With a wave of his hand, the black robe on Xiao Hu’s body shattered inch by inch, revealing his weak chest.

In that chest, there are bursts of black energy surging under the skin, as if there are black snakes hidden in it, which looks extremely disgusting.

But all the cultivators of the corpse pattern did not show disgusting expressions, but were curious and looking forward to it.

When the corpse pattern breaks through, there is also a distinction.

According to the amount of black qi, it represents its talent.

They are called – Demon Dragons.

“Sixth, it’s worthy of being the Holy Son.”

“I heard that Lingfei, the elder’s attendant, was six, right? Now he is a master who has broken through the fifth realm of the Nine Serenities, and he is only one step away from the sixth realm.”

” It’s very powerful… Huh?”

Just as there was a lot of discussion below, Xiao Hu’s face became even more painful, and under his chest, a ferocious black qi appeared again!

“Seven! Seven!”

“Oh my god…”

Before the words were finished, Xiao Hu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were completely black, like a devil.

Boom!

Two black air circles erupted around him!

“Nine Articles!”

“Nine Articles Extreme! Actually…”

“It’s really a Holy Son…”

The corpse pattern cultivator below subconsciously knelt down on one knee, with awe in his eyes, and looked at Xiao Hu above.

After seeing the nine demon dragons, the elder did not see the expression in the shadows, and countless materials flew out of his palm.

The lines formed lines, the material blended into it, and then it was heavily imprinted on Xiao Hu’s chest!

On his chest, a pattern like a big hand appeared.

The five-fingered hand almost covered his entire chest, and in the palm of the palm pattern was a one-eyed.

At the moment when the pattern was completed, the pain on Xiao Hu’s face disappeared, replaced by endless indifference, staring at all the corpse pattern cultivators kneeling below.

The cultivation of the corpse pattern is extremely difficult, and the Xiantian Palace must be the heart palace.

That’s because, only when the heart palace is the first to enter the tattoo, can you control the various deceased tattoos that will be used for yourself after the engraving is entered into the palace.

The pattern engraved in the heart palace is called [Dead Palm Pattern].

Life and death are in the palm of your hand, even if you are dead, you have to be controlled by it!

“Breakthrough in the Xiantian Palace. According to custom, Holy Son, say a name. Of course, you can keep the person you want to kill, and use it after you break through in the future.”

“However, because the Holy Son is special. As long as in the future, every time you break through, you will be able to send all of our corpse marks to kill one person for him, until the fourth palace.”

Xiao Hu did not speak. In the past few months, he has been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he has gone from countless Among the books, I saw the origin of the corpse pattern, as well as various traditional customs.

And the vast majority of corpse tattoo cultivators will keep the dead person’s quota until they break through the second palace, then they can make a powerful tattoo artist or tattoo master their own combat power.

“I have.”

This was the first time Xiao Hu spoke in front of the crowd.

Although his voice was immature and youthful, he had an undeniable domineering arrogance, as if he was born with a superior position.

In fact, he has been a human being in two lifetimes, and he was also a superior who led countless strong men in the previous world.

“Rosen.”

“Yes, holy son!” Rosen was shocked when he heard the words, and then showed a complex expression of excitement but a strong desire to suppress the ecstasy on his face, while sighing: “Finally, my The

hard days are finally over!”

The legendary nine demon dragons, the holy son of the Blood Mountain Icon, can rely on such a big tree, with countless resources tilted, it is not impossible to break through the sixth level in the future. !

Thinking of this, Rosen’s face became more respectful, showing a look of death: “Holy Son, Rosen has a dog’s life. Since the Holy Son chose me, Rosen, to perform sacrifices for the Holy Son, then Rosen will do his best. Do your

best!”

The surrounding corpse-marked powerhouses also showed envy on their faces.

They could also foresee that Rosen, who had brought the Holy Son back, would definitely be reused, but they didn’t expect it to come so quickly.

Yes, that is the son of the legendary nine dragons!

“Rosen.”

“Holy Son, please speak! Rosen must give his best and die!” Rosen answered loudly!

A strange look finally appeared on Xiao Hu’s face, and he soon understood what Rosen meant.

However, the gloom

in his eyes became more and more intense, and he said coldly: “This holy son is saying that the person who wants to kill is Rosen!”

Sen.

And Rosen’s eyes were about to fall out, and the respect on his face blended with the horror in the depths of his eyes, which was obviously very funny.

“Follow the orders of the Son.”

After a long silence, a voice sounded slowly.

Ling Fei stepped out slowly, and three black phantoms appeared around him.

Those were all the tattoos of the dead that he had carved into the palace.

“Why! Holy Son! Why!” Rosen finally realized something, with a look of grief and despair on his face. He was in the black tower, surrounded by cultivators of the corpse pattern, and he had nowhere to go. escape.

He knew that he would die today: “Rosen can die, but only for one reason!”

Xiao Hu’s face was still full of sadness and joy, and he didn’t even look down: “This holy son wants to kill, why do you need a reason? ”

How come there is so much nonsense!”

“Kill!”

“For the sake of the Son, kill!”

Numerous corpse-marked powerhouses shot, but Rosen didn’t fight back at all.

He knew that if he fought back, his death would even be more painful, but before he died, the expression he looked at Xiao Hu was extremely complicated.

It was he who brought Xiao Hu back, and it was Xiao Hu who made him die.

Indirectly, Rosen killed himself.

His body gradually turned into black water, and the countless cultivators of the corpse pattern around him were muttering words.

That is the death curse of Zombie Dao looking at the death of the people of the same clan. They don’t want to step into heaven after death. They only hope that the clan’s journey to the underworld of Huangquan will be smoother.

Xiao Hu watched Rosen’s death, and the scene flashed through his heart.

“My little mouse… I don’t have any milk for you, so I found some milk from the tattooed beast…The tattooed beast is strong enough that I almost swallowed me…”

“Little mouse! I will ask you to repair it. Practice wenli, dance with a big knife and bow and arrow! wenli is the king!”

“Little mouse! Did you hit venison? Did you know that venison is the most delicious food in the world… You stinky boy, stealing again Eating deer legs…”

“Little mouse, this beauty is very beautiful! In the future, I will find a beautiful woman for you to be your daughter

-in- law!” In the

future, I want to let Lao Tzu enjoy the happiness.”

“Little mouse…”

“Little mouse…”

Xiao Hu raised his head slightly, and no one noticed the glittering glide.

see it?

I avenged you.