Global high martial arts: I can copy talent

Chen Yang immediately understood what the Undead Emperor was thinking, but as long as the crack remained, it didn't seem necessary.

Chen Yang expressed his thoughts.

"I know the space cracks you mentioned. Due to the particularity of the ancient battlefield, space cracks will not always exist, so I summoned them to seal the inheritance power and hand it over to you. Even if one day the cracks suddenly disappear, you can Give the power of their law to others."

The Necromancer explained.

Only then did Chen Yang understand why this space crack had never been discovered before. It turned out that it would not always exist.

If it wasn't for Ye Shuang's good luck, human beings might not be able to find this space crack in their entire life. Thinking of this, Chen Yang nodded.

"No problem, I would."

"If you do this, you may not be able to obtain the power you want all at once, are you willing to do that?"

The Necromancer asked.

"It's okay, I believe that even if I don't meet you, I can become the pinnacle of this world!"

Chen Yang believed himself.

"Okay! This is the mentality that a cultivator should have. He should be neither arrogant nor impetuous. He will not lose himself because of the sudden power he gains. I understand what you think, and I feel much more at ease."

The Necromancer nodded in satisfaction.

"Shall we begin then?"

The ethereal old man spoke.

"and many more!"

Chen Yang interrupted suddenly.

"what happened?"

The ethereal old man was puzzled.

"May I ask what strength you have now?"

Chen Yang asked.

"Our strengths are all different. When I participated in the war, I was at the eleventh level, but now, I am afraid that I only have less than the tenth level."

The empty old man said in embarrassment.

"That's right, because I'm special, I can still maintain the tenth level of power, but it won't take long before my level will drop."

The Necromancer also nodded.

"That is to say, all of you are basically at the eighth level or above?"

Chen Yang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Yes."

The ethereal old man replied.

"That's great, I want to shake hands with you all!"

Chen Yang said excitedly.

"What?"

The Necromancer thought he heard it wrong, and Chen Yang suspended their teaching ceremony just to shake hands?

"Master, you don't mind, do you?"

Chen Yang came to the Necromancer and said haha.

Although he didn't know what Chen Yang wanted to do, he still stretched out his skeleton-like right hand.

When Chen Yang saw this, he didn't scribble any ink, and directly reached out to hold the hand of the Necromancer Emperor tightly.

"Copy talent!"

"Copy succeeded."

Chen Yang felt a stabbing pain in his brain. The tenth level of power was still too strong for him, even though his soul had already turned black and purple, and he only needed to go one step further to reach black.

The light blue soul is the sixth level, the dark blue soul is the seventh level, but after reaching the eighth level, the color of the soul will turn purple.

Above the eighth level are light black and dark black, which correspond to the ninth and tenth level of power respectively. Once the black soul turns into gold, it will be the peak of the Necromancer, the eleventh level!
There are very few people who can cultivate the power of the soul to this level, but if a cultivator fails to meet this condition, he will not be able to break through to the twelfth level in his life.

Only a golden soul has the chance to break through to the twelfth level. As for the legendary thirteenth level, the Necromancer can only guess that it may be a five-colored soul, because even the will of the blue star, when she is the strongest It's only the peak strength of the twelfth level, and it hasn't broken through to the thirteenth level.

Feeling something passing in his soul, the Necromancer showed a little surprise, he looked at Chen Yang, his eyes became extremely deep.

Although the copy talent is powerful, the higher the level, the more you can feel the stolen power.

Even the eighth-rank Bone Dragon King could find out that Chen Yang had used his talent on it, not to mention the tenth-rank Necromancer.

Seeing the Necromancer looking at him in surprise, Chen Yang just hurriedly left and came to the old man Kongling.

Seeing the strange appearance of the Necromancer, the old man Kongling also stretched out his right hand curiously. Soon, his expression was exactly the same as that of the Necromancer.

After duplicating the two, Chen Yang felt a little tired. Looking at the remaining old man, he rubbed his temples.

This duplication brought him a lot of surprises. Not only did the two domains reach the realm of supernatural powers, but they even copied their bloodlines and power of law.

Only then did Chen Yang know that above the high-level realm were the extraordinary realm, the psychic realm, the divine realm and the super-god realm, and each realm corresponded to the same cultivation realm.

In addition, many of Chen Yang's special talents have also reached the psychic level, and this level of special talents can only be comprehended by practitioners with the strength of the eleventh level. Now Chen Yang can be said to have won directly at the starting line.

It's a pity that Chen Yang can't use it in his current state, otherwise he would really become Blue Star No.1.

After adjusting his breath for a while, Chen Yang continued to copy the talents of other practitioners. This copying took a whole day. When he finished copying all the talents of everyone, his brain suddenly sounded like a thunderbolt, black and purple The fire of his soul turned into light black unexpectedly.

The Necromancer was the first to notice Chen Yang's strangeness. He excitedly came to Chen Yang and stretched out his hand to investigate. Sure enough, Chen Yang's soul fire directly reached the ninth level!
When the power of the soul breaks through to the ninth level, Chen Yang feels that he can get out of the body at any time, the soul has become a whole by itself, and he can even control the power of the physical body and the soul at the same time.

"A miracle~"

The Emperor Necromancer trembled a little when he was moved. If he hadn't had a physical body, he might have burst into tears.

In his time, whoever could cultivate the ninth level of soul power was not an old monster for decades or even hundreds of years, and who could reach this level at the age of 20 like Chen Yang.

The others were too excited to speak when they felt Chen Yang's breakthrough. Only then did they understand the terrifying cultivation speed of the Chosen One. Compared with other cultivators, the gap is outrageous.

"Tsk tsk tsk, if only I could become the chosen one."

The ethereal old man said enviously.

"Forget it, it's an old antique, and I feel that this life is worth it to see the chosen one with my own eyes."

The blue-robed old man laughed loudly.

"Chen Yang, since you already have the power of the ninth-level soul, it will be much smoother to practice my necromancy in the future. It is not too late, I will hand over the power of inheritance to you now!"

The Necromancer calmed down and said calmly.

"Okay, listen to Master!"

Chen Yang nodded and sat down, and the others also dispersed.

The Necromancer came to Chen Yang and put his hands on his back. Soon, Chen Yang felt a strange and familiar force pouring into him. With the influx of this force, Chen Yang had more A lot of memories and knowledge that have never been seen before, these are the soul emperor's lifelong learning.