Starting from evil spirits to challenge comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 122

Taking the parchment from Yang Dingtian's corpse, Han Ling said:

"Don't worry, Master Yang, I will kill Cheng Kun and avenge you."

Han Ling cut his finger and smeared the blood on the sheepskin. It was indeed an unknown character.

According to the original, it is in Persian script.

Han Ling didn't know if the system could recognize foreign characters. If not, he had to find a translator.

Fortunately, the system is extremely powerful. After Han Ling read the full text, the system moved the universe into the arsenal.

Han Ling wanted to test his current skill, and he could move the universe to several percent in one breath.

This great shift of the universe is a divine skill passed down from generation to generation in the Ming religion, and only the leader can practice it.

The fundamental principle is not so mysterious, it is just that you must first stimulate your own potential, and then pull it away, and the changes in it are magical and unimaginable.

After success, it can transfer the enemy's strength and use it to fight.

The mental method of the first level of the Great Teleportation of the Universe is all guided by luck and the method of moving the palace with strength.

It is marked above that those with high comprehension can complete it in seven years, while those with the second one need 14 years.

But Han Ling knew that the key to practicing this magical skill lay in the depth of internal strength.

The internal energy he learned is omnipotent, which is a god-level internal energy that systematically integrates the six internal forces of Tongyouxuangong, evil spirits, small Wuxianggong, Shenzhaogong, Xiantiangong, and Beiming Shengong.

Although he has only reached the seventh level, he is still far from the perfection of his skills.

But the internal strength he has accumulated at this time is already like the five best in the world, and he is only a hair away from entering the ranks of the top masters.

In just a moment of hard work, Han Ling practiced the first level of the Great Teleportation of the Universe.

Han Ling continued to practice and reached the fifth floor in one breath.

At this time, his whole body's energy and energy are all directed as he wishes, sending out when he wants to send out, receiving when he wants to receive, everything is done according to his will, his whole body is full of bones, very comfortable.

When he reached the sixth floor, Han Ling's speed suddenly slowed down.

It's not that the scriptures are obscure and difficult to understand, but that his practice is hindered and he gradually feels strenuous.

It took Han Ling nearly a day to practice this level of kung fu.Compared with Zhang Wuji who practiced in an hour, it is really a lot worse.

Inspired by his potential, Han Ling unknowingly broke through to the early stage of the Nine Realms (Supernatural).

It was a pleasant surprise.

Han Ling stopped practicing. The seventh level of this kung fu was created by the creators out of thin air, and 19 sentences were made by the masters.

From the current point of view, his skill is still far behind Zhang Wuji's Nine Suns, and he may not be able to practice the seventh level of kung fu.

Besides, he doesn't have the ability to identify the mistakes in this magical skill now.

He simply stopped and taught everything to the system.

Integrating the great teleportation of the universe into the Vientiane Senluo, the quality of his internal strength has improved slightly again, which is reflected in the potential points. Even if he needs 180 million potentials, he can advance to the eighth floor.

Han Ling sees that there are more and more demands for this potential, and the system has not released tasks for a long time. I am afraid that at present, he can only improve his strength by fusing internal strength.

After putting away the parchment, Han Ling returned the same way.

His gong power is now higher than when he came here, and it will undoubtedly be easier to avoid people in the Ming Cult.

Han Ling quickly descended the mountain and headed towards Sansheng'ao.

At this time, his various senses are much more sensitive than before, and the true energy in his body is also more solidified, turning into true strength.

"If we fight Ouyang Feng again, we will definitely win."

Han Ling's confidence increased greatly.

Walking in front of Sanshengao, Han Ling stopped suddenly. He sensed that there was a top expert hiding nearby, and he even vaguely felt a strong crisis.

Who is the other party?

It seemed stronger than Ouyang Feng.

Han Ling's heart trembled, and he simply said loudly: "Where is the expert here, why don't you come out and see him?"

"Amitabha, the donor's skills are outstanding, and the poor monk admires him."

A middle-aged monk who appeared to be around 40 years old came out, but his eyebrows and beard were all white, and his muscles shaped like steel cast showed explosive strength.

This person's cultivation was at the peak of the Nine Realms, and Han Ling even felt that he was stronger than Guo Jing at the same level.

Behind the white-browed monk stood two eighth-level monks, over fifty years old, but they clearly respected the white-browed monk.

"Poor monk Xuancheng, these two are poor monk's younger brothers, their dharma names are Xuanzhi and Xuanxing."

"It turned out to be the thirteen monks of the Shaolin sect. I don't know what the three masters are waiting for me here."

Han Ling was vigilant. This monk Xuancheng has practiced 72 out of 13 unique skills. He is known as the Thirteen Absolute Gods.

This Xuanzhi and Xuanxing were originally Kongzhi and Kongxing in Yitian Tulong. In this world, they changed their seniority and became Xuanci's juniors.

And Xuanzhi has mastered eleven unique skills, and Xuanxing's dragon claws are fierce and fierce, and he once had the upper hand in the battle against Zhang Wuji.

This trio is not easy.

Xuan Cheng said: "Young master's martial arts are high, but he is too hostile. He uses life and death talismans to control others. I also invite you to be part of the Kunlun sect, lift the restriction, and go back to Shaolin with the poor monk to worship the Buddha and chant scriptures. Let go of the anger in your heart."

"This sentence is so familiar. Oh, by the way, Shaolin monks like to use this sentence to eliminate dissidents."

Han Ling couldn't help laughing.

"Nonsense, I, Shaolin Qingyu, can allow you to slander me." Xuanxing kicked his feet, he was already in the air, his hands had become dragon claws, and his body turned into a gray shadow.

"Hmph, Dragon Claw Hand, I will too."

Han Ling gestured the same move as Kong Xing, but he came first, piercing the opponent with one claw, and only took Kong Xing's throat.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is merciful."

Xuan Cheng's right hand became a saber, and he slashed diagonally.

It is a kind of wood-burning fire in the wood-burning knife technique.

His style of holding the knife is amazingly fast.

The air was ignited directly, and an invisible saber energy flew across.

Han Ling immediately retaliated, and also retaliated with a knife.

Suddenly, the whole space vibrated, and the two of them were shocked at the same time, and they took a few steps back.

Xuanxing took the opportunity to escape, looking at Han Ling's ease, Xuanxing couldn't help being shocked.

In this short fight, Han Ling and Xuan Cheng fought evenly.

As for the palm knife just now, he didn't use the trick of absorbing internal force, but he just used the method of pulling and moving in the Great Teleportation of the Universe.

He did not expect to achieve such a result, which surprised him very much.

"How could you use my Shaolin martial arts?" Xuan Cheng asked in surprise.

Han Ling smiled slightly: "The martial arts all over the world lead to the same goal. It is only artificial to force the sects. These two martial arts may not be unique to the Shaolin sect."

"Slick tongue, it's time to hit."

Xuan Cheng stepped forward and swung his right fist.

Golden light bloomed from his fist, faintly surrounded by lightning-like blue light.

As soon as the punch was released, the sky and the earth shook.The golden Buddha statue appeared, and Han Ling seemed to be shrouded in another layer of invisible pressure between heaven and earth.

Great Vajra Fist · Parting and dying.

"It's such a strong punch. It's worthy of being able to recklessly fight the eighteen palms of the dragon."

Han Ling circulated his true strength and greeted him with one palm.

When he raised his palm, there was a phase of the moon in the world, facing the Buddha.

The extremely powerful force pierced through the sky, turned into a blue light, and collided with Xuan Cheng's fist.

Bang!
It seemed that the whole valley was shaking.

Han Ling sucked in two layers of Xuan Cheng's fist power, and in an instant it gathered in the palm of his hand, and slapped out with a more powerful palm.

This palm Xuancheng obviously felt more pressure, he immediately changed to Prajna Palm - One Kong to the End, the palm strength seemed to be there, and it was unpredictable.

Seeing that Han Ling was about to connect with the opponent's palm, he suddenly didn't feel the slightest force. It seemed that the palm hit was empty and had no effect.

But Xuan Cheng's palm force suddenly condensed, and he rushed towards Han Ling.

Han Ling smiled coldly, he had already turned a corner with the palm force he had struck earlier, and circled towards Xuan Cheng's back.

"Baihong palm power."

Xuan Cheng let out an exclamation, and moved his hands extremely quickly, and moved with the Tathagata Chiba Hand Floating Cloud, reducing Han Ling's palm strength invisible.

But the palm he just struck was blocked by Han Ling with one hand.

After a few tricks, Xuan Cheng's heart was already full of panic. With his cultivation level higher than three small realms, he changed three special skills in a row, and could only match Han Ling's level.

This kind of thing where the weak defeats the strong, and defeats the enemy by leaps and bounds, used to be him as the protagonist.

But in today's battle, he became the background board instead.

This made it hard for him to accept.

Feeling the earth-shaking changes in himself, Han Ling was ecstatic.

After making up for his shortcomings, his combat power has truly undergone earth-shaking changes.

Even a top expert like Thirteen Absolute Divine Monks can't help him, but he still has the strength to spare.

"Junior brother, set up the formation!"

Xuan Cheng knew that it would be difficult to defeat Han Ling alone, so he and his two juniors stood in a formation at the command.

Xuan Cheng is in the front, Xuan Zhi and Xuan Xing are in the back, and the latter two each put a hand on Xuan Cheng's left and right shoulders.

This is a simplified version of Arhat Formation, which can concentrate the skills of three people in one point.

If the other two were as strong as Xuan Cheng, Han Ling could only turn around and run for his life.

Like this, when Ouyang Feng broke through the Tiangang Beidou formation last time, he had already demonstrated how to break the formation formed by people with vastly different skills.

Han Lingyun charged up his strength and prepared to attack head-on.

I saw him push his palms flat, and the vast real power erupted.

The space ahead seems to be distorted, and the moon is seen when the clouds are lifted, and the moon is broken by the clouds.

With the momentum of destroying everything, the terrifying power smashed the surrounding vegetation, rolled up the gravel, and swept towards Xuan Cheng's front.

Even being close, Xuan Cheng's clothes were torn apart by the strong wind.

Xuan Zhi and Xuan Xing took a deep breath, and concentrated their whole body power on Xuan Cheng.

Feeling that the strength of his body was constantly rising, Xuan Cheng threw out another punch.

Great Vajra Fist · Salutation to Tathagata.

This is the most exquisite and fiercest form in the Vajra Fist.

All of a sudden, the three of them were wearing golden radiance, and a huge golden fist appeared and slammed towards Han Ling.

And behind the three of them, the golden Buddha statue appeared again, providing the three of them with endless power.

The fighting spirit in Han Ling's eyes soared. The stronger the opponent was, the more excited he was.

"open!"

This time, there was no huge impact as imagined by the collision of two forces.

Han Ling hit with all his strength, and even directly defeated the three of them with one punch.

The powerful force continued unabated, Xuan Cheng and the others were taken aback, and they were able to block it with another layer of palm strength.

Han Ling was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when he stopped halfway, he stopped and stared at a certain cliff.

(End of this chapter)