Douluo Soul Master's Forbidden Land

The golden powder turned into paper began to fly and condense in the air.

Finally, densely packed small characters appeared above the wooden box.

"This is the Remnant Lotus Jue? It seems that the owner of the tomb didn't do such a trick."

Liu Dali looked at the formulas in the air.

bump!

With a muffled sound, the handwriting in the air gradually shattered and turned into streaks of gold powder, suspended in the air.

"This..., I can't finish watching it at all!"

With so many densely packed small characters, I didn't read much at all, let alone write it down.

Immediately, Liu Dali overturned his speculation about the pile of bones.

They may not have memorized all the formulas, and regret here for the rest of their lives, and some of them may have practiced incomplete formulas and become obsessed. In short, they are unable to practice Broken Lotus Jue, let alone leave here.

Thinking of this, Liu Dali was already in despair.

Suddenly, the soul master scripture in his mind locked on an incomplete page.

And the gold powder floating in the air, as if being pulled by a force, all gathered on Liu Dali's forehead, and then entered his body.

The gold powder that entered the body began to float and gather around the soul master's scripture.In the end, the incomplete restoration of this page was intact.

And the small characters that just disappeared into the air are fully displayed here.

Liu Dali showed a smile at this moment.

"It turns out that the Remnant Lotus Art is a part of the soul master's scripture. Without the soul master's scripture, I am afraid that only the camera of my previous world can realize it in that short moment. It turns out that the real purpose of the owner of the tomb is to find the soul master's scripture." .”

Liu Dali saw that he had a turning point. Although he didn't know if the tomb owner's reminder was true, the only thing he could do at this moment was to start practicing Canlianjue.

The Remnant Lotus Art is a kind of swordsmanship, which is divided into nine forms. After each form is successful, one more petal of the lotus flower will bloom.

Until all the nine pieces bloom, the skill is perfect, and the sword is like a lotus flower, graceful and killing people invisible.

Liu Dali has been cultivating here for a whole month, and it is difficult to break through the third form at this time.

A three-petal lotus flower can be refined into a flower heart, and the floating petals can only rely on the flower heart to reshape the flower shape, but refining the flower heart is a qualitative leap, it is by no means that simple.

Liu Dali turned his two fingers into a sword, and his body was entangled with several golden rays of light.

A faint brilliance slowly emanated from behind, and the brilliance began to brighten slowly like a light controlled by someone.

And three petals in the shape of lotus petals appeared, erratic.

At this moment, he concentrated all his mental power to control the three lotus petals flying at this moment.

Let them gather a little, and merge with each other.

Liu Dali's neck was covered with blue veins at this time, and beads of sweat the size of peas slid down his cheeks.

Having experienced several times of death, he did not believe that he would lose to these three lotus petals.

Suddenly, a ray of light came out from behind Liu Dali.

The light converges at one point of the three lotus petals, bright and soft.

After the rays of light pass, the three petals seem to be bound together, while rotating around the bright spot in the middle, as beautiful as a blooming flower.

Liu Dali, who was a little dehydrated, opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

He took out the water from the pendant and took a swig.

This is one step closer to leaving here.

After several months, Liu Dali has reached the eighth form, and the ninth form has become his bottleneck.

He also tried it, but the power of the eight-petalled remnant lotus was nothing.

The stone door is as solid as a rock, and it cannot be broken by blows, and even the stone slabs on the ground did not leave any traces.Not even as high as his unarmed damage.

"Perhaps it would be better if there were a sword."

The eight-petaled lotus petals fanned out behind Liu Dali.Gorgeous but not practical is not what he is after now.

Perhaps only the ninth form can bring out his greatest advantage.

Liu Dali thought to himself.

Immediately sat cross-legged, opened the soul master scripture in his mind, found the Remnant Lotus Art, and continued to comprehend the sword intent in it.

After a while, Liu Dali's eyebrows flashed, and a pale golden petal floated out.

Like falling in a windless night, like a swaying boat, slowly falling down.

When it landed on Liu Dali's chest, the petals shone brightly, almost obliterating the brilliance of the eight petals behind him.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed, and all the petals disappeared, and above Liu Dali's head, a golden nine-petal lotus appeared, as if it had just bloomed, extremely bright and glowing.

At this moment, a pale golden nine-petal lotus imprint faintly appeared between Liu Dali's eyebrows. After flashing three times, it disappeared, as if it had penetrated deep into the skin.

The golden nine-petal lotus in the air began to fall slowly.

Liu Dali got up and looked at the lotus in the sky, he didn't feel any strength or murderous aura.

"This is the Remnant Lotus Art that I've worked so hard to learn for several months? It's not the Art of Seduction?"

Liu Dali began to carefully look around the golden nine-petal lotus.

And the golden nine-petal lotus is still falling slowly.

The radiant lotus flower really looks refreshing, but it really doesn't feel the slightest power.

"Is this the only way to get out of here?"

The Remnant Lotus Art has been practiced, but the lotus in front of him disappointed Liu Dali.

However, just as the lotus fell to the ground, the ground shone with light.

The outline of the light is exactly the same as the golden nine-petaled lotus flower, and the nine-petaled lotus flower just now disappeared as if it was swallowed by the imprint on the ground.

The hall began to shake, and the ground within the outline of the golden nine-petaled lotus disappeared.

The hall seemed to collapse in an instant, Liu Dali didn't care about that much.

He jumped up and entered the hole in the shape of a nine-petaled lotus.

Feeling weightless again, the falling speed is getting faster and faster, and the eyes are pitch black, and even the sound of the palace collapsing just now can no longer be heard.

But Liu Dali felt as if he was going to fall like this until he reached the center of the earth.

After an unknown period of time, Liu Dali felt that his falling speed began to gradually decrease.

It's like a hole will go through the core and go straight to the poles.

When a person is falling, the speed will increase until you pass the core.

After passing through the core, your speed begins to decrease, until you fall to the ground at the other end, the speed returns to the original level and lands smoothly.

This feeling was like swinging on a swing, and Liu Dali felt as if he would be taken to another dimension.

While he was daydreaming, his speed had slowly dropped to zero, and his feet touched the ground again, as if his hands were grasping a life-saving straw.

But in front of him, it was not as he imagined.

It was a dark place again, the long and dark path, and the deathly silence made him feel scared again.

It felt like entering the underground palace for the first time, but his eyes showed doubts. Could it be that this is a cycle, and there is no way out of this underground palace?