Perfect Ten Evils Resurrected

Chapter 10 The Ancient Revival
The mountains and fields shook very violently, not only because Chi Cang was practicing in the blood-moving realm, but also because of endless beasts trampling on the ground.

The cultivation method he operated just now is like a key, which opens the door of all wonders and leverages the vast divine energy stored in the blood. Although it only overflows a little, it is amazing enough.

This is the treasure left by him before he lost his memory. It is born with mysterious runes inside, which is much more mysterious than the one recorded in the bone book, and it is not at the same level at all.

At this moment, the blazing blood is astonishing, exhausting the mysteries of the heaven and the earth, automatically evolving the truth of the heaven and the earth, the divine light is endless, the precious light is shining, the breath of life is shocking, like a vast ocean, and the fragrance of the supreme blood medicine floats out .

For the ferocious beasts in the wilderness, this smell is like a bright lighthouse, guiding them here.

The people of Shicun were very worried, and some people had come to pray silently in front of the charred willow tree, hoping that the sacrifice spirit would bless Chicang to be safe.

"Roar!"

The terrifying roar of beasts resounded through the wilderness, like a wild bull roaring upwards in the mountains and forests.

A sound wave visible to the naked eye struck from afar, and suddenly, rocks and clouds collapsed, mountains collapsed, and the ground was torn apart.

When had the villagers seen such a terrible scene?Everyone's face was pale with fright, even the strongest Shi Linhu in the village was pale.

"Blazing!"

People were worried, because Chi Cang was sitting cross-legged on the open space, without any cover around him, his whole body gleamed with blood red light, and he remained motionless, as if he was immersed in the cultivation of the blood-moving realm, unable to extricate himself, and did not realize the arrival of the crisis at all.

At the critical moment, many people closed their eyes, not daring to look.

There are also people who believe that Chi Cang will be fine, such as Xiaobudian, who still keeps his eyes open and looks forward without blinking.

"boom!"

The upturned rock unexpectedly stagnated a foot away from Chi Cang sitting cross-legged, and was blocked. People saw that there was a layer of faint blood energy there, which turned into a barrier, protecting Chi Cang sitting cross-legged. .

The next moment, in the stone village, a bright willow branch spread across the sky, emitting a soft light, making the entire stone village hazy, like a fairyland, and the impacting waves disappeared immediately.

Before everyone in the stone village breathed a sigh of relief, endless black shadows rushed from afar, and the tide of beasts arrived, and the number of fierce beasts was beyond count.

They don't slow down at all, they are all crazy because of the fragrance of that precious blood.

This is a torrent of flesh and blood, and people believe that even a majestic peak will collapse and be destroyed.

At this time, Chi Cang, who was sitting cross-legged in the blood-colored radiance, opened his eyes, the runes danced, and the celestial light shone brightly, as if hiding a vast and mysterious world.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shi Yunfeng, Xiao Budian and the villagers in Shicun all felt that Chi Cang was different, with an ethereal aura, and he just sat there cross-legged, like an immortal.

At the beginning, Chi Cang, who was asleep and lying on the straw mat, gave people a feeling of a natural emperor. Later, Chi Cang woke up and lost his memory. Although his strength is infinitely different from ordinary people, he is easy to get along with. The unattainable has become approachable.

Now, he has changed from an easy-going person to an ethereal and near-immortal. Such a change makes people dazed and arouses daydreams.

Where did the mysterious Chi Cang come from?What a glorious past?

At this time, Chi Cang spread his palms and looked directly at his palms. There, a group of blazing lightning emerged, and countless trembling Leis danced wildly, scorching the void piece by piece.

It's too terrifying, the thunder light is so blazing and bright, enough to illuminate the sky in all directions and destroy the boundless earth.

The Shicun people who were looking at this side couldn't even look directly, and couldn't help but close their eyes or turn their heads away.

Shi Yunfeng was shocked, how could Chi Cang hold Thunderbolt?Could it be that he recalled the past, which was a kind of treasure that he once mastered?
"Crackling!"

The thunder is exploding, tearing apart the space, and releasing terrifying power, but they are always maintained in the palm of Chi Cang, never overflowing, as if he is the supreme ruler, the supreme king of Lei Dao.

"Boom!"

The terrifying power of destruction compressed and collapsed in the thunder ball, and finally, it turned into a seed covered with thunder patterns.

"The method of Dao Seed...it turns out that the Thunder Pond is my Dao Seed."

He whispered to himself, after opening the treasure in the blood, Chi Cang had a lot of things in his mind, it was a kind of cultivation inheritance different from that recorded in the bone book, more precisely, the two were not a system at all.

Because the cultivation methods they describe are completely different. The cultivation system in Chi Cang's mind needs to find a "seed" of his own. In the years to come, the two will grow and evolve together until they finally merge reach the strongest.

As for Chi Cang, he already possessed a unique seed of his own, which is the luminous thing in his chest, a quaint thunder pond.

Moreover, Chi Cang was surprised to find that he had already possessed the so-called "Tao Xing" of practitioners. After the recovery of the Dao Seed Dharma, those former "Tao Xing" also recovered a little bit.

At this time, Chi Cang had the feeling of seeing endless mountains and rivers, and his field of vision suddenly expanded by an unknown amount, from a frog at the bottom of the well to an eagle soaring in the sky.

His state of mind has also changed because of this, it has become taller and farther, and the span is very large. This is a qualitative leap, from an ordinary person's psychology to a high and powerful man.

Chi Cang didn't feel any discomfort, as if he was born this way.

He knew that before he lost his memory, he must have been a supremely strong man.

At this moment, the Thunder Weave Seed in Chi Cang's palm is the embodiment of his integration with the Thunder Pond. The ancient method has been revived, and he can already control the Thunder Method as he likes.

The thunder light turned into a seed, and the dazzling light disappeared. Everyone in Shicun immediately looked over with attention. As a result, they saw a scene that they would never forget in their entire lives.

Chi Cang threw out the Thunder Weave seeds on his palm, submerged into the void, and muttered to himself.

"Ray, it's killing, it's destruction."

The next moment, the void exploded, and the thunderweave seed exploded, directly turning into a vast sea of ​​thunder. Countless thunder arrows formed in the sea of ​​thunder, and then pierced through the air.

The entire dark night was illuminated, thunder light covered the ground, and at the same time, the faces of endless beasts full of fear were illuminated.

"Puff puff……"

The arrows were like rain, impenetrable, facing the beast tide, the speed was too fast, like streams of light.

Whether it was a two-horned rhinoceros with rough skin and thick flesh, or a thunder-winged flying python who knew some ways of thunder, they were all pierced through and nailed to the ground.

Every inch of space was packed, and there was no room to hide. The ferocious beasts that criss-crossed the wilderness fell down like harvesting wheat. The rocks collapsed and were scorched black. The screams resounded through the night sky.

When the sea of ​​thunder faded away and dissipated into the void, everything was calm, and there was no roaring sound of ferocious beasts, as if the beast tide that just happened was just an illusion.

But the people in Shicun knew that it was not an illusion, because they smelled the pungent smell of blood, blowing from afar along with a gust of wind.

(End of this chapter)