Chapter 643

These fourteen words are not doggerel, but represent six magical powers!!

Magical powers are not magic. To be exact, they are more about the use of the power of the rules of heaven and earth and the laws of the stars. Therefore, only those with great power can exert them, and they are extremely powerful in any inheritance.

Originally, with Wang Baole's cultivation, he could not comprehend and learn these six magical powers from these six strands of ghost thoughts, just as he had seen too many magic methods in his dream, and there were also some magical powers, but his cultivation made him unable to exert them, which was his biggest limitation.

But now, although this limitation still exists, Wang Baole has found a new way to successfully turn these six wisps of divine thoughts into machine spirits by refining magic soldiers, so that to some extent, these six magical powers are sealed in their own bone beads. With the bone beads as the carrier, he can break the limitation of cultivation, and with a small spiritual power, through the bone beads as the medium, guided by the machine spirits, burst out the power of magic!

However, even if the consumption of spiritual power is small, it is also relatively powerful. For Wang Baole, the consumption of spiritual power is also huge, but it is not unacceptable!

At this moment, his expression changed, and he looked down at the hand string on his wrist across his knees, feeling the fluctuation in it, and feeling the fusion of the six souls in his mind. After a long time, his eyes showed a strange light.

"Every bead is a magical power!"

This is something Wang Baole didn't expect before, but no matter how you look at it, it's the most perfect refining. But with the attainments of the French soldiers and the experience of personally refining, Wang Baole knows very well that the real meaning of this hand string is not to use it as a medium to let himself show his magic power. If you do so, I'm afraid it won't be used many times. The loss of the beads themselves will make them slowly break up until they turn into fly ash, Dissipate the world.

"The value of this hand string is to let me understand the six magical powers inside. After many times of enlightenment, I will integrate them into my own possession!"

After thinking, Wang Baole took a deep breath and looked around. He found that the red earthworms here were swaying one by one, but after he took this hand string, the hostility they showed was obviously reduced too much, as if he recognized a certain smell on his body.

This makes Wang Baole feel that this place should be a rare safe place for himself in this world of corpses.

So he breathed a sigh of relief at the bottom of his heart, didn't rush to leave, but looked down at the string of hands, closed his eyes again, and his consciousness slowly merged into the first star bead with the dark fire.

As soon as his consciousness was integrated, he immediately saw a flower in front of him. When everything was clear, what he saw in his eyes was that the heaven and earth had changed into a starry sky, in which there was a huge star.

On the star, a war is breaking out. From Wang Baole's perspective, he seems to be omnipotent and can see everything. What he sees in his eyes is that the star is a place of the Ming sect, and countless Weiyang people are fighting for life and death with the disciples of the Ming sect!

Outside the stars, from the dark starry sky, slowly condensed a big hand, which was filled with runes, and the most amazing was the five fingers of the big hand, each of which seemed to be sealed with a fierce ghost. The five fierce ghosts turned into a ferocious look, and with the big hand, they grabbed the star!

Suddenly, the stars roared and trembled, and all the Weiyang people in it seemed to be frozen and motionless at this moment. Only their souls spread out uncontrollably and gathered into a Styx River, heading straight for the sky, the starry sky, and the big hand!

This is soul pull!!

Wang Baole's mind was in a frenzy, and his consciousness also woke up at this moment. He looked at the star bead representing soul pulling in his shortness of breath, and his heart could not be calm, because he saw that this so-called soul pulling was actually another version of soul guiding hand, or exactly, an application of soul guiding hand after it reached the extreme.

In the nether dream, he saw a large number of classics that also had the method of using the soul inducing hand after the extreme, but it did not include the so-called soul pulling, which made Wang Baole suddenly realize that although the origin of the nether sect was the same, each vein must have its own magical power evolution.

If this soul leads, it is the magic power of another vein!

Thinking of this, Wang Baole silently realized something, and then integrated his consciousness into the second star bead. The magic power in this bead is called... Mengying!

As the name suggests, after a while, when Wang Baole opened his eyes again and finished his perception of dream lingering, he knew that, like soul inducing, this dream lingering was actually another method of using dark dreams.

"It's not as vast as the ghost dream, but it's more accurate in the details, especially in the battle. It can make people fall into a dream instantly, and can't distinguish the real from the unreal. At the same time, to some extent, it turns into a puppet with a rope, which is controlled by people!"

Wang Baole's eyes flashed slightly, and he realized the last two star beads one by one. These two, respectively, are Wanjie and Qiansheng. They are still vast and thrilling, especially the former. The so-called Wanjie, to some extent, is a curse prepared for battle!

Anyone who is cursed by it will be regarded as an enemy by all things within a certain period of time, and even walking may be crushed to death by meteorites falling from the sky. Even ordinary meditation is also likely to get possessed and collapse.

This is all doom, and all things are doom!

The latter's thousand lives, as the name suggests, are actually completely opposite to the catastrophe. It is the only force of rules that can act on oneself in these six magical powers, which is like blessing, so that he can obtain the potential of a thousand lives in the catastrophe. Theoretically, he can resolve a thousand fatal blows. In practice, it depends on the specific situation.

"It's not absolute, otherwise, the powerful elder of the nether sect will not be cut in half..." Wang Baole looked down at the skeleton skull under his body, suppressed his excitement about the rise of the thousand life method, calmed himself, and tried to understand the beheading reincarnation and all five punishments contained in the sun and moon beads!

But soon, Wang Baole had to give up. In fact, these two magical powers were significantly higher than the previous four. This can be seen from the difficulty of their formation before, so Wang Baole's consciousness was obviously not qualified, and it was difficult to feel the slightest on these two beads.

After a while, wangbaole sighed. After another attempt, he looked around. Even if it was safe for him, he finally chose to leave.

Before leaving, Wang Baole made a deep bow to the corpse and the ruins of the city on the skull. In the swaying of countless earthworms, he jumped into the air and headed for the distance.

His goal is still to find the altar of the world, and this time it seems that his luck is much better than before. So after the world of corpses galloped for several days, at dusk of this day, Wang Baole, who was flying in the sky, suddenly stopped. When he suddenly looked up and looked into the distance, he felt the tremor of the earth, heard the echo of the sound of chains, and his heavy breathing was like a storm, From the far end of his eyes, he came like a sea of mountains.

Wang Baole did not hesitate. After the candle seizes the emperor's armor, he retreated a certain distance and looked again until the earth shook more strongly and the chain became clearer. When the storm was raging, he finally saw the end ahead and a vast shadow as high as the sky appeared!

It's not a giant ape I've ever seen. This appears in Wang Baole's eyes. The same majestic figure is a circular existence. As it approaches and becomes clear, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly widen when it completely reflects into Wang Baole's eyes.

"Startoothed beast!!"

This beast is a huge startoothed beast, even bigger than the king of beasts Wang Baole has seen. Although the body is filled with death, I don't know how many years of death, the flame on its body is still burning. Everywhere it passes, nothingness is distorted, and the high temperature spreads everywhere with the breath of death!

And his body, in Wang Baole's eyes, like the giant ape, is full of chains, all at the end of the chain behind him, bound with giant wood, all like animals, pulling the giant wood forward, a little slower, there is an invisible whip!

Wang Baole's breath was stifling, and he had to retreat in the high temperature, but his eyes were fixed on the giant wood behind the startoothed beast, looking at the invisible end of the giant wood. He knew that the end was, in all likelihood, the altar of this world!