Infinite World Projection

At the time of the celebration in the hall, outside the hall, the elder Sacred Heart walked on a small path, followed by a few entourages, looking thoughtful.

"Should not be......"

She recalled the previous scene and felt Chen Changming's mental state, as well as the strong innate power, and she frowned secretly.

"According to what the Lord said to me, this person who inherited the spirit king should only be born five years later ..."

She recalled Chen Changming's appearance, and frowned at this time: "Why is something wrong now?"

The fate has begun to change. According to the fate trajectory originally displayed, the Spirit King, the Son of the Spirit Sect, should have been born five years later.

But now, with the change of fate, Chen Changming was born, and he directly defeated the rest of the spirit king inheritors and became the only candidate for the life of the spirit king.

And looking at this situation, there is great hope to inherit the order of the Spirit King.

If this is the case, then the original fate can be said to be completely changed.

What happened in the end?

Elder Sacred Heart frowned, and some wondered.

However, she has made a decision in her heart.

If this Spirit King trial, Chen Changming failed.

But if it is passed, she may send a letter to someone to ask the outside world.

"The Lord's plan allows no variables to appear ..."

The thought flashed through her heart, her face calm, and she walked silently to the side.

In the hall, Chen Changming knew nothing about the thoughts of the elders of Sacred Heart.

Sitting in this hall, he is still sitting at the middle of it at this moment, where he closes his eyes and recuperates, quietly recuperating his state.

A lot of time has passed now, and according to the elders of the Golden Sword, two more days will be the day of the Spirit King's trial.

During this time, Chen Changming must seize the time and try to adjust his state in order to pass the so-called Spirit King Trial.

So, despite being in the banquet, he still seemed very quiet as a whole, and just sat there.

Time lapses unconsciously, and gradually moves forward.

Soon, two days passed.

Two days later, under the leadership of Elder Jin Dao, Chen Changming slowly came to a hall.

The main hall is made of stone and is surrounded by dense murals. It is the same main hall where Chen Changming accepted the inheritance of the spirit king.

And among them, a stern woman in a black robe and covering her body was already waiting there.

"Sure enough, it's you."

Looking at Chen Changming in front of her, the black-robed woman smiled and a smile appeared on her face. She seemed to be very impressed with Chen Changming.

"This child's talent is the best I have ever seen."

She looked up, looking at the elder Jin Dao in front of her eyes, and said softly.

At the time when Chen Changming accepted the trial of the Spirit King, it still seems to have appeared before her.

"Take him in."

Elder Jin Dao's face was dull, and he nodded at the black-robed woman without saying much.

"Yes."

The woman in black robe smiled and then looked at Chen Changming aside: "Come with me."

She whispered, and then took Chen Changming out, traveling all the way in the temple in front of her.

After a while, they walked deep into the hall in front of them and saw a golden gate in it.

All around, on the surrounding stone walls, murals appeared in them, with different appearances. At a glance, they looked like different demon gods, showing themselves in them.

With Chen Changming's eyes gone, you will find that these murals seem to have a unique vitality, as if moving.

As Chen Changming walked here, vaguely, a line of sight seemed to gather, and converge towards Chen Changming.

At first glance, it is extremely infiltrating and strange.

Standing on the spot, Chen Changming turned silently and looked around.

Perhaps it is because he has been promoted innately now, and realizes the knife's intention. At this moment, he can already feel the extraordinary of those murals.

Similar to the whetstones in the place where the gold sword was tested, these murals also host an artistic conception, and various forces very similar to the power of the spirit king are hosted in these murals, although a long Time is still exerting its influence.

"This is a demon figure ..."

In the mind, the voice of the spirit in the sword slowly sounded, and at this moment Shen Sheng said: "In the legend, the ancient spirit king rose and was born a **** and demon. Their origin is suppressed with their flesh and blood under their palace. "

"These demon **** maps record those demon gods that were defeated by the spirit king at the beginning, with a trace of charm and imprint of those demon gods."

Chen Changming nodded and said clearly.

"All right."

Aside, the black-robed woman turned around and looked at Chen Changming gently: "After entering through this door, it is the inheritance of the Spirit King."

"The next way, I can't go with you."

"Thank you."

Chen Changming nodded gently, and then stepped forward, just walked forward.

Under the gaze of the black-robed woman, he walked gently forward, and every step was calm.

As he approached, a unique intention flowed, affecting the Quartet.

On the surrounding stone walls, Chen Changming's breath was felt. The demon gods depicted in the demon **** map seemed to be more terrifying. A pair of eyes stared at Chen Changming, which seemed quite strange and horrible.

In the front, along with Chen Changming's approach, the golden door opened slowly.

A deep breath slowly spread through, accompanied by a faint golden glow.

Subsequently, under the glorious light, Chen Changming's entire body was overwhelmed by it and disappeared in it.

Everything around became instantly calm.

Standing alone in the outside world, the black-robed woman's face was calm, looking at the slowly closed golden door in front of her eyes. Her face did not change at all.

"this is?"

A hazy voice sounded.

Approaching the golden gate from outside, looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Changming frowned.

At this moment, he seemed to shuttle once again, as if he had come to another world.

In front of me, there was a village burned by the fire.

The sensational fire is burning here, turning this place into a ruin.

Among the ruins, countless miserable cry came from all directions.

Feeling that voice, Chen Changming frowned and looked away.

Under his eyes, many people shouted in the villages in the distance.

Many people struggled in the fire, trying to break free from the fire, but in the end they were swallowed by the fire and could do nothing at all.

"this is....."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Changming frowned. For a moment, he didn't understand what was going on.

There is no doubt that he still experienced the trial of the Spirit King before, but as he entered the golden gate, he came here.

The scene changes quickly.

Another crossing?

Chen Changming then shook his head, denying his thoughts.

Compared to crossing again, he is more inclined to see these, which is the content of the Spirit King's trial.

But what does the scene in front of the scene mean?

What should he do?

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's heart, and a doubt gradually appeared in his mind.

Then he slowly raised his head and looked away.

In the distance, the fire devoured life, and life after life was gradually lost in the fire, swallowed by the endless fire.

Looking at the distance, at this moment, Chen Changming's body slowly changed, and an inexplicable sense of agitation rose, giving him a feeling of palpitations.

Feeling this feeling, Chen Changming frowned, trying to communicate the spirit of the sword.

The result of communication is failure.

On him, the golden long sword is still there, but the spirit in the sword has lost its response. It seems that it should be isolated by the power of the place, and it is impossible to communicate with the spirit in the sword .

Feeling this change, Chen Changming gave up the idea of ​​communication and began to observe the surroundings.

In the distance, the fire below is still burning, and each life is entangled in the fire, gradually losing fresh life.

They were struggling in the fire and burst into wailing.

Chen Changming hesitated for a while, and finally stepped forward, rushing forward.

With his movements, the power of the spirit king in his body slowly surging ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ began to react.

boom! !

Entering the village, Chen Changming waved with one arm, violent strong winds, struck several buildings that were about to collapse, and rescued a child who was about to be crushed.

A sense of inexplicable palpitations emerged, accompanied by a strong sense of pain.

Chen Changming lowered his head, but found that the child he had just rescued had changed his appearance in front of him.

The original cute childish face gradually began to change color, and became irony, and the childish and fair skin also became rough, like a layer of old bark.

His eyes turned scarlet, biting on Chen Changming's arm, and easily biting Chen Changming's body, tearing off a large piece of flesh.

At the next moment, a clear sound came from all directions.

Chen Changming shook off the monster in his hand and looked around.

The original village has now become a look.

The blazing flames are still diffused, but they are only in it, and the spirits that had been struggling in it have changed.

Their faces are blue-green, and their eyes are scarlet. They are no longer ordinary people. They look strange and strange one by one.

At the next moment, under Chen Changming's sight, they rushed directly.

boom!

Repeated sounds rang continuously in place.

Chen Changming's face was calm, and he waved it with his hand. The majestic force exploded in his body, instantly flicking those people out and flying across the outside world.

But then, a sense of dizziness suddenly came.

I don't know whether it is an illusion. At this moment, Chen Changming's body seems to be much heavier, and the whole person is directly frozen.

A strong sense of dizziness rose from my mind, giving people a feeling of drunkenness.