landbeastnovel [127] Break Through Dragon Transformation, Merit Dragon Gate Suppresses Wangchuan Soul Sea (Please C
[127] Break Through Dragon Transformation, Merit Dragon Gate Suppresses Wangchuan Soul Sea (Please C
The terrifying vision directly deterred a group of supernatural beings who wanted to come and investigate the situation.
But it was already too late to leave.
This giant hand was not just simply covering them.
A terrifying suction came from it, as if it had grasped the vital points in their bodies and kept pulling them out.
The action of turning around and fleeing instantly stopped in its tracks.
They could only let their bodies be held by the giant hand, and everyone was caught in its grasp.
"I am a Level 7 Evolver, I should die, I can't die, I won't come again, I won't come again!"
"I want to leave, I still have a life to enjoy, I am also a Level 7 Evolver, I have a group of wives and concubines waiting for me!"
"Stop fucking arguing, I am an Level 8 Evolver, if we don't find a way, we will all die here!"
Zhuang Fei cursed loudly.
If he could have another chance, he swore that he would never come to investigate the golden portal in the sky!
But was there another chance?
Wu Ping shook his head.
"Find a way? You just didn't exert enough effort."
After saying that, he exerted force with his hand.
The Level 7 and Level 8 Evolvers in the giant hand instantly died.
Reduced to minced meat.
Casually thrown down from the sky.
Just like ants.
Originally, they could have been ignored, but these people had the audacity to act against their better judgment.
How could Wu Ping let them go?
But even in death, these people still had value.
Starting from the Dragon Gate Realm, the unique changes in spiritual power had already supported cultivators in conducting soul searches.
Their deaths brought Wu Ping a lot of useful information.
For example, this Level 8 Evolver named Zhuang Fei, who came to this Demon City, actually had his eyes on Wu Ping's Demonic Tree.
It was really a bargain for him to die like this!
There was also some information about high-level zombies.
Although not particularly detailed, at least there were some clues.
When he returned, he could tell Cao Ke and the other two women to collect more information.
As for the present moment...
Wu Ping had to cross this Dragon Gate first.
After walking most of the way, ripples began to spread in the space around Wu Ping, accompanied by strange and fragrant smells.
The golden lotus blossoms in virtual shadows.
The celestial music intertwines in the ears.
Looking again, it turns out to be the fairy in colorful clothes, constantly hovering above the Dragon Gate, wandering in the air.
Sitting, leaning, or flying in the sky.
Various musical instruments in their hands.
Playing together.
But the face cannot be seen clearly.
Wu Ping thought, even if he became immortal, it would be nothing more than this, right?
At this moment, he suddenly remembered a mourning picture sent by a silly netizen.
Missing the carefree days with old friends in the heavenly palace, he pecked at rice, and I licked noodles, so carefree.
Laughed to death.
The leap of the Dragon Gate was too simple for Wu Ping.
After all, the Great Dao Lord and the Heavenly Dao Second Lord helped him cheat and use cheats.
Looking back, he has reached the top.
Looking down, the mountains and rivers are magnificent.
Taking a step forward.
A strange phenomenon descends from the sky.
On the white jade, sacred shadows appear, countless palaces and temples, standing in the harbor.
Wu Ping's momentum began to soar, and his soaring spiritual power directly shattered everything!
The sound of the dragon's roar resounded from his body!
The transformation of the dragon, destiny determined by heaven, not by man!
Wu Ping also wanted to shout, my destiny is in my hands, not in heaven!
But he was afraid of annoying the Great Dao Lord and the Heavenly Dao Second Lord.
They just gave him a thunderbolt on the spot!
Great Dao and Heavenly Dao: We have helped you so much, and now your destiny is in your hands, right?
Let me send down a divine punishment thunderbolt and see if it's up to you or up to me.
Wu Ping thought it over and decided to forget it.
He is not an ungrateful person.
The golden Dragon Gate dissipated into nothingness and returned to Wu Ping's body, standing at the intersection of the River of Forgetfulness and the Soul Sea.
The blood-colored clouds rise and attach to the Dragon Gate.
Blending with the golden color.
Lying on top, the golden dragon of merit half-closed its eyes.
With just a gentle roar, the chaotic and noisy Wangchuan River and Yellow Springs Road instantly quieted down.
Wu Ping's face looked somewhat strange.
"Wangchuan River, Yellow Springs Road, isn't my own Spirit Palace just the Yan Luo Palace, and this Dragon Gate, isn't it the Ghost Gate?"
Unbelievable.
Thoughts came to mind.
Reaching the first level of Dragon Gate is indeed something to be happy about.
What made Wu Ping even happier was that he had gained another means!
As mentioned earlier, the methods of Spirit Palace cultivators.
If it really came to a situation where the strength was evenly matched, and there was no way out, and one had to fight desperately.
Spirit Palace would be the cultivator's last trump card.
Summoned and smashed at the enemy.
So now, Dragon Gate is the same principle.
Used to smash people.
Whether it's Spirit Palace or Dragon Gate, they were both constructed by Wu Ping using the addition of merit.
When the day truly comes to a desperate situation.
These two trump cards will scare people to death!
As for their power?
Wu Ping himself dare not say how great it is.
He hasn't used it yet, but Spirit Palace and Dragon Gate, which are so difficult to obtain through merit, must have considerable power.
Little did he know that Ba Hui became so terrifying after consuming a bit of merit.
How much merit did Wu Ping use to construct Spirit Palace?
Ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times?
And Dragon Gate?
Not just millions or tens of millions.
However, Wu Ping still hopes that this day will never come.
A trump card is only a trump card when it is hidden.
He flashed back to the Immortal Cultivation World.
He has now broken through to the Dragon Transformation realm.
Of course, he has to ask his master for the terrifying and torturous Niefu Yun Tu Record.
The Wangzhou Agreement won't last long.
He had to continue enriching his skills.
This was the first time Wu Ping had seen Elder Ouyang in a long time. His cheeks were sunken, his eye sockets were dark, his face was pale, and he seemed completely powerless.
Seeing his master in such a miserable state, Wu Ping almost couldn't help but laugh.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a frenzy.
After Ouyang Zhongmo sat down slowly, supporting his waist, he gasped for breath and said, "Eh eh eh eh, hey yo, hoo~~~ why are you laughing, disciple?"
"No, I'm not laughing," Wu Ping said seriously.
But Ouyang Zhongmo's gaze remained fixed on him, never leaving for a long time.
Trembling with a face full of astonishment, he said, "Could it be that I have been inside for several years? Several decades? No wonder I feel like time is passing so slowly...."
"Why would you say that, Master?"
"You have already achieved Dragon Transformation, and I just came out. The heroes of the Southern Mountains bully me when I am old and weak, bully me when I am old and weak!!!"
Wu Ping tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"Not long at all, Master, you know me. I have always been a fast cultivator, and recently I have had some opportunities."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable, my good disciple?"
Looking at Wu Ping's expression of extreme restraint, Ouyang Zhongmo asked again.
"No, I was just thinking of something happy. With Master here, I feel it's not appropriate to laugh out loud."
"What happy thing?"
"Opportunities, opportunities are all opportunities. I am so happy that I have broken through Dragon Transformation for myself."
"You rebellious disciple, you are clearly laughing at me, and you haven't stopped!!!"
"No, no, I wouldn't dare, beloved Master."
"Alright, alright, if you want to laugh, then laugh."
"Hahaha......"
"Your laughter is bothering my eyes, disciple."
After chatting with Ouyang Zhongmo for a while, Wu Ping finally obtained the Torture and Punishment Cloud Atlas.
After bidding farewell to his master and saying that he was going to Wangzhou, Ouyang Zhongmo cautioned him to be careful and didn't say much else.
Anyway, he couldn't leave now.
When Wu Ping left, he saw Elder Hanzhu, with her hair tied up, coming out with medicine, saying that she wanted to nourish Elder Ouyang's body.
Li Tong and Ran Qingqing still hadn't come out.
It is indeed true to think about it, how could one come out so quickly after entering a closed-off area?
Wu Ping obtained the Cloud Atlas of Terrifying Torture and Suffering.
After flying out of the Twelve Caves of the Southern Mountain, he turned around and returned to the post-apocalyptic world.
He needed to make good use of the limited time.
Inside the treehouse.
Wu Ping flipped through the Cloud Atlas of Terrifying Torture and Suffering, finally seeing its true appearance.
It encompasses all the gods' mysteries, reaching the utmost evil, surpassing worldly matters.
The Cloud Atlas of Terrifying Torture and Suffering is not just a single technique.
It is a collection of powerful minor techniques.
Don't think that the minor techniques Wu Ping mentioned are things like fireballs or clumps of dirt.
Chapter One: Battle Ghost.
It's the one Ouyang Zhongmo showed Wu Ping last time, but he hasn't found a suitable zombie yet.
However, Wu Ping found information about three high-level zombies in Cao Ke's collection of intelligence.
The zombie with two horns is mentioned in the Cloud Atlas of Terrifying Torture and Suffering.
It is named "Cataclysmic Disaster."
The description is as follows:
[Near the edge of the sky, there is a mountain called Bipolar Mountain. Humans are active during the day, while ghosts are active at night. Half of the year is extreme daylight, and the other half is extreme darkness...]
The following probably means that in this place, humans coexist with evil creatures.
During the first half of the year, during the time of extreme daylight, humans live and work just like in ordinary mountainous areas.
But in the second half of the year, extreme daylight transforms into extreme darkness.
Humans do not go out, and an evil creature called Cataclysmic Disaster awakens from its slumber.
It roams the territory of Bipolar Mountain.
Searching for food.
And the appearance of this Cataclysmic Disaster, compared with the illustrations, is exactly the same as the No. 001 zombie collected by Cao Ke.
Both have bull heads and two horns, with no eyes on their faces, replaced by pitch-black voids.
They can emit light waves in the air, and anyone hit by them will be deprived of vitality and turned into dust.
This move is also recorded in the Cloud Atlas of Terrifying Torture and Suffering as "Black Disaster Annihilates Souls."
This is one of the minor spells.
As for cultivators who want to use this move, there is a very sinister practice process.
First, they need to master the heart method mantra of the Cloud Atlas of Terrifying Torture and Suffering.
Then, they need to suppress and imprison this thing on a fully formed Dragon Gate.
After taming it with strange methods.
Then, using spiritual power to guide it, one can confront the enemy!
"Tsk."
"This thing is like a beast-taming manual. Suppressing such a strange thing on the Dragon Gate, sealing it inside the body to control its power. No wonder the master said it would bring trouble."
While speaking, Wu Ping was reading the small words in the preface.
If the Dragon Gate is not strong and fortunate, it cannot be cultivated.
Wu Ping smiled faintly.
Fortune?
Sorry.
He was playing with merits.
If it were an ordinary Dragon Gate, Wu Ping might have to consider it.
But his Dragon Gate was built with merits.
The most sacred thing in the world, nothing is more deserving than merits.
Then look at the remaining two high-level zombies.
The bloated seventh-level zombie is recorded in the Cloud Record of Fear and Cruelty as "Meat Mountain".
Born in the land of southern sacrifices, it is the product of assimilation and birth influenced by the power of the altar after throwing living people into it.
The corresponding technique is: Blood Flesh Demon Gate.
Meat Mountain can compress flesh and blood to form a towering gate, resisting attacks with an indestructible power.
It can also descend from the sky and exhibit a suppressing effect.
Finally, there is a record of the eighth-level zombie.
Named "Blood Ring Star" in the Cloud Record of Fear and Cruelty.
Corresponding technique: Divine Demon Beheading Platform.
According to the record, this Blood Ring Star was originally a natural-born executioner, a product of the combination of humans and gods. It has a natural inclination for killing. However, it was affected by the chaotic energy after mistakenly entering the chaos, resulting in its current state of being neither human nor ghost.
It only knows how to kill.
With its hands transformed into double axes, it can establish the Divine Demon Beheading Platform, killing humans, ghosts, and gods, cutting down anything.
Wu Ping was quite interested.
After a long time, he closed the book and absorbed it into his sea of consciousness, suppressing it with the Spirit Palace.
"This kind of absurd and harmful method should be borne by me alone. I declare that from today onwards, the Cloud Record of Fear and Cruelty will be lost!"
"I will be the last and only successor!"
Will there be another appearance?
It's impossible.
Wu Ping's cultivation alone is enough.
In the future, let this thing stay well under his Spirit Palace.
Some spiritual essence was added to the Demonic Tree.
Wu Ping got up and flew towards the place where the three zombies were recorded to be active.
Under the sweep of his divine sense, the three zombies had nowhere to hide.
As for the process of the battle?
With Wu Ping's current strength, he could easily kill them in seconds. If he had to fight against three zombies, he wouldn't need to use any techniques or engage in a light beam confrontation. He wouldn't need to cultivate anymore.
He imprisoned them with his mana and threw them into the flying head barbarian.
He recorded the time by pinching his fingers.
Wu Ping casually found a hilltop.
He captured the three zombies and threw them into his sea of consciousness.
The water of the River of Forgetfulness churned, and when the living souls saw that there was living flesh and blood falling into it, they wanted to tear and bite.
Their ferocious nature was instantly stimulated!
They were only suppressed within the Forgetful River Yellow Springs Immortal Slaughter Formation, not completely eradicating their ferocity.
It's like a tiger being locked up in a zoo, it doesn't mean it has lost its history of harming people.
After all, zombies are still zombies, and tigers are still tigers.
A powerful oppressive force emanated from the Dragon Gate of Merit.
The surface of the River of Forgetfulness instantly became calm.
Three golden chains flew out immediately under Wu Ping's control.
They tightly bound the three zombies and pulled them onto the Dragon Gate, flying up and down.
It was like when a child catches a bird and ties it up with a string, playing with it like a toy.
No matter how the three zombies roared and struggled, they couldn't do anything to the golden chains.
Wu Ping activated the secret technique of the Fearful and Torturous Cloud Atlas.
His aura became extremely strange.
He even had a feeling of assimilating with the zombies.
The faces of the three zombies flashed repeatedly on Wu Ping's face, replacing his true appearance.
Or strange, or ferocious, or cruel.
It wasn't until the Dragon Gate erupted with golden light, and the Demonic Tree that sat in the sea of knowledge emitted a halo of light, that the three zombies suppressed on the Dragon Gate finally quieted down and stopped struggling.
Wu Ping's face also returned to its original appearance.
As his spiritual power flowed into the bodies of the three zombies, their shadows gradually transformed behind Wu Ping, becoming three loyal and protective companions.
The biggest difference between the two worlds lies in spiritual power and spiritual energy.
As long as one accepts the baptism of spiritual energy, this world will undergo a transformation.
However, Wu Ping would never allow this world to breed such a thing as spiritual energy.
Whether you call him selfish or self-interested, a special existence is unique.
Cultivation knows no years, opening one's eyes to find a thousand years have passed.
When he opened his eyes again, several months had already passed, in addition to the time it took for Wu Ping to break through to the Dragon Transformation cultivation level.
The Wangzhou Taishan King's tomb was about to open.
This was still the doomsday world that Wu Ping had brought the years that should have been spent in the Immortal Cultivation World to.
Otherwise, he might not have been able to catch up with the opening of the Taishan King's tomb with his means and realm advancing at the same time.
He stood up and looked towards the sky.
"Fear and torment: Light Catastrophe, Dark Catastrophe, Soul Destruction."
A bull-headed zombie locked in golden iron chains crawled out from the void, looked up to the sky, and a hollow on its face gathered a ball of light, shooting it towards the sky.
Boom!
The white clouds in the sky shattered, leaving no clouds in sight for miles.
The beam of light shot straight into the sky.
The power is beyond words to describe.
"A single shot, can be aimed, powerful, it's a sniper!"
"If there's no cooldown, in the future, if there are others, we can capture more and shoot them all at once."
Wu Ping said with folded arms.
Thinking about the scene where hundreds of Light Catastrophes simultaneously launched the Dark Catastrophe, Wu Ping felt a bit excited.
Forgetting about the doomsday world for a moment, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is truly his treasure land.
Zombies, grow quickly, my Fear and Torment Netherworld Record is waiting for you to fill it.
Wu Ping looked at those high-powered spells with envy.
Asking for flowers, asking for monthly tickets...