Infinite World Projection

And the more times you can project, it often means that the other party has deeper feelings for you.

Recalling what Shang had said before the end of the day, that Yang Ling's life was no more than ten years old, Chen Changming's mood was a little complicated.

Standing on the spot for a long time, he cleared up his mood, continued to click on Yang Ling's name in front of him, and began the eighth projection.

"Get a weak spiritual root..."

A faint handwriting appeared in front of his eyes, and no accident, what was revealed was still spiritual roots.

From the current point of view, Chen Changming is currently carrying out the eighth projection, and what he has realized seems to be only the spiritual root.

I don't know if something else will appear in the future.

After the eighth projection was completed, Yang Ling's name slowly disappeared before her eyes.

Afterwards, Chen Changming looked in front of him and continued to project.

He has accumulated a lot of projections during this time.

In addition to Zhao Zheng, Yang Ling and others, in that chaotic grave, there are also many spirit king inheritors who have failed in the spirit king trial and eventually survived in the chaotic grave.

For Chen Changming, these are all good projection objects.

On the one hand, they have a glorious past, and at least a copy of the Secret Book of the Spirit King can be realized.

On the other hand, they have now lost their power of the Spirit King, and now they are basically no different from ordinary people.

It is weak and easy to project.

Chen Changming didn't dare to move like the two figures like the elder Jindao and even the end of Shang.

Because he can't beat most of them, naturally there is no need to make trouble.

The familiar projection space kept flickering. In it, Chen Changming cleaned the projection that could be brushed in one breath, and finally stopped his movements and continued to look in front of him.

Strength: 5.15.Agility: 5.07.Constitution: 5.18.

Projection: Golden Knife, Zhao Zheng, Shang Zhong

Talent: Avatar

The familiar projection interface emerges in front of you.

It's just that compared to the previous densely packed names in the projection column, there are only three left at this moment.

Standing in place, Chen Changming looked at Zhao Zheng's name, hesitated for a while, and finally gave up the idea of ​​projection.

Not cost-effective.

During this time of getting along, through some clues, he could see that Zhao Zheng also had a good martial arts, and his strength should not be weak.

If you project now, you can gain something.

But considering his age and the mysterious background, he still has a lot of room for projection.

The best choice should be to wait until later and wait for its strength to grow to a certain level before going to projection.

That was the best choice.

So after hesitating for a while, Chen Changming finally gave up his current plan of projection and silently retreated.

Standing in place, Chen Changming looked up to the outside world, his expression calm.

Inside his body, the majestic Spirit King's power was surging, and it was turbulent at the moment, appearing very unstable.

This is a sequelae caused by the surge in the power of the Spirit King in a short period of time, and it takes some time to adapt.

However, at this moment, Chen Changming felt that his condition was better than ever. He was standing at a peak, and he seemed to be able to defeat his previous self if he moved casually.

This is certainly an exaggeration, but to a certain extent, it is not entirely a false illusion.

After realizing the inheritors of the past spirit king one by one, Chen Changming's body data has not increased much, but the power of the spirit king in his body has increased too much.

From the data alone, it seems that it is not much different from the previous one, but once the power of the spirit king in the body is used for blessing, the combat power will become extremely disparity, reaching a huge gap.

"It's critical..."

Sitting on the bedside, looking at the outside world quietly, this thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind.

With the scouring of blood in his body, the power of the Spirit King in his body was surging.

At its heart, a black mark was flashing, and it began to manifest spontaneously at this moment, consuming the power of the Spirit King in Chen Changming's body.

Faintly, it seems that some kind of change is taking place.

Unknowingly, after realizing the projections accumulated during this period of time, Chen Changming had already reached the peak of pregnancy, and it seemed that he was only one step away from the high innate realm.

Chen Changming could clearly feel all this.

After manifesting many of the spirit king inheritors in the past, his accumulation is enough, but it will take some time to transform and slowly adapt his body to this process.

Perhaps it won't take long for Chen Changming to cross this distance and truly reach that point.

At this point, Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes.

Time passed slowly.

Soon, one day passed, and the sun slowly set into the night.

In the dark night, a huge silver moon hung high in the sky, spreading faint moonlight.

On the ground, in the core area of ​​this prison, a pair of huge eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.

Through the faint moonlight in the dark night, one can clearly see that this is an extremely tall man.

His figure is extremely tall, at least three meters tall at first glance, like a little giant, his muscles are stretched out, and he looks extremely majestic.

In a large and spacious room, he was tightly trapped in chains wrapped around his body.

In the past, he had been asleep here, but at this moment, he seemed to be stimulated by some kind, and he began to recover spontaneously. A pair of scarlet eyes slowly looked towards the outside world and looked in the direction of the periphery.

From a perspective that ordinary people can't see, a thick line of fate is flickering. At this moment, it seems to be stimulated by some kind, and it starts to agitate spontaneously.

The faint low roar was resounding, and gradually continued to ring here.

Then came the sounds of loose chains.

Time slowly passed.