Thunder Martial

Abyss ahead, normal again, as if nothing had happened.

The old man's expression changed. Obviously even he couldn't understand what was going on.

Xiaosheng asked: “What's going on? ”

This abyss has always been calm, and no vision has ever occurred, which is the only time.

“The appearance of the golden light seemed to mean that they succeeded, but the vision disappeared again, not knowing what was going on. ”

The old man whispered: “Is there an accident and failed again? ”

The old man waved, indicating that Xiao Sheng left.

Despite the suspicions in his heart, the old man did not mean to be confused, and Xiaosheng had to leave.

Just after he left, a figure appeared, "You saw it, didn't you? ”

Appearing before the elderly is a Soul Phagocyte.

“What do you think about this? ”

The old man was not surprised by the appearance of the other person.

“It should be our people who succeeded, just wondering what happened again. ”

The eyes of the Phagocytes flashed slightly, regrettably saying: "But in the end it may have failed. ”

Old man is the same idea.

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In the dream, just as the purple sensation was about to explode to death, a golden light appeared, and the feeling of the explosion vanished.

And on the outside, the black devouring power of the original purple surroundings turned golden at this time.

The golden light sparkles and releases a radiant and eye-catching light.

The hope of practicing on the purple shoulder has not changed, but the light of its body is becoming purer and purer, and its quality is no less than the power of purple gold.

It is equivalent to two different extremist forces.

At this point, Purple opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually awakened, and in his mind, memories of technique emerged one after another.

The clearest of these is Fighting Technique!

“So that's how it is! ”

Fighting moves are constantly appearing in my mind. Looking at the moves, Purple finally understands why I can skillfully use the stick shield.

In addition, there is a description of ghost phagocytosis in the mind.

“Ghost phagocytes, early awakening, mid-term swallowing, late qualitative alteration. ”

Purple stood up and stretched out his palm, the light of power flowing in his palm, but this time it was no longer black, but golden.

Flowing golden power, feels perfect.

There is a powerful aura between raising a hand and throwing a foot.

“Turns out, the so-called dominant power is the power of ghost phagocytosis integrity. ”

Purple sighed, "It seems that the true meaning of this holy place is to be able to obtain a complete ghost phagocytosis. ”

Purple glanced around, and the golden light here faded a lot.

In his hand, the black truncheon reproduced, only to see him sweep towards the sky.

A golden stick shadow broke through the sky and tore a mouth directly in the air.

At the bottom of the purple feet, the figure rose empty, as if a golden lightning had gone into the heavenly dome.

“This is the power of the ghost phagocytosis of the whole form. ”

The purple sky rises above the mountain river earth below, and the feeling of majesty cannot help but emerge in the heart.

His gaze, gradually looking away, "Now that I live here, it makes sense to do something for the world, ghost oppression, it's time to end. ”

Purple flies toward the distance.

At this moment, the purple clay, which is identified as belonging to this world, decides to change this world by itself.

This time gaining Golden Power, his battle power has been boosted again and he even has the means to fly.

Instead of returning, he went somewhere else.

Hopefully, the encircled land is like a towering wall, trapping humankind from coming out.

The ghost walks through the door, like a hunter.

It's just that everything is reversed, and humans become prey.

Violet went straight to the ghost camp.

In sight, the camp looked over and a golden baton appeared in Purple's hands.

As the violets approached, a ghost noticed the violets and shouted up.

Grip the stick and sweep forward.

A stick lashed out, hitting the ghost's chest and flying back with his body until it split a building in two.

Huge movement, shocked other ghosts, loud drinking, one ghost after another appeared.

Looking at the ghost in view, Purple stepped forward, the earth shook, another golden stick flew out, drawing an arc in the middle of the sky.

The front-running ghosts flew backwards, and after landing, there was no sound.

Purple power, invincible.

Along the way, the sticks and shadows flashed constantly, and all the buildings and the ghosts that appeared were destroyed.

Zizheng killed the ghost leader in front of him. He looked at Zizheng and his face was full of terror.

For ghosts who depend on eating humans for their livelihoods, Purple did not mean to spare a hand. One stick went down, and the shadow directly drowned the chief, and the building behind him.

Boom!

The building collapsed and the ghost leader died!

The other ghosts saw a great escape.

Hope to fly away from the purple body and go far away.

Not only did Purple have the power to fly this time, but I hope to have that power as well.

Not long after, the ghosts here were all killed.

The altar fell, the encirclement collapsed, and all mankind was restored to freedom, but their faces were filled with obscurity and they did not know what had happened.

Until purple appeared in their sight.

And after seeing the purple in the sky, all humans knelt on their knees and prayed in piety to the purple.

Purple Horizon hopes that the number of humans exceeds 100,000, and if measured by scale, this is definitely a great power in ghosts.

Much more powerful than Apollo was.

Purple waved his hand and a piece of gold appeared from his palm, flying in all directions.

Golden light disperses in the sky, turning into countless tiny spots of light, falling out of the human body.

This is the power of awakening, and if someone has good talent, they can take this opportunity to become an awakener in humankind.

But it can only be awakened and not devoured.

“You are free! ”

Purple finished the sentence, turned around and left, standing on his shoulder, a little black beast.

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Time passes, sunrise and sunset, and in this world the scope of human activity becomes greater, as does the number of awakeners.

The number of ghosts is decreasing dramatically, one altar after another disappearing and one ghost after another.

Civilization began to thrive as forces began to communicate and move among humans.

And in the meantime, no one will forget the shadow of the holy man standing in the sky and the beast beside him.

Nobody knew the name of the saint, but everyone remembered the golden figure of the fairy god, and it was his presence that changed everything about humanity.

There are many legends about saints, but no one really remembers what they look like, and the only clear memory is that they are beside a saint with a little beast that never grows up.

And the little beast next to the saint is naturally a divine beast.

One city after another under human civilization has risen to the ground, and one famous awakener after another has defended the well-being of humankind with great perseverance.

Again and again, the battle of life and death between the Awakener and the Phantom gradually drove the Phantom to another place.

Forever, that is impossible, or temporarily impossible.

A place called Holy City, a human being practicing on his knees, suddenly gave off a powerful aura around him.

He awakened.

Stand up to each other and immediately beat the prayer to the sky, very devout.

This gift is for the saints.

Similar things happen almost every day.

There are villages, there are cities, there are human tribes.

Time seemed to have lost any meaning to Zixuan, who had long forgotten how many sunrises he had experienced.

He weighed the size of the world with his feet and stepped on all the areas inhabited by humans.

The original man, jealous as a vengeance, would not spare a ghost.

But after losing ghosts, there will often be more cruel beings in humans than ghosts, who, although human, do more cruel things than ghosts.

Gradually, the purple discovery is that without enemies, some human malice is maximized.

So in the end, the purple ones will inadvertently let go of some ghosts.

Finally, in the field of vision, there was no place to reclaim, walked for unknown years of purple, finally feeling tired.

He decided to go back.

Because there is also a place where there are people he knows and there are people he cares about.

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Extraordinary tribes, a large, populous tribe, though remote, are a very well-known trading centre.

Because this tribe was the first force capable of protecting humankind.

The chief, named Ivan, is said to be a powerful awakener.

Second leader Qingyi, a very beautiful woman, has always had rumors, ignoring the affairs of Qingyi, is actually the chief's remarkable wife.

Three chiefs Angus, few people know his name, and he rarely appears, extremely mysterious, but there have always been rumors that this person is the most powerful of the extraordinary tribes.

On that day, every man and beast came outside the extraordinary tribe.

Many people glanced at the arrival of this stranger, indifferent, a saint admirer and imitator, just too poor to afford a golden robe.

The legend of saints has long been spread in all the places inhabited by humans in the world.

In the worship of saints, many people began to learn the same thing, wearing golden robes and carrying a little beast.

In this extraordinary tribe, there are no fewer than twenty imitators who come every day.

Along the way, purple seemed strange to those who imitated it, and those who looked at purple, poor acids often despised a smile.

Zijuan looked at a territory that was countless times bigger than it had been, and he couldn't help but laugh at the corner of his mouth.

Now that you're back, naturally you have to find a friend.

He perceived the existence of Qingyi and walked directly towards each other's residence.

Just didn't wait to get to Qingyi's door, and Zijuan was stopped by two people.

“No outsiders allowed here, leave quickly! ”

ps: one more.