Chapter 771 Nightmare Heart
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Seeing Lin Zheyu signing the Chaos Oath.
Zuo Xinlan smiled slightly, showing off her infinite charm again.
She stretched out her white jade-like palms and stretched out her hands gently, and a jade-like necklace appeared around her neck.
Zuo Xinlan took off the necklace and grabbed it, powerful spiritual power surged.
She is engraving the skills she has mastered on the jade slips in the storage space.
A moment later...
Zuo Xinlan gently tossed the necklace towards Lin Zheyu with her right hand.
“Except for my natal magic weapon, all other magic weapons are included here.”
"The skills and secret techniques that I have seen and mastered, and can be taught, are all imprinted on the jade slips inside."
"However, those are just ordinary-level skills and secrets. It’s just a technique.”
“Really powerful skills require extremely special skills. Only a special and powerful treasure can be carried, and it requires a more powerful person of the realm master level to pass it on."
"I don't want to give you those skills, so I can't do anything about them."
Zuo Xinlan shook her head slightly and took the initiative to explain.
The skills obtained from the Immortality Sect cannot be passed on to outsiders. This needs no explanation.
But in addition to the skills passed down by the sect, Zuo Xinlan also had many powerful opportunities and mastered several heaven-defying skills.
She has no way of teaching these techniques to others.
Zuo Xinlan's level of strength is too low. Even if he masters those skills, he cannot engrave the contents of the skills.
“Yeah.”
Lin Zheyu hummed slightly, indicating that he understood.
Having been wandering in the mysterious sea for more than thirty years, he is no longer a rookie who just stepped out of the small world.
I know about this kind of thing.
Just like the technique of the martial arts overlord of the Seventh Age - "The Immortal Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations" that he comprehended from the previous secret realm.
This skill requires him to engrave it and pass it on to others, but Lin Zheyu himself cannot do it.
"Fellow Taoist, are you a casual cultivator?"
Zuo Xinlan quietly looked at Lin Zheyu, and then said with a smile.
Her guess was not without reason.
Only casual cultivators, or monks without a strong enough inheritance, will need the technique.
“For us, these ordinary level skills and secrets don’t mean much.”
Zuo Xinlan smiled and continued.
For ordinary monks, the techniques she took out were extremely powerful.
But for geniuses of their level, Zuo Xinlan is a bit out of their depth.
The reason why she knew these techniques was because she had learned them specifically to expand her horizons.
“If fellow Taoists are interested, you can join our Immortality Cult.”
"Not all immortality cultivators are cultivators, the inheritance of warriors is equally strong."
"What do you think, fellow Taoist?" Zuo Xinlan invited.
“Not at all.”
Lin Zheyu’s face was dull and unmoved by Zuo Xinlan’s solicitation.
If he wanted to join other forces, he would have joined them long ago.
With his talents and qualifications, coupled with his status as a monk who came out of the small world, almost all forces are qualified to enter and become its true disciples.
It’s just that Lin Zheyu didn’t want to.
It is easy to be constrained by joining those big forces. You need to be on guard and disguise at all times to hide your rapid improvement in strength.
Beyond that.
Among the big forces, there are powerful men with terrifying strength. It is easy to encounter terrifying existences that far exceed their own strength.
Facing such existences, any fluctuations in one's own spiritual thoughts may be easily captured.
In front of those existences, there are no secrets at all.
Lin Zheyu was worried that his biggest secret would be exposed. Then, it will be dangerous.
"My fellow Taoist, don't refuse so simply."
"It is easy to become a deity, but it is difficult to find a world master."
"No matter how amazing your talent is, if you don't have a strong enough Taoist heritage behind you, you won't be able to become a Realm Master."
Zuo Xinlan said meaningfully.
‘Oh? ’
Lin Zheyu’s heart moved slightly.
After being promoted to the Realm Lord Realm, is it possible that there are some secrets that he doesn’t know about?
Although he was curious in his heart, Lin Zheyu had no expression on his face.
"Very good, it's all inside."
Lin Zheyu put away the jade-like necklace and said lightly.
He just glanced at the treasures and techniques stored in the necklace. There were not many magic weapons, but each one was extremely powerful.
There are many of them, which are treasures that the other party obtained from the setting sun of the era.
In addition to the treasures and magic weapons, the skills inside also opened Lin Zheyu's eyes.
The number of exercises that Zuo Xinlan knows is extremely astonishing. It is like a moving humanoid library, and every skill in it has strong research value.
"However, I have to wrong you a little more."
"You stay here for a while, and then I will let you go for at least a cup of tea."
As Lin Zheyu spoke, his body was filled with rich energy and blood, and thick blood-colored chains condensed from the energy and blood, shooting towards Zuo Xinlan.
Zuo Xinlan smiled slightly and stood motionless, letting the ban chains imprison him.
"Interesting..."
"Is this person really a casual cultivator?"
Zuo Xinlan looked at the place where Lin Zheyu disappeared, with a trace of contentment on his face A look of interest.
She glanced at the void around her, her eyes becoming more interested.
Although the power within the body was imprisoned by the forbidden chain, it was suppressed by the void of the inner universe.
But Zuo Xinlan still saw a lot of things.
"A suppressive power like a small world..."
"It can't be a boundary weapon. If the opponent carries a boundary weapon, what he enters will not be a wonder at this level. ..."
"It can't be a magic weapon. A magic weapon at the level of spiritual transformation is not so powerful."
"And if the magic weapon you carry with you is more powerful than the level of spiritual transformation, it will also be transmitted to the wonders of the corresponding level..."
Zuo Xinlan observed the dark void around him, as if there was something in his eyes. Thoughts.
The setting sun of the era is very special.
Not only can it detect the strength of the monks, but it can also randomly teleport into the wonders corresponding to the strength.
The magic weapon carried by the monk can also be detected.
If the magic weapon carried by a monk reaches the Tianzun level, then even if the monk's own strength is weak, he will be transported into the wonders of the Tianzun level.
Lin Zheyu didn’t know this rule before entering.
That is, he is strong enough and does not have any powerful magic weapon in his body. Otherwise, he would not be what he is now.
“Is it possible that this is a special magical power that the other party has mastered, like a giant beast that can create a small world in its own body?”
“No, it’s impossible!!”< br>
"The sky-cracking behemoth is able to cultivate a small world within its body because of its special bloodline. It is almost impossible for other races to do this."
"But if this were not the case..."
"Could it be that this person has been broken? The severely damaged boundary weapon just has some similar power left."
"Then, the opponent has mastered a special secret method that can activate and enhance this suppressive power?"
“…”
Many speculations flashed through Zuo Xinlan's mind.
Ordinary magic weapons cannot have the power of suppression like a small world. This is the unique ability of boundary weapons.
What is a boundary device?
That is a powerful treasure at the realm lord level!
Even if the boundary weapon is damaged and falls to the level of spiritual transformation, there may still be a trace of its own power left.
It can inspire the power of oppression like a small world.
It’s just...
If it falls to the level of spiritual transformation, how can a boundary weapon that is broken to this level inspire such a powerful suppressive power?
"How did this person do it?"
Zuo Xinlan murmured secretly, and many of the previous guesses felt a little impossible.
"Is it possible..."
"This is a human race with the bloodline of the sky-cracking beast?!" Zuo Xinlan couldn't help but speculate like this.
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No matter what Zuo Xinlan guessed.
After Lin Zheyu left Zuo Xinlan, he continued to look for other suppressed strong men.
So concocted. Most of the strong men were extremely cooperative, and those who were not cooperative accepted it obediently after experiencing some painful torture.
However, there are still some stubborn ones among them.
That was a strong man from the Blood Shura clan.
This ethnic group is violent and war-like. Each one is born from blood and fire, and their strength is extremely terrifying.
The strong man from the Blood Shura tribe was very stubborn and would not give in no matter what.
Then, there was no more.
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"Nightmare City..."
In the thin fog, Lin Zheyu slowly opened his eyes, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes .
By communicating with the powerful people who suppressed it, he successfully obtained relevant information here.
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This is the legendary City of Nightmares, the ancestral land of the powerful ethnic group in the third era - the Nightmare Tribe.
“No wonder it’s so powerful and weird, I fell into sleep as soon as I entered.”
Lin Zheyu shook his head slightly and stood up slowly.
He did not leave immediately, but stood quietly on the spot, turning his head to look into the void not far away.
"Come out, you have been following me for so long. I wonder what your purpose is?" Lin Zheyu narrowed his eyes and said lightly.
When he started to capture the strong man trapped in the nightmare, he felt many peeping eyes.
There were many strong men among them, following them secretly.
But in the end, almost all of them were thrown away by Lin Zheyu, except for one who was very strong and followed them all the way here.
Lin Zheyu had been secretly vigilant, waiting for the other party to take action.
Unexpectedly, the other party was extremely cautious and kept hiding in the darkness in the distance. He neither made a sneak attack nor turned around and left.
"Yes, the perception is very strong."
A dull voice came from high in the sky.
Lin Zhe raised his head and squinted in the direction of the strange movement.
In the dim world, a bright moon appeared quietly.
Yes, open it.
The bright moon blinked slowly. If you look closely, you will find that it was transformed into a huge eyeball.
Eyeballs like the bright moon stared quietly at Lin Zheyu below.
“You can detect me, your perception is good.”
"Coupled with your strong resistance to the power of nightmares, you have passed our assessment and you are qualified to join us."
The voice came faintly without any fluctuation.
"Why should I join you?"
Lin Zheyu said lightly, looking at the bright moon-like eyeballs high in the sky.
"You will be interested. Among the strong men who enter the Nightmare City, no monk can refuse the temptation of that thing."
The mysterious strong man continued.
“What?”
Lin Zheyu became interested.
He could sense the power behind this eyeball.
A treasure that can interest such powerful people and requires the cooperation of other powerful people must be extremely extraordinary.
"Heart of Nightmare!!" said the mysterious strong man.
"Nightmare Heart?"
Lin Zheyu's thoughts moved slightly, and a divine soul clone was projected into the void of the inner universe again.
Although I got a lot of information about the Nightmare City from those strong men who were suppressed.
But among them, there is nothing related to Nightmare Heart.
"Heart of Nightmare?!!!"
"You actually found the Heart of Nightmare!!!"
In the void of the inner universe, when Zuo Xinlan heard what Lin Zheyu asked about , his eyes couldn't help but widen, and his expression became a little excited.
"I haven't found it yet, I just learned about this thing."
Lin Zheyu shook his head and continued to ask: "What is this that can make you so excited?"
"That is the Heart of Nightmare, the foundation of the Nightmare Clan's strength, and the root cause of the Nightmare Clan's downfall!!"
Zuo Xinlan exhaled softly, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and explained seriously.
After the other party's explanation, Lin Zheyu finally knew what the Nightmare Heart was and how precious it was.
“Although this is just a strange scene in the setting sun of the era, it may be a residual scene projected in the long river of time.”
“But the heart of the nightmare that was nurtured is equally precious and extraordinary! " Zuo Xinlan said.
"That's it. Thank you for clarifying the confusion."
Lin Zheyu nodded, scattered and disappeared again.
"Heart of Nightmare..."
Zuo Xinlan murmured softly, then shook her head slightly.
This thing is not easy to win. I don’t know how many talented and talented geniuses have completely fallen asleep in this wonderful scene in order to win the Nightmare Heart.
"Okay."
Lin Zheyu looked at the bright moon-like eyeballs and asked lightly: "Where is the position and when will we start taking action?"
Chi——
A flash of silver light shot out from the eyeball, turning into a silver ball the size of a baby's fist, like a bright moon, and fell into Lin Zheyu's hand.
“It hasn’t started yet, we need to wait for the opportunity, when the power of nightmare is at its weakest in that area.”
"When the time comes, this token will send out a reminder. Just follow the guidance and come directly."
The mysterious strong man said.
"Okay."
Lin Zheyu nodded, put away the silver ball and said: "I'm Yuzhe, I wonder what you call me?"
"Yuehen."< br>
The mysterious strong man said calmly.
The moment the voice fell, the eyeballs in the void that were as bright as the bright moon slowly closed.
The moment his eyes closed, the other person's breath completely disappeared without a trace.
Lin Zheyu used his spiritual eyes to sense and search, but he could only detect a faint wave, shooting away into the distance at an astonishing speed.
After confirming that the other party has completely left.
Lin Zheyu's figure moved slightly and disappeared into the mist.
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In the thin fog, a burly figure galloped from a distance.
Lin Zheyu walked out of the fog, his powerful perception covering the void around him, and he watched the surrounding movements vigilantly.
“This is it.”
Lin Zheyu stopped.
The power of nightmares here is extremely strong, and it is a good place to banish those strong men suppressed in the void of the inner universe.
He captured a total of seventeen strong men, one of whom was from the Blood Shura clan. Because the other party refused to cooperate, he blasted him with one punch.
Except for the strong men of the Blood Shura clan, the other sixteen survived.
Lin Zheyu also spared their lives as agreed.
After all, they signed the Chaos Oath.
Even if the imprint of the true spirit is blinded by the physical body, if it causes backlash, it may lead to serious consequences.
“Let’s go!”
Lin Zheyu’s thoughts moved slightly, and sixteen large bloody cocoons that were tightly bound by the forbidden chains shot out steeply.
Danglang——
The blood-colored chains exploded with a bang, revealing the figure imprisoned within them.
After these strong men escaped from their confinement, they shot away into the distance without hesitation.
They were very fast, almost reaching the limit of their own speed.
But there were still many monks among them. Not long after they rushed out, they were instantly eroded by the power of nightmare and fell into sleep again.
After releasing them.
Lin Zheyu's figure moved slightly and disappeared into the mist again.
Yue Hen probably didn't take action so quickly.
Lin Zheyu plans to take advantage of this time to explore the Nightmare City to see if he can gain more.
This is the City of Nightmares, the ancestral land of the Nightmare Tribe.
In addition to the most precious Nightmare Heart, there must be many powerful opportunities hidden there.
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