Chapter 322 Homecoming(1/2)
In the dark and empty space, the divine eyes are secluded and deep.
I couldn't see my five fingers.
Forever.
At some point, a skull-shaped light and shadow floated in the air, and two green flames burned in the eye sockets, jumping and flickering, making it even more gloomy and terrifying under the reflection of endless darkness.
Xu Hao on the opposite side showed expectation.
"Phantom Demon Eye" is a spiritual secret technique that can damage the enemy's spiritual level.
This method.
Xu Hao has never heard of it.
But because of this, he was more eager to practice as soon as possible.
He had never heard of it, and other warriors probably wouldn't have heard of it. If he had learned this spiritual secret technique of "Phantom Demon Eye", he might have achieved a better victory.
A sudden light in his hand, the ancient book flew up independently and slung in the air.
Crazy...
The sound of flipping the book spreads gently.
The ghost fire in the eye socket of the Spirit-Swallowing Holy Ancestor was stagnant, as if he was carefully browsing the content above.
"A spiritual thought master?"
He murmured.
Xu Hao nodded and his eyes lit up.
Judging from the tone of the Spirit-Swallowing Ancestor, it seems that he had heard of this title.
"This is the secret technique of your human race. I have experienced it and it is indeed amazing."
A deep memory flashed in the eyes of the Holy Ancestor Swallowing Spirit.
"I was a little curious when I saw a spiritual power of your human race that could move mountains, rivers, sun and moon by just thinking. However, I still shouted and broke his spiritual secret skills."
When it comes to this, the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit-Swallowing Spirit seems a little arrogant.
Then.
The Holy Ancestor of the Spirit-Swallowing Spirit blew up another wave of its glorious past, and it was really a bit unstoppable.
Xu Hao's forehead was covered with black lines, thinking that the skull was really a trace of ink.
"Then how should I practice?"
Xu Hao interrupted and asked.
"Forehead......"
The Spirit-Swallowing Holy Ancestor is so excited that he doesn't seem to know the methods of practicing the secret technique.
Seeing this, Xu Hao's face also showed a little disappointment.
"Hey, boy, do you think I don't know?"
The flames in the eye sockets shook violently twice, and the expression of the Spirit-Swallowing Ancestor was obviously a little excited.
"It's true."
Xu Hao showed some hope in his heart, but his face still looked as if he was decayed.
He knows.
The more anxious he showed, the more likely the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit-Swallowing Spirit will continue to make fun of him. It would be better to use the method of provoking him and slander his words.
"Hmph, I am knowledgeable and have killed more creatures than you have ever seen. How can I stump my Spirit-Swallowing Ancestor?"
The Holy Ancestor of the Swallowing Spirit snorted coldly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Xu Hao's questioning him.
"Come on, boy, I'll teach you!"
"OK!"
Xu Hao had a smile on his face.
This moment.
The flames in the eyes of the Spirit-Swallowing Holy Ancestor jumped twice.
What a spoiled boy!
But since it has let go of everything, if it breaks its promise, wouldn’t it make the starry sky ridiculous?
He is the dignified Holy Ancestor of the Spirit-Swallowing Ancestor, who traverses the universe and all worlds, can swallow the sun alive, explore the stars of destruction, and what he says is even more golden and jade-like.
"Concentrate your will, explore your spiritual power into the 'Phantom Demon Eye', and use your heart to understand it."
indeed.
Even if the Spirit-Swallowing Saint Ancestor has never practiced the secret technique of spirituality, he is still an old monster who has been imprisoned in the Divine Eye Space for countless years. His knowledge is extremely profound and very useful to Xu Hao.
Upon hearing this, Xu Hao's face became completely solemn.
Immediately afterwards.
Xu Hao eliminated the distracting thoughts in his heart, condensed all his will, and looked at the ancient book "Phantom Demon Eye".
The ancient book "Phantom Demon Eye" is not written in words, but is carved with some mysterious patterns.
Slightly slapped, the old paper depicts circles of ripples, which look like an abyss, and there is a rotating red light spot inside, which is mysterious and has a strong penetration force.
I've just watched it for a while.
Xu Hao felt his mind fainting, as if he had fallen into an endless vortex, unable to extricate himself.
"Oh, it's really stupid. I'll tell you to gather your will and concentrate. Don't insult my reputation as the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit-Swallowing Ancestor!"
On the side.
The sound of the Spirit-Swallowing Ancestor was heard, looking as if he was disappointed.
The voice of the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit-Swallowing Spirit wakes up Xu Hao like a night drum and morning bell.
Xu Hao was stunned and quickly gathered his will again.
But once his eyes touched the mysterious ripples pattern of the "Phantom Demon Eye", he felt a sensation of dizziness again, attacking the depths of his soul.
but.
Xu Hao kept the lesson in mind, and if his willpower is not distracted, he will regain his will.
This kind of tug-of-war.
After just holding on for a while, Xu Hao felt a sense of exhaustion of his soul being hollowed out.
However, he also unconsciously explored his mental power into the mysterious pattern.
Under the concentration of attention, the mysterious patterns seemed to come alive, and actually presented fantastic pictures.
Fantasy sword style!
Fantasy shield style!
Fantasy style!
Phantom Demon Eyes!
Behind each picture, there is a name for its moves.
But perhaps because Xu Hao's mental power is not sufficient, the picture is very blurry and appears and disappears from time to time.
Xu Hao vaguely felt that with his current mental state, it seemed that he was not enough to learn the illusion of artistic conception in the pattern.
"This series of fantasy pictures is probably the real secret technique of the 'Phantom Demon Eye'. Perhaps I have not reached the level of a spiritual mind master and cannot stimulate the specific artistic movements."
Xu Hao's thoughts were flowing rapidly and he kept thinking.
"Boy, have you seen clearly? He is really stupid."
The voice of the Holy Ancestor of the Swallowing Spirit came into Xu Hao's ears again.
Xu Hao tried to gather his mental power again and observe in depth.
However, things went against my wishes.
His mental power gradually relaxed, and in the end he was directly rebounded by the illusion of the artistic conception.
Especially at first sight, he came into contact with the artistic movements of "illusion sword style".
The reaction was particularly intense.
In my mind, white light filled my mind.
It seemed as if countless tiny swords were piercing into the depths of his soul.
Xu Hao groaned and immediately returned to reality.
He gasped heavily.
To be continued...