Chapter 0794: Magic Pattern

Su Yang looked at the vast land of death, and the power of death deep inside made him feel a sense of palpitations.

Soon, he stopped and looked back and went deeper for about a hundred miles.

Going deeper, with his strength, it is a bit difficult to resist.

With his eyes glanced at the surroundings, Su Yang soon locked in the target of cultivation. There was a concave between the two raised mountains.

With a flash, Su Yang came to the center of these two mountains, and blasted a cave on the wall on one side, and he sat in it directly.

After sitting down cross-legged, Su Yang's thoughts sank into the depths of his memory and browsed the Seven-Life Magical Classic again.

In the Seven-Life Demonic Book, the magic pattern is a crucial part.

Use the power of death to practice a demon pattern and melt the body into the body, thus making the body a demon body. Under the sacrifice of the power of death, the body will become extremely terrifying.

Moreover, this magic pattern is also a point where the perfect fusion of will and physical body is perfectly integrated, so the magic pattern is indispensable.

The biggest difficulty in cultivating the magic pattern is the power of death.

As we all know, the horror of death power is well known, so if an ordinary warrior does not have special means, it will be extremely difficult to control the death power, let alone sacrifice and refine the demon pattern.

However, if you put these problems on Su Yang, it is not as easy as reducing them.

The power of death, as long as he is not seeking death himself, goes deep into the land of death and is entangled by the powerful power of death, he is not very afraid of it.

His body and power are formed by the fusion of the original power of the heavenly realm, and there is also the power of death.

It is similar to the power of death here, but it is not the power of the same world, and there are subtle differences.

Immersed in it for about half an hour, and then Su Yang's expression gradually became solemn.

As soon as he thought, the power of death suddenly surged towards him in the air.

A series of black death forces that turned into substance came to him, and his hands were dancing rapidly.

The power of death gradually became stagnant in front of him as the palm danced.

In a moment, a ball of death power as big as a fist completely stagnated in front of him.

Su Yang frowned slightly.

These death powers are indeed real death powers, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart that these death powers seemed to be too weak.

Soon, Su Yang laughed in surprise.

This is the origin of the heavenly realm, compared with these death forces.

Although the heavens are still very weak, that is also the real origin of the world. This place is still at the edge. How strong can death be?

He shook his head slightly, then Su Yang narrowed his eyes and his hands accelerated like lightning, just like a shadow of a butterfly, which looked very beautiful.

With his actions, the stagnant death power suddenly changed drastically.

The power of the heavenly source was injected into the power of death from Su Yang's hand raid, and then the power of death surged violently and continued to shrink. The light inside it became brighter and brighter, and some black marks could be seen flashing.

Su Yang's expression was tense. Although there was no accident in the process, he did not dare to relax at all.

Just as it was about to end, the death force that had shrunk to the size of an egg suddenly produced an extremely gloomy aura, trembling violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Damn it.

Su Yang's eyes shrank, and he cursed in his heart, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Is the power of Tianyuan really rejected?

Su Yang pondered secretly, but his movements were not slow at all.

A death force from heaven suddenly surged out, covering this group of death power.

Bang!

The power of death suddenly shrank, and it directly doubled. This time it fell into silence and completely stagnated.

Su Yang relaxed his heart, and his hands continued to make a decision, injecting them one by one.

After dozens of breaths, Su Yang's eyes suddenly widened. He bit his tongue and vomited blood directly into the power of death.

boom!

The essence and blood fell into it, and the power of death squirmed violently, and it turned out torn into black silk threads that were torn into pieces like they were cut, entangled with each other and tangled endlessly.

Three breaths later, a black magic pattern the size of an egg was suspended in front of Su Yang.

The magic pattern is shiny and there are faint traces of light inside, which is very strange.

A trembling breath spread out from it.

Su Yang's eyes were shocked: "I didn't expect that the magic pattern refined by using the ordinary death power on the edge would have such an aura. It is worthy of being the Seven-Life Demonic Classic."

He raised his hand and the magic pattern fell into his hands.

After a careful look, Su Yang waved his hand and directly entered the heavenly realm.

Then, he sat cross-legged in the cave and was stunned.

The magic pattern was successfully refined, and then it seemed that it was the turn of the physical body.

However, he had not yet figured out the reason for his first attempt.

"Or how about trying again?"

Su Yang tilted his head and had the idea of ​​trying again.

He was unwilling to give up the practice of the Seven-Life Demon Book.

After pondering for a moment, Su Yang began to condense his clone again.

As soon as the mind moves, the life force in the heaven will flow out continuously.

About a quarter of an hour, a clone exactly like Su Yang appeared in front of him.

However, his expression was stiff and his eyes were not full of brilliance.

Last time, his will and his clone merged and collapsed directly, but this time he didn't dare to do this directly.

After hesitating for a long time, he decided to try to merge the magic pattern first.

Although the practice in the Seven-Life Demonic Book must first integrate the will before integrating the magic pattern, there is no other way for him.

After all, the power of the heaven is too special, what if it succeeds.

The magic pattern flew out of the heavens, and under Su Yang's careful control, a "swish" sound turned into a faint light and directly penetrated into the clone.

boom!

The magic pattern entered the body, and the clone suddenly twitched violently. The heavenly source power that formed the core of its body was trembling violently at this moment, almost about to collapse.

Su Yang's face became extremely ugly, and he felt a huge repulsion.

The repulsion between the magic pattern and the clone cannot be integrated at all.

"Depend on."

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but curse secretly.

I originally thought I could find a shortcut, but now it seems that it was his delusion.

Seeing that the clone was about to collapse, Su Yang suddenly released the separated will incarnation.

call out!

The will clone directly sank into the clone that was about to collapse.

boom!

A powerful aura suddenly soared into the sky from the clone.

That aura is not very strong, but it is also at the level of a middle-level Martial Emperor.

Su Yang opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the clone in front of him who was suddenly shrouded in a layer of faint light.

The countless death forces around him seemed to be attracted invisibly, covering the clones wildly.

As this force leaned over, the collapsed clone became stable, and cracks on his body were constantly healing.

"Damn, this is OK?"
Chapter completed!