Standing on a high platform, Shang Zhong watched quietly.

In his sight, an extremely thick thread of fate was spreading on Chen Changming's body, spreading towards a certain existence in the dark.

This is the destiny of the Spiritual King that Chen Changming upholds. It is extremely clear in Shang Zhong's eyes, and its connection is extremely close, almost to the point of being inseparable.

In the void, as Chen Changming's connection with the Soul King deepened, it seemed that some kind of power was feeding back to Chen Changming, blessing his body.

Faintly, it was like the incarnation of the Spiritual King.

In the four directions, although the threads of fate of the other successors of the Spirit King are still there, when facing Chen Changming at this moment, they are all suppressed without exception, and they are unable to compete with him.

This is the result of the same thread of fate meeting a higher level of existence.

When beings with the same fate meet, the one with a higher fate will inevitably suppress the others.

Conflict between fates is the inevitable result.

"interesting"

Looking down at Chen Changming who was walking out with a calm face and an air of courage, Shang Zhong couldn't help but smile, and a strong interest arose in his heart.

A few days ago, Chen Changming's fate was not like this.

At that time, he and Chen Changming met for the first time. Although the destiny of the Spiritual King in Chen Changming was clear, it was only good, far from this level.

But in just a few days, he actually reached this point and had such obvious changes.

What is the reason for this?

Shang was very curious about this.

In addition, he is also very interested in the next evolution of the situation.

"According to the original deduction, the successor to the Soul King's destiny will not appear until several years later."

He looked at Chen Changming below with a faint smile on his face: "But according to the current trend, this boy is likely to replace the original successor of the Soul King and become the living Soul King."

"The few points that were originally destined suddenly changed."

"Is it really an unexpected change?"

With anticipation in his heart, he just looked at Chen Changming below, wanting to see what Chen Changming would do next.

Beside him, Zhao Zheng held his hand nervously and prayed for Chen Changming sincerely in his heart.

Under the gaze of several eyes in the dark, Chen Changming slowly walked forward.

A roar slowly came.

Feeling the arrival of Chen Changming in front of him, a flash of fear flashed in the eyes of the deformed man in front of him, and he kept roaring, trying to intimidate Chen Changming and stop him from moving forward.

However, listening to the roars of the man in front of him, Chen Changming's face was stern, he said nothing, and his steps and movements were unprecedentedly coordinated without any change.

He just slowly approached and walked forward.

Roar!!

In front of him, the deformed man roared, and then his expression became fierce. Driven by the power of the Spirit King in his body, the evil thoughts in his body finally broke out, and he rushed towards Chen Changming.

boom!!

A faint sound sounded at this moment, accompanied by the flash of the long knife and the sound of being suddenly pulled out.

Standing there, looking at the oncoming man, Chen Changming's face was stern, and he suddenly pulled out the long black knife in his hand.

At this moment, the breath all over his body suddenly changed.

A heart-stopping murderous intention flickered, as if he had transformed into a demon. At this moment, his whole body's aura changed drastically, making people feel extremely heart-beating at a glance.

The aura of terror is erupting, and the maddening killing intent that makes people's scalp numb is tilting. It is instilled in the long knife, and it presses forward with a bang.

The Spirit King, the Soul-Slaying Knife!

Crazy thoughts of murder are brewing.

At this moment, all the evil thoughts accumulated in the past few days suddenly exploded.

The pure evil thoughts were moved by Chen Changming and used as the most terrifying weapon. They were instilled into the long sword with the attack method of spiritual level, and then chopped down with a bang.

This sword to kill the spirit is a sword created by Chen Changming himself. It is based on the spirit of the sword master in the Heart Sword and the Spirit King's Record, the sword mastery of the Ming Yuan sword, and the killing sword based on evil thoughts.

The mind rushes into the soul, and the sword cuts into the flesh!

As soon as the sword came out, at this moment, Chen Changming seemed to transform into an evil spirit, instilling all the power of the Spiritual King in his body, and then executed the ultimate sword blow.

boom!!

A faint crisp sound broke out at this moment.

The face of the deformed man in front of me gradually became dull, and the light in his eyes began to dim. The slight mental fluctuations that originally existed slowly disappeared at this moment, as if I had lost my spirit and soul in an instant.

Then, there was another slight explosion.

On the spot, his body exploded directly, and his flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground.

Black blood spread out and sputtered, directly covering several meters of land.

Chen Changming's face returned to calm.

He put away the long knife, glanced at the body of the man beside him, then turned around silently, and returned to his prison cell.

After he left, a long time passed before intermittent sounds continued to sound around him.

Looking at Chen Changming's back, no matter how powerful the inheritor of the Spirit King is at this moment, he can't help but feel palpitations and a great fear in his heart.

It was like seeing a king who could decide their life or death.

A strong instinct emerged, causing all kinds of fears to arise instinctively in their hearts and feeling a sense of uneasiness.

This is the restraint of fate, and it is now emerging in the hearts of them, the inheritors of the Spiritual King.

However, in the eyes of others, Chen Changming's actions had another different effect.

"good."

On the high platform, in another place, sitting with Xia Qi, looking at Chen Changming's sword strike just now, the golden-robed elder's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but applaud.

"Using the evil thoughts of the Spirit King as the driving force, and using the Spirit King Lu as the means to perform it, with one strike of the sword, not only will the opponent be killed, but the evil thoughts in one's body will be tilted out in one breath."

He couldn't help but applaud: "You are truly a genius!"

On the side, Xia Qi's face couldn't help but look solemn, and he said at this moment: "Judging from the sword strike just now, he has already mastered the Spirit King Lu, at least he has mastered the first three levels."

"this"

His face was solemn, and he couldn't help but hesitate when he said this.

At this moment, only half a month had passed since he handed over the Spirit King Record to Chen Changming.

In just half a month, Chen Changming had actually trained Ling Wang Lu to this point.

If this speed were to be told, it would really be shocking.

"There are so many geniuses and monsters in this world, so it doesn't matter if they can do this."

Compared to Xia Qi's solemnity, the golden-robed elder on the side seemed very calm and didn't care about it: "If he was really a mortal, how could he control his evil thoughts and even swing the sword just now."

Having said this, he couldn't help but smile on his face: "Send someone over and give him the rest of the records recorded by the Spirit King."

After the words fell, Xia Qi couldn't help but look sideways: "Is this really true?"

"I've said that before."

Sitting aside, the golden-robed elder said calmly: "If he can really record the Spirit King training session in a short period of time, it won't hurt if I give him the entire Spirit King Record."

"Now that he has accomplished this, I will naturally not be stingy."

"in this way"

After listening to the words of the elder in golden robe, Xia Dian nodded, but his face still looked a little hesitant: "It's just the elder of the Sacred Heart."

Each Lingzong martial arts has its own classification. Among them, the Lingwanglu martial arts is one of the most important inheritances of the Lingsect. It does not belong to the golden-robed elder in front of you, but is inherited by another Sacred Heart elder.

In theory, even though Elder Jinpao and Elder Sacred Heart are both one of the three elders of the Ling Sect, they are not qualified to hand over the martial arts inherited by other elders to others without authorization.

This is the foundation of inheritance and cannot be ignored.

"give him."

Faced with Xia Qi's hesitation, the golden-robed elder looked very calm and said calmly: "If the Sacred Heart wants to ask more questions, let him come and find me by himself."

"this"

Looking at the golden-robed elder on the side, Xia Qi had a wry smile on his face, but in the end he could only nod in agreement.

While talking, he also looked downwards, looking at Chen Changming in the distance.

At this moment, in Xishou, Chen Changming has returned to his prison alone, where he closed his eyes and rested quietly.

Looking at him like this, it seems that he has not been affected by the power of the Spirit King that he just absorbed, and his face still looks very calm at this moment.

Looking at Chen Changming's appearance and recalling his previous performance, Xia Qi couldn't help but nod secretly, and slowly began to look forward to it in his heart.

Not far away, Shang Zhong was also watching.
To be continued...