My talent is resurrection

Chapter 370 Chen Jiu of the Future

Xianma frowned, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the void with a serious expression.

Pressing the outstretched hand on the shattered void, he stood up slowly.

It's Chen Jiu.

Looking at Chen Jiu, who was unscathed.

Fresh horse pursed his lips, and said softly: "I didn't expect you to have such domineering supernatural powers."

Chen Jiu waved his arm and grinned, "It's not bad, it's only [-]% recovered."

His resurrection supernatural power has been tempered by the training tower, eliminating the influence of many ghosts, and now it seems to be accepted by the training tower, and can be used in the training tower.

Everyone looked horrified, especially after hearing Chen Jiu's words that he had only recovered [-]% of his recovery, they gradually found it incredible.

With such a strong combat power and physique, how can he be resurrected with [-]% strength?
The more the monks thought about it, the more afraid they became, and they made up their minds not to conflict with Chen Jiuqi in the future.

Ma Wu looked stunned for a moment, feeling the biggest turmoil in his heart. Judging from Chen Jiu's supernatural power, Chen Jiu should have kept his hand when the two caught up and fought each other.

Ma Wu couldn't help curling her lips as she thought about it, feeling a little unhappy, although she knew that if Chen Jiu used this magical power of resurrection, she would probably lose.

But knowing that she had been compromised a lot to get a draw, facing this fact, Ma Wu would rather lose directly.

The little Tianguan curled his lips and sighed: "Tsk tsk, it's really scary."

There is no shortage of overbearing supernatural powers in ancient times, such as resurrection from death, and this kind of magic is also divided into levels.

The most common one is the ordering lamps of various sects. Put a ray of soul of an important person in the sect in the lamp. When the body dies, the soul will be summoned by the lamp and flee across the void to the lamp. Re-cultivate the flesh.

A little less is that the soul is immortal, that is, if it is killed by someone, the soul can dissolve in the sky and the earth, use the sky and the earth as the fetal bed, and conceive again after thousands of years, the soul is the body.

The resurrection technique that has reached the level of immortality is even more overbearing. It can be resurrected when it is killed, and it can choose the timing and location of the resurrection.

This kind of resurrection method is very rare in the whole world, and the materials and cost are very high, and there are only a handful of monks who can perform it.

So Chen Jiu's resurrection now really surprised everyone.

Fresh horse stood on a high place, not rushing to kill, but curiously asked: "How many times can you use this resurrection method?"

Chen Jiu shook his fist with one hand, and Jin Guangwuyun instantly climbed up, his golden body was dazzling, and he asked with a grin.

"How many times can you kill me?"

Xianma crossed his arms and replied flatly: "Resurrect and kill several times."

Chen Jiu narrowed his eyes, his fists ignited with flames, and said softly: "Then what else do you ask?"

"Yes." Fresh horse nodded.

Chen Jiu shot away suddenly, the martial arts and flames he carried ignited the void, and charged away.

Xian Ma held the sky with his hands, his pupils were pale, and when he twisted suddenly, the entire void distorted and time became chaotic.

Under the Mind Training Pagoda, Zhou Xian, who had just learned the news, hurried over with a book in his arms, but stood low and couldn't see the scene above.

Zhou Xian's face was flushed with anxiety, but fortunately Layman Wutong saw it, and stretched out his hand to embrace the aura, which turned into a white cloud, lifted Zhou Xian up, like a fairy on the cloud, and went up to the sky.

Zhou Xian didn't have time to thank his senior brother, so he hurriedly looked inside, and immediately saw Chen Jiu flying upside down, covered in blood, and said anxiously.

"Brother, is Chen Jiu alright?"

Layman Wutong waved his hand, and said calmly: "It seems to be all right now, and there is even a good chance of winning."

Because this is Chen Jiu's second resurrection, it looks like his combat power is still surging and his martial luck is prosperous, but the fresh horse is obviously weaker, and his aura can no longer keep up with the consumption.

After Chen Jiuneng was resurrected, he didn't have any fear, and he didn't fight conservatively anymore, even if he punched the fresh horse in the face, he could punch as much as he could.

And Chen Jiu's punch is not something ordinary people can catch.

After all, it was also the fist to kill the eleventh-level cultivator of Longmen.

Xian Ma received two punches hard, and it was extremely uncomfortable. He was about to be knocked down by Chen Jiu before he could recover his spiritual energy.

However, if this situation continues, Chen Jiu will indeed have a greater chance of winning.

Xianma also knew that Chen Jiuzhen could always be revived, so he didn't dare to make any big promises at the moment. He wanted to perform the time and space strangulation, and was chanting a mantra when someone suddenly put his shoulder on it.

Xian Ma turned his head in surprise.

Chen Jiu looked at him quietly, and at the same time there was a fist shining with golden light.

With a roaring punch, the fresh horse fell and fell into the shattered void, with blood flowing from its body.

Before landing, Chen Jiu lifted his head again, and punched him hard again.

Fresh blood spurted out from Xianma's mouth, and all the spiritual energy in his body was scattered by Chen Jiu's punch.

The golden fist was dazzling, and a majestic and terrifying momentum was condensed in it, and it was about to be punched down again.

The pale color in the fresh horse's pupils kept spinning, as if it was about to suck in the whole world, and suddenly paused.

It led the entire small world on the fifth floor of the Mind Training Pagoda to have a meal.

The corner of Xianma's mouth kissed, like the ravings coming from the sky, carrying the will of heaven and earth that cannot be violated.

"See the future."

The fresh horse and Chen Jiu in the small world suddenly disappeared, and the broken void quickly recovered, layer upon layer, and suddenly stopped.

The fresh horse, which looked like a child, turned into a teenager. The red water chestnut was gone, and the whole body contained a majestic aura, and he casually looked at everyone around him.

With just this one glance, the people around were a little out of breath, and they didn't dare to look at him, leaving only horrified expressions, and their faces looked at each other, the meaning was self-evident.

The fresh horse of the thirteenth realm, the fresh horse of the future!

Xianma withdrew his gaze and looked into Xiaotiandi, seemingly helpless, and said softly to himself: "Since you have been called out, let's make a move before leaving."

The fresh horse of the future thought so, but his expression quickly paused.

A figure stood under Xiaotiandi, motionless, with his head bowed.

Judging from his appearance, he should be Chen Jiu, but he changed into a jet-black clothes, and for some reason, there were many lines on his body.

Xian Ma frowned suspiciously, intending to reach out and gather his spiritual energy to go inquire.

The spiritual energy had just gathered, but suddenly collapsed.

The fresh horse's pupils widened.

Chen Jiu raised his head, his eyes were full of golden light, and the sky was full of stars spinning in it, like the brightest starry sky.

The entire small world of the Mind Training Pagoda exploded instantly, the void melted, and the time storm ran wild.

All the monks standing in the sky outside the Mind Training Tower, regardless of their level of cultivation, fell to the ground, and those with poor strength had difficulty even standing up, so they could only look at the figure in the Mind Training Tower in horror.

In the world of the human race, several terrifying breaths erupted almost instantly, rushing towards the Zhongtu Academy.

The nine sages of the school all went to the sky of the training tower, waiting in full force.

Seven of the twelve Taoist deities come here.

Yao Tianchang came from Yujian in Tianguangzhou, his face was solemn for the first time.

(End of this chapter)