Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 144 Orcs
The vibrating blood burned the blood vessels like flames, spreading throughout the body.

Zhou Leng gritted his teeth, let go of the pain, let go of the fear, let go of everything.

Just feel the sound.

Slowly, Zhou Leng was able to withstand the blood shock.

After a while, the sound became louder again.

The muscles of the whole body were also struck by the strange and chaotic music.

This time, it was different from pure pain.

It felt like something was really hitting my muscles, making them numb and itchy.

Zhou Leng suddenly realized that this was not just a pure test of consciousness, but also included a physical test.

The music of chaos and deity affects the whole person, not just the consciousness.

Fortunately, after going through the test of the Trial Gate and the deep-sea test of the Heavenly Stage, I have gained some experience.

The elf nodded slightly.
Every once in a while, the elf waves his magic wand.

The chaos of the gods' music was also aggravated by this.

The vibrations in my body are getting more and more.

The eardrum vibrates, the heart vibrates, the blood vibrates, the muscles vibrate, the bones vibrate, the internal organs vibrate, the skull vibrates, the whole body vibrates, and finally, the consciousness vibrates.

There were nine levels of vibration and nine levels of sound.

Pain, numbness, discomfort, nausea... countless feelings surged together.

Slowly, Zhou Leng became dazed.

Seeing that he was about to give up, Zhou Leng took a deep breath and the image of Senior Shu in the starry sky emerged in his mind.

Visualize a giant frost tree.

All feelings eased and emotions returned to normal.

"This..." The elf looked at Zhou Leng thoughtfully.

"Actually, one can pass after completing seven shocks, but he was able to complete the first note of the complete Chaos God Movement. Very good..."

Then the elf waved his magic wand.

On the wall of divine characters, the second divine character began to rotate.

The first note of the chaotic music did not stop, it was still vibrating, making a strange thudding sound.

The second note sounded at the same time.

Buzz...buzz...buzz buzz...

It's a completely different sound than the first note.

The thumping sound of the first note is a vibration feeling.

But this buzzing sound was like a strange light constantly sweeping across the body, like the feeling of a wheel suddenly running over it.

At first, I just felt my ears being crushed, then my heart and blood were crushed...

Zhou Leng seemed to be lying on the highway, with huge trucks whizzing past him.

This feeling is ten or a hundred times more painful than being physically crushed.

Especially when the crushing and shock overlap, the body and soul are exploding.

Zhou Leng gritted his teeth and persisted.

The strange thing is that as I slowly adapted to the two sounds, my body began to feel a little comfortable.

The speed at which the Mountain of Will turned from virtual to real accelerated incredibly quickly.

The elf stared at Zhou Leng for a long time, then looked outside.

The two surviving dwarves died one after another.

There were people practicing body cultivation all over the place, but they were not as good as Zhou Leng who was in the late stage of blood circulation.

"This child came at the perfect time..."

"Anyone who comes a little later, or comes in at the beginning of body training, will affect future growth."

Zhou Leng actually endured the entire double movement of the first note and the second note in a daze.

Although he was unconscious, he still sat on the ground with his last bit of will.

The elf waved his hand, and the third divine symbol turned, making a harsh sound of steel rubbing against hard stone.

As soon as this voice came out, Zhou Leng closed his eyes and fainted on the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng opened his eyes, his head feeling dizzy.

"Very good, but unfortunately, your Mountain of Will is only a little short of solidifying and entering the 'Rock Realm'. However, you have received a perfect trial..."

The elf waved his magic wand.

A divine symbol on the divine symbol wall lit up, and a golden divine light suddenly spurted out, passing through Zhou Leng's body, straight into the sea of consciousness, and hit the mountain of will.

Zhou Leng's body trembled, his eyes turned black, and he fell into coma.

The elf smiled slightly and said, "How can someone below Xiantian become an 'apprentice divine script master'? It's great that you have completed two tests. Those two Xiantians only completed two tests."

The elf waved his magic wand, and the second drop of crystal water fell into Zhou Leng's mouth.

After a while, Zhou Leng opened his eyes and felt indescribable comfort all over his body.

It’s like taking a hot spring bath, then having a good sleep, and finally waking up naturally.

The whole world seemed to be brighter.

"Ok?"

Zhou Leng turned his head and looked around. The wall with divine writing disappeared, and the hall and the corpse were also gone.

This place is like a spacious reading room.

On the left and right sides are empty bookshelves, with only a few shelves containing some stone slabs, beams of light, crystals and other items.

There was a huge table and chairs in the middle. To humans, even the chairs looked like a large round table.

The smallest table is two meters high.

A faint white light shines in, just like an empty library in the afternoon.

Zhou Leng jumped off the chair and walked slowly along the bookshelf.

There is an ancient book on the bookshelf in front of you. Reach out and take it.

A faint ripple formed between the fingertips and the back of the book, and the fingers were blocked by an invisible force.

"It seems there is a protective force, or I am not strong enough..."

Zhou Leng thought that this kind of ancient relic must be extraordinary, so he didn't care and slowly observed it in the reading room.

Walk around an area of tables and chairs and look towards the corner.

A long-haired green-skinned orc was leaning against the side of the bookshelf, sitting with his head down, seemingly sleeping.

She was wearing old ornaments on her head and leopard skin clothes, dressed like a female orc.

Zhou Leng stopped and looked carefully.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a middle-aged orc taking a nap.

However, the body remained motionless and there was no sign of breathing.

There was no imposing aura or pressure from this person, he was just sleeping quietly. "Senior Gaotu Zhihua?" Zhou Leng asked in the unskilled orc language.

The orc didn't move.

Zhou Leng walked over.

Next to the female orc, there was a chair with some odds and ends scattered on the seat.

Hairpins, old animal skin books, bone accessories, bone pens, a smaller men's leather coat, a pair of men's leather boots, and a leather hat.

Walk five meters away and stop.

Demigod, ancient king, great demon, and martial saint are different names given to masters of the same level by different races.

For a master of this level, even after death, the holy remains still retain power.

Especially the complete headed holy remains, once attacked, will even fight back against the enemy.

The holy remains can destroy the world with one strike.

Only by cutting off the head can the power of counterattack be eliminated.

The body is then divided into six components: chest, abdomen, legs and arms. After tempering, each component becomes a powerful weapon.

Headless god.

It is said that in order to protect their descendants, some great demons and martial saints asked their descendants to refine their holy remains into holy weapon after their death to attack the enemy.

Next to the High Earth Flower, there was a broken magic bag.

Zhou Leng observed carefully and thought over and over again.

The holy remains are too powerful. If you are not careful, you will be shattered into pieces.

Zhou Leng rummaged through the magic bag and picked out some random bone runes and some long hooks.

Trophies from killed orcs.

I originally thought that the bone rune was just an ordinary witchcraft item, but when I thought about the orcs who also wanted to take the treasure, I thought they must have prepared some means.

Open the Enchanted Watch and look for information on the Bone Rune.

Soon I found various explanations.

This is something made by orc wizards. It has different uses and is very complicated.

Unable to determine the exact usage.

Zhou Leng thought about it, put away the bone text, placed the hook of the grappling rope three meters away from the high earth flower, then continued to lower the rope and moved his body backwards.

When there was only about three meters of rope left, Zhou Leng stopped.

The rope is more than ten meters long.

Zhou Leng calculated the distance between the rope and the magic bag, and placed all the bone runes on the ground around him, forming a circle.

He took out the magic watch, translated Chinese into Orcish first, and then corrected the pronunciation one by one.

Finally, Zhou Leng bowed and said in a loud voice: "Junior Zhou Leng, as a fellow student of divine texts, is here in the reading room to pay respects to Senior Gaotu Zhihua. I dare not take your holy remains without permission, but I see there are treasures and want to give it a try. If you do not allow me, I will leave now."

Zhou Leng knew that compared to the treasure, life was the most important. If the Holy Skeleton really wanted to stop him, he could not continue.

Zhou Leng threw out the hook, but failed to hook the belt of the magic bag.

The holy remains showed no reaction.

Twice, three times...

The fourth time he cast the hook, it hit the belt of the magic bag and then gently dragged it backwards.

Zhou Leng stared at the holy remains and slowly pulled the rope.

The holy remains showed no reaction.

Zhou Leng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when the magic bag was one meter away from the holy bones, the holy bones suddenly emitted a faint white light all over.

Sheng Hai still kept his head down, but swung his right fist and hit Zhou Leng directly.

There was a strong wind blowing in the reading room, with a whistling sound.

A winter wind blows from the ground.

The demigod's strike destroyed the mountain.

Zhou Leng only felt a terrifying force like a tidal wave coming at him, as if the world was being destroyed.

Although he tried desperately to dodge, his body didn't move.

The body of a demigod cannot be desecrated.

Zhou Leng felt a little regretful. He knew there was a life-and-death danger, but he was still greedy.

As a result, when he was on the verge of death, he realized that he was simply unable to resolve this level of risk.

Zhou Leng was unable to move and could only watch as the invisible but tsunami-like power of the demigod came towards him.

There is no light in the world.

All the bone runes flashed rapidly, emitting a light shield that enveloped Zhou Leng.

The invisible force stagnated and slowly pressed forward.

With a snap, the bone rune light shield shattered, followed by a crackling sound, and all the bone runes exploded into bone powder.

Zhou Ping calmly welcomed the arrival of death.

Suddenly, something in the magic bag hummed softly and emitted a strange breath.

The holy corpse's fist changed into a palm and grabbed fiercely.

The power in the sky dissipated, and an object in Zhou Leng's magic bag flew over and fell into Sheng Hai's hands.

Zhou Leng was still in shock. He took a closer look and saw that it was the bloodline badge of the Mountain Furnace family given by General Julu.

Then, a gust of wind blew.

The broken magic bag blowing the High Earth Flower slid across the ground and arrived in front of Zhou Leng.

The magic bag was created hundreds or even thousands of years ago. It would break into pieces when the wind blew.

A lot of miscellaneous things came out and piled up into a five-meter-high hill.

Zhou Leng thought to himself that it was worthy of being a demigod's magic bag, much bigger than his own.

He turned and looked at the bloodline badge in the Holy Relic's hand.

She really thought of the kindness of the mountains and furnace.

Even if eight hundred years pass.

"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."

After Zhou Leng expressed his gratitude, he looked at the five-meter-high mountain of debris and took out his mask and put it on.

Eight hundred years have passed, and most of the things inside have decayed and damaged.

Flesh, clothes, blood, bones, weapons, etc. are not all good.

Zhou Leng cleaned up carefully like an archaeologist excavating an archaeological site, putting aside the damaged or unused items.

When it touched the blood and bones, they broke with a crackling sound and a foul stench spread.

Once the animal hide is touched, it breaks into pieces.

(End of this chapter)