hey demon

Chapter 584
In the blessed land of Huang Ting, a gloomy and cold atmosphere permeated the air.

"Here is there?"

Youyou opened his eyes, the halo stings his eyes, Jing Hong only felt his head was muddy.

"who am I?"

"Where is this?"

"who are you?"

The figures overlapped, and seeing clearly the figure sitting on the stone lotus, although his heart was full of doubts, Jing Hong still reacted instinctively, and at this moment he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Bowing his head and spreading his palms, the former flesh and blood body has disappeared, replaced by a cold ghost body. Looking at this scene, his mind became more and more confused. Jing Hong stood there dumbfounded, as if he was stupid.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly. Even with the help of Zhuang Yuan's resurrection power to help Jing Hong reassemble his soul body and transform it into a ghost with the intention of seeing God, Jing Hong's own consciousness still became fragmented.

"Child, don't wake up yet!"

Tiangang Fa Tongyou worked hard, Zhang Chunyi let out a soft shout.

Rumbling, thundering, as Zhang Chunyi's words fell, it seemed that a thunderbolt flashed across Jing Hong's chaotic mind, splitting the chaos, and fragments of past memories began to emerge one by one.

"I am Jing Hong."

"I am the Lord of Great Liberation."

"I want to break through to see God, and I want to become the king of the world."

The confusion in the eyes dissipated, and the strong will derived a real gaze. A domineering aura burst out from Jing Hong's two-meter-high ghost body, and the Overlord Spear that had turned into a ghost naturally appeared in his hands.

"Breakthrough to see God failed. I should be dead. It was you who turned me into what I am now?"

"Here and there, what do you want to do?"

Consciousness regained consciousness, the tip of the spear pointed at him obliquely, looking at Zhang Chunyi sitting cross-legged on top of the stone lotus, Jing Hong was full of vigilance, the current changes had surpassed his original cognition.

But at this moment, the deep roar of the tiger sounded, and a terrifying coercion fell on Jing Hong's body.

"This power..."

The soul and the ghost body groaned unbearably at the same time, as if there was a mountain of gods pressing on him. If he hadn't retracted the Overlord Spear in time and struck the ground with the spear, Jing Hong would almost have fallen to his knees.

"What kind of beast is this?"

Barely holding his body steady, he couldn't even move his fingers, the shadow became thicker and thicker, looking at the black tiger slowly getting up, Jing Hong was filled with horror.

He once led an army to suppress the rebellion of ferocious beasts, and slaughtered more than a thousand ferocious beasts with his own hands, but the sum of them was not as terrifying as the black tiger in front of him. In front of this black tiger, the power he was once proud of was not worth it at all. Mention.

The figure was completely shrouded in shadows, and death seemed to be close at hand. Jing Hong wanted to struggle but couldn't do it at all, and then a tiger claw landed lightly on his shoulder.

Hum, an indescribable terrifying power fell down, unable to hold on any longer, Jing Hong's legs softened, and he fell to his knees directly, the ground was torn apart in an instant, but the terrifying power still did not dissipate, as if he was going to completely trample Jing Hong into the ground inside.

But at this moment, another voice sounded quietly.

"Okay, Montenegro."

Hearing this, he glanced at Jing Hong coldly, withdrew his claws, yawned, and walked back to Zhang Chunyi's side, Heishan lay on the ground again, and slowly closed his eyes.

"I can answer your previous question. Your current appearance is indeed related to me. Now you are no longer a human being, but a ghost."

"As for this place, it is Longhu Mountain."

Turning his eyes to Jing Hong, Zhang Chunyi said.

Hearing this, Jing Hong was stunned.

Dragon and Tiger Mountain, is this Dragon and Tiger Mountain?As the top martial artist in Paradise, he is no stranger to the name Jing Hong, because the martial ancestor who passed on martial arts to the world came from Mount Longhu. To a certain extent, all martial artists in the world are disciples of Mount Longhu. No one knows exactly where Longhu Mountain is.

In order to pursue a higher level of martial arts, warriors from all over the world have never given up looking for Longhu Mountain for hundreds of years, including him, but they all failed. Longhu Mountain seems to not exist, but now someone tells him that he has come. Longhushan, this is a ridiculous joke, but seeing the black tiger lying on the ground like sleeping, he can't say anything to refute it.

Having personally experienced it, he is very sure that the power of the black tiger has far surpassed that of the so-called martial artist.

"Is this really Longhu Mountain?"

Struggling to get up from the ground, although he was sure in his heart, Jing Hong still couldn't believe it.

Hearing this, without too much explanation, Zhang Chun pointed to Jing Hong one by one.

A feeling of icy coldness came, and his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear. Jing Hong saw the paradise, saw the six ears known as the Martial Ancestor, saw Xu Zhi who had become the king of the world, and saw the thriving Daqian Dynasty, and then He saw the Renyan Building and Longhu Mountain.

"It turns out we're just frogs in a well."

The world outlook was impacted, even with Jing Hong's disposition, he could not help being in a trance for a while.

"There is a sky beyond the sky, this world is far more exciting than I expected!"

After the trance, a bright light appeared in Jing Hong's eyes.

The world is vast, and there are immortals who live forever. Here, his martial arts may reach a new height. As a human, he has died, but as a ghost, he has just begun, and he still has hope to continue climbing.

In just a few breaths, Jing Hong accepted the fact that he turned into a ghost. For him, people or ghosts are not that important, he just wants to continue to pursue his own martial arts.

"Can martial arts live forever?"

Looking at Zhang Chunyi with fiery eyes, Jing Hong asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi shook his head to meet Jing Hong's gaze.

"I don't know. At present, there are no immortals in martial arts. The strongest ones are just seeing gods. As for whether there is a way behind, no one knows."

Hearing this, Jing Hong's gaze dimmed for a moment, but soon became firm again.

"Born as a hero and dying as a ghost, since there is no future in martial arts, let me practice it, but this body..."

With a firm will, Jing Hong felt his body carefully. Jing Hong frowned. This body has not weak strength, but this kind of strength is far from martial arts, not even a trace of blood.

"The foundation of martial arts is actually the will, which is the power of the heart. Qi and blood are actually just auxiliary, or it is the power that humans are most likely to touch."

Understanding Jing Hong's confusion, Zhang Chunyi spoke up.

As a ghost, Jing Hong does not have the power of blood, but this does not mean that he cannot practice martial arts. Liu Er used the body of a monster to practice martial arts. At the beginning, he was indeed based on blood, but later he perfectly integrated the power of the monster into it. , there is nothing impossible.

"I have a volume of the inheritance of ghosts and immortals here, which may help you solve your doubts."

As he spoke, an inheritance appeared in the hands of Zhang Chunyi. This is the way of ghosts and immortals created by the ghost mother. It can help ghosts further condense the ghost body and make up for the natural defects of ghosts. The essence is close to immortals. The most important thing is to practice this inheritance ghost Can better stabilize self-awareness, and will not easily get lost in bloodlust and paranoia.

With this inheritance, Jing Hong can make up for the natural shortcomings of ghosts and open the door to martial arts.

Hearing this, Jing Hong's eyes lit up when he saw the scroll of inheritance in Zhang Chunyi's hand.

(End of this chapter)