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Chapter 26 Talent: Black Mountain Devil Body—Innate Divine Power

What's even more frightening is that the one who raises the Gu is not a person, but a hundred thousand black mountains, and it has passed all the information to you.

You still can't resist, at most you will expand the number of people who practice the Black Mountain Magic Sutra like the head of the Black Mountain Village, and weaken the power of the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains, but this is exactly the purpose of the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains.

At this time, Yan Ji had already slightly felt the call of the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains to him, and the feeling of involuntarily wanting to fall into his arms made him shudder.

Boom boom boom!
Yan Ji only felt wave after wave of power coming, first the power of the copy card, and then the power of the Black Mountain Demon Body.

His body is being transformed.

The muscles in his shoulders, thighs, chest, and back began to tighten and swell, like little mice scurrying under his skin.

His body also began to gradually grow taller, thicker, and stronger, and his overall body looked a lot bigger.

The biggest change was his skin. He felt that his skin had become firmer and firmer, much stronger than when he used the Muxiang Samsung copy card before.

Hu~hu~
The breath exhaled from the nose formed small whirlwinds, blowing away the smell of corpses around.

"drink!!"

With a loud shout, Yan Ji shook off the black cloth that wrapped the pear blossom mountain axe, raised it above his head with one hand, and then slammed it toward the ground.

Bang!Click!

First there was a loud noise, and then a crack expanded and extended from the ground, and corpses fell directly.

"Light, too light!"

Yan Ji tossed the pear blossom mountain ax casually in his hand, and the weight of more than one ton was like a pebble in his hand.

"This kind of power is dozens of times stronger than when I used the Muxiang Tristar copy card? I'm afraid even if it's Huang Ke, I can compete with him, right?"

Yan Ji felt his own power, and was a little surprised. If it was just Zhang Shun's copy card, it would be impossible to have this kind of power. He looked at the panel of his black card.

Name: Yan Ji

Age: 13 years old

Talent: Black Mountain Devil Body - Innate Divine Power (Copy card talent is being blessed, remaining time: 1 hour, 59 minutes and 15 seconds)
Realm: Skin and Flesh Realm (entry level) (copying card Realm Skin and Flesh Realm cowhide level blessing, remaining time: 1 hour, 59 minutes and 15 seconds)
Martial Arts: Black Mountain Magic Sutra (first glimpse at the doorway, self-taught martial arts, you can use survival points to adjust to the most suitable and most beneficial version for the host, "Jing" character martial arts, first glimpse at the realm of the doorway, adjust the required survival points: 30) (Copying Kawu Xueying Claw Kungfu into the room and entering the room is being blessed, remaining time: 1 hour, 59 minutes and 15 seconds)
Martial Skill: Angry Dog Claw (Entering the Hall) (Copying the martial arts Eagle Claw, entering the Hall and Entering the Hall, Flying on the Grass, being blessed, remaining time: 1 hour, 59 minutes, 15 seconds)
Survival Points: 45 (1 Survival Point for every day you live)

"This is?"

Yan Ji stared wide-eyed, especially looking at the column of his talent and martial arts.

"No wonder I feel that my strength is more than hundreds of times stronger than before I broke through, even dozens of times stronger than warriors at the leather level and cowhide level. I didn't expect that the derived talent of my Black Mountain Demon Body turned out to be natural divine power."

Yan Ji was a little surprised. You must know that he hadn't shown any advantages in strength before. It stands to reason that the talents derived from the Black Mountain Demon Body are basically what he is best at.

But compared to talent, what surprised him the most was the commentary on the back of the Black Mountain Demon Sutra by the black card, which directly opened up another function of the black card.

"Self-taught martial arts can be adjusted to the version that is most suitable and beneficial to you with survival points?"

Yan Ji looked at this sentence, then looked at his 45 survival points, and then felt the call and assimilation of Hundred Thousand Montenegro to him all the time, he gritted his teeth:
"Forget it. Although I don't have any new hole cards now, it is more important to adjust the Black Mountain Demon Sutra. This is my current basic martial arts. My current strength is enough to save my life for the time being. Black card, adjust the Black Mountain Demon Sutra for me!"

After giving the order in his heart, the survival points of the black card disappeared by 30 points.

Yan Ji only saw the black card martial arts column, and the handwriting of the Black Mountain Magic Sutra began to be distorted and blurred.

His body also began to twist and turn, and a strange force circulated in his body, starting to correct his posture, muscles, and body instincts.

Gradually, Yan Ji felt that Shiwan Heishan's call to him weakened, and then disconnected, and the strength of his body continued to grow and become stronger.

The feeling of being assimilated by a hundred thousand black mountains disappeared immediately.

In the end, it took a whole hour for the black card martial arts panel to change back to the words Black Mountain Magic Sutra.

It's just that its font has changed to black and gold, which is similar to the color of the black card.

At the same time, Zhang Shun's duplication card time is also over.

"Choose Martial Skill: Flying on the Grass (Entering the House)"

Yan Ji thought to himself.

Because of the Black Mountain Magic Sutra as the main martial art, and it is the most suitable martial art for him to adjust with the black card.

Moreover, Eagle Claw Kung Fu and Eagle Claw have no special features, so he finally chose the leg kung fu that he currently lacks.

Sometimes, if you can't fight, you can also run. Zhang Shun was able to escape from Huang Ke's hand because of this martial skill.

Yan Ji returned to the Black Water Cold Pool, and threw the pear blossom mountain ax in front of the four guarding black bandits.

With a bang, the ground trembled.

The muscles on the faces of the four black bandits twitched violently as they looked at Yan Ji, who was expressionless, one head taller than them, and whose arms were thicker than their thighs.

They are not fools either, they know that Yan Ji must have practiced the Black Mountain Magic Sutra.

Plop.

The four Black Mountain thieves knelt down directly, without any backbone.

It's not like what they said before that they are the subordinates of Chief Cao, and they are not afraid of Yan Ji and Huang Ke.

"The two people with the loudest and loudest voices came out a month ago, you two, don't back down, I remember the two of you talking loudly."

Yan Ji pointed to two of the four people who moved their knees and hind legs at the same time.

The other two quickly pulled away from the two.

"Master Yan, you don't remember the faults of villains, please spare the two of us! We really didn't know that your old man has such ability!"

The two Heishan bandits cried and each hugged Yan Ji's leg.

"Huh! Yan is only 13 years old, how can I be your master, go to the black water cold pool and soak for three hours for me before coming up, Yan will spare your life."

Yan Ji pointed to the Heishui Hantan beside him with a ferocious smile on his face.

Seeing Yan Ji's smile, the two shuddered, turned around and jumped into the black water cold pool.

Three hours later.

Yan Ji squatted here and watched the two soak for three hours before "kindly" picking them up.

The bodies of the two were so stiff that Yan Ji would have thought they were dead if it wasn't for the breath coming out of their nostrils and mouths.

"Well, that's right. As expected of someone who has guarded the Black Water Cold Pool for so many years, three hours is easy for you!"

Yan Ji nodded in satisfaction, and walked towards the peak with the pear blossom mountain ax on his shoulders.

"This Yan Ji, really holds grudges. We remember everything we said casually a month ago, and we can never offend him again!" The four of them thought at the same time.

Especially those two Black Mountain thieves who felt worse than death, they now feel like their bodies are necrotic.

(End of this chapter)