I’m picking up attributes in the god of death

Chapter 151

Evening.

Ichiban team building.

“Ling Yun, here, this is the place to practice the ghost path next.” Captain Yamamoto’s old voice broke the silence around him.

Not long ago, led by the old man, the two walked along the winding aisle to the backyard of the team building, an area that no one usually set foot on during the day.

“It’s very similar to the sword hall of the fourth team!”

At the end of Lingyun’s line of sight, a building towered.

It was a simple and unpretentious Taoist hall, probably the reason why no one had been here for a long time, and the long sloping steps in front of the Taoist hall were covered with a layer of withered yellow leaves, revealing a bit of bleak atmosphere.

“Ling Yun, it turns out that you have also been to that sword hall?” The captain raised his eyes in surprise, deliberately lowered his voice and explained, “The sword hall in the backyard of the fourth team and the Taoist temple you see now have a long history of thousands of years, and they were built with murderous stones after the establishment of the thirteenth team of the original court protector. ”

“So it is, no wonder the appearance is very similar!” Ling Yun instantly realized.

“In addition to the hanging and decoration, the layout inside is also the same, because of the barrier of murderous stones, you can safely practice the ghost path inside. I used to be here back then, teaching Genmu Kenba to practice two-handed kendo. The captain took a steady step forward with his rattan crutches.

“Captain, I have heard him mention this matter, but I didn’t expect that I would be honored to come here.” Ling Yun’s eyes burst with strong expectation.

The personal guidance of the strongest god of death for a thousand years.

This is what every Grim Reaper dreams of!

“Let’s go.”

“It’s not early.”

Under the leadership of the captain, the two walked towards the gate of the sword hall.

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Soon after.

As the two stepped into the Taoist hall one after another, the decoration inside also came into view.

This place is similar to the Kendo of the Shiban Team, except for a layer of marble on the floor, the surrounding walls are made of murderous stone, which can completely isolate all spiritual pressure fluctuations.

“Ling Yun, do you see the boulder pile over there?” The captain held his crutches in both hands and looked into the distance, “I’ll use them as targets later, so as to cast the No. 90 and above the Breakthrough.” ”

“Captain, I see!”

Ling Yun’s eyes erupted with intense light.

In addition to the position of the chief captain of the thirteenth team of the protective court, the old man is also the founder of the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy, and if he sees through the personal demonstration of the general captain, he will definitely grasp more details and essence.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

“Lingyun.”

“The ghost path practice will begin soon, you should have been impatient for a long time, right?”

The moment these words were spoken, the eternal face of the captain finally showed a noticeable change in expression, like a volcano awakening.

“Is the old man going to be serious?”

Ling Yun just looked at the captain and felt a deep oppression.

If he hadn’t been accustomed to seeing all kinds of big scenes, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to withstand the pressure and mentality would explode.

Rumble!!!

Without seeing any movement from the captain, a vast spiritual pressure burst out.

All the water that flows in it evaporates at an incredible rate. The hot heat was pushed to a whole new height by the old man’s spiritual pressure, making Ling Yun can’t help but have the illusion of being immersed in a volcano.

As the strongest god of death in a thousand years, even if he did not deliberately liberate the flowing blade, the spiritual pressure of the captain himself was amazing enough, which was also his capital to stand out in the corpse soul world!

“What a powerful breath, is this the power that stands at the fixed point of death? No wonder Lan Ran dared to openly defect to the Corpse Soul Realm after getting another broken jade! Ling Yun had a shocked expression.

Although he was in the Eleventh Team more than a month ago, he had felt the power of the old man when he was angry. But at that time, the target of the spirit pressure was more wooden sword eight, so Ling Yun did not feel too much oppression. When the spearhead of this spiritual pressure was aimed at him, Ling Yun personally felt the horror of the captain.

Even if he does not use the power of the flowing blade, with this spiritual pressure like Wang Yang and the sea, the captain has the qualifications to defy the vast majority of people, and the title of the strongest god of death in a thousand years is well deserved!

“Ling Yun, the old man will use the method of chanting to demonstrate the No. 90 Breaking Road in front of you, you must concentrate and observe,” the captain deliberately instructed.

“I’m sorry, I made a gaffe!”

Ling Yun quickly eased his mind and quickly held his breath.

“Okay…”

“This is the Ninety Black Coffin of the Broken Dao!”

The captain slowly turned around, his eyes resting on the situation.

Immediately after that, a broken chant came from his mouth.

“Faintly revealing a cloudy coat of arms, a talent for untamed insolence.”

“Tides, denials, paralysis, moments, hinder long sleep. The crawling iron princess, the clay puppet that constantly self-harms, joins, reverses, and extends to the ground, knowing its own powerlessness. ”

“Ninety of the Broken Way, Black Coffin!”

As the ghost path chant fell, the entire sky instantly became dull, and the majestic spiritual pressure evolved into a desperate deep black energy, occupying every corner of the mid-air like a black torrent.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes seemed to be obscured by endless darkness!

A huge black cube appeared in vain, looking like a black coffin exuding the aura of death. The endless breath of dead silence from it makes people feel a feeling of panic, as if they have inadvertently stepped into the abyss of despair!

When the oppressive atmosphere made it impossible to breathe, countless black shadow blades penetrated from the black coffin, as if ten thousand swords pierced through the heart of the boulder pile in front of the captain.

Sting!!!

After a sharp and piercing sound, the pile of boulders that had been standing before turned into powder, and as the black light dissipated, it was completely extinguished, as if it had never appeared.

If it weren’t for the Murderous Stone Block, let alone this Taoist Hall in front of you, I’m afraid that the entire team would cease to exist.

This is the power of the black coffin when it is fully chanted!

“Gollum…”

“If you sing completely, the black coffin is so terrible!”

Looking at the powder all over the ground, Ling Yun instinctively swallowed his saliva.

Just the aftermath emitted by the shadow blade made him feel threatened for a long time, a feeling that even Yami and Neutra could not achieve.

After all, it is performed by the captain himself, and it is a complete chanting method.

Ling Yun asked himself to change the target to himself, even if the steel skin is added to the static blood suit, he may not be able to carry it!

However…

Before he could recover from his shock.

“Ding.”

“Discover the skill photophore, whether to pick it up immediately.”