Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

The Emperor was flying in the endless starry sky, looking down at the huge corpse below.

The skin of this corpse was full of pits and pits. I don’t know how many meteors, meteorites, and even planets have hit it.

“There is no magic fluctuation.” The Emperor said in his heart, “This is just a waste corpse.”

The Emperor was shocked when he saw this huge corpse for the first time.

What level of strong man can cultivate his body to be so huge?

Level 47? Level 48? Or the legendary Creator God level?

The Emperor didn’t know, he only knew that he couldn’t do it at level 46.

The Emperor was not shocked for too long. A bold idea came to his mind-he wanted to refine this corpse into his own incarnation!

If he could have an incarnation as big as a planet, wouldn’t he be invincible?

He did it right away. The Emperor flew to the huge corpse floating in the starry sky without hesitation.

This was a long and boring journey.

During this period, the Emperor accidentally discovered that there was another person behind him.

It was the Chosen One, Long Wudi.

The Emperor slowed down, thinking that after Long Wudi caught up, he would slap him to death with one palm and solve this major problem.

But Long Wudi flew too slowly, and the magic power in his body could not support his long-term flight in the sky.

Soon, Long Wudi returned to the original world, not giving the Emperor a chance to kill him.

The Emperor did not turn back to kill him, as that would be a waste of time. He continued to fly towards the huge corpse.

The closer he got to the huge corpse, the tighter his brows frowned.

Because he did not detect any magic fluctuations on this corpse.

Without the blessing of magic, what is the difference between this corpse and stone?

Let alone refining, the Emperor could blast several deep pits on this huge corpse with just two punches.

There is no need to refine this kind of waste corpse.

"Unless... I can make this corpse full of magic again."

But looking at this planet-sized corpse, the Emperor shook his head helplessly.

Where can he find so much magic?

Even if all the magic power of the original world is brought here, it may not be enough?

In fact, after breaking through to level 46, Emperor Zun discovered a very serious problem - that is, the magic power of the original world seems to be a little insufficient.

To be more precise, it should be that the magic power concentration of the original world is not enough.

If the magic power concentration is not high enough, it will be difficult for Emperor Zun to draw magic power from the air, which will also make his strength stagnate.

In addition to wanting to solve the inexplicable heavy rain, he flew to outer space this time, and he had another idea, that is, he wanted to see what the magic power concentration outside the Nine Heavens was like.

But the result disappointed him.

The magic power concentration in outer space is even lower, so low that it is almost non-existent.

In the original world, the magic power content in the air is about 20%.

But in outer space, the magic power content is only about 0.001%.

The reason why Long Wudi returned to the original world halfway through the flight was because the magic power concentration in outer space was too low, so low that he could not replenish magic power.

"With such a shortage of magic power, how can I continue to break through?" Emperor Zun pondered.

He now really wants to know where those who have broken through to level 47 in history got their large amount of magic power from?

The answer to this question may be found in some clues in the ancient book.

The Falling Sun Empire, the Imperial Palace.

In the secret room, Emperor Xin opened his eyes.

He waved his hand lightly, and a book that was so worn out that it was almost rotten flew lightly from a distance.

The book stopped in front of Emperor Zun and automatically flipped through the pages.

In the empire, many people can guess that Di Qi is actually Emperor Xin, after all, their style of doing things, their way of speaking and doing things are exactly the same.

But most people think that it was the seriously injured Emperor Xin who took over his son Di Qi and lived again.

Even Nanfeng thought so.

But the fact is not so. The new Emperor Zun-Di Qi is actually just an incarnation refined by Emperor Xin.

Emperor Xin himself has been practicing in the secret room of the Imperial Palace.

And the incarnation far away in outer space is now flying rapidly towards the head of the huge corpse.

He wanted to find some information on the body to figure out who the body belonged to.

…………

Dragon calendar, January 30th, sunny.

A month had passed since the lively Spring Festival Gala.

In this month, the dark clouds that shrouded the sky above the primitive world had mostly dissipated.

The snow on the road had melted, and the temperature had returned to normal.

The doomsday-like night had completely left the primitive world.

This month, the primitive world was very peaceful, with no wars and no new moths.

Nanfeng was too lazy to relax for a month.

…………

In the ancient forest.

Xiao Luo casually slashed out with a knife.

Opposite him, Nanfeng felt his whole body stiffen, unable to move, and could only watch the knife slashing over.

Finally, when the knife energy was about to touch his neck, Nanfeng regained control of his body, took a step back, and pulled a few hundred meters away from Xiao Luo.

"Wow, luckily I reacted quickly, I almost got chopped by you." Nan Feng said thankfully.

Xiao Luo said calmly: "This knife is called Calming the Mind. You can think of it as a control skill."

"The principle is that while you are slashing, you can condense the magic power in your body into silk threads, wrap it around your hands, and make them unable to move."

"Generally speaking, I will use this knife with [Mountain Breaking] or [Sea Breaking], which will be more powerful."

After listening to Xiao Luo's explanation, Nanfeng waved the [Demon Dismemberer] in his hand while trying to use [Soul Calming].

"Condense the magic power into silk threads? Magic power can also be condensed into silk threads?" Nanfeng muttered to himself.

Isn't this too difficult?

Why are all your skills so troublesome?

Can't you just pull the trigger and throw a grenade like me?

Seeing that Nan Feng couldn't learn it for a while, Xiao Luo said, "Okay, today's teaching ends here. You can figure it out slowly when you have time."

"In this month, I have taught you the six swords of [Mountain Opening], [Sea Breaking], [Mist Breaking], [Dragon Slashing], [Shaking Light], and [Seduce the Mind]. "

"When you have mastered these six swords, I will teach you [Moment] and [Eternity]. "

After that, Xiao Luo's feet flashed with silver light, and he was teleported away from here.

Nan Feng looked at the [Demon Dismemberer] in his hand and scratched his head.

"You taught me, but I didn't learn a single sword..."

"It's really strange. Can you play with your magic power so much?"

"Why can the magic power in my body only be poured into the gun?"

Nan Feng realized that his use of magic power was far inferior to that of others.

Not to mention Xiao Luo and Long Wudi, even Wu Yuansheng, Xu Ming and others who were far less powerful than him were more skilled in controlling magic power than him.

"What went wrong? Why is my magic power a little out of control?"