Wizard War God

Old Witch King walked to the side of the fake mountain and twisted a rock. The fake mountain split open to reveal a door, and a flight of stone steps led to the ground.

The four sides of the tunnel were carved with ancient runes.

The old Witch King replied gravely, "I won't go down. When I reach the door, I will place a drop of blood in the place where the key is placed. The door will naturally open."

"Thank you, Grandfather!" I'm going down. "

Xue Zhantian walked into the passage. After about a hundred metres, the fake mountain automatically closed.

The passage was dark, the Martial Spirit Lotus Flower bloomed, and the surroundings could be seen clearly.

Going down the stairs, about 300 meters, he saw a door in front of him.

As expected, there was a hole for the key. Xue Zhantian bit his finger and placed it inside the hole.

The stone door rumbled as it slowly opened.

It was dark inside, the walls were inlaid with Night Pearls, and he could barely make out the scenery inside clearly.

The basement was ten meters square, and at the end of it was a statue. It was the statue of the ancestor of the Witch Clan.

A book was placed on top of the divine altar.

Xue Zhantian walked in and saw that the walls were filled with ancient runes. Xue Zhantian recognized all of these runes and he could understand the contents written on them.

Xue Zhantian reached out and picked up the simple and unadorned yellow book. When he picked it up, he realized that it was not a book, but rather a few pages made of unknown animal skin.

There were a total of seven of them, and each one was recorded with a rune.

Xue Zhantian looked at it a few times, and revealed a puzzled expression. Every picture was of a Magus, the sword stabbed out with a picture, and every picture was exactly the same.

"So these are the seven body forging moves of the Witch Clan?"

Xue Zhantian looked at the pictures, but they were all the same. Don't learn, just look at it and remember.

In ancient times, the Witch Clan had a sword witch who trained in seven moves of Body Tempering to become a powerful warrior, but as they practiced martial arts, they were ostracized by the Witch Clan.

In a fit of anger, the sword witch left behind seven moves of Body Tempering to leave the Witch clan.

Due to this sword witch leaving the Witch Clan and having his name shaken up the Martial Cultivation Planet, these pictures were saved. For almost a thousand years, the Witch Clan had been trying to comprehend these pictures, but they still couldn't find out anything.

The wound on Xue Zhantian's finger had healed, but there was still some blood left on the first picture.

Xue Zhantian looked carefully, but he did not find anything different.

The blood was sucked into the first picture, and there was a sudden suction force.

Xue Zhantian's face changed drastically as he felt dizzy, his mental energy seemed to have been completely drained.

The Sword Qi in Xiao Shi's hand condensed into a virtual sword image and was absorbed into the painting.

"Haha!" "Finally, my descendants have managed to condense sword intent, and it's even a perfect sword intent."

"Who's talking?" Xue Zhantian was shocked. Looking at his surroundings, the Martial Spirit Lotus Flower was quickly blooming. It enveloped the entire basement, but there was no sign of movement.

"Back then, I left the Witch clan in a fit of anger, and said that I saw the method to use the inheritance clearly. Unfortunately, no one bothered with it, and the fact that you managed to activate my message means that we are fated to meet. As long as sword intent was infused, one could see the changes in the picture. Sound is saved by a sort of phonetic sorcery. "

Xue Zhantian was extremely shocked!

This was the first time he had seen a spell. Even after so long, the technique of Soundsaver still existed. It was rather inconceivable.

As long as the blood dripped onto it, it would activate the sound saving spell, and this spell would not disappear.

The sword intent automatically flowed into the picture, and the Magus on it moved, beginning to demonstrate his first move.

When Magi demonstrated their sword moves, one shadow after another flowed into the space between Xue Zhantian's eyebrows, imprinting on his soul a move that would never disappear.

A string of runes flowed into the center of Xue Zhantian's brows, into his sea of consciousness, and imprinted itself onto his soul.

All of the sword moves on the seven diagrams were imprinted between Xue Zhantian's eyebrows.

Xue Zhantian placed the drawing on the divine altar and kowtowed a few times towards the idol.

There was indeed nothing in this secret plane. If there were any that had been discovered by magic long ago, then the spell would have been very clever and there was nothing that could be hidden.

Xue Zhantian did not rush out, so he took a look at the sword techniques, and with a thought he entered his sea of consciousness, he was stunned!

Xiao Shi was practicing her sword moves.

Xue Zhantian was overjoyed, but noticed that Xiao Shi did not wake up.

Xue Zhantian couldn't help but look at it, it was naked and fruity. It was so beautiful that he could not see through it.

Xue Zhantian felt as if he was spitting blood, and couldn't help but be captivated by it.

When Xiao Shi finished her practice, she came back to her senses, and couldn't help but exclaim in her heart. Xiao Shi's body was covered in faint starlight, making her look like a goddess.

Xue Zhantian looked at all the sword moves in his soul, all of them revealing a gloomy expression.

The seven moves of Body Tempering were the moves of the Light and Spiritual Sword. The sword moved in an unconventional way and was the complete opposite of the heavy sword.

"Hey!" Xue Zhantian discovered that there was a ghostly sword floating on top of the lotus cover, but in Xiao Shi's hand, there was a ghostly sword.

Why were there two of them?

One Dharmic spell, ten thousand Dharmic spells!

Xue Zhantian was extremely excited. He realized that the floating sword was the heavy sword intent and the illusionary sword in Xiao Shi's hand was the agile sword intent.

Xiao Shi started to demonstrate his sword moves again, only now did Xue Zhantian realize, that Xiao Shi's sword moves were officially the seventh move of Body Tempering.

Xiao Shi unwittingly demonstrated the sword intent phantom sword art that had condensed the Light Wind Sword Technique.

Xiao Shi had always cultivated the Light Spirit Sword Technique, so it was very easy for him to comprehend the Light Spirit Sword Technique. Furthermore, with Xue Zhantian's perfect foundation of comprehending the heavy sword intent, it was very easy for him to comprehend the Light Spirit Sword Technique.

Xue Zhantian had been looking at it the entire time, but he was no longer admiring the mysterious beauty, but was instead being captivated by the sword techniques.

Xiao Shi practiced seven moves, every move was different, but the sword moves were the same, they were the most basic sword moves, and with every move, the power would be different, its might continuously increasing.

Xue Zhantian felt that it was strange. He seemed to be changing his sword moves, but it looked exactly the same. However, he realized that the path that he was walking on started to deviate from the path he was taking previously.

Xue Zhantian checked his Soul Memory Sword skill, shocked!

The lines of the sword moves were completely different from the ones he had just taken over. The force exertion was also different.

This was a very ordinary sword move. After much practice, it had actually mutated. It was simply too amazing.

"Hey!"

Xue Zhantian realized that something was wrong, and felt a mysterious power seeping into his soul, he immediately focused on sensing, and discovered that this mysterious power was modifying his sword moves.

He was not changing sword moves, but was changing along with the path of practice.

Xue Zhantian felt it was strange. He focused on sensing and discovered that his soul had sent out strings of data into the trash can.

The trash can was getting back to him, and the sword technique route diagram was changing.

What was going on?