Martial Arts Have Mastery

"All skills have proficiency ()"

"Boom!"

"Snapped!"

"Boom!"

There were strange sounds, but behind them were the deaths of masters one after another under the inability to resist.

At this time, Shen Ling was also one of the many masters waiting to die.

He didn't want to wait to die.

But……

The domain of the source of filth seems to be something he can't resist at the moment.

The field is too strong!

Sensing the existence that was completely different from the momentum of the artistic conception, Shen Ling could feel that in this domain, the master of the source of filth was a god-like existence.

It wanted these grandmasters to be unable to move or jump, so Shen Ling and the surrounding masters would not be able to move or jump.

Shen Ling could even feel that his mood was being affected.

Although he has the divine skills, he was not affected much.

When one master after another died around Shen Ling, Shen Ling could not avoid the fate of being attacked by the source of filth.

His body fell to the ground, blood sprayed on the spot...

The whole person also lost any consciousness.

It looked the same as those corpses around.

In this desperate situation without any hope, the source of filth slowly picked up Shen Ling's body with a root.

On the other side, the source of filth split open directly.

A red crystal the size of a human head slowly appeared.

The red crystals began to float towards Shen Ling, and in the process, turned into a puddle of red liquid.

This is the true face of the source of filth.

A strange life form.

The red liquid slowly floated to Shen Ling's side, and then wrapped Shen Ling directly.

A strange voice sounded, and there seemed to be a little joy in the tone.

If you can listen carefully, you will find that this strange voice is actually saying:

"This body belongs to me."

"Hey hey."

parasitic.

Or it can be occupied.

The red liquid is the source of the filth. It feels that Shen Ling's body is very good, and it wants to use Shen Ling's body to show up in the Martial Realm.

Originally, it was going to occupy the body of the female frontier envoy.

But Shen Ling's body, after practicing so many body training techniques, is obviously stronger overall.

The source of filth loves a strong body...

Shen Ling's body is without a doubt the best one in this underground cave.

Soon, the source of filth invaded the depths of Shen Ling's consciousness.

The chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Ling's soul stood alone in the sea, his eyes were full of bewilderment, without any thoughts or thoughts.

He is as simple as a piece of white paper, so simple that he doesn't have any memory.

Can't remember at all.

"arrive."

A hoarse voice sounded, and Shen Ling saw a puddle of red liquid gradually condensed into a strange looking thing before his eyes.

This strange looking thing looked at Shen Ling, and quickly let out a burst of laughter: "Kill you, and I can get a perfect body."

perfect body?

what?

Shen Ling's eyes were full of confusion, and he punched him subconsciously.

Although he didn't have any memory to follow him into the sea of ​​consciousness, but the move he made was obviously the move of Regret Mountain Fist.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

The strange-looking thing made of condensed red liquid fell to the ground in an instant.

"This is impossible!?"

The Source of Filth roared.

It beat Shen Ling to the point of dying and comatose, but Shen Ling could still give it such a heavy blow in the sea of ​​consciousness?

How could Shen Ling's spirit be so powerful.

impossible!

The source of filth did not want to believe that it could be attacked like this in Shen Ling's sea of ​​consciousness.

Soon, it wrestled with Shen Ling who had no memory.

Gradually, Shen Ling became familiar with the moves of the source of filth.

He started to fight back.

I don't know how long has passed,

Shen Ling finally killed the source of filth formed by the condensation of red liquid in front of him.

There is an extra red crystal in his hand.

Consciousness gradually returned.

"This is……"

Looking at the red crystal in his hand, a strange flash of light flashed in Shen Ling's eyes.

He can remember the words that the source of filth said to the blank paper consciousness before his consciousness returned.

After some summary, Shen Ling's fascinated mouth had a strange smile.

"This guy wants my body?"

"And invaded here?"

"Have you hit me yet?"

"interesting."

Looking at the red crystal in his hand, Shen Ling shook his head.

There was no doubt that he would have died.

In front of the source of filth that owns the domain, his ability to make him proud is simply bullshit...

At that time, Shen Ling fully felt what powerlessness is...

What is arrogance is not desirable.

In this chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, Shen Ling saw a huge data panel.

On the data panel, there is an extra prompt.

‘Kill the source of resentment, and get assignable proficiency +50000000. '

A full fifty million?

Shen Ling counted carefully and found that there was no problem.

It is indeed 50 million proficiency.

Get rich!

However, Shen Ling soon saw a line of bright red prompts at the bottom of his panel: "The body has been severely injured and cannot recover by itself. The current state is extremely dangerous, and only 49% of the vitality remains."

Forty-nine percent?

Shen Ling stared at this reminder for a long time, and found that the vitality was still declining.

Although the speed of the decline is not fast, but if this continues, I'm afraid he will die...

Shen Ling, who had just obtained 50 million proficiency that can be allocated, frowned before the smiling face on his mind was gone, and stopped to meditate.

The vitality is still declining.

Although he couldn't see the situation outside clearly, before Shen Ling lost consciousness, he knew that his body had been hit hard by the source of filth.

This vitality should be the body bleeding and being injured...

Shen Ling suddenly discovered that after the vitality decreased by one percent, it instantly increased by one percent.

This is the longevity skill!

Shen Ling looked at the percentage of vitality, and he could be sure that he was not dazzled.

If it is correct, the rising vitality just now is definitely the inner strength of longevity.

Actively treating his body.

no!

Shen Ling looked at his panel, and the healing effect of the longevity internal force is too low, not enough to prevent the decline of vitality.

Therefore, he wants to raise the level of Longevity Kungfu...

"Lift!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Ling pressed the allocated proficiency to Changsheng Gong.

The current Longevity Kungfu is on the ninth floor...

Directly to the tenth floor.

Eleventh floor.

Twelfth floor.

...

The seventeenth floor, the master of the nine realms!

After looking at the 12 million distributable proficiency remaining, and at the stabilized vitality, Shen Ling looked at the Longevity Kungfu again.

To upgrade from the seventeenth floor to the eighteenth floor, 10 million proficiency is required...

enough!

Shen Ling invested 10 million proficiency in Changsheng Gong.

Now, he just wants to live...

It's important to save your life.