Chapter 142 Mysterious Voice!

In the cabin.

Zhu Ziyang sat cross-legged on the bed, immersed in the sea of ​​spirit.

"Teacher, I should be able to withstand the pressure of traveling between planes now?" Zhu Ziyang said to Electrolux.

"It should be fine." Electrolux looked at Zhu Ziyang with a smile and said, "Let's start, I will protect the law for you."

"Yes!" Zhu Ziyang couldn't restrain his excitement, and immediately followed the method Electrolux taught him before, and began to truly accept the demiplane of the undead.

In his sea of ​​spirits, under his control, the gray-white circle of light representing the entrance of the demiplane slowly went up, up, up, and up again, and finally left the area of ​​the sea of ​​spirits and entered the area of ​​the soul sky. area.

Zhu Ziyang's soul sky is already very weak. With the growth of his strength and the practice of King's Landing over the years, the boundary wall that separates the soul and body has long been as fragile as a piece of paper, which can be broken with a poke. As long as Zhu Ziyang's spiritual power reaches a state of form and quality, he will completely refine it.

A gray-white halo representing the half-plane of the undead appeared on the sky of the soul, and then Zhu Ziyang thought, and a portal exuding a faint light appeared in front of his body. This is the gate of the half-plane of the undead.

A door of space appeared in the room, and Zhu Ziyang could clearly feel the fluctuations in the space around him. His left eye was flickering slightly but he didn't care. Instead, he focused all his attention on the door of space in front of him. superior.

A somewhat illusory figure appeared beside him, with gratification in his eyes, he looked at the space gate of the demiplane of the undead, and said, "Go in."

This phantom is naturally Electrolux, and his spirit has been solidified. He can completely escape from Zhu Ziyang's spiritual sea and enter the real world without worrying about being assimilated by the laws of the world.

"En!" Zhu Ziyang nodded silently, and stepped directly into the space door in front of him with one leg. Immediately afterwards, his entire body entered the space door. The figure disappeared from the wooden house, and the space door also quickly shrank. It turned into a soybean-sized spot of light, suspended in the air.

Zhu Ziyang intuitively felt that his body was under twice the pressure than usual, and there was nothing special about it. When he felt light all over his body, he had already entered the demiplane of the undead.

Feeling the hard ground under his feet, Zhu Ziyang couldn't calm down for a long time. Is this the demiplane of the undead? The existence of the body allows him to truly feel the environment in the half-plane of the undead. The temperature is low, the air is very dry, and the breath of death is strong. The elements are mainly darkness, water, fire, and earth, and there are only a few bright elements.

"Come, drop your blood essence on this core of the plane." Zhu Ziyang was still feeling the environment of the demiplane, while Electrolux had already walked to his side holding a piece of crescent-shaped jade.

"Oh!" Zhu Ziyang heard the words, and his eyes immediately fell on the crescent-shaped jade in Electrolux's hand. He saw that the crescent-shaped jade was pure white, and inside was a faintly visible skull. The breath of light and death emanated from it.

Without hesitation, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of blood fell on Baoyu. When the blood touched the precious jade, it immediately penetrated into its interior, and the faint brilliance spread out, gradually covering the crescent-shaped precious jade. Immediately afterwards, under Zhu Ziyang's gaze, the precious jade slowly floated from Electrolux's hand, floated to Zhu Ziyang's forehead, and then began to spin.

The crescent-shaped jade turned faster and faster, but its size became smaller and smaller. It shrank from the size of two palms at the beginning to the size of a sesame seed. Under Zhu Ziyang's shocked gaze, he slammed into it all of a sudden. Between Zhu Ziyang's eyebrows.

Zhu Ziyang felt his body tremble intuitively, and then came a wonderful feeling, as if he was the master of this world.

In fact, his feeling is not wrong, from now on, he is indeed the master of this demiplane of undead. When the core of the undead half-plane merged with him, the undead half-plane also began to undergo drastic changes.

The intuitive expression is that the area has shrunk by half, from the original half of Douluo Continent to the size of only one Heavenly Soul Empire. The black sun in the sky also changed, and a golden spot appeared in the center. I believe that as Zhu Ziyang's influence on this seat deepened, that big black sun would eventually turn into a golden sun. On the barren and barren land, some scattered moss also faintly appeared, which are plants that can only be seen in the northernmost area of ​​Douluo Continent.

Zhu Ziyang showed joy, and with a thought, he immediately changed from the current position to a place a hundred meters away, and then thought again, and immediately returned to the original place. Space transposition, this is his most basic authority in this demiplane as the master of the plane.

After he gradually becomes familiar with and masters this demiplane, his authority will increase.

"Very good!" Electrolux said with joy, "It seems that this seat has recognized you, so this old man can feel at ease."

"Well, yes!" Zhu Ziyang suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Thank you, teacher."

"Hahaha, my teacher and apprentice, why bother to thank you!" Electrolux laughed heartily, and said, "With this demiplane, your safety will be guaranteed, and you don't have to worry about being killed if you encounter a strong enemy." Life is in danger."

"That's right!" Zhu Ziyang agreed with Electrolux's words and laughed.

The significance of controlling the half-plane of the undead to Zhu Ziyang is not only a safe house for hiding when encountering invincible strong men, but more importantly, the group of undead creatures in the half-plane of the undead! After truly controlling the demiplane of the undead, the army of the undead headed by the hell knight can already be summoned by Zhu Ziyang. Summoning five titled Douluo-level powerhouses to assist in the battle anytime and anywhere, this kind of treatment, Zhu Ziyang can enjoy it.

Leaving from the half-plane of the undead full of joy, Zhu Ziyang returned to his wooden house, went to bed immediately, and began to practice.

He quickly entered the cultivation state, but after a while, he found something was wrong, he felt as if he was being watched, and this strange gaze made his spine shudder!

He suddenly opened his eyes and snapped, "Who is it? Get out!"

However, the horrifying scene happened to Zhu Ziyang. His loud voice did not attract any response from the elders around him. The stars in the room also fell on deaf ears. Even Electrolux in his spiritual sea remained silent. It seems to be banned!

There was silence.

When Zhu Ziyang was shocked, he felt that the surrounding space suddenly became blank, and there was nothing but gray. He rarely showed a look of fear, because this unknown made him feel helpless, his mental power could not penetrate this layer of fog, let alone perceive his own body.

This unprecedented sense of powerlessness filled Zhu Ziyang's heart.

"You are very special." Just as Zhu Ziyang was rampaging in this gray space like an ant on a hot pot, a voice without any emotion came, and the voice seemed to come from all directions, and it seemed to come from In his heart, Zhu Ziyang was at a loss as to what to do.

"Who?" Zhu Ziyang asked with joy, followed by anger and fear.

"Are you afraid?" The strange voice said, "You don't need to be afraid, because I just want to see you."

"?" Zhu Ziyang heard the words, and the anger and fear in his heart did not diminish in the slightest, but he also showed a somewhat puzzled expression.

"I have been following you for a long time," the strange voice continued, "The reason why I showed up in front of you today is entirely because you have reached my standard."

"Your standard? What standard?" Zhu Ziyang was still angry, but it didn't hinder his attempt to find out the owner of this strange voice.

"Do you know God?" The strange voice said flatly.

"God? Are you a god?" Zhu Ziyang was startled, and then said.

"That's right." The strange voice said ambiguously.

"Then why are you looking for me?" Zhu Ziyang had some expectation in his heart, but he didn't know what he was expecting.

"Naturally, it's for the inheritance of the god position!" said a strange voice.

"!" Zhu Ziyang's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and he wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"You don't have to doubt it," said the strange voice, "I can tell you clearly that when your cultivation level reaches the sixth ring, it will be the day when the assessment of the god position will begin. At that time, you will know everything!"

The strange voice disappeared, Zhu Ziyang didn't have time to speak, the surrounding fog dissipated instantly, and he returned to his room.

There was a look of shock on his face, and his eyes were full of unbelievable light.

God, such an unreachable existence, actually appeared in front of my eyes? Could that mysterious voice be the legendary god? Ten thousand years ago, was Seagod Tang San also obtained the position of god in this way? So what kind of god would this mysterious voice be? Could it be a god that appeared in the history of Douluo Continent? Exactly what kind of form does the god position exist? What about the god position assessment?

Zhu Ziyang's heart was a little messed up, and he quickly told Electrolux about it to listen to his opinion, but just as he was about to speak, a warning came from deep in his consciousness: "Don't talk too much!"

He immediately closed his mouth, with dissatisfaction and fear in his eyes.

"Before you really get the qualifications for the God Examination, don't reveal the matter of the God's position, even the person from another world who lives in your sea of ​​consciousness!" A strange voice rose from the bottom of Zhu Ziyang's heart, although the voice did not contain Any emotion made Zhu Ziyang tremble as if he was facing an abyss!