In a large closed room, Qin Xuan took safety measures around, and then took out the half of the Death Immortal Bone from the Tianwen Immortal Sword.
Qin Xuan took a closer look and saw that his whole body was pale and looked like just half an ordinary rib. It was about twenty centimeters long and about the same thickness as an ordinary adult male's wrist.
According to the proportions, the owner of this half of the Death Immortal Bone is definitely over four meters tall, which shows that he is probably not an ordinary human race.
There are many races in the world, but those who can become immortals are undoubtedly the majority of the human race. Among the more than 3,000 immortals, more than 2,500 are of the human race.
The existence of the Demonic Immortal Lord is fundamentally human, [
"There seems to be no impression of races over four meters tall..."
The ancient sword demon clan in the world of demons has six arms. The adult sword demon is tens of meters tall. Qin Xuan flew in Taichu Wonderland for several months. During this period, he also met many immortals, including a dwarf race. He is just over one meter tall and looks very cute.
There are so many different races in the world that even Taoist Hongjun cannot count how many races there are. It is doubtful that Qin Xuan can judge which race he belongs to based on only half of his ribs.
As soon as this half of the dead immortal bones appeared, the powerful aura of death spread once again. Fortunately, Qin Xuan had made preparations in advance, otherwise these auras of death would definitely envelope the entire Tianwenxian City, and the consequences would be unclear. It’s unknown,
Qin Xuan is holding the Bone of the Dead Immortal now, and does not feel that it is being sucked by the other party. He does not know whether it has changed because it was broken in two.
As the aura of death spread, those huge shadows finally emerged from the bones one by one,
The first thing Qin Xuan saw was the shadow of the handsome young man who had saved his life before. The moment he saw him, Qin Xuan felt a little grateful in his heart.
If he hadn't protected him at the critical moment, he would have been killed by the Demon Lord now.
"Can you hear me?" Qin Xuan asked cautiously, and then stared at the reaction of the handsome young man.
However, the handsome young man looked dull. Not only him, but also all the other shadows that appeared, all looked like this.
At this time, Qin Xuan suddenly found that she could not let go of the Death Immortal Bone again.
"Could it be that when these phantoms appear, they cannot break away from the bones of the Death Immortal when they touch them? What kind of power prevents me from breaking away from them?"
Qin Xuan thought in his heart and sent an order to let those phantoms return to the bones of the dead immortal.
This time he was not disappointed. A total of thirteen phantoms returned to the bones of the dead immortal. At this time, Qin Xuan finally found that he could move his hands.
"It seems that controlling these phantoms will not be a problem. If we really meet any immortals, we will never lose to them in a fight."
Qin Xuan felt a little calmer in his heart. Now he felt that even if he faced Pangu, with the help of these thirteen phantoms, he would not necessarily lose in the fight.
Of course, this half of the dead immortal's bones cannot be taken out openly unless absolutely necessary.
He could feel that each of these thirteen phantoms was as powerful as an immortal. They could even use the simple entities formed by the phantoms to withstand the magical attacks of the Demon Lord. They were extremely powerful.
But for Qin Xuan, what he wants to know and confirm is not this, [
What he wants to know even more is whose bones are these Death Immortal Bones, and whether the power contained in them is the power of death that Pangu said.
If so, why did it become a taboo force?
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Thinking of this, he loosened the Bones of the Death Immortal and let it float in mid-air, letting the phantom inside slowly breathe out again.
When someone holds them, these shadows have their own thoughts, just like marionettes.
But when people hold it, like when the shadows appear for the first time, they have their own thoughts and actions.
Sure enough, the phantoms that appeared again from the bones of the dead immortal looked much more energetic this time.
The phantom of the handsome young man had a confused expression on his face at first, and then seemed to see Qin Xuan, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
"Can you speak?"
Qin Xuan waved to the handsome young man and asked expectantly,
The handsome young man began to speak, but carefully looked at the surrounding situation, and then seemed to feel the power in Qin Xuan's body,
The other phantoms, as if they had finally gained freedom, began to run around, but from the waist down, one end of them was always connected to the bones of the dead immortal, and they could not be completely separated.
However, since they are all just shadows, their bodies can be stretched to a certain limit.
But soon, Qin Xuan discovered that these shadows could only elongate in the aura of death. They would never penetrate the wall and reach outside the room with the aura of death.
Fortunately, otherwise these phantoms wandering around Tianwenxian City would not be considered haunted.
"Can you speak?"
Qin Xuan asked again,
"cannot."
The figure of the handsome young man raised his head and stared into his eyes. A wisp of soul fluctuations passed into his ears. At the level of immortals, they can communicate with each other through soul fluctuations. It is much more convenient and faster than speaking.
Qin Xuan felt the fluctuation of the other party's soul and finally relaxed,
Very good. As long as we can communicate, we can get some news from him.
However, the subsequent soul fluctuations transmitted by the young man's shadow made Qin Xuan almost die of shame. He could only feel the other party's very arrogant look: "A weak immortal like you can't help me much..."
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Qin Xuan's control over the immortal power is indeed not strong now, but it cannot be said to be weak. Moreover, this young man needs his help for something.
Qin Xuan didn't think much, but changed the subject and asked what he was interested in: "Can you tell me what the power of death is."
"You don't know the power of death, so how did you become an immortal?"
The handsome young man looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief with a surprised look on his face.
"Isn't the power of death a forbidden power? Why do I have to know it in order to become an immortal?"
Qin Xuan was even more strange,
There was a trace of doubt on the face of the handsome young man, and then he suddenly realized: "I see, all this should be the handiwork of Taoist Hongjun..."
What happened to Guan Hongjun again?
Qin Xuan became more and more curious and began to have an in-depth conversation with the handsome young man.
Perhaps because he had communicated with outsiders for a long time, the handsome young man was also very interested in Qin Xuan. The two exchanged what they knew with each other. Soon Qin Xuan knew a piece of history buried hundreds of millions of years ago.
The power of death, together with the power of time and the power of immortality, became the three pillars of the immortal world hundreds of millions of years ago.