A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

One life for another.

This result caused everyone to fall into silence.

It's not because of fear of death, fear of replacing Zheng Qian with own life.

But...

Everyone looked at the people around them as if they had turned against each other.

The short silence was quickly shattered by the roars one after another.

"I'll come! Let me come!" Zheng Sepi, who is explosive and specializing, rushed up first.

"Go away, I'll go to die!" Katcher punched him to the wall.

Before he rushed up, Shen Jingbing leaned on the back of Katcher's head with an iron mountain: "I am the most useless, and nothing will affect me if I die."

"Retreat!" Situ Xing shot in front of Shen Jingbing: "I am ashamed of Wang Xian and Martial King Zheng, this is my best chance of atonement."

"You guys get out of here, the dog is my man, of course I will go!"

"My life belongs to Master Power Bank!"

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For a time, the whole room scuffled into a ball.

Obviously it was to die, but it was more like fighting for something that would turn the brothers into enemies.

Even Xiao urinal was sitting on an office chair, hammering his own exoskeleton thigh, annoyed that he was not qualified to join.

"stop fighting!"

Yang Jian shouted impatiently: "First, let's say that two people died together, one died instead of Zheng Qian, and the other was to respond to Heavenly Dao, bringing Zheng Qian back and resurrecting with him.

Let me say it first, I am not responsible for this plan. If Zheng Qian's soul cannot be brought back, both people involved will have to die.

Think clearly. "

As soon as he said this, Yang Jian thought they would hesitate.

But what I didn't expect was that everyone's eyes were shining, as if they were not wanting to die, but wanting them to get promoted and make a fortune.

"Let's talk about the specific steps first." Zhao Aotian hugged his chest and said coldly.

Yang Jian pointed to the three old people in the mountain: "It is a coincidence to reason. If the three of them had not invented the mimicry Heavenly Dao, this plan would not be implemented at all, and Zheng Qian might really be dead.

After I studied that skill, I came to the conclusion that Zheng Qian was rescued.

Of course, I have to make the disclaimer first: this is theoretically feasible at best, and the success rate is very low. You have to figure out whether to save Zheng Qian or use his body as a bomb. "

"Don't force it, say." Zhao Aotian was already impatient.

When Yang Jian heard it, he nodded and gave the final answer: "This is why I am here.

I am an orthodox god, created by Heavenly Dao, and naturally have a certain connection with Heavenly Dao.

To save him, you need two people to use the mimic Heavenly Dao for an over-limit explosion. "

"Overrun burst?" Zhao Aotian puzzled: "Super power...impossible, if the mimic Heavenly Dao exceeds a certain power, it will cause the user to explode.

Do you mean the timeout limit? "

"Yes, 15 seconds of mimicry Heavenly Dao's burst is the heyday, and 20 seconds is the decay time. Within these 5 seconds, the power will gradually decay to one-third of the normal level.

After more than 20 seconds, the mimicry Heavenly Dao mode is usually exited because of exhaustion of power.

But what you have to do is to forcefully enter the Heavenly Dao mode again after 20 seconds. "

"Impossible!" The Elder of the three old people in the mountains hurriedly said: "Attenuates to one-third of the normal state after 20 seconds, and maintains the weakening for two hours. This is the insurance system for this skill.

If the user is forced to open it a second time immediately, the user will be squeezed dry by the mimic Heavenly Dao, and will undoubtedly die. "

"Just to squeeze yourself dry."

Yang Jian said, "Even though the mimicry Heavenly Dao is dismissed indirectly, it is still contact after all.

Heavenly Dao generally does not allow the living to approach.

The power consumed by this skill is actually absorbed by Heavenly Dao. If you use this skill Death, Heavenly Dao will not be able to distinguish whether it is the soul or the power in a short time.

To be on the safe side, it will exclude and prevent the undead from entering Heavenly Dao.

This repulsion will become your resistance to entering Heavenly Dao, but it will also become a boost to pull you back after success.

At the moment of death, I will use my supernatural power to stabilize the connection between the user's body and soul.

Your soul goes to Heavenly Dao to find Zheng Qian, and the connection between the soul and the body is maintained by my divine power.

Relying on my supernatural power, after finding Zheng Qian, I can bring you back.

My supernatural power, mimicry Heavenly Dao, Zheng Qian's natural death.

It can be said that the right time and place to save him is only possible at this moment, and any shortcomings, I will not come here in vain. "

Hearing this, everyone has thoroughly understood the principles and practices.

"last question."

Zhao Aotian bowed his head and thought for a while and said, "If you really want to save Zheng Qian, how can you pull him out of Heavenly Dao?

Heavenly Dao is the collection of all thoughts and wills in the world. Even if we really go to Heavenly Dao, how can we find Zheng Qian's soul in the boundless and fused consciousness? "

Yang Jian explained: "So, it must be you.

What you have to worry about is not how to find him? But how to strengthen one's own will.

Yes, the human heart, this skill is the key for you to find him.

The fetters of the soul will lead you to find your most important friend in the muddy Heavenly Dao. "

...

Just like that, a whole day passed.

Zheng Qian's corpse remained the same. In October, in the autumn of the tiger's sky, under the high temperature of 35 degrees, it was left for a whole day, and Zheng Qian's corpse showed no tendency to become corrupt or rigid at all.

On the contrary, he looked like he was asleep, lying peacefully.

Everyone gathered in the next room.

They have been discussing it all day.

"First of all, I want to go, and I can't die." Zhao Aotian reiterated: "Old Zheng will not allow me to die. I really want to die. I must die on the decisive battlefield.

But I must go, and I must personally pick up Old Zheng back. "

Everyone has no opinion on this.

Zhao Aotian did not want to be the one who died, not because he was greedy for life and afraid of death.

It is that he has the strongest combat effectiveness at this stage. Apart from Zheng Qian, only the North and South can beat him.

he died? Of course he is willing to die for Zheng Qian.

If he can, he wants to be the first to rush up.

But everyone knows that death is not difficult.

The hard part is that, like Zhao Aotian, choose to live.

He has the obligation and responsibility to live, so he can't die. If Zheng Qian can live, he will never allow Zhao Aotian to die.

Therefore, the only thing Zhao Aotian can do is to be the person who responds.

The other person who must die must be selected from among everyone.

And in the end, after another day and night of discussions, everyone finally came up with another person.

This person is Situ Xing.

When he finally came to a conclusion, Situ Xing was not only not lost, on the contrary, his face was more relieved.

The reason is simple. The Eastern Sichuan regime has been handed over to Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian.

He is also the weakest in combat effectiveness.

Although he is talented in command, he is not unavailable to other countries as a commander of this level.

As the son of Situ Zhou, he also did something wrong.

Therefore, to be able to exchange his own life for Zheng Qian, he thinks it is the most suitable destination.

People are mortal, either lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. I hope that my life can have some weight.

This is what Situ Xing said after making the decision.

"Since the decision has been made, make preparations early."

After getting the answer, the goalkeeper Yang Jian closed his eyes again.

On this day, a banquet was simply held in the palace.

Situ Xing sat on the throne for the first time as a king.

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