A million ways to survive in the dungeon

Yes, you Zhulong have your tradition of Zhulong.

I was thrown away by you.

If it was just like this, then Zheng Qian would naturally not say anything.

That is your tradition, and I am just a victim of the tradition.

I respect your tradition. The worst we can do is never have any contact with each other until we die.

But what does it mean now?

I survived, became stronger again, and have what you want, so you just take me over? Talk about family ties with me?

Talk about your mother!

Zheng Qian has never been stingy with swearing, especially in this situation.

As for the history he told?

Not interested at all.

Zheng Qian can guess what is hidden in these histories.

But is it important?

unimportant.

Regardless of whether you are a god or a demon, I just want to kill you!

Who is right and who is wrong in your disputes has nothing to do with me?

I am a victim of the struggle between you two. In my eyes, you are all the same. If you want to harm me, I will never sit still and wait for death.

It's enough to know this, nothing else matters!

"Are you worthy of playing the emotional card with me?"

Zheng Qian pointed to the fingers on the table: "I will give you one finger, and we will end our friendship from now on. Next time we meet, we will be enemies.

If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. "

Zheng Qian said and turned to leave.

But I didn't expect it.

【Space Cutoff】

Before he even took a step, Zheng Yang cut off the space and locked Zheng Qian in a square space.

"Do you think I would let you go so easily?"

Putting down his casting hand, Zheng Yang said coldly: "Son, let me remind you again, you are a god!

Surrender the truth and you will survive! From now on you will be a god! When dad and I complete my plan and destroy the devil, you will be the elder of the gods!

Son, this is my ultimatum as a father.

If you go back now, you will completely lose this opportunity. You will always be able to mix with those mortals, and your excellent bloodline will be wasted. "

Facing Zheng Yang's ultimatum, Zheng Qian's expression did not change at all when he was trapped in the severance of space.

He turned his head halfway and said coldly:

"What's wrong with that?"

Zheng Qian's attitude has been very clear.

Want the truth?

Unless I die!

As long as I live, you cannot make me surrender.

At this point, Zheng Yang sighed helplessly.

"Yeah, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Raising his hand, astonishing magic energy condensed in his palm, and a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "If I kill you, I can still get out the truth. If you die in my hands, at least you won't suffer any pain.

Don't blame me, son, Dad has done his best. "

When Zheng Qian saw this, the beautiful silver magic element rose into the sky.

Although his power couldn't even break Zheng Yang's space barrier.

But Zheng Qian will never sit still and wait for death, and...

Zheng Qian had no intention of going back alive.

When Zheng Yang saw this, he cut it off with his sword.

But at this moment.

There was a snap.

The hand knife that was about to fall was caught by another hand.

Not to mention Zheng Yang, even Zheng Qian, who was prepared to die in battle, was shocked.

The person who stopped Zheng Yang was actually Zheng Kun.

"Zheng Kun, what are you doing?" Wei Yin, who had been silent behind him, quickly exclaimed.

"Don't be so excited, Mom." Zheng Kun looked indifferent, turned to Zheng Yang, who looked puzzled, and said lightly: "Dad, let him go."

"What did you say?"

Zheng Yang wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

But when I think about it carefully, that’s not right. I am a god and I can’t get sick.

Zheng Kun said: "Dad, should you explain to me what Zheng Qian said just now?"

"explain?"

"Ang, you told me that you only pretended to obey [] through hard work and courage. I have always believed that one day you will take back the world that belongs to God."

Zheng Kun said and shrugged: "Dad, you should know that I have always been proud of being a god, right?"

When Zheng Yang heard this, he asked again impatiently: "What exactly do you want to say?"

When Zheng Kun heard this, his face darkened.

The five fingers that wrapped around Zheng Yang also exerted force subconsciously.

"Don't get me wrong, I just think what Zheng Qian said just now makes sense. I never thought before that according to the story you told, [ ] would not be able to keep our family.

Dad, why can we stay safe and sound in the Demon God Realm as cooperators? Tell me about it. "

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Yang's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

He stared at his son for a long time, and then shouted in a commanding tone: "You don't understand, don't talk too much, get out of the way!"

"No."

Zheng Kun had his almost signature arrogant smile on his face, as if nothing in this world was in his eyes: "Speak clearly and I will let you go!"

"you wanna die!"

"That's what I said. If you don't know, you'd think you could definitely beat me."

"I am your father!"

"So? So what?"

Zheng Kun smiled and said: "The premise for me to be your son is that I am a god!

And it is also the most noble candle dragon type in the god system.

I respect you because you have endured hardships in order to revive the gods.

It’s not because you are my parents that I help you restore your gods.

There is a difference between the two.

In heaven and on earth, I am the only one who deserves to sit on the throne of the God King.

If you tell me that the actual purpose is not to revive the gods, then dad, you are of no value to me. Then don’t blame me, a son, for not observing filial piety.

Things like the gift of childbearing are not in my eyes. I have only one purpose from beginning to end, to kill [], I am the God King, that's all.

So dad, answer me, how on earth did you get around []? "

"Kun'er, let go of your dad!"

Next to her, mother Wei Yin finally couldn't sit still: "Do you know what you are doing?!"

She raised her jade hand, and a sigh of great emptiness and destruction had already condensed in her palm.

However, almost at the moment when the dragon's breath was aimed at Zheng Kun's head, Zheng Kun's free left hand had already passed through the armpit of his right hand and pointed a finger at Wei Yin.

On his fingertips, he condensed a sigh of Taixu Dao that was the size of a soybean but was more than twice as powerful as Wei Yin.

On Zheng Kun's face, there was a confident and arrogant smile that showed he had a chance of winning even if he fought against his parents at the same time.

"Mom, when a man speaks, as a woman, just step aside."

This situation was something Zheng Qian never expected.

Zheng Kun would actually betray him at such a critical moment.

But it’s not difficult to find if you look closely.

From the first meeting, Zheng Qian felt that this elder brother's personality was completely opposite to his own.

His personality is extremely arrogant and self-centered. He is an arrogant bastard who doesn't take anyone seriously.

And he doesn’t seem very smart either.

Of course, his strength is enough to support his personality.

But Zheng Qian never expected that he would be so arrogant that he would not even look down on his parents who gave birth to him and gave him strength.

Judging from his tone, in his eyes, it seems that the only purpose is to become the master of heaven and earth, and everything else, such as family ties and morality, must be put aside.

What an arrogant guy.

Is this kind of person really born from the same egg as me?

Zheng Qian, who was originally prepared to die in battle, unexpectedly fell into this strange stalemate.

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