Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

twenty years ago.

Outside the Longzhixiang Ancestral Hall.

A young man in regular clothes entered the ancestral hall. The two Longxiang disciples guarding the ancestral hall looked suspicious when they saw each other.

"Shifang, isn't today your wedding day?"

"Yeah, why aren't you getting ready to pick up the bride?"

The young and kind-looking young man smiled and said, "I'm just here to give you some wedding candy."

The two guards didn't doubt that he was there, and scratched their heads and said, "It's so embarrassing to bother you with a groom officer to hand out sweets."

"Just think of it as a joy."

The young man approached and put his right hand in his pocket. The other two did not show any signs of vigilance.

But the next moment, both of their feet lifted off the ground.

Zhen Shifang's two hands were like lightning, strangling the necks of the two guards and lifting them off the ground. With such force, his necks were broken and he died on the spot.

The two corpses knocked open the main entrance of the ancestral hall and fell to the ground paved with gravel.

Just by stepping through a door or crossing a threshold, Zhen Shifang's aura and temperament are completely different.

One moment he was the son-in-law of Longxiang, a gentle and modest gentleman. The next moment, he pushed his hair to the top of his head, his expression became cold, and his eyes became solemn and intense.

In an instant, his identity has changed.

Killing the killer means that he does not intend to leave any escape route. The more than two years of hiding one's capabilities and hiding behind him are over. Next, it is time to take away the loot.

Stepping into the ancestral hall, hundreds of longevity lamps are lit here, and a large number of spiritual tablets and spiritual tablets are placed on a shelf of more than ten floors in front.

Zhen Shifang kicked the heavy shelf, which hit the wall like a cannonball, and the spiritual tablets scattered all over the sky and turned into sawdust.

The road to the tomb under the ancestral hall was forcibly opened.

Stepping into the dragon cemetery, you can already smell the decay in the air and feel the strong blood power in the cemetery.

Once most dragons die, their bone marrow will slowly dry up over time. Only by reaching the fifth level and becoming a true dragon can they leave bones that will not corrode after death.

This is also the goal of Zhen Shifang.

He originally intended to seize the Dragon King's direct bloodline, but it was destined to be impossible to complete in the Dragon Country, and the process was too cumbersome. It would be easier to directly seize the Dragon King's remains.

After waiting for so long, he finally got what he wanted.

However, an unexpected change appeared in front of me.

There is a haggard old man in the Dragon Tomb. His vitality is so weak that even if he is left alone, he will only have a few hours left to live.

Zhen Shifang didn't know each other, but the moment the two made eye contact, they clearly realized the fact that they were hostile to each other and would never stop fighting.

He chose to strike first before the old man shouted.

He directly took out the withered and weak heart.

The old man was not even allowed to leave any last words.

After eliminating this last obstacle, Zhen Shifang quickly strode towards the deepest part of the Dragon Tomb and directly explored the remains of the Dragon Emperor.

After grabbing the spine and pulling hard, the originally complete Dragon King's bones were scattered on the ground, and the spine was easily removed.

The Dragon King's soul has long since dissipated and returned to reincarnation, and what's left here now is just a dead thing without a soul.

Everything was easier than expected.

Zhen Shifang put away the remains, turned around expressionlessly, and turned back the way he came.

Then, he saw a cloud of gray mist appear out of thin air, and a figure walked out.

The editor of destiny stood at the entrance and exit, folding his arms, leaning against the wall, calmly watching him finish all this, without saying a word, just watching.

Whoosh!

Zhen Shifang took action as soon as he saw the opponent. The sharp bones turned into spears and pierced the young man's chest. Unfortunately, what spattered was not blood, but gray mist.

Bai Yu lowered his head and glanced at the scene of himself being disemboweled, and then raised his hands to applaud: "As expected of you, you are really decisive in killing."

"Who are you?" When Zhen Shifang realized that he couldn't kill him, or that he couldn't kill him easily, he increased his vigilance and opened his mouth to test.

The other party does not look like a visitor from the Dragon Land at all. He is dressed more like a mysterious foreigner of unknown origin.

Bai Yu didn't answer and asked instead: "Actually, I've always been quite curious. With your talent, if you want to step into the fifth level within ten years, you don't have to usurp the Dragon King's bloodline and take away the Dragon King's bones. In this world, there is no need to usurp the Dragon King's bloodline and take away the Dragon King's bones. The Dragon Clan has stronger bloodline, so why waste two years on lurking."

The entire town was silent.

Bai Yu opened the conversation: "Have you not considered the consequences of what you have done? With your ability, you should be able to know that Ao Muxue is pregnant with your child now. Although I know that this sentence is basically nonsense, But have you ever considered what will happen to your descendants?”

Zhen Shifang remained silent.

Bai Yu sighed boredly: "You are obviously very strong but you are too cautious."

Even if Zhen Shifang got what he wanted, he would not be intoxicated in this joy for even a second. It was clear that his two years of dormancy had finally paid off.

This is a strict, careful and calm villain.

If in some old movies, the villain always makes all kinds of mistakes, has all kinds of careless accidents, and is frustrated by the protagonist, it is a normal development.

Then this kind of thing will definitely not happen to Zhen Shifang.

He will never be merciful before his goal is achieved, nor will he play with his prey, nor will he become complacent after taking control of the situation.

"You are not a dragon...so what do you want to say? What do you want?" Zhen Shifang asked coldly. He didn't even want to say a word if it wasn't necessary, and he didn't want to waste a second here.

Hearing his question, Bai Yu lowered his eyes slightly: "I'm just curious about what you think."

Zhen Shifang finally showed a change in his expression. He said calmly: "There is no special reason, because I have already tasted it and I am destined not to stop again."

Bai Yu's eyes trembled slightly: "Is it because of this?"

Zhen Shifang replied: "That's all."

Bai Yu whispered: "That's it."

Such is the nature of the mysterious 'inheritance' he possesses.

What decided him to take this path was the mystery he held.

When a person has power in his hand, how can he not use it?

Bai Yu's possession of the 'Chronicle of Heroes' is of the same nature. He knows the consequences of changing history, but he still knows how to use it.

If God does not take it, you will suffer the consequences.

The truth is that simple, there are no complicated considerations and inner entanglements.

Bai Yu understood: "So you never thought about the consequences of this from the beginning, no... you thought about it, but you still decided to do it."

Zhen Shifang said indifferently: "Those who take the shortcut cannot go back to the right path, and they will never want to go back."

The Overlord is an extremely down-to-earth person.

He does not pursue moral hypocrisy and does not need to seek psychological comfort. As a villain, he has this consciousness.

In order to achieve his goals, he can trample on laws, morals and all the rules of the world.

That's why...it's even more hateful!

Because this kind of person is destined to succeed, others will become his stepping stones and subordinates.

Bai Yu sighed: "It's really a gate species."

He asked clearly, but he didn't feel happy at all. There was a fire burning in his chest, getting stronger and stronger.

Walking to the old man's body, he patted the lifeless shoulder gently: "Do you know who he is? But you can't know... His name is Long Buping, and he is the Supreme Elder of the Dragon Clan. Because you broke into He came in, killed him, and took away the remains of the Dragon King, which drove the old man completely into madness. Even after death, his obsession could not be calmed down."

"Perhaps in the eyes of people like you, everyone is a stepping stone, a sacrifice that deserves to be used."

“But now the stepping stone is going to hit you in the face.”

The editor of fate dissipated, and the gray mist poured into the bones. The old corpse, which had lost all vitality, raised its drooped head and made a hoarse voice.

"——Be careful, it will hurt!"

When the last words came from the mouth of the withered corpse that had lost its heart, even a cautious person like Zhen Shifang couldn't help but twitch his facial muscles.

Zhen Shifang, who was not yet the Ten Fierce Overlord, stopped at the old man whose heart was taken out by his own hands. The wound on his chest no longer bled, but a large group of strange gray mist gushes out.

The mist surrounded the old man, covering his features and body like a cloak.

Zhen Shifang did not take action rashly. The scene in front of him was beyond his expectation. Can the dead people come back to life?

This is either the self-protection mechanism of Long Tomb and the back-up plan of the Longxiang Tomb Keeper; or it is a mysterious and unreasonable method that he cannot understand.

In the gray mist, the human form that stepped out again had become young and powerful.

During the heroic spirit weaving at the end, the heroic spirit's status will be automatically adjusted to the peak of its career.

This is why you can only intervene after the plot is over.

Only after confirming the death of the heroic spirit can Bai Yu begin to continue writing his destiny.

Death is a foregone conclusion.

The fact that Zhen Shifang stole the Dragon Emperor's bones is destined to be irreversible.

What he can change is not the process, but the ending.

Bai Yu moved his wrist. Long Buping was at the peak of the fourth level before his death. Although he never entered the fifth level in his life, looking at the holy realm, he was already above ten thousand people.

Zhen Shifang pressed his toes down and raised his heels. He was probably making a decision, whether to fight quickly or to evacuate decisively.

"Zhen Shifang...don't even think about leaving here safe and sound today."

A flash of lightning burst out from Bai Yu's palm, and he easily ignited the smell of gunpowder in the air with one sentence: "Today, we will fight to the death."

The furious roar of the dragon echoed in the dragon tomb.

Zhen Shifang reacted in an instant and raised his arms in front of him to resist the kick from the front. The terrifying force kicked him into the air, and his back hit the rock formations on the ground. The entire Dragon Tomb They were all slightly shocked.

If it weren't for the fact that the building structure here had been reinforced dozens of times over thousands of years, I'm afraid it would have collapsed by now.

"Fourth level peak..." Zhen Shifang pinched his relatively strong bones and said in a low voice: "You can even use the corpses of dead people, who are you!"

"It doesn't matter who I am." Bai Yu pressed forward step by step, and punched him directly in the face: "But not having you is very important to me."

This punch hit Zhen Shifang's forehead, but this was an illusion. He seized the slightest chance to raise his head back. At the same time, he switched positions, grabbed the Dragon King's wrist with his right hand, exerted force suddenly, and threw him away. Towards the sky.

Bai Yu quickly adjusted his body shape in mid-air, stepped on the top of the Dragon Tomb with his legs, and exerted force for the second time, like a huge pinball. After accumulating enough elastic potential energy, he suddenly hit back, faster than before.

Collision again.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten moves.

Zhen Shifang was forcibly knocked out of the ancestral hall. The Longxiang ancestral hall, which was already in a mess, had several beams broken again and collapsed and cracked. The flame of the overturned longevity lamp ignited along with the flowing lamp oil.

In the firelight, the evil dragon king suppressed his emotions and looked at the rare murderer through the flames.

Zhen Shifang knew that he could not escape easily today, so he silently rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms. Then he shook his left and right hands, and two arms, one gold and one black, sprouted from his shoulders and armpits.

This is the six-armed dharma of gods and demons.

Among the various bloodlines he drew, he also included the bloodline of the ancient gods and the ancestor demons. Both of them were integrated into his body. After absorbing the Asura bloodline of Tianzhu, he formed this unique six-armed form of gods and demons. .

He took a deep breath: "No matter who you are, no one can stop me today!"

"I told you so."

"Till death!"

The Dragon King walked out of the ancestral hall with his head held high and looked at the starry moon night again.

Perhaps before he died, he never thought that he would one day be able to escape from this lifeless place.

Even if the rest of your life lasts only a moment, you should be heroic and benevolent.

Don't go gentle into that good night.

Note: All things will sing if they are not equal.

The anger in his heart was finally relieved.

Breathing out in one breath, the sound shook the heaven and the earth.

The Dragon King rises from the ground and reaches the sky.

——The strong wind is blowing and the dragon is flying!