Doomsday Horror Storm

Chapter 47: The fat man is resurrected!

Hey, at the beginning of next month, this book will come to an end, and then a new book will be started. Hey, I originally planned to write several million words, but now there are no omissions. The plot will speed up in the past few days, and illogical things will appear.

, forgive me, the protagonist will quickly regain the power of his previous life, Qin Hong's identity will also be revealed, and Xiao Chen's identity will also be revealed. And the market is a magic horse, etc... I won't supervise the unfinished work.

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Yang Xuan increased his strength and suppressed the purple divine sword. However, the will of this divine sword was extremely tenacious, and it still did not yield under the Demon Suppressing Seal and his power.

Seeing this, Xiao Jin let out a low cry, and the law of power turned into a palm, holding the purple divine sword, and exerted majestic power on it. Suddenly, the purple divine sword whined, and was suppressed and stopped moving.

"It's a low-grade Taoist artifact," Yang Xuan said in surprise. Every Taoist artifact is extremely precious. Although it is a low-grade Taoist artifact, it is still a priceless treasure. Putting it outside would be enough to drive the silver-robed old man crazy.

Yang Xuan flicked his fingers, and the spiritual imprint was imprinted on the sword. A purple-eyed cloud dragon sprang out from the sword body, let out a long groan, and immediately flew into the sword body.

Yang Xuan's eyes were intense and he turned to the nine boxes next to him.

"These nine boxes are almost the same. Could it be that for every piece of power, there is a low-grade Taoist weapon?"

Yang Xuan walked towards a box next to him. The color, pattern, monsters carved on it, and the rule runes were all exactly the same as the weapon box of the Purple Divine Sword. The only difference was that it was one foot tall and there didn't seem to be any swords or weapons inside.

It's an extremely high-end weapon.

"Let me try." Xiao Jin flew up, golden light surged from his body, and the rules of power turned into a sharp knife, which pierced the weapon box. There was a bang, and an energy shield blocked it, blocking the golden knife from the outside.

"No," Xiao Jin sighed, "The defense here is too strong, I can't break through it." With that, he flew to another weapon box next to him, condensed a sharp knife, and fired it.

However, these nine weapon boxes seemed to be more powerful than the Purple Divine Sword, and they could not be broken open.

Yang Xuan was not disappointed. Anyway, he couldn't get these Taoist tools for the time being, which didn't mean he wouldn't get them in the future. He immediately put them all into the ring.

"By the way, I got the Poison Dragon Inner Elixir. I absorbed it first." Yang Xuan suddenly remembered the Poison Dragon Inner Elixir in the ring and quickly took it out. He saw the fist-sized inner elixir, which was green all over and had numerous cracks on it.

Yang Xuan opened his mouth and spit out a ball of white-gold flame, wrapped the inner elixir and began to refine it.

Time passed little by little.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

In the white Taihuang flames, a ball of turquoise liquid flowed, and the fist-sized inner elixir had completely melted.

Yang Xuan opened his mouth and sucked it in, and all the green liquid fell into his mouth. It was not hot at all.

After entering the entrance, the green liquid quickly melted and flowed into the whole body. Yang Xuan could clearly feel that the bones and meridians were deforming at an alarming speed, and the strength was rapidly increasing.

2200 times...2500 times...3000 times...

Yang Xuan's physical power is soaring at a terrifying speed. This poisonous dragon inner elixir can be regarded as the most essence of poisonous dragon, and it has brought great benefits to Yang Xuan.

You know, this poisonous dragon is an ancient strange beast, and it has reached the power of one star.

Yang Xuan opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and he clenched his fist, "5000 times the power."

Yang Xuan was excited. The power alone reached 5,000 times. Adding 4,000 times the energy, the total was 9,000 times, which was nearly the power of one stone.

Yang Xuan stood up and said: "Let's go and see if there is anything else." After saying that, he walked outside and put all the weapons into the ring.

There are tens of thousands of X-level weapons here. If you take them back to the people of Yuxuan Pavilion, you don't know how many times the overall strength will increase.

Yang Xuan was excited. After collecting all the weapons, he suddenly saw a calligraphy and painting on a nearby wall. In this hall full of weapons, there was a calligraphy and painting hanging, which was too conspicuous.

Yang Xuan walked over and took a look. The calligraphy painting showed a person looking up at the sky. Next to him, stood a woman with fluttering clothes like a fairy.

Yang Xuan couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

Suddenly a thought came to my mind: Even if I live for tens of millions of years and live forever, but I don’t even have a close friend, isn’t it a sin?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Yang Xuan was shocked that he would actually have such a thought, as if someone suddenly whispered in his ear.

Yang Xuan turned around and looked around. It was pitch dark here. Where was anyone?

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, the calligraphy and painting in front of me disappeared. The stone wall behind the calligraphy and painting suddenly opened slowly, and a passage appeared in front of me.

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed and he walked in.

Xiao Jin quickly said: "This may be a trap."

Yang Xuan smiled slightly and said: "The owner of this palace is inviting us in. If we escape, he will still let us in. Instead of making the process more tortuous, it is better to go straight."

Xiao Jin was startled.

At this time, Yang Xuan had already walked in, and his bleak back was surrounded by darkness...

In a main hall, there was no sound, and there was no sound. In the main hall, a man in black robe sat on a dragon chair, looking at the crystal ball in front of him. In this crystal ball, a young man was walking slowly in the passage, half

After the sound, I walked to the end of the passage...

"Finally here." A deep voice came from under the black robe.

Yang Xuan walked out of the passage, and what he saw was a dark hall. Everything was dark, with only a faint light shining from unknown places. Looking up, there was a high platform in front of him, with a huge crystal ball suspended in the air, emitting a faint light.

And behind the crystal ball is a domineering dragon chair, with a man in black robe sitting on it.

Yang Xuan walked over, his crisp footsteps echoing in the silent hall, and slowly walked towards the stone platform. The man in black robe didn't seem to see him, didn't speak, and didn't stop him.

Yang Xuan walked to the crystal ball. On the crystal ball, there was a picture: In a passage, a man in silver robe killed a young man. When he turned, he saw a passage...

Yang Xuan knew that this passage was the passage leading inside.

He didn't speak, just watched silently.

The man in black robe didn't say anything, and no one seemed to be coming.

The two of them just stood like this.

On the shoulder, Xiao Jin took the lead and asked: "Are you the master of this temple?"

The man in black robe could not see his face under his broad hat. After a while, he slowly said: "Long time no see, do you still recognize me?"

Yang Xuan was slightly startled, frowned and thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Who are you?"

The man in black robe raised his head, with a pair of clear and bright eyes that even a wide black hat could not block. He smiled slightly and said, "Have you forgotten?"

Yang Xuan frowned, looked at these clear eyes, and suddenly remembered something in his heart. He suddenly thought of a figure, his heart was shocked, and he lost his voice: "You are Cheng Hualiang"

Yang Xuan will never forget these eyes.

"Haha..." The man in black robe laughed and took off his hat, revealing a strange but familiar face, it was Cheng Hualiang

"It's really you." Yang Xuan's eyes widened and he said happily. He quickly stepped forward and came to Cheng Hualiang's side. He said excitedly: "You, you are not dead?"

Cheng Hualiang smiled and said: "I was already dead originally, but I was resurrected later."

Yang Xuan's expression darkened and he said, "I was the one who killed you."

Cheng Hualiang waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all over, why are you still mentioning it so much? If it weren't for you, I would have been eaten up by those losses. It was you who always protected me and encouraged me. Moreover, I already knew

You will go crazy for no reason, now that you know this is the effect of the blood pill, why should I blame you?"

Yang Xuan looked at him. This former partner was the first one to stand by his side in the apocalypse.

"I'm sorry..." Yang Xuan whispered. He had always been guilty of killing Cheng Hualiang by mistake and could not forget it.

Cheng Hualiang looked at Yang Xuan and said, "I haven't seen you for so long. You are much stronger than before. I was worried that you were already dead."

Yang Xuan looked at him and asked curiously: "How did you survive?"

Cheng Hualiang chuckled and said: "I inherit the bloodline of the ancient gods. The heaven and earth decay but I am immortal. The sun and the moon perish but I am immortal. No one in the world can kill me. I am immortal and immortal."

Yang Xuan was astonished and said: "The ancient god's bloodline is so powerful? Doesn't that mean you can't die?"

Cheng Hua nodded and said: "That day, after you killed me, you carried my body to a bed and kept it there for a long time before finally leaving. In fact, my soul was beside you at that time, silently

Watching you. After you left, I wanted to follow you, but I was attracted by a mysterious force, and then I found myself in this eternal temple."

"Eternal Temple." Yang Xuan murmured in a low voice.

Cheng Hualiang nodded and said: "This temple was built by the ancestor of the Puppet Master. It will last forever. After I came here, the ancient god's bloodline deep in my soul awakened. Although it was only the first level at the time, with this ancient god's bloodline, my

The soul can never dissipate and never enter reincarnation."

Blood is a spirit

Bloodline is blood and genes.

Therefore, Cheng Hualiang's body died, but the spirit of the ancient god deep in his soul still existed.

Yang Xuan said speechlessly: "With this bloodline, wouldn't it mean that you can't be killed?"

Cheng Hualiang chuckled and said: "You can also say that, at least no one can kill me now. Even if my body is destroyed, I can still condense my body again. Even if my soul is wiped out, I can still be nothing."

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Yang Xuan was stunned. This bloodline... is a bit too scary.

Even if the soul is destroyed, it can be resurrected. It is simply immortal and immortal.

Cheng Hualiang saw Yang Xuan's astonished expression, smiled, and said: "Actually, it's not as powerful as I thought. Although my bloodline is immortal, even a strong saint, a strong person in the immortal realm, or a strong person in the heavenly realm can't.

Kill me, but you can seal me and imprison me in a certain place. Then I won’t be able to break free. I have unlimited lifespan, but I will be lonely for countless years.”

Hearing this, Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel scared. If he was sealed in a room and stayed there for hundreds of millions of years, the loneliness would make people go crazy. And even if people of this race want to commit suicide, they can't...

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