Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

The process and experience gradually became clear as Han Tao spoke.

The Nine-Colored Goddess's eyes gradually turned cold, because she didn't know! She was not sure at all that the God of Food had not told her all this.

The "Resurrection Light" under the fusion of martial souls can give soul masters and gods extra power.

"Damn it, how dare he!"

The Nine-Colored Goddess was angry.

Turning her head, she looked at Ning Fengzhi, "We are in the wrong this time. If you want to transfer the throne to Ning Tian, ​​just transfer it."

"But you need to remember that he can't inherit my throne. The inheritance of the Nine-Colored Goddess can only be given to Ning Rongrong. Ning Tian has no chance of inheriting it!"

Ning Tian moved his lips, embarrassed and at a loss.

Then, she looked at Han Tao again.

"The God of Food once promised you to give you the inheritance of the emotional throne. I will help you arrange this, and I also hope that you can let go of this hatred."

Compared with the God of Food, the Nine-Colored Goddess is more sensitive to numerical judgments. She can sense Han Tao's terrifying growth rate.

This kind of person should either be killed or not offended.

As a second-level god, she is inferior in strength and authority. She cannot do whatever she wants like the Shura God, cannot interfere with the lower world at will, and cannot kill Han Tao's growth.

"Well, okay!"

Han Tao nodded casually.

The light and shadow of the Nine-Colored Goddess gradually faded, and her consciousness returned to the God Realm, carrying the promise she made with the God of Food.

One month later,

"Resurrection Divine Light!"

Oscar, Ning Tian, ​​activated the martial soul fusion technique.

The luster containing divine power slowly fell on the body of the soft bone rabbit. Unfortunately, the brand new "Xiao Wu" was not conceived.

"Failed, why?"

Oscar turned his head.

Looking at Han Tao, then at Ning Tian, ​​he was puzzled.

"Heh!"

Han Tao smiled contemptuously: "Only a ten thousand year soul beast can refine its intelligence, and a hundred thousand year soul beast can transform. Her soul ring has dissipated, and the soul bone energy has been devoured by the red spider lily. How can she be resurrected?"

"Even if it is a god-level martial soul fusion skill, it won't work?"

"No!" Han Tao shook his head.

Oscar's face gradually turned red, and swollen, "Han Tao, you promised me that you would help Xiao Wu to revive!"

"Yeah"

"I did promise you!"

The soul guide turned slightly, and the "nightmare" left leg bone from Xiao Wu's mother, and the "nothingness" skull that absorbed most of the energy, fell on the left and right sides of the soft bone rabbit.

At the same time, the blue silver scepter waved gently.

"Oscar, you owe me a condition!"

"But. With your strength and ability, you may not be able to repay it in this lifetime."

Oscar was silent.

"What are these for?"

"Soul bones can provide the original power of the soft bone rabbit and can restore her years!"

"The blue silver scepter is the key to her re-refining of her spiritual wisdom and re-transformation."

"The resurrection divine light is the reconstruction of her human body."

The soul has fallen, even if she can be resurrected, she is no longer Xiao Wu.

"Resurrection, so troublesome!"

Zhu Zhuqing rubbed her forehead, and suddenly, she had no hope for Davis' life.

The light dissipated, Wu's body gathered into shape, Han Tao turned his head, "Ye Lingling!"

Invoke the Nine Heart Begonia to judge whether the pink muscles of this "new Xiao Wu" are better than before.

"Who are you?"

Wu asked softly.

She looked at Oscar, Han Tao, Ye Lingling, and Zhu Zhuqing, but could not recognize their identities at all.

"Han Tao, what's the situation?"

Oscar asked puzzledly.

"Obviously, she lost her human memory, but she retained her soul beast memory!"

Han Tao was not ill. What Han Tao wanted was a worker with good fortune, not an enemy who hated him all the time.

"Why?"

"Let her forget the past, it's good for both you and me!"

Wu blinked, confused.

She didn't understand the hidden meaning of Han Tao and Oscar's conversation, but she seemed to understand something

-they resurrected themselves, and at the same time, they also erased part of their memories.

-This human next to me seems to have some hatred with me?

"The new pink muscle group has produced unexpected changes!"

Just as the few people were talking, Ye Lingling suddenly stepped forward and interrupted.

Han Tao's expression was determined: "Unexpected changes?"

"Yes!"

"Compared with the past, the explosive power of the pink muscle group has decreased, but there are a few more golden threads in the pink muscle group ratio."

"What is the function of the golden thread?"

"Unknown for the time being!"

Ye Lingling took out a quill pen and drew on the white paper.

Looking at the silk thread texture drawn on the drawing, Han Tao couldn't help but touch his chin, "It's a bit like, the power engraving of some gods?"

"But what meaning can this engraving have as the composition of the muscular body?"

The fingers tapped lightly on the table, and the candlelight trembled with the vibration.

For a long time, Han Tao put this issue aside.

"Forget it."

Douluo Continent, northwest border.

Han Tao stood here, piercing the crack of time and space with the blue silver hook tail, and observing the history under the dust again through the eyes of time.

"Han Tao, what I don't understand is"

"Since the former Lord of Thousands of Stars was so powerful, why did it still fall in history?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously: "How did it die?"

According to the question, Han Tao scanned time and space and found the answer.

"A million catastrophes!"

"Taking the power of thousands of stars, the strength of the Lord of Thousands of Stars leaps forward in a very short time. In just a few hundred years, it has reached the highest age of 999999 years."

"The background is still shallow, but it boasts of being high in the sky, so it turned into ashes under millions of tribulations."

Millions of catastrophes are terrifying, very terrifying!

Except for the macroscopic nine-leaf blue silver emperor, no creature on the Douluo Continent can compete.

Bibi Dong can't do it, Tang Chen can't do it, and Ditian can't do it either.

Even if the level 130 God of Cookery comes in person, he will be reduced to ashes under a million catastrophes. (But he can be reborn with the help of the resurrection light)

"After the death of the Lord of Thousands of Stars, the remaining Blue Silver tribe still relied on the power of the stars to suppress the mainland for thousands of years, until"

"The birth of another era!"

Wu, calmed down, "What era?"

The end of the Star Sea Era is the beginning of the Scarlet Distortion Era.

"The Age of Scarlet Aberration!"

Han Tao paused for a moment.

The pupils of the years reflect the scarlet color of this era. It is like a huge, bloody paradise.

"In the beginning, a virus was born."

"No one cares, and no one pays attention to it, but its ability is to make life evolve, degenerate, grow, and wither at a thousand times faster."

"At the same time, the aberrant virus itself will evolve."

Killing, devouring, and longing are the only themes of this era.

"Virus?"

Ning Rongrong spoke in confusion.

It is another completely unfamiliar term, a term that does not exist in Douluo's world view.

"Then what?"

Oscar couldn't wait to ask, "In this era of scarlet distortion, have any particularly powerful humans, soul beasts, or gods been born?"

Han Tao shook his head: "Uh no!"

"They died before they could become stronger."

"Any life contaminated by scarlet lesions evolves in a very short period of time and perishes in bright fireworks."

"Infinite number, endless number!"

One thousand years, two thousand years, ten thousand years, twenty thousand years

The era of scarlet distortion lasted for a full 50,000 years, even dyeing the timeline blood red.

Ning Rongrong bit her finger, "In the end, how did this era end?"

Han Tao's eyes were dark, chasing the end of the years, and found the key node of the ending.

"Because, a bluesilver grass was born!"

"It understands the essence of the second stage of Bluesilver Grass - spiritual connection!"

Oscar frowned: "Spiritual connection?"

"Spiritual connection" can observe, understand, and control the evolution of other bluesilver grasses.

Under the influence of the "deformed" virus, all the bluesilver grasses in the world evolved and adapted at a thousand-fold speed. All the excellent characteristics they gave birth to gave this "bluesilver grass" the evolutionary heritage.

This plant

After the tiny Blue Silver Grass understood the essence of the second stage, its strength and strength underwent unpredictable changes in a short period of time.

"Why?"

Oscar was puzzled, "Why can Blue Silver Grass undergo such a subversive evolution after understanding the essence of the martial spirit?"

Zhu Zhuqing gave him a blank look: "Oscar, where is your brain?"

"The virus is evolving, relying on the thousands of creatures on the mainland to evolve. However, in that time, the vast majority of life has perished, just like a candle that has run out of oil."

"The evolution of Bluesilver Grass has relied on the power of the aberration virus and the characteristics given by the entire group, like the rising sun."

"Between them, the race for life begins. Whoever falls behind will die!"

Zhu Zhuqing is envious

She was really envious that Bluesilver Grass could give birth to such a heaven-defying sequence, and her own Nether Civet Cat

"Why!"

Oscar is considering whether to find a way to seize a Bluesilver Grass? Or, find a way to recruit a disciple of the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit?

Ning Rongrong blinked: "What's the result? Who won?"

Han Tao remained silent, "None of them won!"

"The aberration virus eroded the Blue Silver Emperor's body, and the Blue Silver Emperor also found a way to control the virus. Then, under the incredible intersection, they formed a common companion - the flower of distortion!"

[Flower of Distortion, God-Level Soul Beast]

"It was born bathed in blood. Its strength is equally supreme, but it is equally regrettable."

"What are you regretting?" Zhu Zhuqing asked awkwardly.

"Like the Lord of Thousands of Stars, it broke through to a 999,999-year-old soul beast in a very short period of time, and like the Lord of Thousands of Stars, it was reduced to ashes under the catastrophe of millions of years."

The flower of distortion has fallen, but the virus is still spreading in the world.

"Could it be that the virus became the final winner?"

"No, the aberration virus didn't win!"

Han Tao spoke decisively.

On the barren, scarlet continent, there were two soul masters and a soul beast, who obtained the bones of the "Flower of Deformation".

In the end, the blood and bones of the "Flower of Deformation" became a new round of the strongest.

Suddenly, Han Tao pointed southeast.

That is the direction of the killing city.