Martial God Conqueror

After the people left, the door of Du Jiazu’s sister was re-covered.

"Hey..."

Among the stone sarcophagi, Du Shaozhen’s body, a circle of arcs raging, sparkling terrible majesty and light.

Above his body, the sacred image of the blue-green undead grass is no longer affected by the power of lightning. Instead, it is more and more vivid, delicate and delicate, releasing the glory.

The vitality of the vastness is still a large piece of land injected into the body of Du Shaoqi.

As the thunder of Du Shaoqi continues to gather, in his body, there is also a rush of electric light.

The tiny electric lights intertwined with each other, condensed into a thick thunder, and quickly shuttled through Du Shaoxuan's meridians, washing his body over and over again.

Gradually, this re-aggregated body slowly became strong, and after the baptism of the power of lightning, the bones of the muscles became abnormally tough.

When the thick thunder passed through the body of Du Shaoyan for one hundred and eight large days, it eventually lurked, and the light slowly subsided and quietly crouched down.

If Du Shaoqi is conscious at this time, he only needs a little urging, and the lurking lurking will immediately burst into an unparalleled horrible power.

This is the reinvention of the Thunder!

As time went by, on the second day, all of this slowly became quiet. Among the Du family ancestors, all the thunder and lightning rays in the stone sarcophagus disappeared, and all of them were returned to the body from Du Shaozhen's body surface.

Moreover, the undead grass ghost image finally dimmed, and finally broke away from the void.

The infinite vitality that emerged from it was only the lingering aftermath, but it also spread rapidly to the heavens and the earth.

Only in Du’s mind, a group of thunders are constantly flashing, releasing blazing light.

It can be said that Du Shaozhen's current body has reached his peak state. As long as he wakes up, all the repairs can be directly displayed as before.

But after all, his soul has not yet returned. At this time, lying in the stone sarcophagus is just an unconscious body.

Such a body, without the guidance of the soul, even if it has the power to re-enforce, can not play out.

Other strong people in the wasteland have been worried about this before.

However, the glutinous alcohol is well said, and they are just talking about it.

There are three thousand big world masters and dragon gods like the existence of checks, presumably everything will not appear any flaws.

In fact, everything is exactly what they expected.

Because Du Shaozhen’s consciousness has always existed, but the way of this existence is very special.

Du Tingxuan, Yan Qing alcohol, Du Xiao Yao, Xiao Xing and other people have not had the wrong feelings earlier. Du Shaozhen’s **** is indeed already dissipated.

In the case of the law of combustion and the power of the gods and the power of the devil, including his consciousness, there is no possibility of surviving.

However, no one knows that within a certain space of a certain party, there is still a slight faint consciousness that is recovering, awakening, and returning.

"Hey..."

Among the weird spaces, this faint consciousness exudes extremely fine fluctuations, which are many times weaker than a cockroach reptile.

This silk consciousness has always been in a hustle and bustle, and there is no concept at all, who is who, what, where, and where.

"It" does not perceive its own body and cannot know what kind of existence it is.

The only thing that can be realized in a little bit of consciousness is that it keeps spinning.

"Hey..."

Suddenly a glimmer of light shone on the sensation of consciousness, but if it was the next day, it made "it" feel a sting.

"It hurts, close your eyes!"

This embarrassing consciousness exudes a little volatility, expressing the feeling that it has at the moment.

That is, after this pain was generated, "it" subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but found that he did not seem to have any eyes at all.

"What is the eye?"

"It" gradually adapted to the "glare" of the illumination, but it did not create new questions.

Then, more questions emerged one by one.

"Why can't I move?"

"What about my body?"

"What is the body?"

"What am I?"

"This is where?"

"who am I?"

......

More and more doubts are gathering, and above this faint consciousness, there are continually subtle fluctuations.

"Ah... the head hurts..."

Under countless doubts, it seems as if this ambition is about to burst out.

With the small size of "it", it is simply not enough to withstand the "infinitely large" stream of consciousness. At any time, it may be shaken by the overwhelming doubts and disappeared between the heavens and the earth.

Countless questions, endless confusion, boundless pain.

But when it couldn't bear it, suddenly there was a warmth flowing over it, like a clear spring into the heart, constantly moistening the faint consciousness and making it grow stronger.

Then, in the void space around him, he walked out of a arrogant figure, just like the gods of the day, standing next to this faint consciousness.

"The descendants of my Du family, I should wake up!"

The man in Nahad said softly, and there was an unspeakable majesty between the eyebrows.

Its tall, tall body stands like a whole piece of space because of him.

"The descendants of Du family? What are the descendants of Du family?"

The faint consciousness was once again puzzled, but this time, because of the boundless warmth wrapped in "it", "it" is no longer unbearable because of such thinking.

Instead, "it" gradually adapted to it and began to ponder this "esoteric" problem.

With constant thinking, this ambiguity has slowly remembered a lot of things.

"I am a descendant of Du family!"

"Yes, I am Du Shaohao!"

"I have not died with the devil?"

"I am still alive?"

"What is this place?"

“Is it the Nether reincarnation?”

......

Finally, "it" knew his identity and soon remembered everything.

He is Du Shaoqi, in the robbery of the cult, in order to stop the killing of the demon god, and thus burn the law and the power of the gods, and fight with it.

In the end, he knew that the demon **** had consumed all the vitality, and he was only a smoky smog, and he had no luck.

However, for his own relatives, love, friends, and people to live in peace, he is willing to die!

However, why is this time appearing in such a space, and is there anyone talking to myself?

Thinking of this, Du Shaozhen could not help but "see" to the front.

There, a tall, middle-aged man, standing tall and quietly, is like a **** on the stalwart.

His body is branded in nothingness, as if he were with the heavens and the earth.

Seeing such a figure, Du Shaoqi could not help but "open his mouth", and a sigh of relief caused a wave of spirits: "The ancestor!"

That's right, the stalwart tall, the figure that fits with the heavens and the earth is the ancestor of his Du family who once merged with the heavens.

"You finally woke up!"

The ancestors stepped forward step by step, above the angular face, and the eyes of the gods looked at Du Shaoxuan, but there was a little love in the majesty.

"The descendants of Du family, see the first..."

Seeing this, Du Shaozhen is preparing to bow to the ground and salute the ancestors.

However, he suddenly found out that he had no body at all, and only one consciousness remained.

"This……"

The salute can't be done, and Du Shaoqi himself is really awkward.

I am still alive, but the body is gone.

Moreover, he can clearly feel that what he has today is not the state of the gods, but only a trace of the surviving spirit.

If you count this, it seems that you are not much worse than dead.

"Little guy, don't have to salute, your current state is still a little bad, come back early, many people are still waiting for you outside?"

The ancestors' mouths smirked with a smile, and said to Du Shaoqi in a sly manner.

"The ancestor, the younger generation is not already dead, how can it..."

Du Shaozhen was somewhat open-minded, and he clearly had already died. How could there be a sense of consciousness left at this time?

"I learned from your souls what you have experienced. You are indeed dead, but there is hope for a new resurrection."

The ancestors looked at Du Shaoqi and said softly.

Turning to see Du Shaoyan no longer speak, he continued to say: "Since you want to know, then tell you! This space is the place you have been to, that is, the place where I was buried."

"Is the ancestor's place of burial, is it... the tomb of Heaven?"

Du Shaozhen instantly understood that the ancestor's place of burial was the deepest part of the burial of the ancient mainland.

Later, he used to go back to the upper reaches of the river and witnessed what happened in Taikoo.

That is, at that time, he knew the identity of the ancestors, as well as the origins of Du Jialei's martial arts.

"Oh... the tomb of Heaven, the name is a bit too good."

The ancestors nodded and smiled and said: "You have been here before, and I have seen the illusion that I left behind, and let you be in the sorcerer's robbery, as if you experienced it yourself."

"It turned out to be an illusion. Isn't that the power of time?"

Du Shaozhen was puzzled. His experience at that time was like returning to the ancient times. Everything is so real, not at all like a scene caused by illusions.

He always thought that he really returned to the past and experienced all the killings and resistance.

"You are right. I have integrated the heavens of this world. Naturally, I can mobilize invisible rules and influence time. But for you, after all, it is not true to return to Taikoo, and you cannot participate in it. You can only be a spectator. So, in the final analysis, it’s just an illusion. No one has the energy to really change the flow of time, even if it is a heavenly way. Unless..."

After such an explanation by the ancestors, Du Shaozhen suddenly woke up.

After all, the experience was indeed to return to the ancient times. This is true, but it can only be used as a spectator, and it is impossible to intervene in what happened at that time.

In this case, it is more accurate to say that the illusion is.

Understand clearly, but the last words of the ancestors made Du Shaoyan interested again. He hurriedly asked: "Unless what?"

"Little guy, you are really anxious!"

The ancestors smiled and sighed, and then said: "If you cultivate a certain situation and realize the law of time, you can really change the local time, but this is only a general means, and it cannot be affected in a wide range. Otherwise, the order of heaven and earth will be directly disordered. No one knows what will happen."

"The law of time, it turns out!"

Du Shaoqi Shen Ning, could not help but think of the ancient space.

I don't know who the space in that party is, but it can bring dozens of times of time to accelerate. It is really mysterious.

Presumably, the people who refine the ancient space are inevitably unpredictable, and they are even more profound in terms of time.

When I heard what the ancestors said, Du Shaozhen felt that there was something about the "unless", and it seemed that the ancestors deliberately concealed something and did not want to tell him.

"Although I have integrated Heaven, I can mobilize the power of invisible rules, but I must follow the order of heaven and earth. I can only let you go back and see what happened at that time, but not really affect the whole world. It is me. My burial place, oh, that is, the means left in the tomb of Heaven, you can do it all. And, you are here today, and that is what I do."

The ancestors' body was deflected, as if it were to drive the rotation of the entire space, giving people a sense of dizziness.

"The ancestor, the younger understanding!"

Du Shaoqi wanted to nod, but there was no physical existence. He couldn't do this. He thought about it and said: "After the younger generation entered the tomb of Heaven, it must have been a ancestor who showed some means to me. The soul of the soul left a trace here. In this way, even if I went with the devil in the robbery, there is still hope of resurrection."

"It's really smart, it's all right! But the facts are a little bit different from what you think. I left the means on you when you first came here, but it was before you fell, That means is inspiring, and your soul is taken here."

The ancestors looked at Du Shaoqi with a smile, and the majestic face was with a color of joy and joy.

Du Shaozhen said that the facts are already inseparable.

"It turned out to be like this!"

Du Shaozhen’s nod is nowhere to be astonished by the means of the ancestors.

Such a terrible magical power, how many people in the world can do it?

However, in a blink of an eye, the ancestors combined the heavens, can mobilize the invisible rules of the world, and arrange all of them in advance, but they can understand.

In fact, this can be a better explanation, why the ancestors can know what they have experienced.

"But my ancestor, my body is probably dead, I want to reshape my body..."

Du Shaozhen immediately said, although his words have not been finished, but the meaning is already very obvious.

"I am also prepared for this, but if it works, I will not say it!"

The ancestors said that they were slightly jaw-shaped.

“Did the ancestors have arrangements on this matter?”

Du Shaozhen’s "eyes are bright" is full of hope.

For the loved ones and friends, there are countless people in the world, he is willing to die, but if you can be born again after the robbery, then of course it is a wonderful thing.

At the thought of having the opportunity to reunite with so many people, he couldn't help but start to get excited.

Father, mother, sister, Xiao Yao, Xiao Xing, Xiao Huang, Xiao Lin, Xiao Ba, Man Po, Sima Mu, Dong Qing Qing, Night Piao Ling, Xiao Qing, Jia Lou, Yu, Master...

One figure after another passed through the consciousness of Du Shaoqi, and the endless thoughts of the thoughts poured into my heart.

"When I was engraving the Thunder's martial arts for the descendants of the Du family, I also left some blood in the sarcophagus. I thought that the sarcophagus is still well preserved, otherwise you want to start the Thunder. Wumai, I am afraid that it is not possible."

The ancestors looked at Du Shaoqi and said this.

"Ishigaki!"

Du Shaozhen was shocked and said: "Sure enough!"

Since knowing the origins of the Thunder and the ancestor's identity, he has had speculation that the sarcophagus stored in the ancestors should have an inseparable relationship with the ancestors.

He knew that the stone was extraordinary. When he was a child, his father often took him to sleep. When he woke up, he would start to feel a cold sweat. When he talked about this with his elders, he was also warned. He was not allowed to play because of fun. Thus causing disrespect to the ancestors.

Later, Du Shaoqi gradually got used to occasionally awakening from the stone, and no longer brought this matter to anyone.

The opening of the thunderous martial arts on his body, Shi Jie has definitely played a great role.

At this time, listening to the ancestors, it turned out that he left some blood in it, no wonder it would help him so much.

"Yes, with the help of the stone, I must be able to reshape your body. But if you want to reproduce your life, you should still have some trouble."

The ancestors spoke, as said.

In fact, not only is it more troublesome to reproduce the vitality, the most important thing is that some people in the Du family know how to use the sarcophagus to extract the essence of the blood, so as to reshape the body.

Otherwise, everything is empty talk.

"In any case, I have to go back and try it. I think the drunkards should be able to think of it."

Du Shaozhen deeply felt that he was extremely shocked and admired for the ancestors' "spiritual calculations." Unexpectedly, when he was in Taikoo, he seemed to have thought of these things and left a series of backhands.

However, although his words are said, there are some drums in his heart.

Everyone knows the truth that people can't be resurrected. In the event that they are drunk, they don't have any hope, and they will directly bury their remaining heads. That's really not good.

"Of course, I have to go back and see that your only glimpse of consciousness stays here, and there is a day of dissipating. And I am already dead now, and I have retained my sense of the line and told you all about it. After you go out, if the soul is returned to the place, then everything will be fine. Otherwise, it is still only a smog."

The ancestors looked at Du Shaoqi and said one word at a time.

He was isolated in this space, and Du Shaoqi was directly captured in the first moment of the fall. No one knows what happened after that. It is impossible to determine what his physical condition is. of.

"I have the immortal mysterious body that has been tempered by Zijin Shenlei. If I want to come to the burial, I will still be well preserved. I will not decay in a short time. However, even if this is the soul If you can't mobilize your own strength, you will still face a lot of trouble."

Du Shaozhen couldn't help but lick his teeth, and had some headaches and worries.

"Go back and see, you are the most outstanding descendant of my Du family. If you can be resurrected, I can finally pay attention."

The ancestors sighed abruptly and said with emotion.

He merged with Heaven in the past, mastered the order and rules of the heavens and the earth in this world, and was constrained by the laws of heaven and earth.

It is not so much fair and selfless, it is better to say that it is ruthless.

Although I am able to make a contribution to the future generations of the Du family.

Until the final decision to suppress the demon god, he used the supreme magical power to engrave the Thunder's martial arts in the blood of the Du family, which also made up for the owing in his heart.

"Prince, I can be resurrected, you should be able to!"

Du Shaodi said loudly, excited.

He is extremely admired for the ancestors. For the sake of the world, he has abandoned the ruthless body and is willing to wipe out the invisible laws and suppress the demon.

In fact, he does not have to do this at all. Even if the robbers are so fierce, the heavens are still the heavens.

With the existence of heaven, this world will never really become a demon domain, and new creatures will be born.

Heaven is still supreme.

Therefore, Du Shaoqi hopes that the ancestors can have the same chance of resurrection as themselves.

In this way, not only himself, but all of Du’s people are afraid that they will not be happy.

However, the ancestors looked at Du Shaoqi and said with a smile: "My body has already collapsed, and the Yuanshen is also broken. This remaining glimpse of consciousness can no longer do anything useful. You have to know, You came here or the means left before my fall, not later. I am here, but I can only answer your doubts. If it will take long, I will eventually dissipate."

"That is not to say that the ancestors are really going to fall."

Du Shaozhen couldn't help but feel some sorrow. I didn't expect it in my heart, but suddenly I faced despair after I had expectations. This kind of emotion is really a heavy fact that is hard to accept.

"Haha, little guy, don't be sad, I have already seen it when I shot the demon god. It's just a dream of life and death. Now, you should go back!"

The ancestors laughed a lot, and the sleeves flicked a little, seemingly to seduce some hidden means, and the space trembled.

At the same time, Du Shaozhen's soul was wrapped in a ray of light, and quickly rushed out of this space. In the blink of an eye, he went to the Du family ancestors of the ruined country and did not enter the body of the stone.