Urban Medical God

The words he just heard in the void should be what this man left behind. They were full of unwillingness, resentment and regret.

What happened to cause such strong men to have such changeable emotions that they still linger here after death and cannot be dissipated?

Ye Chen came around from the back and saw an empty void behind the throne.

And in the gap between the throne, there is still blood flowing out, flowing into the bottomless space, and it is unknown where it flows.

The blood was not bright red, but black and extremely pure.

Just one look at it can make people panic.

Judging from this scene, the mysterious man on the throne probably died more than ten thousand years ago.

Who is he? Why did you die here? Who can kill him in the reincarnation space?

And what happened to the last words of resentment he left behind.

The feeling of familiarity in Ye Chen's heart became stronger and stronger.

The blood dragon standing behind him said: "Master, I know something is wrong. The familiar feeling coming from my heart originates from the bloodline!"

With a thought in his mind, Ye Chen immediately brought the blood dragon to the side. When he saw the dripping black blood, tears welled up in his eyes, seemingly uncontrollably.

"Yes! This bloodline is related to the reincarnation hemostasis in my body. I can sense its existence, and the response is extremely strong!"

The blood dragon stared at the black blood falling into the void one drop after another, and said firmly.

This time, Ye Chen was quite confused.

For him, there is no such sense of resonance in blood.

On the contrary, after seeing the sword inserted into the man's heart, Ye Chen felt a sense of familiarity.

The sword was rusty and looked neither thick nor sharp, just like an ordinary iron sword.

But it was this sword that wiped out all the vitality of the man on the throne.

Ye Chen roughly judged that this man had at least Tianjun level of strength during his lifetime. Even if his heart was pierced by an iron sword, but after practicing to this level, even if there is only the last drop of blood left, he can be reborn from the ashes and stand in Nirvana.

Over the past ten thousand years, it was this sword that had crucified the man's body and soul, leaving him to gradually die in pain and suffering.

The same goes for the blood turning black, because the body has lost its vitality.

At this time, Huang Lao's voice came.

"Boy, this body on the throne may be called invincible before it dies."

Ye Chen knew that Mr. Huang was well-informed, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved, and asked: "Senior Huang, what do you mean by this?"

"Haha, this man's way of life was blocked by that sword. He knew that he could not escape, but the remaining strength of his body still supported him to live for a long time. You can see that the forbidden power on his face has not been removed, that is, the body automatically condensed A layer of defense.”

"As an emperor during his lifetime, he may not want to be seen in such a miserable state after his death."

After Huang Lao's explanation, Ye Chen found that it was indeed the case.

"Boy, if you want to become stronger, you can find a way to take out this body and transfer all the blood of reincarnation in your body to it, and you can break through immediately! Become a heavenly king!"

Huang Lao gave another piece of advice.

When Ye Chen heard this, he shook his head.

Even if theoretically speaking, this is indeed the case, there is no need for him to choose to exploit it for the sake of this small temporary strength.

During the reintegration process, there is no telling what surprises may occur. After all, the blood of reincarnation is extremely powerful, and not every body can withstand it.

The innate body of reincarnation came into being, adhering to the will that transcends the way of heaven, and the upper limit of the future is immeasurable.

Of course Ye Chen would not be so short-sighted.

But Huang Lao was just joking. He also knew that Ye Chen's physical body was so strong that he would never be replaced easily.

Ye Chen sighed.

If you could take out this body, create a human-shaped container, and then put some of the souls from the Samsara Cemetery in, you might be able to break through to an extremely powerful state immediately.

Of course, this also requires many auxiliary means, such as elixirs, spiritual herbs, and treasures, all of which are indispensable.

"I know you kid is not that easy to fool, haha. If I have the chance, I would also like to integrate into this body. But now it seems that this body carries a lot of resentment. Forcibly integrating it will only lead to backlash. At that time, the gain will not be worth the loss. "

Huang Lao laughed.

Ye Chen's expression became solemn at this.

No matter who is the strong one on the throne, what he did during his lifetime was right or wrong.

Just the pride and perseverance in the face of death are enough to make people admire him.

From ancient times to the present, even if a truly strong person dies, he will die standing up, never bending down or bending his knees.

"Even if this body is easy to integrate, I will not take it as my own! This person should have been a hero in his life. There is no god. Even if he dies, he is not willing to curl up. This shows that his will is strong and ordinary people There is no comparison at all!”

In all the worlds, the strong are respected. Even if they die, people will only respect the truly strong!

The blood dragon on the side also nodded secretly, in awe.

There is a point of connection among truly strong people.

"Haha, that's how it is in the world of martial arts. If you let yourself be strong, you will have your own high mountains! Only by constantly pushing and hardening yourself can you save your life."