Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

"Is this the Otsutsuki..." Looking up at the flesh wall above his head, Lang Ren felt a little surprised.

Although the lower half of the shell has turned into a steel tree, the handle is still in his hand, like a central control.

Grip it hard.

As the click sound rang again, the Otsutsuki seemed to have received an order, began to soften rapidly, and quickly rushed towards the handle.

After a while, the entire 50-meter-high steel tree turned into a cylindrical shape that was only as high as the legs.

Lang Ren was very satisfied with this Otsutsuki.

Looking at this size, the defense of 200 is not a joke.

"It seems that with this thing, I also have a certain way to save my life." Gently holding the Otsutsuki, Lang Ren looked into the distance.

He knew very well that those people had been waiting for him to go back.

Originally, his purpose was to leave with his relatives.

However, this time when he went back, he suddenly changed his mind.

He wanted to kill them and eliminate the trouble forever.

After the fierce battle that night, he held on tightly and never used Sword Art Online.

Good things should be left to the right people, otherwise it would be a pity, right?

A hint of coldness rose on the corner of Lang Ren's mouth.

Now he has both offensive and defensive weapons. After reuniting with Mao Shenli, he can start to go back and show his cards.

Before that, he was ready to break through the realm. Originally, he planned that the strength of the transformation period should be enough, but it would be best if he could improve his strength a little more.

In fact, the reason he escaped from the town was not to improve his strength to a high level, but to improve the Holy Light Realm, to be able to accommodate the departure of his relatives and have a certain ability to protect them.

If the Holy Light Realm had not been improved, he would have wanted to kill the man and woman long ago, although he would also pay a great price for it.

After all, he had already prepared something that could kill the other party.

He believed that as long as the other party was still human, the chance of being killed by him would be very high.

Lang Ren looked up at the sky and found that it was still early.

He was not going to look for Maoshenli, as he might get further and further away. Now he could not determine the other party's position. The world was vast, and he could only hope that Maoshenli would find him along the range of the battle.

"I guess he has thrown away the thought stamp."

"Now the ghost sword can actually copy the earth pulse, which is good news."

Holding the Otsutsuki in his left hand and the ghost sword in his right hand, Lang Ren began to walk towards the periphery. He could not see anything in front of him. The only thing he could see was the smashed earth.

At the beginning, he had no idea of ​​integrating the earth pulse, because the ghost sword came from the earth pulse. If it could be copied, it would have been copied long ago, and there would not be only a handle left when it was thrown out.

The earth veins with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees are not a joke. If it could be copied so easily, I am afraid that the ghost sword would not have five reverse causal values ​​at the beginning.

For this reason, he had also exploited a loophole and used the ghost sword to copy the Spear of Longinus, but the ghost sword was directly blown to pieces, causing him to be seriously injured.

Facts have proved that the ghost knife can't copy everything, at least it can't copy those mysterious things, but now it's different. The ghost knife has been unsealed and can copy most things. This is another good news.

Just imagine, the sharpest water knife has a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees. How terrible it would be, who can withstand it?

In Langren's memory, the surface temperature of the sun in his previous life was only 6,000 degrees, and the magma was only 5,000 degrees, while the earth pulse reached tens of thousands of degrees. Logically speaking, this temperature is enough to vaporize people instantly and melt any substance.

When he used the terrifying knife to control and cut the earth pulse, the terrifying knife was melted instantly. He could feel the terrifying high temperature from a distance. Now, although it is certainly powerful for him to copy the earth pulse, he might get hurt if he is not careful.

"Fortunately, my bones are hard enough, otherwise copying the earth pulse might set myself on fire." Langren narrowed his eyes and looked for the trace of the earth pulse.

Those earth pulses that can withstand this temperature are not simple. Once leaked, all the creatures in the danger zone will die and melt.

Usually they like to appear in the jungle, but they don't exist in the bare Gobi Desert.

At least not on the surface.

"Let's look for the jungle first. It's just right to hunt evolutionary beasts to improve the realm." After making a decision, Lang Ren decided not to stay and ran away quickly.

He planned to come back later. If Mao Shenli came back, he should wait here.

Waiting for him here all the time is a waste of time.

"I can feel that the Eight Gates can be used again. According to the time, it can be used about three or four times a day." On the way, he felt that his body functions had recovered, the energy in his body was abundant, and his skin was healed, reaching the strongest peak state.

It only took a few hours for his whole body to recover completely, and the healing speed was already quite fast.

Although he only fused one cell of Adam and activated only one ten-millionth to reach this level, he was very curious. If he fused a few more cells... he couldn't imagine it.

"Was Lilith sealed underground by Adam?" Lang Ren could see that Lilith hated Adam very much, and he couldn't help but have this question.

He had a hunch that Lilith would appear again and want to use him as a culture vessel.

It became a thorny problem to prevent blood from contaminating the corpse of the evolved beast.

"It would be great if I had fire ability, so that I could melt and evaporate my blood in the first place." He frowned and thought.

Time flies.

Along the way, Langren ran fast and had already left the Gobi Desert. Some broken trees, stones, flowers and plants could be seen around him.

Without exception, these things were bleeding, blood-stained the ground, and there were pieces of meat everywhere.

It seemed that the residual power of the war of gods had spread here, sweeping the place, and it was a mess, with no living things at all.

Stopping, Langren looked around.

He had gone deep into the ruins for a long time. He had realized that this was the former dangerous area, but the jungle closest to the Gobi Desert had been vaporized, and only in this depth could some corpses and mess be seen.

As for the farther distance, some green jungles could be seen, and it must be the least affected there.

In addition to the ruins, there were winding red streams on the ground around where he stayed, which were converging from all directions to form a deep pit, and in the pit flowed a blood-colored lake, dyed with a terrifying high temperature, so that he dared not approach even hundreds of meters away.

The space above the blood lake had been distorted, dyed with rolling heat waves. Wherever the streams converged from all directions, they melted the ground into gullies, and nothing could exist in their flow.

Staring at this high-temperature blood lake, Lang Ren knew that he had arrived at his destination.