Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

God's Son Bloodline?

Isn't it me?

This so-called restriction is not a restriction in front of him.

Lang Ren has never practiced physical skills, so he has not given up the concerns about practicing physical skills before, and there is no need to start over.

As for the so-called most difficult physical skills...

Lang Ren glanced at Ma Chen's head. He felt that since this guy could practice it, he, the son of God, would not be much worse than Ma Chen.

With a palace of flesh, immortal blood, and immortal cells, if he still cannot practice successfully under so many heaven-defying blessings, it would be a bit outrageous.

Therefore, Ma Chen's concerns were not a problem in his eyes.

"Can I connect the head? If this goes on, I will die. Without a body, I can't teach the magic mark." Ma Chen hesitated and asked carefully.

After thinking for a second, Lang Ren nodded in agreement.

Originally, he thought it was passed on orally, but from what Ma Chen said, the Taijutsu Dragon was passed down in the form of a mark, just like Sword Art Online. This is much more convenient. If it was passed on orally, the risk would be too great. If the other party had some tricks and changed the content of the Taijutsu Dragon, there might be problems in the practice.

There is no such concern in the form of a mark, and the Taijutsu Dragon can be fully understood. Since the mark is to be passed on, it is natural to connect the body back.

Anyway, he is not afraid of Ma Chen doing something weird.

In the Jiushan Mountains, he can be said to be invincible. What is there to fear from a mere son of God?

After seeing Lang Ren agree, Ma Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and then something magical happened.

His headless body began to climb up swiftly, ran all the way over, picked up Ma Chen's head, and quickly connected it.

He twisted his head and connected the position. The blood lines on his neck began to merge. Soon, Ma Chen was fine, which made Lang Ren's eyelids jump.

It must be said that Ma Chen's soul is abnormally strong. After being beheaded for so long, his body is still alive and well.

"Now, let's start. I will pass on the mark of your first volume. I hope you can do what you say." Ma Chen sighed slightly, and his eyes gradually became a little solemn.

Originally, he hoped that Lang Ren would not reveal the physical dragon in front of outsiders to avoid unnecessary trouble for him, but after thinking about it, he still thought it was okay.

Once Lang Ren learned it, he must show it in front of outsiders and cause a storm. This is his right. Even if he promised verbally, it is not realistic.

Now, he can only hope that Lang Ren can only learn the fur so that outsiders can't see any clues.

After all, the changes to the human body after practicing this physical dragon are too great. The initial stage of the first volume is still normal. The more you practice, the more your body will change and attract attention. It will be difficult not to be recognized by others.

And he may not be able to hide it because of this. If he is discovered, although he will not be hung up and beaten, he will definitely be criticized by the tribe.

"Maybe I am worrying too much." Ma Chen comforted himself in his heart.

He knew the difficulty of the physical dragon. It was not an exaggeration to describe it as difficult. It was because of practicing this physical skill that his physical cultivation level was far behind others. If it were not for the tribe's insistence on him practicing, he would have wanted to give up long ago. Even if Langren learned it, it would be difficult to learn it. Maybe he would give up.

This is no longer a problem of accumulating resources, but requires extremely abnormal methods to practice, such as jumping into the magma to take a bath and absorb the earth fire. Who can stand it?

For this reason, he once complained that his ancestor must be a pervert, because only a pervert can create this perverted practice system.

"Don't worry, a gentleman's word is his bond. As long as you don't play any tricks, I will naturally let you go." Lang Ren smiled slightly, looking in a good mood.

If Ma Chen fulfilled his promise, he would naturally let him go.

He blackmailed the Son of God and obtained a clan-suppressing technique of a top force. This time, the harvest was very huge, which made him in a good mood.

These at least six-path owl-level strongmen died here, and some were defeated. He achieved a miracle that others could not do. If he were in the outside world, it would be basically impossible for him to get this Ma Chen's physical technique.

"But if you dare to play tricks on me, believe me... I will go to find your family in person." Lang Ren's smile remained, but the threat in his words made Ma Chen's heart jump.

Lang Ren's origins have always been a mystery to him. He is not sure about the power behind Lang Ren, but he believes in Lang Ren's strength.

He is already afraid of provoking such a powerful monster.

After all, he will have to enter the unknown land in the future. If he provokes this madman, the end will be miserable.

Sometimes not being smart is the smartest.

"You can rest assured, let go of your soul's guard, and start." Ma Chen smiled bitterly, then took a deep breath, pinched his hands, and his palms began to glow.

An obscure and ancient mark emerged from his palm. Looking closely, it vaguely looked like a dragon.

The next second, his palm was raised and pressed against Langren's forehead.

This is the way the mark is passed on. Similarly, once it is passed to Langren, the other party will have the ability to pass this physical dragon to others and leak it out.

However, Ma Chen is not afraid of Langren leaking it. This mark has a curse and secret language from his family. As long as Langren passes this mark to others without authorization, his soul will be detonated and he will suffer a strong backlash.

The curse planted by a top family is extremely terrifying.

Of course, Ma Chen didn't intend to tell Langren this. He wasn't so kind-hearted yet. Without a secret message, Langren couldn't pass it on to others even if he wanted to.

Looking at the dragon-shaped mark, Langren's nerves became tense.

Obviously, this is the Taijutsu Divine Dragon. It seems that you can get it just by touching your forehead.

But putting down the guard of your soul and letting the other person have access to your brain is an extremely dangerous thing, which is equivalent to giving your life to the other person.

This is a gamble. If you succeed, you can get the physical dragon, but there is a risk of being attacked by surprise.

The next moment, Lang Ren closed his eyes, lowered his guard, and allowed Ma Chen to slap him with his palm.

His decisiveness and trust made Ma Chen look surprised.

Inheriting a soul imprint is definitely the most dangerous thing. Although the benefits of imprint inheritance are very obvious, the disadvantages are also fatal. Generally, people who are not trusted by family relatives will not perform this ritual.

And Lang Ren, actually so confident in believing in himself?

Machen was silent.

He believed that Lang Ren would not be ignorant of the risks brought by the inheritance of the mark, but Lang Ren did not hesitate at all. At this moment, no matter what, he had to admire the other party's courage.

If it were him, he asked himself, he would definitely not have such courage.

"His soul must be terrifyingly powerful..." Ma Chen sighed in his heart. He thought of the scene where Langren instantly killed Shinji and King White Eyebrow after being attacked by Creed. He knew that Langren's soul was extremely terrifying. Perhaps, it was also the opponent's. The confidence lies.

So much so that there is no fear of him sneaking into the soul.

"Buzz!"

The palm of his hand fell, and the dragon-shaped mark was gently placed on his forehead. Ma Chen did not launch an attack and made a wise choice.

With his eyes closed, a clear dragon-shaped creature appeared in Langren's mirror-like eyes, lifelike and exuding mysterious energy.

However, this dragon is not a simple dragon. It has nine dragon heads, like nine persons in one, and looks mysterious and strange.

As the mark emerged, Langren gradually entered a state of trance.

In my mind, light appeared.