Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

On the calm lake, Lang Ren pressed his palm on the stone statue. Just when he had digested all the information and thought it was over, his expression suddenly changed.

"Why...why is my hand stuck?"

The palm of his hand was in close contact with the stone statue, as if there was a huge suction force. No matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't take his arm back.

The Nine Dragons stone statue is as motionless as a mountain. Under its ordinary appearance, it contains mysterious power.

The sky has not dissipated, the water surface is still there, and there is no way to return to the real world. This strange scene made Lang Ren frown and look confused.

The next second, he suddenly felt that the Kowloon stone statue against his palm began to soften, as if it had turned into a soft cake.

A horrifying scene happened next, which shocked Lang Ren.

Upon entering the sight, the huge ten-meter-high statue suddenly began to melt, and the dragon's head began to collapse, turning into a sticky slurry covering the originally rough dragon body... and his arms.

Layers of thick mortar flowed down his arms and toward his body, like mud that was alive, trying to swallow up and drown the human being in front of him.

"Pap..."

Backing up, going back again and again, the shock happened too fast. Lang Ren swung his arms wildly, trying to break free of the mortar, but they were like tarsal maggots. As he moved, the mortar snaked dozens of meters in the air. , was stretched extremely long.

Unable to escape and unable to use his abilities, this scene was beyond his cognition.

In this way, Langren watched helplessly as he was submerged in mortar, covering his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and pouring into his body.

Until the entire ten-meter-high Nine Dragons stone statue completely merged with him and disappeared into his body, his body began to undergo changes.

In the endless lake, the whole world was empty except for Lang Ren.

But he had lost the energy to struggle, his skin turned gray, and his whole body was petrified, from his eyes to his fingers, everything turned into stone.

What's even weirder is that on top of his body, one after another vague dragons are wrapped around his legs and body.

Behind him, nine huge dragon heads stood erected high in the sky, and their faces could not be seen clearly. Only the high dragon horns still proved their extraordinaryness.

At this moment, the petrified Langren was haunted by nine dragons and turned into a motionless sculpture, quietly emitting light and dispelling the darkness.

Everything was silent, and the whole world was terrifyingly silent, as if Langren would be sealed here forever.

"Tick tock..."

A drop of water fell without warning, hitting the surface of the water and causing ripples.

The sound was crisp and echoed endlessly along with the water ripples.

The source of this drop of water comes from the sky.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and a blue tentacle appeared in the gloomy sky.

The water droplets gathered at the tip of the tentacles and dripped right on the top of the petrified Langren's head. The water traces dripped down the tip of Langren's nose and dripped into the water.

"call…"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew away the dark clouds, causing the entire calm water surface to boil violently, creating huge waves.

And as the dark clouds blew away, two giant moons appeared overhead that almost filled half of the sky.

However, if Langren could raise his head at this moment, he would be able to see a terrifying scene and a scene that would be unforgettable forever.

In the sky, the golden moon rotated, dazzling, and a green dragon head filled the entire sky appeared. During the breath, the white air waves dispersed all the clouds.

And under the green dragon head, long dragon whiskers hang down. These dragon whiskers are thousands of miles long and as thick as a divine pillar reaching the sky. The closer to the water surface, the thinner these dragon whiskers become.

This is what Langren has been waiting for...the dragon!

It's coming!

The dragon's head slowly pressed down.

The entire water surface seemed to have been squeezed, and it split wildly to both sides, and Lang Ren's body also fell into the separated water bottom.

It's dawn.

The dragon's head was no longer visible, and the whole world was golden, with some strange golden patterns appearing, just like the beautiful patterns on the surface of magnificent stars.

And in this golden sky, a vertical, heart-stopping black abyss is constantly enlarging, as if it is about to swallow the entire water surface.

The golden light was disappearing, and the black abyss almost covered all the vision, the water surface, including Langren.

The water rolled back, as if it could not bear the gaze of the abyss, and Langren, who had been motionless in the center of the seabed, suddenly moved.

To be precise, the nine vague divine dragons wrapped around the body moved.

Their stiff stone bodies suddenly twisted flexibly, and streaks of black blood appeared on the gray stone claws rooted in Langren's body.

Like thick black ink, a large amount of blood overflowed from Langren's body, flowing along Jiulong's claws and flowing to their whole bodies.

After a while, the entire body, head, and horns of Kowloon were completely covered with black blood, looking full of gloom.

"His-------"

Wisps of distant and ancient Qi leaked from the Nine Dragons stone statues. At this moment, under the influx of blood, they seemed to be revived, gaining a kind of divinity and activity, and issued nine deafening dragon roars.

Like the first thunder in the world, it carries unparalleled righteousness and power, enough to make any evil monster who hears this dragon roar feel like being struck by lightning, and their souls will fly away!

A change happened at this moment.

A steady stream of black blood poured into Jiulong's body, like soil that had been exposed to rain for a long time, and Jiulong's aura became stronger and stronger.

They raised their heads and stared at the black abyss rimmed with gold above their heads, as if they had been infused with "god". Their black eyes began to rotate, and like the finishing touch, divinity and a faint golden light appeared.

At the same time, the heart-stopping black blood covering the longan was slowly fading!

At this moment, the black blood covering the entire Kowloon suddenly emitted dense female screams, echoing in the empty world, making the hair stand on end.

"Buzz!"

The blood twisted, and white arms and beautiful heads stretched out from the blood. The scene was mind-numbing.

"I...what's wrong?"

Compared with all kinds of strange things exploding in his body, Langren's consciousness seemed very peaceful and void. At this moment, he entered a strange state.

He couldn't see Jiulong come to life, couldn't see the terrifying eyes that blocked the sky, and couldn't feel the arms crawling out of his own blood.

Only heat.

Unparalleled heat and unprecedented relaxation spread throughout the body.

Gradually, this relaxing and comfortable feeling disappeared, and the hotness took over.

"So hot..."

Lang Ren felt like he was frowning. His body felt like it was soaked in magma and was about to melt. The pain was excruciating.

He didn't know what was going on. He was obviously carrying out the ritual of imprint inheritance, but something like this happened. His memory stayed at the moment when the mortar was submerged, which made him feel uneasy despite the severe pain.

Could it be that Ma Chen plotted against him and sealed himself?

Damn...

Murderous intent and anger emerged in Lang Ren's heart, and he also blamed himself for believing in the immortal soul too much, which put him in crisis.

He had no idea that his biggest enemy, Hong Wu, who was just a son of God, would become like this before he showed up.

"No, I can't die, and I won't die. How can it be possible to kill my Wolf Head Talisman with just a clan-suppressing technique?"

"There must be a way."

"I must kill Ma Chen."

"They will not hurt my sister and mother. After all, if something happens to them, I will lose my bond. This is definitely not the result they want to see."

"I'm very selfish, but I just want to survive in this doomsday..."

Soon, his chaotic emotions were gradually overwhelmed by pain.

His consciousness gradually became blurred, as if he was confused after a high fever.

And even with his strong willpower, he couldn't bear it. You can imagine how terrifying this heat is.

"Did you hear that?"

A voice that sounded like a man but not a man, a voice that sounded like a woman but not a woman, sounded like someone else was talking to him, or like he was talking to himself on his deathbed.

"What did you hear?"

"Hear the voice in your blood, hear the voice breaking your chains, hear... the voice in the sea of ​​fire."

sound?

Langren was confused.

Suddenly, he was slightly startled.

I felt a mysterious and mysterious mist.

He heard it.

He heard the dragon's roar coming from his spine.

Hear the longing sounds emanating from all the cells in your body.

I heard a ferocious ancient will coming from the bloodline, as if calling and roaring:

Shenlong…

Shenlong!

Shenlong! !

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of explosion sounds emerged, and inside the body wrapped by the black dragon body, "doors" opened instantly, pouring out surging energy.

"Dragon!!!!!"

The dragon eyes that covered the sky stared at the bottom of the sea. The petrified Langren suddenly opened his six glowing eyes. The nine-headed dragons behind him were dancing like a group of demons. He raised his head and roared, and his roar was earth-shattering, setting off a huge tsunami.

"boom!"

As soon as the sea bottom sank, a terrifying pressure erupted from his body, and the black blood covering his body was turning silver at a speed visible to the naked eye.