God Ring Howl

Zhao Xiang clearly noticed that the gray color on the ring was gone, replaced by milky white.

The original criss-cross cracks have almost disappeared, and even the few remaining ones have turned into a faint red color, swimming slightly on the porcelain ring, as if they have spirituality.

In a daze, vaguely, Zhao Xiang seemed to feel the kind call from the palm ring, but after listening intently, he couldn't catch any information.

The scratch on the left hand must have been repaired by the ring!

My God, does the ring have a powerful ability to grow muscle and bone?

Try again and see if anything changes, the truth should be revealed soon!

Trembling, he put the index finger of his right hand into his mouth, bit his teeth hard on the fingertips, and immediately felt a piercing pain on the fingertips, and a wisp of bright red blood quickly flowed out from the fingertips.

Zhao Xiang pinched the ring with his left hand, his heartbeat accelerated and his breathing became short of breath.

He held it tremblingly, and quickly approached the bitten and bleeding fingertip.

A shocking scene appeared!

Zhao Xiang was horrified to find that the blood in his body was pouring into the fingertips, and flowed from the fingertips into the ring.

Moisturized by the blood, the few remaining red filaments on the ring disappeared without a trace at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The milky white ring radiated a faint red light.

Just when Zhao Xiang was extremely terrified of the blood in his body being drawn endlessly by the ring, the ring suddenly flew out of his hand, circled him many times continuously, then flew towards his forehead, and slid into the Zuqiao acupoint.

It's a pity that at this moment, he doesn't know, let alone notice this scene.

He only felt his head in a trance for a while, and his eyes blurred for a while.

There were waves of surprise and excitement in his heart.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiang felt strands of coolness oozing from his forehead, followed by an extremely comfortable and pleasant warmth, and then his whole body was filled with a strong numbness and intoxication.

It is the sweetness of lying in the mother's arms, and the pleasure of bathing in the spring sunshine.

He looked at his right index finger, the fingertips were intact.

Touching his forehead with his right hand, Zhao Xiang was so surprised that he jumped off the bed and onto the floor, the ring was gone!

What followed was that he was so frightened that he lost half of his life——

It was such a simple and ordinary jump that actually jumped to the level of the roof.

Zhao Xiang didn't have time to react, and his body fell from the sky in a daze.

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He fell heavily to the ground like a toad on all fours.

"Ouch, hello—" Zhao Xiang opened his mouth and called out, "Oh my god, I fell to my death, my ass almost fell in half."

And at this moment, he heard a voice, an extremely strange voice that he had never heard before.

This voice, full of the vicissitudes of the years, also carried a hint of helplessness.

In this kind of helplessness, there are still some looming expectations.

Although it is faintly visible, Zhao Xiang clearly feels that this kind of expectation seems to be thin, but its essence is extremely strong.

As for the reason, he couldn't name a single Chou Yinmao.

Zhao Xiang got up from the ground, while rubbing his buttocks, he turned his head and looked around, looking for the source of the sound.

"Don't look for it, brat." A clear and hoarse voice, like a gossamer in the wind, could break at any time, "You can't find me, I'm just a remnant soul, about to disappear, just Hidden in that ring of yours. The ring is now hidden in the ancestral orifice point on your forehead, and I am just communicating with you, and no one else can hear even the slightest bit."

"Then how can I talk to you? I don't know that, that kind of spiritual communication."

Zhao Xiang frowned and asked loudly.

The hoarse voice suddenly became furious and cursed:

"I don't want your life, right? Brat, what are you doing so loudly? Don't you worry that the bullshit elder Tang Biao of the Wuyue Sect doesn't know the secret of the ring? Let me tell you, once a cultivator finds out that the ring is in your hand , Hmph, brat, you—you’re going to die.”

With a thud, Zhao Xiang's heart sank suddenly, he covered his mouth with his hands nervously, and looked around quickly.

"Scared? Don't look, there is no one around."

The hoarse voice chuckled and continued.

Only then did Zhao Xiang feel relieved, but there was still confusion in his eyes.

The hoarse voice hurriedly explained:

"Conversing with me is actually very simple. You just need to say, ask, answer, etc., etc., and think about it in your heart. It is equivalent to communicating with my spiritual consciousness or spiritual communication. If you encounter cultivation in the future Or, you can also use this method to talk to him. This is what I used to do... Hehe, it’s my special skill. , Hehe, kid, even if you reach the Nascent Soul stage, it’s impossible for you to use this method.”

Blinking his eyes in disbelief, Zhao Xiang tried to think several questions in his mind:

who are you?

Isn't this ring my mother's?

How did you hide in my mother's ring?

The wound on my hand is the ring or did you heal it?

Also, and, the scar on my face, can you, can you heal it too?

you……

"Stop, stop, brat, don't ask any more," the hoarse voice showed half helplessness and half anger, "my remnant soul or my remnant consciousness is about to disappear completely in the world, and I don't know if I can be here again." For the rest of the time, I will give you all the important content one by one and you will understand, next, you have to memorize it carefully, so don’t interrupt in the middle.”

It seemed that he had adjusted his breath, and the hoarse voice spoke at a slightly faster speed:

"Actually, the ring is a very proud treasure that I made a long time ago, and it was passed into the hands of your mother. This treasure has just finished refining, and before I can give it a good name, a cruel and intense battle A fierce battle ensued. In order to prevent vicious and treacherous people from snatching it and making it a sharp weapon in their hands, I threw the ring to an unknown place, and I was lost in that bloody fight, so I had to hide it in advance. The ray of consciousness in the ring has survived until now."

Zhao Xiang couldn't hear the emotions in the hoarse voice, but he was shocked when he heard it.

Although he had a strong urge to ask something, he tried his best to suppress his thoughts, and listened to the hoarse voice with great effort and concentration.

He knew that what this remnant soul said was not of ordinary importance, but of special importance.

"Your wounds heal easily, and your six senses are progressing faster and faster, all of which are the result of me or part of the ring's powerful functions. Originally, when this ring was refined, I had arranged ten There is no one in the cultivation world who can open the layered seal, and even a supernatural being, if he cannot open the tactic, it can only be a ring, which is too ordinary to be ordinary."

Zhao Xiang opened his mouth, but then closed it tightly, pretending to listen carefully.

"I never thought that there is a very simple and flexible way to open it. I didn't know until I was firmly grasped by you-as long as there is enough blood of the ancient gods, it will no longer be Difficult."

"Did I activate it? I, I have the blood of the ancient god?!"

Zhao Xiang's eyes widened, not only thinking in his heart, but also asking loudly in his mouth.

It wasn't until he couldn't control the question anymore that he brushed the floor and quickly covered his mouth tightly with both hands.