God Ring Howl

At the moment of reaching the fourth area of ​​Yujian.

Zhao Xiang immediately made a decision, he can't wait any longer!

His powerful spiritual consciousness always sent him more and more urgent warning signs——

His father, his mother, and his three elder brothers are now walking on thin ice!

So Zhao Xiang opened the way with the blood of the ancient gods, and with the help of the power of divine fire and divine thunder, forcibly opened the fourth area of ​​the jade slip!

Fortunately, Zhao Xiang has the blood of the ancient gods. Although it is very weak, it is enough to make the jade slip resonate a little bit!

Under the repeated bombardment of the Plum Blossom Forbidden Art condensed by divine fire and divine thunder.

The fourth area was finally successfully opened in an emergency!

This is something that the great supernatural being who refined this space jade slip did not expect!

He may have just set up an emergency opening method on a whim at the time, but Zhao Xiang made a mistake and accidentally opened it by coincidence meeting all the conditions!

It can only be said that Zhao Xiang's blessings are equal to the sky, and his blessings are generous!

A huge door with a height of hundreds of feet slowly opened with a bang, with the supreme power of heaven.

A one-foot-wide and particularly beautiful rainbow bridge stretched from inside the giant gate to Zhao Xiang's feet at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Xiang stepped on two five-color auspicious clouds, and quickly ran towards the giant gate along the bridge of the Rainbow Bridge.

As soon as he got close to the giant gate, Zhao Xiang felt the surrounding space distorted, and his body felt a pain like being torn apart.

After a brief pause of two breaths, the giant door closed with a rumbling sound, but from a distance, there was no sign of it at all.

Everything that happened just now happened too fast, as if it happened in a flash.

After being in a trance for a while, Zhao Xiang stood in the fourth area of ​​the jade slip.

The fourth area is filled with a vague fragrance, far and near, green hills are everywhere!

The green hills are continuous, the mountains are winding, the mountains are surrounded by clouds, the birds are flying, and the clear water is tinkling, which is not poetic!

A voice that seemed to carry the vicissitudes of the ages, kindly and slightly expectant, immediately rang in Zhao Xiang's ears: "After waiting for more than ten thousand years, I finally found someone who is destined. Hey, kid..."

The vicissitudes of life paused, and then revealed surprise: "You actually got my god ring and soul slip, this, this... You are a mortal, why do you still exude the breath of an ancient god? Oh, yes, yes, even though It's a mortal, but because of a mutation with a very small probability, well, let me do the math,... so it turns out that it's like this, since your ancestors tens of thousands of years ago, the Zhao family has the blood of the ancient gods. However, it is an indisputable fact that you belong to the lineage of the ancient gods!"

There was an uproar in Zhao Xiang's heart:

What, the divine ring and the soul slip were made by this speaker?

In this way, the speaker is the nameless old man who refined the divine ring?

That, that... that soul slip is actually something he made by himself?

What is even more suspicious is how he knew the secret that the Zhao family had the blood of the ancient gods tens of thousands of years ago?

Could it be that there is really some unspeakable secret in it, or that the tragedy of the Zhao family is simply a conspiracy directed and arranged by him?

Zhao Xiang thought about the fact that the weapon soul in the god ring wanted to seize Uncle Huan, and thought of the fact that if the weapon soul failed to seize the body, he would be manipulated by Uncle Huan, and thought that Uncle Huan might be the first to enter The inference of the man of the god ring, thinking that this artifact soul is probably a trace of soul left by the god ring refiner intentionally, Zhao Xiang's heart trembled, and he felt a gust of cold air spreading from the inside to the outside.

However, he still suppressed the shocking waves in his heart with extremely tenacious perseverance.

He hastily and calmly dispersed his consciousness completely, looking for the place where he could sense the speaker.

His eyes flashed with colorful lights, and he asked calmly and loudly, "Who are you? The God Ring, the Soul Slip, including this space jade slip were all made by you? The mannequin inside the God Ring told me The nameless old man who forged the divine ring is you? By the way, is my Zhao family a mutated ancient god or an ancient god with his own blood? If it is really an ancient god mutated from a mortal, then... Do we count as people from the God Realm? What are the characteristics of ancient gods? What is going on here? Unnamed Grandpa, please, can you explain clearly? My mind is full of mud now, and I don’t know anything... "

Although Zhao Xiang had many doubts about the speaker, he was just on guard in his heart. In terms of language and expression, he was quite polite to the speaker who had not yet appeared.

He didn't want the other party to know that he was suspicious of him.

Perhaps only in this seemingly unsuspecting state, I, Zhao Xiangfang, can see through the speaker's true intentions.

After a burst of hahaha laughter, Zhao Xiang heard the vicissitudes of life sound in his ears just now.

The difference is that this time Zhao Xiang seems to be able to truly feel the kindness in the voice, and it melts into the depths of his heart like strands of clear springs: "Hahaha, no one has ever called me Unnamed Grandpa, Good, good, good, little brother, it seems that I can’t do it even if I don’t want to answer so many questions of yours. Who calls me your grandfather? Well, I admit that I am the refiner of Shenhuan and Soul Jane Unnamed old man, as for whether you are a person from the God Realm, I have never met an ancient god who mutated from a mortal, so I cannot give you an accurate answer! But let me state in advance that I am not sure if your Zhao family is really mutated from a mortal. The ancient gods, I just guessed from some signs, not necessarily accurate Oh, as for the characteristics of the ancient gods, hehe, the secrets of heaven must not be leaked, you will understand in the future!"

Zhao Xiang was in a trance for a while, and thought to himself, Uncle Huan clearly said that I am not a mutated ancient god bloodline, but I have always had it, but with the passage of time, this bloodline has gradually faded.

Since you are a great supernatural being, how can you not see my true identity? !

Hmph, you're really cunning and treacherous, can you give away your feet with just a few words? !

But thinking about it, fortunately, Uncle Huan tried his best to control the weapon soul in the divine ring that was trying to take him away, otherwise, how could he have the slightest bit of vigilance and precautions against the speaker in front of him?

Zhao Xiang secretly slandered the nameless old man in his heart, and quickly raised his own question without any delay: "Grandpa Wuming, when I broke through to the late stage of Nascent Soul and advanced to become a god, I should have encountered a catastrophe from a cultivator. , but I crossed the immortal calamity and directly encountered the divine calamity. This is what I learned from Uncle Huan, who is the model population you created! I think only people from the God Realm will encounter the divine calamity. From this meaning From the above, doesn't this just prove from another aspect that I am a person from the God Realm? Unnamed Grandpa, why don't you tell the truth, is there something unspeakable?"