Coiling Dragon: Long Snake Life

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Zi Lin has been trying to breathe in himself, he is not like the high priest, it happens that the rules of life become gods, and he noticed something wrong immediately.

When we met before, O'Brien only thought that Zi Lin had just changed clothes, and didn't pay much attention.

Unexpectedly, O'Brien was surprised as soon as they played against each other.

"When we entered the cemetery of the gods, the deity who stayed in the Magnolia plane had some insights and made a breakthrough." Zi Lin pretended not to care, and at the same time looked at O'Brien.

"Come on," O'Brien took a deep look at Zilin and said
"Just now in the fight, Master Zi Lin has the upper hand, the Martial God is weaker than Master Zi Lin." Seeing that O'Brien retreated farther than Zi Lin, the people below discussed.O'Brien once again turned into a flame and charged towards the purple forest.

The gray mist radiating from the whole body condensed into nine snake heads, which appeared behind Zi Lin, as if nine arms grew from behind, and followed Zi Lin to meet O'Brien.

The sound of "clinking" weapons kept coming, and the nine snake heads kept colliding with the flames on O'Brien, breaking through the obstacles and biting at O'Brien.

O'Brien is worthy of being called a Valkyrie. In the confrontation between the two sides, O'Brien basically suppresses Zilin, and Zilin can only barely resist.

On the battlefield invisible to everyone, sparks emerged in Zilin's sea of ​​consciousness and were extinguished by the endless mist. Similarly, giant pythons in O'Brien's sea of ​​consciousness bit O'Brien's soul, and were again enveloped by the soul of O'Brien. The flames burned out.

"bang"

Zilin resisted for a long time, but O'Brien finally seized the opportunity and punched a gap in Zilin's body.

"Your combat ability is too poor. It's not as good as some sanctuaries. You should exercise hard." Looking at the Zilin who was knocked into the air, O'Brien couldn't help but said while floating in the sky.

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Zi Lin endured the pain of the divine body, and did not use divine power to restore it. It is easy to restore it with his life god avatar, but now he repairs it by himself, and the divine power he can absorb from the ocean of elements every day is only a little bit, thousands of years It is enough to restore a divine body. Although Zi Lin's injuries don't need to be that much, they can't be repaired by the divine power of less than a year after becoming a god, let alone he usually conceives divine weapons.

Feeling his meager divine power, Zi Lin hesitated a little, wondering if he should take the last step and add the souls he collected to his attack. The attack power that erupted at that time was not something that O'Brien could resist. It's okay, and of course O'Brien must not have let go of his trick. At that time, Zilin's Death God avatar and O'Brien may both fall.

Seemingly seeing Zilin's hesitation, O'Brien said loudly, "Let's do it this time. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid both you and I will perish."

"I took advantage, this time it's a tie. Your God of Life avatar did not participate in the battle, and the God of Death avatar is a little weaker than me." O'Brien's majestic voice spread throughout the vicinity of the Yulan River, and everyone heard O'Brien. Brian's words.

"Okay." Zi Lin took a deep look at O'Brien and agreed.

This time Zi Lin was completely fooled. He was fascinated when he watched Panlong, and he always thought that if he became a god on his own, he could just manipulate and refine his godhead to become a god. Some simple martial arts skills are not important.

This time the reality taught Zilin a lesson. Apart from the first head-to-head attack with supernatural power, Zilin took advantage of it. In the next round of soul attacks, Zilin was no different from O'Brien. The two sides were also severely suppressed. Lin's divine power was twice as pure as that of O'Brien. It stands to reason that in ordinary confrontations, he should suppress O'Brien, but the result was just the opposite.

Not to mention Zilin's inner thoughts, at this moment, O'Brien's words caused an uproar. There are only a handful of gods in the Magnolia Continent in the past few thousand years. One can imagine the reaction caused by one person becoming a god with two lines.

"Oh my God! Did you hear that, the patron saint of the two empires actually has a god clone?" A sanctuary pushed the sanctuary next to him in disbelief.

"You heard it right, or we all heard it wrong." Sanctuary pushed by him was also a little dumbfounded.

"I must join Master Zilin's sect," a submerged cultivator in the extreme northern ice field, staring at the three people above him, said to himself excitedly.

Suddenly a voice came, and the scene suddenly fell silent. Some of the sanctuaries present had their own calculations deep in their hearts. Becoming a god with one line can only show your genius, and becoming a god with two lines means whether it is you I have a special understanding of the god level. If I worship under Zilin's sect, after being taught, can I become a god.

At this moment, Luo Ao and the Sanctuary of the Rhine Empire have been regretting in their hearts. Zilin is going to build a temple to cultivate his cronies, and he has obviously given up on himself and others.
The high priest flew up to the two, and a green ripple emerged from his body, rushing towards the two of them. Zi Lin only felt a burst of itching from Zi Lin's divine body, and the divine body pierced by O'Brien began to heal slowly. The turmoil caused by the fighting has also begun to subside.

Looking at the chaotic crowd below, the High Priest frowned tightly and said, "This is not a place to talk, come to our Yulan Empire."

After saying "Okay", the three of them disappeared immediately.

The follower, the high priest, came to the sky above a magic tower, and as the high priest arrived at the top of the magic tower, a passage was opened.

The high priest led the way, followed by O'Brien and Zi Lin.

As if in another world, endless flowers are planted in the space of [-] meters, and there is an extremely huge tree in the center. Zilin does not know the type of tree. Under the tree, there is a bookshelf. In the middle of the bookshelf is a pile of books that don't know what to write. In front of the bookshelf is a square table. The strong vitality of the kettle placed on the table comes from it.

Looking at this space, Zilin thought of the Martial God Mountain. These two places are simply the living space of an ascetic, and there is no problem.

"Sit" The high priest's fingers passed by, and the flowers and plants attached to the table grew rapidly and became entangled, eventually forming two futons.

"How did you fight?" The high priest picked up the jug on the table and asked doubtfully while pouring it for the two of them.

A stream of green water flowed from the kettle and was poured into the cup, and a strong vitality immediately spread over the surface.

"Isn't this Zilin wanting to build a temple? The four empires we control are at war with each other. He wants the four empires to cease fighting for one year so that he can build the temple." O'Brien looked at the water glass in front of him, not yet When Zi Lin spoke, O'Brien drank it in one gulp, and then explained everything.

(End of this chapter)