Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 183 Everything I see, the gods will wither (Part [-])
(I had a fever yesterday, so I forgot to ask for leave. Sorry, I will guarantee you [-] characters tomorrow to compensate everyone!)
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The most important thing is that Lin Hai's imprinted divine pattern is not just hidden in his mind, but manifested outside his body, imprinted in the center of the young man's forehead.

It is an incomparably ancient Sanskrit, cumbersome and complicated, and even slightly twisted at the edges, like an abyssal demon with teeth and claws.

Looking from a distance, it complements the original seal of the ancestor of the fire witch on his forehead.

When the two go up and down, they seem to be fighting for dominance, and after a while, there will be layers of radiant ripples and fluctuations. The crimson light and the dark veins compete for splendor, which makes this simple and honest boy look a little strange .

But obviously, the mark of the ancestor of the fire witch was stronger, and directly suppressed the "uprising" of the strange divine pattern on the spot.

But in a short while, the twisted and ferocious Sanskrit imprint was defeated, and it sat down obediently, motionless.

Tuwazi and the others also noticed the boy's abnormality, and they were all very surprised, feeling that this simple and honest boy in the past had suddenly become a little different.

This feeling is inexplicable, but it really exists, and people can feel it at once.

There seemed to be an inexplicable gushing force recovering from the other party's body, which made them all feel an invisible sense of oppression.

"Boss, tell me quickly, did you get any amazing adventures in it?"

Lin Zhuang, the father, looked curious, turned his eyes away, and kept looking back and forth at his eldest son.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that his boss's appearance and demeanor were still the same as before, he wouldn't even dare to recognize him.

It cannot be said that the temperament has changed too much, but it is still somewhat different from before.

He was simple and honest before, but now it is the same, but there is a little more indescribable momentum.

"This...kid doesn't know too well either!"

Lin Hai scratched his head, really confused.

In fact, he himself didn't have any strange feelings. If Tu Wazi and others hadn't explained it to him, he might not have even discovered it until now.

After organizing his language a little bit, the boy spoke out one by one what happened after he entered the trial ground.

At the beginning, it was no different from Tuwazi and others.

Entering that area, they will be directly assigned to different independent ancient arenas. Afterwards, a round of black shadows will condense on the arenas, mastering all the treasures and supernatural powers they know, and becoming more proficient. One can be called perfect operation.

The difference is that during the fight, Lin Hai suddenly entered into a mysterious feeling.

In the long and unconscious drifting, a vast and incomparably bright light was suddenly released from the black shadow he was fighting with.

And there was a terrifying roar in it, which seemed to be able to split the sky and open the earth,
"Death falls to the stars, life is like the morning dew, and at the end of everything, the gods will wither..."

That roar resounded in the depths of Lin Hai's mind, and vaguely, a towering figure appeared in front of his eyes.

Tall and strong, although not too tall, but the small figure is as tall and straight as the immortal mountain peak, with a posture of one man guarding the gate, and ten thousand men can't open it.

The most important thing is that this figure is covered with densely packed bright runes, and the rays of light gather in one place, dazzling like a mighty sun.

Immediately afterwards, the boy had no memory at all, until now.

In the end, it was Jiang Huai who spoke up and answered the doubts in the hearts of several people.

"Brother Hai, you are indeed a person of great fortune."

Tuwazi opened his mouth, his eyes glistened, not jealousy, but pure jealousy.

"If you try to comprehend that divine pattern, you will get unexpected benefits."

Jiang Huai spoke to Lin Hai alone.

"Boy, I would like to follow God Liu's instruction!" Lin Hai hurriedly responded.

Afterwards, Jiang Huai spoke to Tuwazi, Gu Chen, Lin Zhuang, Lin Chen and others one after another.

Although the few of them didn't get the rubbings of the gods, but the harvest they got is not small. After being ravaged by thousands of people in ten days, they have a lot of comprehension and use of treasures. improvement.

If you can grasp it and thoroughly integrate these experiences, you will make good progress.

The Tuwazi people naturally nodded their heads repeatedly, and hurriedly agreed.

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Bid farewell to the pleasant temperature and crispness of autumn in the early spring, and when I look back, this vast land can't help but be mixed with a few traces of sadness and coolness.

Falling leaves Shuo Shuo, rattling.

Before I knew it, a month passed by.

During this time, Tuwazi, Lin Zhuang and others all secretly comprehended the experience they had gained in that trial field.

Seeing others use it and using it yourself are two completely different concepts.

Fortunately, they have gone through countless times of tempering in it, and they have already memorized the correct starting posture corresponding to the treasure technique, etc. in their brains, and they only need to practice it frequently.

On the contrary, Lin Hai has completely imprinted a bit of that divine script into his flesh and blood, and initially manifested some supernatural powers.

Being able to manifest the phantom of the master of the god pattern behind the back to help during the battle can improve one's own combat power, and even strengthen the attack effect of the magical power of treasures, making its power rise several levels
Moreover, thanks to the activation of the bloodline, the young man also obtained the first treasure technique inherited from the depths of the ancestral witch's bloodline - the ancestral witch body.

This is the most basic and simplest treasure technique, and it is the premise of Zuwu's fate.

Simultaneously.

This is also a very powerful physical training supernatural power.

If one can cultivate to the extreme, the cultivated body can exist forever. Even if the soul disappears, the spiritual consciousness can be regenerated by the existing body. A drop of blood can be reborn, and a drop of blood can be compared to the grandeur of the stars.

Life after life, immortality, time cannot leave any traces.

The ancestral witches, whose bodies are immortal, are comparable to the most terrifying and powerful beasts and monsters. The most successful ones can open up the world with their strength, and the spiritual acupoints on their bodies can even turn into cosmic galaxies. The power of the flesh suppresses the heavens.

In Jiang Huai's view, it was comparable to Huang Tiandi's Immortality Sutra, both of which were dominated by the flesh.

Although that step is very long, as long as the young man can persevere, it is not impossible to do it someday in the future.

In addition, Jiang Huai also gave the magical powers such as "Wan Jian Gui Zong" and "Demon Transformation Dafa" obtained some time ago to the broad sword man and the half demon boy.

These supernatural powers are naturally suitable for them, and they will get twice the result with half the effort when they practice, and they can exert the maximum effect of these two supernatural powers.

Most importantly, they all passed the assessment and were approved by Jiang Huai.

The only pity is that until now Jiang Huai has not gathered all the precious medicines to refine the Sword King Pill.

Although the man with the broad sword has a rare sword king body, he is born to be the king of swords, and he has unmatched and unimaginable speed in swordsmanship, but now the sword body is damaged, no different from ordinary people, only the sword Wang Dan can recover.

But Jiang Huai was not in a hurry. After all, he was familiar with the prescriptions and knew more about the appearance of each herb.

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this day.

Tu Wazi and the others set off early to the False God Realm.

The difference from before is that Lin Zhuang's eldest son, Lin Hai, is added this time.

After these days of dark precipitation, the young man's body has undergone some changes again, his whole body, from face to limbs, are all covered by dense veins of unknown totems.

There is an ancient aura in the mystery, like an ancient god that traverses the ages, the aura is deep, like an abyss.

"Brother, my nephew will definitely be more capable than you in the future!"

Lin Laoer clicked his tongue in amazement.

Now he is becoming more and more unable to see through his elder nephew. The two marks in the center of his forehead are shining brightly in the dim light, giving people an extremely extraordinary feeling at first glance.

"I'm happy if I can't catch up. Those bastards in your family have such talents and abilities. I'm afraid you can wake up laughing from your dreams!"

Lin Zhuang picked his nostrils calmly, and said disapprovingly.

He knows his brother's character, he just likes to tease others when he's fine, even his brother is right.

If it was left in the past, he would be too lazy to respond, at most it would just be a blank stare.

But now that his boss has really fought for him, he has to "fight back".

"Brother, I'm just kidding you, I don't want you to hit people like this!"

Lin Chen's expression suddenly became gloomy, perfectly interpreting what it means to be both good and playful. Although he married a few months later than Lin Zhuang, he had more children, but most of them were ordinary and nothing special. special.

Indeed, no one can be like Lin Hai.

"Nephew, Second Uncle is a little confused, which realm should you belong to now?!"

After making fun of himself at Lin Zhuang's side, Lin Laoer quickly walked to Lin Hai's side and asked curiously.

He couldn't feel any state fluctuations from Lin Hai's body, only the incomparably thick blood was constantly surging.

The fluctuation of blood energy was endless, like a vast ocean of stars, as if there was no end to it, even he couldn't help being startled.

"I really don't know about this, but Lord Liu Shen once told me that my current state is quite special and cannot be divided according to ordinary realms.

But if you insist, you should be able to deal with ordinary monks in the inscription pattern. "

Lin Hai thought about it and said something.

His attack methods are limited, but his physical body is extremely powerful, and his physical body can forcibly resist treasures and treasures.

Although he has just cultivated the Ancestral Witch Physique to the basic level now, one punch can be compared to the falling of the stars, with a force of millions, the average monk in the inscription pattern realm may not be able to hold a single punch in front of him .

"What a pervert!" Lin Laoer curled his lips, and finally turned his full stomach into these few words.

If he remembered correctly, even though his elder nephew practiced hard and worked hard in the past, his strength has always remained at the level of blood.

Even seven or eight years hadn't fully figured out the "Body Forging Realm" rewarded by Lord Liushen.

How long is this.

During the conversation, after walking through the road full of ruins, the scene in front of everyone's eyes suddenly became clear.

At this moment, the False God Realm is already full of people.

The noise rose up, resounding through the sky.

"Double pupils can open the world, create all things, and the power of the gods is unimaginable. Even if Shi Hao is in the limelight recently, he can't resist it!"

"But they have already broken many records of double pupils. If it weren't for the evildoer Wushuang, how could it be possible!"

Before the war started, everyone was already talking about it, and there was an extremely intense discussion about who would win in the end.

Especially those creatures who have been betting.

These people set off earlier than Lin Zhuang and the others, and came to the False God Realm.

At a glance, the False God Realm is almost overcrowded, bustling and bustling, spreading darkly on every passage like a tide.

And there are still heroes who are constantly coming, ready to witness the final battle between the juvenile supreme...

at the same time.

Among the tens of thousands of mountains and mountains.

A round of vast ocean runs through it.

It is the Devil Lake.

Demon Lake, a mysterious existence comparable to the ancient sacred mountain, can be traced back to the ancient times. It used to be glorious for a long time. There was once a demon spider in the clan who ignited the divine fire and ascended to the throne of God. However, it fell in the ancient war, and its whereabouts are still unknown. ...

In the middle of the mountains, the big lake is silvery white, vast and boundless, and the energy is dense, condensed into the sky, turning into a little bit of spiritual energy and raining down. Although the number is not large, this scene is enough to amaze many people.

Ordinary cave heavens and blessed places can't turn aura into rain at all, it has to be that kind of extremely precious place.

Looking from a distance, on this big silvery white lake, there are countless giant spiders that are terrifying in size and the size of a mountain are constantly crawling on the surface of the lake, greedily absorbing the spirit breath in the lake.

After crossing this huge silver-white lake, it is the central heavenly palace of Demon Spirit Lake.

At this moment, the boy with double pupils is sitting in the center of the Heavenly Palace, ready to enter the False God Realm.

In front of him, an old man in a golden robe walked quickly.

This is the patriarch of Demon Spirit Lake, the strength of the peak of the Venerable Realm, the strength is extremely powerful, the origin is amazing, and he has lived for a long time.

But at this moment, Venerable Golden Spider, who was usually invincible, was pale, and his expression was full of lethargy. It was obviously not like this suddenly, but it had been like this for a long time.

He is Shi Yi's uncle, and originally he planned to spread invitations to the most remote areas of the ancient gods, so that they could jointly witness his double-pupil winner win the honor of number one in the world.

However, in view of the incident that happened some time ago, he thought about it, and finally decided that it is better to be honest now.

Some time ago, Venerable Red Spider, who went out to slaughter the gods, is his brother, and his strength is almost on par, even if he is not as good as him, he is not far behind.

But even so, the Fate Card was broken on the way to find Liucun, even though the bones have not been found so far.

It's not that the bones are missing, it's just that no one dares to look for them.

Although the Red Lords have been beheaded, after all, the other party is a member of Demon Spirit Lake, so they can't escape, not to mention that the entire senior management of Demon Spirit Lake knows about the so-called God Slaughter Plan.

He was afraid that the existence in Liucun would do something to the Demon Lake.

How can mortals dare to speculate on the position of gods?
They were all wrong, they all guessed wrong about the great sacred mountains and the Immortal Forbidden Zone.

They used Secret Treasures to divination even more mistakes, the mistakes were outrageous.

Although he still can't imagine it, he can't imagine it.

But the god in Liu Village is clearly unharmed, and it is even very possible that one is at its peak.

"Yi'er, go, Master Uncle will escort you here!"

Venerable Golden Spider spoke.

The double-eyed boy nodded, then sank into the vast False God Realm one step at a time.

　Dear babies, I really had a fever yesterday, and I was in a daze all the time. Sure enough, the soreness all over my body was either a cold or a fever.

　　Tomorrow I will compensate everyone with more than 1 words, and I forgot to ask everyone for leave.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)