5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 827

"impossible!"

For the first time, the ancestor god showed a flustered expression, "You can't awaken your memory so quickly!"

"Oh, can't??" Pang Daxuanwu looked down at the ancestor god, "Can't you feel the breath on my body?"

"I'll go, old turtle?"

Jiang Ling stopped flying and hovered over the baptismal pool, looking at the mighty Xuanwu in the distance in surprise.

The Xuanwu that jumped out of the baptismal pool has a huge and strong physique. The legs and feet exposed outside the tortoise shell are all muscles that are restrained, and the muscles feel tense at any movement, which makes Jiang Ling click his tongue. .

His overall appearance is not much different from the ancestor god, but his physique needs to be stronger.

The body of an old tortoise, the tail of a dragon and a snake, and antlers growing on both heads.

At this time, the biggest difference between him and the ancestor god is that his body is covered with a layer of blood-colored flames, which can be called flames or blood.

The bright yellow blood-colored liquid flowed back and forth on his strong and huge body, showing the state of flames. If you don't look carefully, you will feel that it is a burning flame.

And not only that, although Jiang Ling and the others are not members of the Xuanwu tribe, they can also feel that he has an inseparable connection with the boundless baptismal pool, as if he can arbitrarily mobilize the power of the baptistery pool.

Although his voice was exactly the same as Old Gui's, but his appearance and aura were too different, that's why Jiang Ling was confused.

The old turtle has the temperament of a local ruffian, and now Xuanwu in front of Jiangling and the others is full of royal aura, and his mighty strength is almost catching up with Jiangling.

Is this what the old turtle looked like in his previous life?
Jiang Ling looked at it in surprise, deeply moved in his heart.

To be honest, it's really powerful.

"It's the first time I saw my emperor recovering. Are you going to fall in love with me?"

The old turtle's voice rang in the hearts of Jiangling, Yuan Tiangang and others.

"Cut, what are you pretending to do?" Yuan Tiangang rolled his eyes unhappily.

Just when the old turtle was talking to Jiang Ling and the others triumphantly, the ancestor god took advantage of his unpreparedness, and nine dragon and snake tails flew out, biting his neck fiercely.

"Get rid of him first, and then play tricks with us?"

The corner of Yuan Tiangang's mouth twitched, and he gave Lao Gui a blank look.

It seems that the man who exudes a domineering aura is undoubtedly the old turtle, and he can see through his pretentious routines at a glance.

"Even if you recover your memory, you can only become the dead soul of my men! So what about Emperor Xuanwu, you haven't recovered to your peak, you are not my opponent!"

The ancestor god flew to the old turtle, and confronted the old turtle in the air.

His nine dragon-snake tails bit the old turtle's neck firmly, giving him a visual advantage. In fact, the old turtle was not injured. He looked at the ancestor god coldly, and his two red eyes the size of a house were full of blood. Dangerous light.

"My emperor!"

Wu Mu and the others looked at Lao Gui in surprise. Finally, Lao Gui finally completed his baptism.

"Old Gui, you can't handle it by yourself, right? Do you want us to help?"

Jiang Ling was not sure about the ability of the old turtle after his baptism, so he wanted to help the old turtle.

"That's right, don't forget we are still there, speak up if you need it."

Dugu Tianxia with a serious expression on the side also spoke lightly.

"No, this battle, let me do it myself, in the name of my Zu Hao, in the name of the strongest Xuanwu Emperor ever, to fight to the death with the ancestor god of the current Xuanwu Emperor."

Old Gui's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, this was the first time Jiang Ling saw his expression, it seemed that he was serious.

"Humph."

The ancestor god snorted coldly, and the nine dragon snakes suddenly tore the old turtle's neck.

"My Dragon Snake Soul is not easy to use, right? After all, it was stolen."

The old turtle sneered twice, and said disdainfully.

"Peng."

The ancestor god was about to answer the words, but the nine dragon snakes biting the old turtle's neck suddenly let go of their mouths, and rushed towards the ancestor god in a strange way.

In the eyes of the nine dragon snakes, there was killing.

"How is this possible? This is impossible!"

The ancestor god's huge pupils trembled, and he looked at the rushing Nine Tails in disbelief.

"Haha, nothing is impossible, it was originally my thing, of course I can control it."

The old turtle sneered, the blood on his body swept all directions, covering a large area of ​​void, the space trembled, and a strong smell of gunpowder came out.

"I didn't expect the Dragon Snake Soul to be controlled by the old turtle. It's simply incredible."

Dugu Tianxia couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Yeah, it's too surprising."

Yuan Tiangang also looked at Lao Gui without blinking his eyes.

"After all, this dragon snake soul originally belonged to the old turtle. I expected that the old turtle could control it. However, the ancestor god probably never expected it."

Leng Yutong narrowed his eyes and spoke lightly.

"Your seat is mine, and you, go back where you came from."

As the old turtle spoke, a field of khaki-yellow spread out.

"In broad daylight, what nonsense are you talking about? You are just the Xuanwu Emperor in the past, and I am the current Xuanwu Emperor. The strong live here, and you should surrender to me."

"Then kill you now, I'll be fine." Old Gui sneered.

"boom."

For a moment, both the old turtle and the ancestor god appeared in the form of beasts, and two huge basalts floated in the air, fighting against each other, and a fierce battle began.

"Old Turtle's real cultivation is only the ultimate Nirvana. It stands to reason that he is definitely not the opponent of the ancestor god, but he has a short-term increase in the blood of the ancestor, so he has the combat power of a detached person in a short period of time."

As an outsider, Jiang Ling could see it very clearly.

And the old turtle also has a very big advantage, he is the true master of the nine-layer dragon snake soul, after his ability awakens, he can control the nine-layer dragon snake soul in the body of the ancestor god.

In this way, the attack power of the ancestor god dropped sharply, and the possibility of dying at the hands of the old turtle was very high.

"Boom bang bang."

While Jiang Ling and the others were analyzing, the old turtle and the ancestor god fought together, and the turbid energy floated out, blocking Jiang Ling and the others' sight.

Once a battle of any level reaches its climax, the battle circle will be chaotic, and it is difficult for outsiders to see clearly. Only the two sides in the battle know the moves of themselves and their opponents. This is commonly known as the battle environment.

When a person is concentrating on doing one thing, it is easy to enter a state of forgetting both things and me, and the same is true for fighting.

Only when Jiang Ling poked out his spiritual sense could he barely catch the movement of the two of them fighting. Fortunately, Jiang Ling was at the pinnacle of Nirvana.

"Dugu Tianxia, ​​pay attention and be ready to help at any time."

Jiang Ling said in a deep voice, keeping his eyes on the two of them, once the old turtle had problems, Jiang Ling would take action immediately.

The Ancestor God is doomed, Jiangling and the others teamed up with Laogui, there is no way for him to survive, but Jiangling now wants to take care of Laogui's revenge psychology, so he didn't help Dugu Tianxia together.

"I can kill you at will!"

The old turtle and the ancestor god collided violently again and again, and under the increase of awakened memory, it actually reached an astonishing level.

During the collision between the two, the old turtle did not lose the wind at all, but became more and more powerful.

"puff."

After two hours of fierce fighting with the old turtle, the ancestor god suddenly spit out a mouthful of viscous blood.

"Huh?" Jiang Ling looked over in surprise, the old turtle obviously didn't hurt the ancestor god, why did he vomit blood.

The two were evenly divided, and the ancestral god even faintly overwhelmed the old turtle.

Not only Jiangling and the others, but all the opposing sides were stunned. Under Jiangling's astonished gaze, the ancestor gods vomited blood one after another.

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Do you understand this truth?"

The old turtle glared at him fiercely, and without giving him a chance to recover from his injuries, he slammed into it head-on. The tail of the dragon snake swept across the sky, slashing at the neck of the ancestor god, leaving a line of blood.

"Peng."

The old tortoise approached the ancestral god, raised its two front paws, and scratched two white marks on the tortoise shell of the ancestral god.

"My soul! My dragon snake soul!"

The ancestor god hurriedly avoided the old turtle, hugged his head in panic, and yelled loudly.

"Dragon snake soul? Soul?"

Hearing his exclamation, Jiang Ling realized what had happened.

The old tortoise crazily hammered the tortoise shell above the ancestor god's chest with both fists, bombarding the tortoise shell until it sounded like thunder.

"If you are a genius, I am also the greatest Xuanwu Emperor ever!"

The old turtle roared happily.

"Dare to snatch Lao Tzu's dragon snake soul, should have thought of today."

In the eyes of the old turtle, 9 dragon snakes suddenly appeared, and there were 9 dragon snakes on each of the two eyeballs. A total of 18 dragon snakes were connected end to end, forming two circles in the old turtle's pupils.

"Om."

As the circle formed by the two dragon snakes rotated, a strange force emanated from the old turtle's soul.

At the same time, the ancestor god suddenly stopped moving, his eyes were blurred, and the light between his brows flickered, as if something was about to fly out of his head.

Jiang Ling didn't know what the old turtle had done, but at this moment, the souls of the two of them seemed to resonate.

"What you take away must be returned. If it's not yours, it won't be yours after all. It's mine. Even if you take it by force, you can't control it."

The old turtle muttered.

"Because you don't have that life, you don't have that special soul."

"Boom bang bang."

There were crisp sounds in Zushen's mind one after another, the whole head was torn apart, like a ripe watermelon, it exploded from the top, and the powerful breath of life quickly dissipated.

"died!"

Jiang Ling stared angrily, the ancestor god died just like that!It was beyond Jiang Ling's expectations!
"Ho ho."

The ancestor god opened his mouth slightly, panting heavily, and at the last moment, his blurred eyes came back to life.

"How could I. You. It's impossible!" His voice was still sonorous, but it lacked confidence, like a candle fluttering in the wind, which would go out at any time.

"Die with peace of mind, you have enjoyed enough in this position these years, and now it's my turn to get back my things."

The old tortoise's voice was like a bell, and every word weighed like Mount Tai on the hearts of every member of the Xuanwu tribe.

He has the aura of Emperor Xuanwu on his body, the greatest Emperor Xuanwu in history is back!

(End of this chapter)