Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Chapter 1104 I... am the abyss

Lu Chen clenched his fists tightly, his bones creaked, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He hasn't even remembered to figure out the relationship between his master and his mother, and he hasn't even asked the great elder what he did when he was young to have the relationship between him and the great elder. He hasn't even returned the relationship. I owe the debts to the spiritual medicine garden of the senior brothers in Ge Feng...

He went to the original mine with a mission. After five years of separation, everything disappeared.

He has not yet achieved a perfect ending in modern times, and a new tragedy has occurred in the God Burial Calendar.

Everything stems from his own weakness. Facing such a huge world, his strength seems as small as dust.

"No……"

Lu Chen stood up slowly and shook his head, "I have to come back."

drop--

At this time, the communicator was suddenly connected, and Lu Chen felt relieved.

"Captain, I'm still alive."

Qianxue's voice came.

"Just stay alive."

Lu Chen didn't want to hear any more news about the death of his comrades.

"Captain, you..."

Before Qian Xue finished speaking, Lu Chen hung up the phone.

"Ouch~"

A familiar roar came, and a golden shadow wrapped around Lu Chen, "Ouch o(╥﹏╥)o"

But the heartless little golden dragon also had sadness in its voice at this time. It liked Wushen Mountain very much because everyone indulged it and its disciples worshiped it, but in the end everyone died.

It watched with its own eyes the little Lu Ming, whom it often played with, roaring on the top of Zhige Peak. He was unable to rescue him and was dragged away by the mute Granny. Finally, Wushen Mountain was reduced to ruins under that palm.

"When did it happen?"

Lu Chen's tone was calm, but the mute mother-in-law felt that the young man was suppressing his anger.

Like the original volcano deep in the starry sky, once it erupts, it will burn the entire sky.

"Just the day before yesterday, after the mountain master killed a marquis, his life span was exhausted and he died in the starry sky. With the help of the power of the Burial God Abyss, the great elder used the forbidden technique to invite the gods to take over. Finally, together with the dragon ancestor, he cooperated with the snow Another strong man emerged from the moon peak, and the artificial immortal god Kama who later joined the battle fought hard against the remaining Marquis Nicoli. Finally, at the cost of the death of all members, they severely injured the Marquis and forced him to retreat. into the abyss.”

The mute grandma narrated that even though she was narrating with spiritual consciousness, her voice had trembling fluctuations.

She is the third oldest person on Wushen Mountain. She regards the mountain master as her sister and Lu Tianhua as her brother. However, people who have been close to her since childhood have all died in the war.

But selfishly, he kept her and let her keep a trace of fire for Wushen Mountain.

But she didn't even do the final work well. Everyone on Zhige Peak died, Xiao Luming couldn't escape, and only some disciples on the edge of the mountain survived.

"Who did it?"

Lu Chen looked at the ruins with a dry voice.

"Marquis Nicolò, when he was seriously injured and leaving, in order to vent his anger, he smashed the Martial God Mountain to pieces with one palm."

The mute Granny said, "Now the Abyss has receded for the time being, because the Burial Stars have been exterminated, and the Marquis has returned to the Abyss to heal his wounds, but they will come back again. They have not yet completed the exploration of the major forbidden areas, and here they are. Something you want.”

She looked at Lu Chen, "Child, it's time for us to leave. You are the last orthodox secret blood warrior. Brother Tianhua hopes that you can continue the bloodline."

"Ouch——"

The little golden dragon flew aside and circled around in an area. The dragon's claws made gestures in the depths, which meant that Lu Ming died at this location. That was its little friend, and it didn't want to run away just like that.

"Um."

Lu Chen nodded lightly.

Looking back at this devastated land, the once prosperous scene seems to be vividly visible.

"Ouch!"

The little golden dragon suddenly shouted in horror. If it had hair, it must be standing on end.

The starry sky turned into a bloody dark red, and the crack like a huge mouth opened, and a large number of origin-blood nobles descended again, and the leader was none other than Marquis Nicolò.

What made the little golden dragon feel even more horrified was that behind the crack, there was a deep and suffocating thought spreading outwards. That thought made Marquis Nicolý stand aside respectfully and look at him. salute.

"It seems a little late, kid, we can't leave."

The mute mother-in-law sighed, she shouldn't hesitate, she should forcefully find a way to take Lu Chen away.

Lu Chen did not bend at all under the pressure in the galaxy. His bones creaked as he stood tall, while the little golden dragon curled up into a ball.

After not seeing each other for several years, the little golden dragon also reached the fourth level of the final realm. This was the result of all the resources of Wushen Mountain. However, it did not feel that it had left the man beside it behind, but was instead pulled away from it.

It turned out that the worries of the powerful secret blood ancestor were unnecessary, and his mother's judgment was correct.

They finally became the most powerful young talent combination under the stars, but the people of their generation who could compete with them were no longer there.

He couldn't wait for the day when his mother expected him to rule the world, because this era was coming to an end, and his young self couldn't do anything, including the young powerful human being he had been following.

They were wrong. They were too young.

Time is like a knife, cutting off the genius of the past and the future of the genius of the present.

"I'm not ready to leave."

Lu Chen said calmly, walking towards the ruins in the area where Zhige Peak was originally located, and towards the crystal-white skeleton.

"Child, what do you want to do?"

The dumb mother-in-law was a little surprised. They were the bones of the Dacheng Mystical Blood Warrior used by the Mountain Lord. It was obvious that Lu Chen and the Mountain Lord could not have a blood relationship. Even if they were, Lu Chen's strength would not be able to rely on much power.

Lu Chen remained silent without replying. He put his hand on the skeleton. His own secret blood continued to pour into it, dyeing the skeleton red in a moment. At the same time, he was also affected by the ancient secret blood. Eroded, his eyes turned red, and many illusions came to him.

He heard the sighs of the ancients, the roars of certain beings before they died in battle, the history of the blood and tears of sinners, and the fleeting familiar figure.

"The abyss of secret blood cannot be peered into, stop now!"

The dumb mother-in-law realized what Lu Chen was doing. It was not the forbidden technique that Xue Baitian had used. It would be better to say that Lu Chen had never learned that kind of forbidden technique at all.

Lu Chen was using his own secret blood to interact with the remains of the ancient secret blood god. He would see many taboo scenes and be led into the abyss of fantasy by the blood of the Dacheng secret blood warrior.

"If you just leave, I'll spit on myself."

Lu Chen's voice trembled. He was enduring the endless illusions of secret blood. His soul was trembling and he was approaching the edge of destruction.

On the vast land, the surviving creatures on the Burial Star walked out. Some stood up straight and glared at the sky, dying under the pressure. Some were prostrate on the ground, but they didn't know what existence they should pray to.

The creatures who originally knelt down and prayed for the forbidden area were filled with tears, "We are already dead, and the world is silent. Are we really so heartless?"

All living beings are in various forms, and there is no strong person in the God Burial Star who can hold up the sky. Both the human race and the demon race are quietly waiting for the end of the era and their final end.

At the ruins of Wushen Mountain, where Zhi Ge Peak is located, Lu Chen's body was red, a large amount of secret blood gushes out, his eyes had lost their own sparkle, and there was only chaotic rage.

Mute Granny knew what kind of ancient method Lu Chen used. It was a method that was more contrary to common sense than the forbidden method used by Xue Baitian. It was originally a forbidden method used by the secret blood pioneers of this era to explore the practice methods of ancient secret blood warriors. .

The secret blood warriors of Wushen Mountain used this forbidden technique to contact the immortal god's body, peer into the abyss of the secret blood, and describe what they saw before going completely crazy and chaotic, and pass it on to future generations. This is the many secrets of Wushen Mountain. The origin of ancient secret combat techniques.

Otherwise, you can probably get the secret medicine from just one corpse.

But none of the secret blood warriors who used that forbidden technique survived, and they all turned into crazy walking zombies, shouting, "It's all wrong, it's all wrong..."

People always want to obtain the secrets hidden in the abyss and obtain ancient treasures by solidifying the abyss.

The mute mother-in-law wanted to step forward and stop Lu Chen. She didn't want the last returnee from Wushen Mountain to become a walking corpse, but thinking that the ending would not change no matter what, she finally just sighed, "Child, when you stare into the abyss , the abyss is also staring at you.”

Lu Chen's eyes were filled with madness and confusion. He did not respond to the mute mother-in-law's words, as if he had completely lost his mind.

"Ouch!"

The little golden dragon came over anxiously, trying to wrap itself around Lu Chen and pull him away, but was knocked away by the strong evil aura and secret blood power on Lu Chen's body.

High in the sky, Marquis Nicolò looked down at the Burial Star. The blood nobles in the inner abyss of the starry sky rushed to all directions and began to plunder this world.

Boundless coercion, accompanied by the will revealed from the cracks in the abyss, swept across the universe and pressed toward the God-Buried Star.

This is a Duke sending a signal to the restricted area on the Burial Planet that He is coming.

If anyone dares to stop him, he can show up.

However, no matter how the creatures on the God Burial Star died under the pressure, how sadly they wailed before death, how they denounced the injustice of heaven, there was no movement in any restricted area.

Heaven is ruthless, but the heart is the most ruthless.

At the ruins of Zhige Peak, Lu Chen was suffering from the erosion of crazy illusions. Even with his resistance to the secret blood, it was so difficult to resist after the secret blood had increased to such an extent.

But as his own secret blood blended with the bones, something happened that shocked the mute granny and the little golden dragon. The originally white bones first turned into blood.

Immediately afterwards, veins began to extend above the bones, and then flesh and blood began to be born, growing continuously, just like the scene when Lu Tianhua used the method of tracing the origin.

But this is not an illusory image, but what is truly presented in front of them. The skeleton of the Dacheng Mystical Blood Warrior who has been dead for countless years has actually been reborn with flesh and blood, as if it is about to revive!

"How is it possible!? What kind of method is this?"

The mute old lady couldn't stop her spiritual thoughts from making noises, and the little golden dragon also had a face full of surprise and opened its mouth wide.

She realized that Lu Chen not only saw the forbidden technique of peering into the abyss of secret blood in the ancient books of Wushen Mountain, he also used other special methods. A faint soul of cause and effect lingered around Lu Chen, connecting with the bones of secret blood. .

At the same time, Lu Chen's chakra bloomed with a blazing purple light, and the huge vitality made the mute mother-in-law's heart tremble.

It is the heart of the Ancient Spirit Clan that provides vitality to the skeleton of the secret blood warrior. It uses the secret blood as a guide to regenerate flesh and blood and activate the power hidden deep in the skeleton.

It was too late, but it was too soon. Along with the bright purple light, Lu Chen's figure seemed to have become illusory. He got close to the skeleton, and finally his secret blood was almost drained, turning into a mummy. The presence.

The Dacheng Secret Blood Skeleton was grown with flesh and blood, and a living body appeared in front of the mute granny and the little golden dragon.

His skin was bronze, his face was resolute, his eyebrows were soft and agile, his height was similar to Lu Chen's, and his muscles were full of lines and perfect. He stood up slowly amid the surging spiritual energy.

When the little golden dragon walked around behind it, he could see the knotted muscles, like a ghost face roaring at all living beings.

Everyone and the dragon were stunned, looking at the remains of the Dacheng Mystic Blood Warrior with disbelief on their faces.

No matter in appearance or body, this Dacheng Mystical Blood Warrior is very similar to Lu Chen. They all believe that he is Lu Chen's father!

But the dumb mother-in-law knew Lu Chen's origins, and there was no way that Lu Chen's father was a powerful secret blood god.

A stream of red-gold light burst out from Lu Chen's body, and together with the purple light group at the wheel sea, rushed into the body of the Dacheng Secret Blood Warrior.

The heart of the Ancient Spirit Clan was integrated into the heart of this body, while the red-gold villain occupied the head.

What Lu Chen wants to do is not just like his master Xue Baitian, who absorbs the source blood power of the Dacheng Mystical Blood Warrior to temporarily increase his own strength. He wants to completely revive this ancient god of Mystic Blood!

After six million years of silence, the long-dormant body stood in the ruins of Zhige Peak. It was obviously so powerful that it made people's hearts tremble, but it did not reveal any pressure, nor did it show any blood.

He seemed to be still in a long sleep, but his flesh and blood had been restored. Within the spiritual tide, his feet were half a foot off the ground, and the strong wind formed a huge vortex above the God Burial Star, swallowing up the spiritual energy and energy in the universe. Sea suck.

Long black and red hair began to grow on his smooth forehead, and he was approaching the perfect physical state of his life.

boom--

boom--

boom--

The dust on the God Burial Star gradually took off, and the stars in the universe trembled with a sound, which was the beating of a strong heart.

The red mist wrapped around the body of the Dacheng Secret Blood Warrior, and Lu Chen's body collapsed and was caught by the little golden dragon.

The mist is getting thicker and thicker, blending into the strong wind, like a red storm whirlpool, surrounding the man, his armor is made of blood, and his throne is made of bones!

Marquis Nicholas, who was about to completely eliminate the remaining insects on the Burial Star, was suddenly stunned. He felt that his body was unable to move, and was locked by the invisible murderous intention rising from the Burial Star, awakening him. The most primal fear.

The mute granny and the little golden dragon had to retreat slowly in the storm of spiritual power, looking at the ancient mysterious blood warrior who was gradually resurrecting in amazement.

Finally, in the center of the red mist, a pair of eyes like hell's lava opened, with violent murderous thoughts.

The man spoke slowly, his voice low, and it spread throughout the nine heavens and ten places.

"I... am the abyss."

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