Chapter: 1700
Is it because the pattern of the world has changed drastically, and the ancient kingdom of Xia is no longer the overlord of the five kingdoms?
No, I don't think that's what the crazy old man meant.
After this war, everything in the world will change, and the reason why the mad old man really gave back the power of blood to the Lord, I'm afraid it's still an ancient drama!
The crazy old man has lived for so long, and he obviously has predictions about the trend of the world. Heaven takes his life, which is much more terrifying than the catastrophe of humans and beasts.
Of course, it can't be said that it has nothing to do with the destruction of Xia Guguo. The appearance of the crazy old man is more or less related to me destroying Chen Tianyun and breaking Xiadu.
But these are only leads.
At this point, I fully understand why the ancient monk did not let me kill Chen Tianyun.
Whether it is killing Chen Tianyun or forcing his soul to leave the body of the master, the mad old man will reappear, and he will return the power of the blood to the master, so that the master can be resurrected.
The ancient monk is a person who divides the master into three parts. How can he see the resurrection of the master?
As for why the ancient monk did not kill the mad old man, so that the power of the blood of the Lord would completely disappear, it is not difficult to guess, the mad old man is actually not strong, and all his power comes from the realm of the dragon. With the power of the master, he himself could not threaten the ancient monk, and the ancient monk had no reason to kill him.
Ten thousand years later, the ancient monk is the most typical hypocrite. Before he does anything, he always has to find a reason for himself, a high-sounding reason.
At this time, I remembered another thing, about myself.
I asked the crazy old man out loud, "Why did you say I would die?"
Before, when he was still showing madness, he said that if I don't leave here, I will die. I still don't understand how I will die, whether I can't resist Chen Tianyun, die in Chen Tianyun's hands, or die in In the hands of ancient monks, or died in the hands of ancient operas?
The crazy old man smiled and replied to me: "When the Lord is resurrected, it will be your death!"
"What?" I was taken aback.
The crazy old man continued: "There can't be two masters in this world! He is the master, and you are the master! You are not from this world! The master of our world is stronger, and your luck can't compete with him! "
I froze in place.
It is still unknown if I am a human master, but in the depths of my soul, there is indeed a human master.
It can be said that my three religions have always been my biggest secret. In addition to Jin Chanzi and Yin Lord, there is also a terrifying existence holding a picture of the emperor's mountain, river, society and Ji.
If nothing else, the master the crazy old man is referring to at the moment is him!
The crazy old man continued to laugh.
At this moment, his body began to gradually turn into nothingness.
Starting from his feet, like a countdown to his life, little by little, it turned into a powder and began to dissipate.
The power of the human master in the dragon-turning realm is the source that has supported him to live for thousands of years. Now, these human masters have been transformed into the power of blood and returned to the human master, and his life has also come to an end.
And with the disappearance of his body, the pattern of the purple gas coiled dragon in my soul also began to disappear.
This thing should be the mark planted on me by the mad old man, a mark that can determine my position at any time and detect my state.
Now that his power has disappeared, his life has come to an end, and this pattern has naturally begun to disappear.
But just when he was about to completely perish in this world, the mad old man left his last words.
"Preserving the bloodline of the Lord is my only mission. I have handed the bloodline back to the Lord. Whether he can be resurrected in the end is up to you. You can choose not to hand over your soul and fight against the general trend alone. You can also choose Returning the soul to this body bears the possibility of being deprived of luck."
After the last sentence, the mad old man completely disappeared.
With most of the blood of the human master, and controlling the existence of the dragon transformation master for thousands of years, this crazy old man who was nameless from beginning to end, completely died in the palace of Xiadu.
In the Xiadu Palace, where the splendor and the dilapidation coexisted, there were only me standing and the body of the sitting master.
Or to put it another way, the lord of ten thousand years later, and the lord of ten thousand years ago...
Although the crazy old man left, he left me with this big problem.
Resurrection of the Lord?
Or just ignore it and let the master of this long-term era continue to sleep?
If the crazy old man just now didn't say that last sentence, and he forced me to resurrect the human master, I might refuse, or if he didn't tell me that the two human masters could not coexist, he directly asked me to resurrect the human master, and I might In a daze, he released the soul in the green beads and resurrected the master.
But he just said the last sentence, and gave me the right to choose, leaving me in a situation where I couldn't make a choice for a while.
But soon, I suddenly smiled slightly.
Resurrection of the Lord?
resurrection! Of course resurrection!
Heaven wants to kill, I can't just rely on me! The human master in front of him is the supreme master of the human race in this world. He has the right and the obligation to lead the world to resist the sky!
If I don't bring him back to life, what is the difference between me and that virtuous ancient monk?
In addition, I thought of the power of the two previous emperors. Maybe I can find some information about the mountains and rivers from this master.
As for the inability of the two masters to coexist...
At this moment, my mind is filled with confidence, how does the crazy old man know that my luck can't compete with the master in front of him? Not that he can't compete with me?
The people in my body are powerful, and he holds the emperor mountain, river, society and Jitu, standing proudly above thousands of living beings, and is not inferior to the masters of this world! JrNovels.com
No, I don't think that's what the crazy old man meant.
After this war, everything in the world will change, and the reason why the mad old man really gave back the power of blood to the Lord, I'm afraid it's still an ancient drama!
The crazy old man has lived for so long, and he obviously has predictions about the trend of the world. Heaven takes his life, which is much more terrifying than the catastrophe of humans and beasts.
Of course, it can't be said that it has nothing to do with the destruction of Xia Guguo. The appearance of the crazy old man is more or less related to me destroying Chen Tianyun and breaking Xiadu.
But these are only leads.
At this point, I fully understand why the ancient monk did not let me kill Chen Tianyun.
Whether it is killing Chen Tianyun or forcing his soul to leave the body of the master, the mad old man will reappear, and he will return the power of the blood to the master, so that the master can be resurrected.
The ancient monk is a person who divides the master into three parts. How can he see the resurrection of the master?
As for why the ancient monk did not kill the mad old man, so that the power of the blood of the Lord would completely disappear, it is not difficult to guess, the mad old man is actually not strong, and all his power comes from the realm of the dragon. With the power of the master, he himself could not threaten the ancient monk, and the ancient monk had no reason to kill him.
Ten thousand years later, the ancient monk is the most typical hypocrite. Before he does anything, he always has to find a reason for himself, a high-sounding reason.
At this time, I remembered another thing, about myself.
I asked the crazy old man out loud, "Why did you say I would die?"
Before, when he was still showing madness, he said that if I don't leave here, I will die. I still don't understand how I will die, whether I can't resist Chen Tianyun, die in Chen Tianyun's hands, or die in In the hands of ancient monks, or died in the hands of ancient operas?
The crazy old man smiled and replied to me: "When the Lord is resurrected, it will be your death!"
"What?" I was taken aback.
The crazy old man continued: "There can't be two masters in this world! He is the master, and you are the master! You are not from this world! The master of our world is stronger, and your luck can't compete with him! "
I froze in place.
It is still unknown if I am a human master, but in the depths of my soul, there is indeed a human master.
It can be said that my three religions have always been my biggest secret. In addition to Jin Chanzi and Yin Lord, there is also a terrifying existence holding a picture of the emperor's mountain, river, society and Ji.
If nothing else, the master the crazy old man is referring to at the moment is him!
The crazy old man continued to laugh.
At this moment, his body began to gradually turn into nothingness.
Starting from his feet, like a countdown to his life, little by little, it turned into a powder and began to dissipate.
The power of the human master in the dragon-turning realm is the source that has supported him to live for thousands of years. Now, these human masters have been transformed into the power of blood and returned to the human master, and his life has also come to an end.
And with the disappearance of his body, the pattern of the purple gas coiled dragon in my soul also began to disappear.
This thing should be the mark planted on me by the mad old man, a mark that can determine my position at any time and detect my state.
Now that his power has disappeared, his life has come to an end, and this pattern has naturally begun to disappear.
But just when he was about to completely perish in this world, the mad old man left his last words.
"Preserving the bloodline of the Lord is my only mission. I have handed the bloodline back to the Lord. Whether he can be resurrected in the end is up to you. You can choose not to hand over your soul and fight against the general trend alone. You can also choose Returning the soul to this body bears the possibility of being deprived of luck."
After the last sentence, the mad old man completely disappeared.
With most of the blood of the human master, and controlling the existence of the dragon transformation master for thousands of years, this crazy old man who was nameless from beginning to end, completely died in the palace of Xiadu.
In the Xiadu Palace, where the splendor and the dilapidation coexisted, there were only me standing and the body of the sitting master.
Or to put it another way, the lord of ten thousand years later, and the lord of ten thousand years ago...
Although the crazy old man left, he left me with this big problem.
Resurrection of the Lord?
Or just ignore it and let the master of this long-term era continue to sleep?
If the crazy old man just now didn't say that last sentence, and he forced me to resurrect the human master, I might refuse, or if he didn't tell me that the two human masters could not coexist, he directly asked me to resurrect the human master, and I might In a daze, he released the soul in the green beads and resurrected the master.
But he just said the last sentence, and gave me the right to choose, leaving me in a situation where I couldn't make a choice for a while.
But soon, I suddenly smiled slightly.
Resurrection of the Lord?
resurrection! Of course resurrection!
Heaven wants to kill, I can't just rely on me! The human master in front of him is the supreme master of the human race in this world. He has the right and the obligation to lead the world to resist the sky!
If I don't bring him back to life, what is the difference between me and that virtuous ancient monk?
In addition, I thought of the power of the two previous emperors. Maybe I can find some information about the mountains and rivers from this master.
As for the inability of the two masters to coexist...
At this moment, my mind is filled with confidence, how does the crazy old man know that my luck can't compete with the master in front of him? Not that he can't compete with me?
The people in my body are powerful, and he holds the emperor mountain, river, society and Jitu, standing proudly above thousands of living beings, and is not inferior to the masters of this world! JrNovels.com
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