Douluo Angel of Death

Even though she was surprised at this cognition, Qian Renling nodded, indicating that she was right.

After Wuhun's second awakening, he saw things that ordinary people couldn't see.He checked a lot of information, and finally determined this ability as the talent ability brought by Wuhun's second awakening.

This kind of ability is rare in the spirit master world, almost none.Qian Renling knew it was only after searching through the books in the Wuhun Hall collection.

"Have you ever heard of the gods?" There was a bit of irony on Si Perfect's face. "The fallen gods are not completely dead. Only after the gods and souls are dissipated will the gods fall and disappear completely into the world."

"In other words, before the appearance of the gods, the consciousness of this god still existed in the world, and could perceive everything in the world, but no one could perceive its existence. Only the upper deities could perceive one or two things. In the world, it doesn’t exist anymore."

"Does this god have anything to do with me?" Qian Renling asked suspiciously, thinking that he would not say such nonsense.

Now I say this, I am afraid I want to let him know something.

"Of course it does matter. You are already guessing." Si raised his hand as he said, "I'm just saying this this time to relieve your doubts."

"Have you seen these rays of light clearly? This is the fate of the world. These light spots symbolize a person's life. Some are dim and some are brilliant, depending on their own luck."

With a wave of her hand, the glow of the sky broke in half.Half is still in front of her, and the other half is scattered into light spots, hovering around them.

Large and small, they are irregular spots of light, but they are particularly dazzling in the dark and silent Death Island.

"There is no difference between light and darkness. We were born from the darkness, opened our eyes in the light, and finally inhabited in the darkness. This is the fall of God." In the eyes of Si, there is a look of compassion and compassion, which is a kind of sad sympathy .

"Do you know why I want to save Tang San? Because he can't die, the foundation of this world stems from his huge luck." She stretched out her left hand and grabbed a certain big spot of light. "His light It is enough to illuminate this world, maintain the operation of this world, and get the blessing of this world. You can call him a son of heaven."

"A world can have many gods, but there is only one heavenly way that determines the world's causality and reincarnation. The power of heavenly way is not lost to a creation god, it determines whether the world is strong or not. After the gods' first battle, This world has become deformed." A strange emotion flashed in her black eyes, making Qian Renling unable to see through.

"I stopped him to save you." A few light words successfully made Qian Renling stunned.

He could accept these causes and effects, but his thoughts were too deep, his heart was shaken, and there was a hint of doubt.What is this

"When a world is about to face exhaustion, Tiandao will choose a lucky person to become the son of Tiandao. Load the luck of this world on him, so that he can finally become a god and rewrite the rules of this world. To be precise, this In fact, it was an opportunity for Tiandao to save himself. Tang San is the son of Tiandao chosen by Tiandao. His luck can only be compared to the gods. Others who want to compare with him will be controlled by Tiandao's luck without the gods. In the end, some things that normal people think are unacceptable are done. To sum it up in one sentence, it is that the people betrayed their relatives and left nothing."

At the end of thinking, an angry mood appeared in the black eyes.There was a little red on that perfect face, it was a sullen expression.

"Do you mean my competition with Tang San is destined?" Qian Renling immediately cleared his thoughts and asked her calmly.

The materials of Tang San learned over the years are now connected under Si's words, and Qian Renling feels cold behind her back.

Does Heaven’s self-help require everyone in this world to be buried?No, it was sacrificing one party to strengthen Tang San's power.

The golden eyes were full of anger, and he understood.

If Tang San is the son of Heavenly Dao, then their Wuhun Palace is the villain in the script for Heavenly Dao's self-help.As a villain, he will eventually be killed by the protagonist's family.

Thinking of Tang San's life experience, Qian Renling's face sank completely.One hundred thousand years of Lan Yincao sacrificed to Tang Hao because of his father's persecution.Tang San and Tang Hao hated their family thoroughly, and this hatred is impossible to reconcile.

Their family took the scripts of the villains, and they never died with Tang San, the Son of Heaven.As long as Tang San exists for a day, they will never be at peace.

"It's not destined, but only one of you can live." Si interrupted him, "Heaven chooses the son of the heaven not by his temperament, let alone his character, but his abilities. It thinks This person can let himself complete a self-help, then it's fine. It has nothing to do with this, as long as the world can continue to run. Of course, this method seems to me to be no different from an idiot." Si's tone became colder, she looked down upon Heaven chooses the way of the Son of Heaven.

A paranoid child who doesn't care about anything and only follows his own heart when he grows up to destroy the world.Even though the self-help of this world is completed, a new crisis has also arisen.

All in all, stupid methods have chosen stupid people.Some people think they are geniuses, but in fact their good fortune is destined from the beginning.

"You can give up fighting this destiny, but they will all die. As early as when you met, your destinies were connected."

The implication was that not only Qian Renling could not escape, but even the people in Wuhun Hall where Qian Renling was located could not escape this destiny.

"What am I going to do?" Qian Renling asked back, he was moved by what he thought.He may not care about his own life, but he cares about the lives of others around him.

"Destroy all his opportunities and replace him as the son of luck." Si's eyes were sly, at this moment a lot more agile, less indifferent.

"This is your purpose, think." Qian Renling relaxed his mood, his face gradually improved, "I still have a lot of questions, and now I want to know the answers one by one."

"Did you really give my spirit to me?"

"Haha," Si looked at him like a fool, "Of course I gave it, except me, who can give you this Martial Spirit?"

"I said directly from the beginning, this is a god bestowed martial soul, not a mutant martial soul. The simple god bestowed martial soul is innate at level 20, but I was once the master of the world."

"How can the spirit bestowed by me be comparable to an ordinary god bestowed spirit."

Chapter 213 You don't have much time

"who are you?"

Qian Renling's low voice echoed on the silent shore.

The two of them were clearly reflected on the water.

"I'm a god, didn't I just say it at the beginning?" Si lightly responded, "Death goddess Si, didn't you introduce it to you long ago?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. I am the first god and one of the gods of the great world. I am in charge of all death."

"In my eyes, all beings are equal."

Qian Renling's silent voice without a trace of emotion made Qian Renling think.

The original god?Big Thousand World?

"The Douluo Continent is just the carrier of a world, and there are countless worlds in this world. There are so many worlds, and only a small part of the world needs the Dao of Heaven." Si looked at the doubt in his eyes, "I am the first. Gods are the original gods conceived by the world itself. They are fundamentally different from the current gods. They become gods by virtue of their own abilities and don’t know much about gods. But I am different. I was born as a god. The most noble being among the gods."

"I have no emotions, only coldness. Death fears me, because I am death itself. As long as there is death in the world, then I will be eternal until the end of all worlds. Until one day, I meet him. For others, The Ice God is an indifferent god. As an innate god, he is as unpleasant as me. Even gods are afraid of powerful existence. For those gods, the existence of the Ice God and I is like this. I thought I won't have friends, but he told me that if my sincerity is changed for my sincerity, everything will be there. In fact, even those gods who are weak in nature are afraid of loneliness, let alone us who are eternal?"

Qian Renling didn't interrupt her, because Si was immersed in her past and couldn't extricate herself.

God is the hardest to be emotional.But once it gets emotional, it will be forever.It is even more difficult for them whose lives are far beyond mortals.

"Xuan, naively taught me to feel the emotions in the world, and to have emotions, and no longer a god who only knows killing. It can be said that Xuan is very important to me. Until that day"

Si's pupils were full of anger, "The snow melts, and the gods have fallen."

"The first one among the eternal gods to fall is the Ice God Profound."

Her emotions are too agitated, and her emotions change all around.At the moment, the originally calm lake was waved, and the water was surging.Even the trees not far away changed, they uprooted, and their vitality passed a little bit.

The power of death is changing the ecology of this place little by little.

"After Xuan fell, I killed many gods, and finally slept under this island for countless billions of years, commemorating Xuan's original appearance forever."

Thinking tightly clasped his hands, anger appeared in his calm black eyes.The irrepressible anger seemed to obliterate her sanity.

"Thinking, these are not your fault." Qian Renling listened carefully, "I don't know how to comfort you, I can only say that there will be a glimmer of hope if you wait."

Of course, God cannot exist if he falls.

"My only thought now is revenge. Would you like to be my sword?" Si stared at him, his eyes particularly cold.