The Unusual Number of Douluo

"hateful!"

Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth tightly, and the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder in his body began to burst, blood golden blood fleeing like fright, but was all stopped by the dense thunder.

Gradually, the blood gold gathered together and rushed into Zhao Xuan's sea of ​​knowledge!

An embarrassed figure appeared in Zhao Xuan's Sea of ​​Knowledge. It was the man just now. His appearance was clearer than before, and his entire body was blood golden.

After he rushed into Zhao Xuan's Sea of ​​Knowledge, he frantically smiled without raising his head: "Haha, this body belongs to me!"

"Really?" A cold voice suddenly sounded, making him startled.

He raised his head and looked forward. A young child was standing in front of him, with his hands on his chest, looking at him jokingly.

He looked up at Zhao Xuan, the primordial spirit, and laughed: "The weak soul!"

"Mortal, your body will be mine in the future, and I will take your body into a god."

"There really is a god in this world!" Yuan Shen Zhao Xuan's eyes gleamed.

"Of course, I feel honored!"

The man had a hideous expression and rushed straight towards Zhao Xuan. If he could swallow such a weak soul, then the loss just now would be made up.

The primordial god Zhao Xuan sneered, and suddenly the boundless purple sky divine thunder flashed out.

The man's gaze fell into panic in an instant: "How can there be a robbery in the sea of ​​God!"

"Go ask the Lord Yan yourself!"

Countless purple-gold divine thunders in the divine consciousness space shone, and the man instantly disappeared.

Pieces of blood-gold primordial shards fell into Zhao Xuan's sea of ​​knowledge, and his eyes gradually brightened.

Chapter One Hundred and Seven

Countless primordial shards were absorbed by the sea of ​​consciousness, and scenes of strange pictures flashed through. This is like a documentary, recording everything that happened in a period of time.

Zhao Xuan came back to his senses, opened his eyes, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

The surrounding ruined walls were crumbling, the sea of ​​blood on the ground had been drained, leaving only a pool of dried scarlet blood on the ground.

"Second-level god slander, blood god?"

Looking through the memory of the Blood God like a horse and flower, Zhao Xuan obtained some useful information.

The blood god's memory is not complete, because this is just a ray of his remnant soul, and a lot of information during his lifetime has been lost.

Zhao Xuan learned from the remnants of memory that there was a battle of gods in the ancient times of this continent. The two sides of the battle were Cthulhu and Righteous God, and the Blood God was a god of the Cthulhu.

With the current state of the Blood God, it is not difficult to guess that the Heretic God's side was defeated. Almost all the gods on the Heretic God's side fell in that battle, including the Blood God.

But before he died, a ray of blood god's remnant soul was preserved and descended on the world.

Due to the characteristics of the Blood God God, the remnant soul of the Blood God fell into a deep sleep after falling into the mortal world.

After countless years, more than ten years ago, the former host of the blood god, that is, the obese peasant woman, dug him out of the ground while farming, and the blood god took the opportunity to kill her. Consciousness occupied her body.

And the ninth spirit ring of the blood god just now preserved all his remaining spirit power.

It's a pity that he is just a ray of remnant soul. Before he can become a god and reshape his body again, maintaining the soul requires a lot of soul power. In addition, he has raised the soul power in the peasant woman's body to the level of Title Douluo in order to protect himself. There is not much soul power left to maintain the body.

However, with the help of the remaining power of the ninth spirit ring, he could transform the pure virgin blood into his spirit power.

After checking these memories of the Blood God, Zhao Xuan only felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, as if this hazy world finally revealed its mystery to him.

"So there really are gods in this world!"

Zhao Xuan's eyes are bright, becoming a god!What a tempting word.

However, from the memory of the Blood God, if you want to break through the limits of human beings to achieve the gods, then you must have the inheritance of the gods, and the blood god's gods have already been broken in that battle. Up.

Zhao Xuan's eyes dimmed. If he wants to become a god, he must be recognized by the gods, but where do you find gods in this world?

"Huh? That's not right!" After a moment of silence, Zhao Xuan suddenly woke up.

It seems that he already has some of the characteristics of gods, the most obvious is that he has the soul (primordial spirit), the sea of ​​consciousness (the sea of ​​consciousness), the mind of the gods (the consciousness), and his path is in line with the pure soul of this world. Teachers are different in cultivation, and the method of becoming a god in this world does not necessarily apply to him.

"My body and the Sea of ​​Consciousness have been growing, and it may not be weaker than these gods in the future. And the biggest benefit of becoming a god is that I can break through the ninety-nine level and continue to grow, but I have no such troubles at all!"

After thinking about it, Zhao Xuan felt that his thoughts just now seemed a bit redundant, not to mention that his own situation was incompatible with this world, and his spirit power was only at level 46. It was too early to think about these things.

"His~"

At this time, Zhao Xuan came back to his senses, and then realized that the wound he had just injured, around a dozen blood holes on his chest had been scabs, and the blood had stopped flowing.

However, there is still a strong pain when moving the wound between actions.

The clothes on his body were in tatters and were mixed with thick fishy blood. Zhao Xuan couldn't help frowning, and then took off his clothes. There was no one here anyway, and Zhao Xuan was not ashamed.

After taking off himself into a smooth strip, he methodically took out a set of clean clothes from the storage soul guide and put on it.

The battle was set, Zhao Xuan glanced around, then walked to the empty blood pool in the hall, and looked at the blood pool that was unfathomable and dark.

Divine Sense leaned towards the bottom and touched a thick layer of bones after extending for tens of meters.

Zhao Xuan sighed and sighed, "Heaven's evil can still exist, but you can't live by your own evil!"

After inspecting the broken temple, Zhao Xuan finally did not notice any signs of life, so he turned and left this sinful church.

...

Angkor Thom.

Angkor Thom is a small city state, far less prosperous than Soto City, but as a town, it is not small after all.

After investigating with spiritual sense for a while, Zhao Xuan finally found Hermione's trace.

In a tea shop, Hermione was sitting at a table with a few plates of snacks and a pot of tea in front of her.

She didn't seem to be in a very good mood, she exuded a strange breath, and several young people on the table beside her hesitated for a while, but they didn't have the courage to come forward.

At a certain moment, when Hermione's eyes saw the worried figure on the street in the distance, her face finally showed a happy smile.

Suddenly, the hearts of those young people were broken, and they looked at Zhao Xuan one after another, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes, and their expressions became decadent.

How can someone be so handsome?

"Zhao Xuan, here!" The girl waved her hands happily.