Chapter 974 Resentment Becomes God

  No. 13 has the ability to rot everything, not many people can handle it, especially something as material as a mecha.

Seeing Chu Dong dissipate in the black mist, No. 13 finally showed a smile on her face, while the beauty standing on the shrine was anxious, and her body appeared unnaturally rosy. She jumped down again, desperate , regard death as home.

   But this time there were thirteen other demon gods standing behind Shisan, and Hongyan was stopped directly. Even though she was strong, it was still difficult to break through when the thirteen demon gods blocked the way together.

   Seeing that Chu Dong's mecha was completely shattered, Shisan also moderated his attack a little bit. In fact, he didn't really want Chu Dong to die, at least not now.

  Thirteen smiled and said: "Chu Dong, you are just an ordinary person, and you can't bear the great task of resisting number zero. You seek a stable and peaceful life. This kind of life helps me get them out, and I can let you live.

   Give you what you expect, an ordinary life. "

  The rotten black light continuously washed over Chu Dong's body, and his powerful body was withering. Pieces of flesh and blood rotted, turned into ashes, flew away, and even exposed white bones.

  But Chu Dong didn't seem to feel the pain at all, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were firm and shimmering.

   "Are you worthy?"

The thirteenth face showed anger: "Zero can handle you, so can I. Don't think that if you rescue them, I can't help it. Even though the concept king is strong, he can't last long. You have to let me stand in front of you." Kill them all?"

  Chu Dong took a deep breath, raised his right hand, as if he was feeling something, and then grabbed it violently. It seemed that something in this world was broken, and although there was no sound, everyone could feel it personally.

  A gust of fresh wind came from all directions, Chu Dong's body suddenly had a sense of immortality, and the broken clothes were constantly being reorganized. He was dressed in a pure white robe with a bone-bone fairy air. He was obviously still the same person, but he felt that everything had changed.

  Chu Dong stretched out his hand, and Miss Tao appeared in an instant. It was just an ordinary iron sword. Every time the rotten black light rushed to Chu Dong's side, it would automatically dissipate, as if there was an invisible protective cover around Chu Dong.

   Phew!

  Chu Dong slashed lightly with his sword, and the buzzing sound resounded throughout the world. A white light picked up and cut off the rotten black light, which went against the trend and cut off one of Thirteen's arms, and this time Thirteen's recovery process was obviously slowed down.

  Thirteen stared wide-eyed, and asked in disbelief: "Impossible! How long has it been? Words have not been successful for thousands of years, and you have achieved it in two years? Are you kidding me!"

  Chu Dong withdrew his long sword and pushed his hands outward. The iron sword transformed into fourteen, and the thirteen shot straight into the sky to rescue the beauty. The mighty Thirteen Demon Gods were restrained by an iron sword controlled by divine thoughts.

  Chu Dong shook his head lightly, "Not really, I still couldn't take that last step, but it's enough to deal with you."

  The ninth level of refining gods is the pinnacle of cultivation. Chu Dong has never been weak, but he solidified most of his consciousness and soul into rules to allow people to cultivate immortals, so he seems a bit ordinary.

  Consciousness is transformed into thousands, each strengthened, and finally merged into one, breaking through a certain limit, can reach the state of detachment.

  Language may be pursuing this limit, and No. 0 should have reached it. He deeply understands the power of detachment, so it took a lot of trouble to set a stumbling block for Chu Dong's detachment.

  If it hadn’t been for the time when Chu Dong was banned by No. 0 and the difficulty of transcending increased tenfold, he might have succeeded this time.

  Break the rules, take back all the power, and completely liberate yourself. If it is not necessary, Chu Dong does not want to do this, because from now on, all immortal cultivators will be unable to make progress, and even most of the spells will be invalid.

  An unstable cultivation path will become a rift in their hearts.

Chu Dong held the iron sword in his hand, and with an understated slash, a sword aura several meters wide was aroused. Thirteen fled in embarrassment, and the sword aura flew towards Shendu. A deep gully was left on the street.

  Thirteen glanced at the demon gods who were easily restrained, and shouted: "Impossible! What have you done? I have always banned people from the southern continent from cultivating immortals. You can't be so fast!"

  The iron sword swung repeatedly, and the sword energy struck one after another, forcing Shisan to flee everywhere.

  Chu Dong knew a long time ago that it is impossible for him to go beyond the old path of speech skills just now. He doesn't have a thousand years, or even ten years, so he has to play tricks on the number of immortals and the frequency of using spells.

The God Realm of No. 0 and Fu Mo's great dream technique gave Chu Dong inspiration. Who said that growth must be in reality, and it can also be done in the virtual world. Chu Dong created a similar virtual world very early on, so that people can enter the world after dreaming. Entering cultivation is like playing a game.

  His first batch of users were the 60 million creatures in Yunshang Kingdom, and one night was worth ten days.

Word Art Creation Source Network, so far how many warlocks there are, at most there are hundreds of thousands of people, but Chu Dong is often experienced by tens of millions of people, which is not an order of magnitude at all, so the training of Chu Dong's consciousness is also thousands of people. Double with words.

   Moreover, exercising secretly can confuse outsiders.

   "It turned out that you were the one who made a hindrance. No wonder it is so difficult to promote immortality in the Southern Continent. But you are right, we are, after all, in a competitive relationship."

   "Sword array! Get up!"

Chu Dong pointed at the sky with one finger, and the iron sword split into thousands, covering the sky and covering the earth. Thirteen demon gods could only hold up their defenses, and Thirteen had nowhere to escape from these tens of thousands of iron swords, and was pierced by the sharp sword. Heart.

  However, Thirteen's body is a bit special, almost physically immune. It seems to be seriously injured, but the actual consumption is not great.

Thirteen coughed, he suddenly pressed his chest, and a weak heart beat lightly, but it was this jump that made all the **** corpses sealed in the God Realm explode, even if they were all brainwashed. The genetic suppression force field of their own was sealed, and they also staggered to their feet, howling to the sky.

   Extremely rich and extremely rotten power overflowed from Thirteen's body, and the black gas was extremely rich, slowly spreading outward, and even the space was constantly shattering wherever it passed.

"what!!"

As Thirteen let out a painful cry, the rotten air erupted outward, and the sky-filled sword array festered and shattered in the black air. Miss Tao fled back into Chu Dong's hands, her surface was already pitted and even trembling. it's painful.

  Chu Dong pinched the hilt of the sword, and began to slide down from the hilt with his **** together. Every time he passed, a part of the rotten air would be forced out, and finally Chu Dong forcibly pushed it out.

  At this time, the thirteen people were neither human nor ghost, and their pure black eyes were still overflowing with black smoke, giving them an indescribable sense of evil.

It turned out that Shisan had been restraining himself before this, he was maintaining a state of suspended animation, this suspended animation would reduce the hatred of the original god, just now his heart beat a little bit, just this one brought the before Hundreds of times the power of decay.

   "I, don't want to feel this pain anymore, why, you coward! Why don't you give up the opportunity!"

  At this time, Shisan's voice has also regained its youth, exactly like Chu Dong's. If outsiders don't observe carefully, they may not even be able to tell who is speaking.

Thirteen's hair was disheveled, and his skin was revitalized, but his skin was bluish white, and there was a hole the size of a bowl in his chest, and a black heart was suspended in the gap and beating at an extremely slow speed. San no longer had the ferocity of before, but had a bit more bewitching beauty.

  Perhaps this is what Shisan was like. He just let himself enter that decayed state of suspended animation in order to live more comfortably. It wasn't that he couldn't resist the decay and erosion, but he gave up.

  Thirteen's nails are jet black, and his light yellow robe is slightly opened, just revealing his chest, perfect muscles, full of sculpture, except for the big hole in the mouth of the bowl, which destroys the beauty.

  That position happened to be the original heart's position, and that heart didn't seem to have any connection with his body. Every time it beat, Shisan uncontrollably released part of the rotten power.

  Chu Dong mocked lightly: "You didn't catch the first chance, and now you let someone else give it to you, where in the world is there such a good thing?

  If you lose, you lose, and you want to start over? "

   "You fart!"

Thirteen was so furious that he grabbed Chu Dong's chest with his claws and raised his sword to block it. Chu Dong retreated tens of meters. It is to integrate one's body into a god-level gene.

  The black semi-circular barrier is between Chu Dong and Shisan, obviously Chu Dong is the weaker side.

  At this moment, Shisan's heart beat violently, and Chu Dong was blasted out, like a cannonball, flew out uncontrollably, and finally sank into the ground in an instant.

  Thirteen raised his head abruptly, and went straight to the shrine that protected Hongyan and the others.

  Boom!

A loud noise spread throughout the world. Thirteen seemed to have hit a huge clock. Fortunately, the Conceptual King was quite powerful, and Chu Dong also left and returned. above the neck.

  Thirteen was thrown down dozens of meters by Chu Dong, but finally stopped steadily.

  Chu Dong said in a cold voice: "Don't think that I don't know what your weakness is, you can't bear this level of rot, and you are still trying to isolate the heart to reduce the damage?

   Why don't I help you! "

The immortal energy from Chu Dong's body continued to overflow, and all of it began to flow into Shisan's heart. The black heart grew again and connected to Shisan's body again. Moreover, Chu Dong ordered Zhinao to liberate all the original **** corpses in the God Realm. , and rebroadcast the picture of Thirteen in mid-air.

   Thirteen's pupils constricted, as if seeing something extraordinary.

  With the coming of the next heartbeat, Chu Dong was repelled again, but Shisan also uttered a chilling wail, that kind of painful cry went straight to the soul, and he could feel his pain just by listening.

  Pfft!

  Thirteen actually used his own hand to pull out the heart, his body began to wilt like a deflated ball, and returned to the half-dead state at the beginning.

   Thirteen was short of breath, even trembling.

   "Why, how would you know!"

  Chu Dong smiled slightly, "Isn't that obvious enough? Your cultivation method is obviously the embryonic form of the Incense Ash Shinto, perhaps it should be another more direct Incense Fire Shinto."

   Thirteen calmed down slightly, and the pain made him almost crazy.

Just now Chu Dong also felt the consciousness level of thirteen, and he has also reached the ninth level of refining gods. The intensity of consciousness cannot be improved, but even he can't bear the pain of hatred added to his body. have better performance.

Chu Dong was wondering before, the original gods are so strong, immortal, why did Thirteen kill them in such a stupid way, not only did not seal their bodies to the ice wall, but even let them Know, who killed them.

  The most outrageous thing is, those primitive **** corpses, with IQs like babies, how could they have such a big hatred?

  If you want to have hatred, you must at least understand what hatred is, but how can those IQs hate? There is only one possibility, their creators deliberately strengthened the concept of this aspect, so that their hatred is so strong that even Chu Dong has no brains to attack.

It seems that hatred can also be used as a source of incense, and even hatred is more stable and high-quality than incense. It can be seen from Thirteen's combat performance, but hatred becomes a god, and it has to bear too much. Thirteen even Unable to fight at full strength.

  Chu Dong raised his hand, and a bluish-white flame suddenly appeared, and the blazing heat distorted the space within a radius of 100 meters.

  Chu Dong said with a smile: "Qingtian knows fire, this is an attack spell I specially created for number zero, it can burn even consciousness, I can't kill you, but it can also consume your origin.

  Without a strong consciousness support, those hatreds will make you disappear. "

  Qingtian Zhihuo spread instantly, opened a net to fly to Shisan, and at the same time, all the shrines were running at full capacity, the flames were small but consumed a lot.

  Thirteen wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to escape. The Thirteen Demon God used his body to hide, but was burned by the ordinary flame and couldn't control his body.

  In the end, Thirteen was completely imprisoned by the flames, constantly burning, black smoke, and endless power of decay, but Thirteen did not feel tired or painful.

  Thirteen said disdainfully: "How long can you last this kind of attack relying on strength?"

  Chu Dong smiled slightly, "Longer than you imagined."

  Time passed by minutes and seconds, one hour, two hours, and finally Shisan's face became a little looser, because Chu Dong really shook his foundation, and he began to weaken.

  He roared: "What the **** is this thing! You don't have such power at all!"

  Chu Dong stood outside the flame cage, and asked with a smile: "Why do you think that only we are worthy of researching powerful power, and the natives make you look down on them so much?"

   Thirteen's pupils tightened, and he subconsciously looked at the phantom of the Emperor in the distance.

   "You mean him?"

   "That's right, everyone is human, and without water, they are born strong. The current Yunshang Kingdom can even be said to be a small optical brain. You can't understand how powerful it is."

The optical brain that has researched everything is the uploading of human consciousness. Although the current Yunshang Kingdom has a little less people, it already has a similar prototype. What's more, the Yunshang Kingdom still has such a deep technical reserve, and its research speed even exceeds that of the intelligent brain. .

  (end of this chapter)