Dawn Chapter 36: The End.

"Wait a minute, 100 billion streams, don't leave yet, come with me. Just as Billions of Streams was about to return to the Dark Empire with everyone, the Underworld suddenly stopped him.

In this way, he dragged the hundred billion stream back to the Southern Wasteland, to the base of the Northern Helllord led by the Hades.

Until now, Billions of Streams were still deeply puzzled about the identity of the Demon God Order, and he casually found a place to sit down, and was about to ask for an understanding.

It wasn't his first time here, the two of them used to come here for a drink.

Because of the different atmosphere between this place and the Seven Sins Demon Temple, the residence of the underworld is the best among the seven of them, and hundreds of billions of streams can often be eaten here, mixed with wine and meat.

And Ming also likes to chat and drink with hundreds of billions of streams, so the relationship between the two is relatively good.

"Hell, what the hell is going on? And who is that person? Is the Great Elder's brain broken, what is she thinking?"

"You wait a minute, it'll be fine, and I'll tell you when I find that thing. "The man crouching there rummaging through the cabinets seemed to be looking for something important.

Just when Billions of Streams wanted to get up and go to see what was going on, Ming suddenly stood up and took a deep breath: "I found it!"

Billions of people got up and walked over, and found that the hand of the dead was holding a book, which was an ancient book that looked very shabby.

"What is this, how much are you hiding from me?" asked the billionaire.

"Well, this is the secret method of resurrection, but I have given it a new name, Summoning the Demon God. He smiled mysteriously and looked at the secret resurrection method in his hand called the Demon Summoning God.

"Oh, is this what the Great Elder wants?"

"Our Seven Sins Demon God also belongs to cultivators, and the so-called cultivators are not only cultivating natural vitality, but also improving their physical strength and physical strength.

And the so-called death is the exhaustion of one's own vitality and the transformation of the body into decay. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say!" asked Billions of Streams impatiently.

Ming rolled his eyes at the billions of streams, signaling him not to interrupt others anymore: "The vitality and body are all from the birth of each person, you can use the vitality as memory and cultivation, and the body is naturally needless to say." ”

"Is that the secret technique of resurrection to recover the memory cultivation of the representative of the Yuan Qi, and to reshape the appearance and body?" In the end, out of curiosity, the billions of streams interrupted and asked.

"Theoretically, that's the case, it's just that I was able to shape Qianling'er's body before, but I couldn't recall her vitality and memories. ”

"Is there a body without memory?" Billions of streams suddenly pinched Ming's neck: "What kind of body without memory, why are you talking about so literary and artistic, isn't it just an inflatable doll?"

Shen nodded, and then said, "What? After years of research, I have successfully discovered that after death, the so-called memories will follow the Yuan Qi to the Necromantic Land by the messengers of the Necromantic Land. ”

The Immortal opened, and the first page of the Table of Contents of the Resurrection Secret Technique analyzed the 100 billion streams: "What is recorded above is a method used to control the vitality in your body well, so that you can better use your vitality, so as to enter the land of the dead and come back, can you understand what I say?"

Billions of people nodded, indicating that they had understood: "But what does this matter to me? You don't want to use this secret technique on Qian Ling'er, do you? And you just said that you have no memory of Qian Ling'er, what did you beast do to her body?"

"Okay, here's the problem, the key point of the resurrection secret technique is to let the master of the land of the dead, the demon god order bring out the memory of Qian Ling'er. ”

"Well, why do you want to do this too much, didn't the Apocalypse God already admit that he would bring Qian Ling'er back?"

"Can you believe that? The gods of the Apocalypse don't have that ability. ”

Billions of streams suddenly interrupted: "Forget it, let's not talk about it, who is that Demon God Order?" The Great Elder seems to be very polite to him, and where is the land of the necromancy?"

"In any world, in any story, there will be messengers such as the Grim Reaper and Hades, and the Demon God Order is the ruler of this organization. ”

"As long as I pass through him, will I be able to meet Qianling'er?" asked Qianliuliu curiously.

"That's right. ”

After getting an accurate answer, the hundred billion stream rushed out.

Just a few seconds after the hundred billion stream left, a black shadow appeared beside the underworld, gradually turning into a human form.

The black shadow, who had not yet fully transformed into a human form, said to the dark man full of complaints: "Old fellow, why do you want to stay here, and stay for decades, what should we do with our brothers?"

"For, a promise, a promise between men and men. Ming looked at the black figure with a firm gaze, and the coercion was quietly released, so that the man in black did not dare to look at him.

The man in black turned his face and continued, he was in no mood to care about his promise, he only knew that if he stayed here any longer, he was afraid that it would be over.

"However, you can't ignore our tens of thousands of brothers, it doesn't matter if you don't go for a year or two, the other forces think you're in retreat, and they haven't been in retreat for four or five years, and now it's been seven or eight years, and those old guys of the Celestial God Clan think you're dead.

Now that they have all started to put pressure on us, they are no match for those old fellows of the Celestial God Clan, if you don't go back, we will really be finished!"

The man in black finished speaking in one breath and looked at the underworld, the latter had no expression on his face, after all, it was created by him single-handedly, and it was ruined, it was impossible for him not to be heartbroken, but a promise made it impossible for him to leave the Dark Empire.

"After a while, when I fulfill this promise, I will go back. ”

The Black Shadow also knows the temper of the Underworld, and since he promised this promise to others, even if he dies, he will do everything in his power to make it fulfilled

"Well, we really can't hold out for long, you try to be as fast as you can. "The black shadow has no choice but to go back and find a way.

"Xi, wait a minute, go back and tell the brothers, before I go back, put pressure on the Celestial Clan to take back the invaders here. "There is no other way but to make a decision.

"You, you're mad at me, do your best!" replied to the dark shadow tide, and the color of his body slowly faded as he did when he came, until it disappeared.

"Alas, what should come will still come, I hope you get out of here quickly, otherwise I won't be able to protect you!" stood there silently looking at the sky

Hundreds of billions of streams flew all the way to the sword, and soon saw the Yajia Imperial City, at the gate of the Seven Sins Demon Temple, there was a vague figure looking forward to it, and he didn't have to think about it to know that this was Luoxi.

"Hey, Brother Qian, do you know ,,,, my mission this time" Luo Xi just shouted, and the whole face of the hundred billion stream turned black, and for the next whole hour, he was listening to her say that he had made great achievements.

In the end, Billions of Streams got impatient, turned around, and said to Luo Xi, who had been following behind: "Hehe, you are so powerful, have you seen the Great Elder with a teenager." ”

"Great Elder? Young man? Oh. Luo Xi was just about to say something, but was interrupted by the flow of 100 billion.

"Forget it, I'd better find it myself. Billions of people answered, and they prepared to leave.

Ke Luoxi still followed behind him, gushing about the great achievements she had done, and telling hundreds of billions of people one after another.

The heart of comparison is not allowed.

"Okay, Luoxi, you know what? "As a senior, 100 billion streams have been educating Luoxi all the time.

Luo Xi nodded repeatedly: "Really?"

"Well, of course it's true, Luo Xi, you sit here for a while, and I'll go buy you an orange. ”

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, before you came, the Great Elder sent you a wooden box that I don't know what was inside, I didn't open it, you can take a look. Luo Xi said as he took out a wooden box from his arms.

After speaking, Luo Xi shook his double ponytail, stood in place, and took it after a glance.

This is a Rong wooden box, and there are patterns engraved on it, which is a very delicate wooden box.

Without thinking too much, he opened the box, which contained only a letter, and the general content on it basically recorded all the encounters of hundreds of billions of streams.

It's just that at the bottom it says: You are not from this world, and what is about to happen here has nothing to do with you.

I'm sorry for Ling'er's matter, but people can't be resurrected after death, and I ask for condolences and change, and this time I have to use you to resurrect the ancient demon gods.

Now that our Dark Empire is here, we will fight against the Supreme Heaven, and the Dawn Continent is about to become a battlefield.

You'd better go back to your own world.

One-on-oneone-one, Great Elder.

Suddenly, there was a snapping sound, and Luo Xi looked back, only to see that the 100 billion stream that was going to buy oranges for her had now disappeared.

And in the twenty-first century, in the wee hours of the morning.

Lying on the hospital bed covered with white sheets, Billions of Streams reluctantly opened their eyes, turning their dark eyes to check their surroundings.

What catches your eye is a richly decorated room, with a soft carpet on the floor and a meticulously crafted furniture that looks expensive.

On one of the Suzuki square tables, there is a cyan vase with a purple flower in it.

Suddenly, a breeze blew in from the half-open window, shaking the pure white gauze curtains, gently shaking a bunch of purple flowers, and the air was immediately filled with the faint smell of disinfectant water, which gave him a sense of peace.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked out the window with a hint of curiosity in the calm of his face.

But after a breath, he closed his eyes again and began to recall his memories in the Dawn Continent.