After listening to Xuanyuan Jian's words, Zhao Baliang's face changed.

He was tempted to refuse to absorb Fuxi's inheritance.

No one knows better than Zhao Baliang what it means to absorb the inheritance of the third ancient god at this time.

Just absorbing the inheritance of an ancient god, it is already necessary to make a few turns between life and death, Zhao Baliang started from the initial absorption of the first divine soul of the Shennong clan, until the sixth divine soul, every time, it will become more and more dangerous, and in the end, if Zhao Baliang did not devour and absorb the divine soul of the Shennong clan, then, in the end, Zhao Baliang ushered in only the soul of the Shennong clan, and took away!

It was a test, and it was also a chance that Shennong's family left for himself!

The inheritance of the Xuanyuan clan is even more so, it is not a inheritance at all, it is completely a disguised inheritance method!

The inheritance of a single ancient god is already so dangerous, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as nine deaths and one life, and absorbing the inheritance of two ancient gods at the same time, the danger level has increased by more than ten times!

Last time, Zhao Baliang devoured the inheritance of the two great gods of Shennong and Xuanyuan at the same time, and the danger in it was still a little chilling when Zhao Baliang thought about it now!

During the month he was in a coma, Zhao Baliang's soul never relaxed for a moment, every minute, he needed to devour madly and fight with the remnants of the two ancient gods!

In just one month, Zhao Baliang was on the verge of life and death, wandering more than 10 million times!

Now, do you want to absorb the inheritance of the third ancient god?

What chance does he have of surviving?

Zhao Baliang didn't know it himself!

Absorbing the inheritance of an ancient god, the probability of success is only one percent, but that kind of great opportunity, with a success rate of one percent, is also a deep blessing for ordinary people.

You can absorb the inheritance of the two ancient gods, and the probability of success is only less than one percent! Such a danger, for ordinary people, this can no longer be regarded as a blessing, although the harvest is greater, but there is almost no possibility of success!

Last time, if it weren't for Zhao Baliang's shit luck, if it wasn't for the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit who helped a little, if he hadn't had the experience of devouring and absorbing the Shennong's divine soul once, if it weren't for many coincidences and inevitable factors, he would have died a long time ago!

This time, it is necessary to absorb the inheritance of the third ancient god, and the probability of success is definitely only 1 in 10,000!

With such a probability, it is basically a sure loss!

Zhao Baliang is not a madman, let alone a gambler who has lost a red eye.

He didn't want to accept such an outcome.

However, he could not say no.

Because, he knew that what Xuanyuan Jian said was the truth.

Zhao Baliang is different from those ancient gods.

Those ancient gods put their hopes on Zhao Baliang tens of thousands of years later.

However, Zhao Baliang didn't want to put his hopes on others!

This has nothing to do with that so-called prophecy!

He's just not used to relying on others.

If you can do it yourself, do it yourself!

From a few years ago, step by step from a small farmer in Lushui Village, step by step to today's Zhao Baliang, he has never given up hope, that is for the future, but also for himself!

This kind of flame of hope has been burning in Zhao Baliang's heart!

Three hundred years sounds like a long time, but it is too short a time for cultivators.

Some cultivators with ordinary qualifications, in three hundred years, they can't even break through the Golden Pill Stage!

Not to mention a saint, even, a saint emperor?

Even Zhao Baliang, who wants to rely on his own strength to reach the peak, has always been deeply doubting, can he do it?

Zhao Baliang's expression kept changing.

At this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit didn't say anything, the Fuxi inheritance, the bright white bead, was already in the palm of Zhao Baliang's hand.

The method of absorbing Fuxi's inheritance, he has also told Zhao Baliang.

With just a slight movement, this battle for life will begin!

What should be said and what should not be said, Xuanyuan Sword and Sword Spirit have already said it.

The time he spent with Zhao Baliang was not long.

However, in the feeling of the Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit, this young man who was only in his twenties was not easy to see through than his first master, the ancient god Xuanyuan!

I don't know how many times, Xuanyuan Sword Spirit thought that he had seen through Zhao Baliang's thoughts and knew what kind of decisions and moves he was about to make in the next moment.

However, when the real moment came, the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit found that Zhao Baliang would make the exact opposite move!

What was going on in this young man's heart, Xuanyuan Sword Spirit never knew.

He could only say what he had to say, and then quietly waited for Zhao Baliang to make a decision.

It's just that Xuanyuan Sword Spirit's heart is also a little nervous.

Although he is only a sword spirit, he is also a member of this dimensional space, and the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit has been thinking about helping this world and avoiding this earth-shattering disaster!

And now, Zhao Baliang's choice will determine the future direction.

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit's heart was a little apprehensive.

But he could only endure it, without saying a word, quietly waiting for Zhao Baliang's decision, but he didn't dare to interfere with anything.

In the space of knowing the sea, there is silence.

In fact, there will never be a sound here.

It's just that there was originally a soul exchange between Zhao Baliang and Xuanyuan Sword Spirit echoing in this space, but now, everything is calm.

The soul phantoms of Xuanyuan Sword Spirit and Zhao Ba sat opposite each other, neither of them making any movements or communicating at all.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Baliang's soul body suddenly trembled slightly.

Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit widened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the soul phantom of Zhao Baliang in front of him.

The soul phantom raised his head and took a deep look at the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit.

He didn't say anything.

He just closed his eyes slightly.

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit was stunned for a moment, and then immediately turned his attention to Zhao Baliang's body in the real world.

At this moment, Zhao Baliang, the moment his soul closed his eyes, his body opened his eyes.

The eyes hidden in the darkness of this underground hollow, flashing with a gaze that seemed to cut through the darkness, that gaze, seemed to have traveled through tens of thousands of years, saw the overwhelming army of demons that once raged in this world, and also saw the scenes of life and misery in this space, perhaps, three hundred years later, when the demon army reappeared in this space, the scene of the final destruction of this dimensional space!

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit didn't know what Zhao Baliang had seen.

He just knew that in the depths of Zhao Baliang's eyes, there was a deep sense of nostalgia flickering.

His gaze did not look into the depths of this foundation building period space, but turned his face away and looked in the direction behind him.

There, is the direction of the hunting ground space.

It's the direction he's coming from.

In his eyes, there are endless thoughts and attachments.

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit sighed softly.

It seems that he still gave up.

He is still too young to let go of his relatives, friends, and lovers.

He had so much to put down.

Zhao Baliang made such a choice, and the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit did not blame him.

At the beginning, those ancient gods who had lived for tens of thousands of years and cultivated to the earth-shattering were helpless, and even fell one after another because of the disaster, but now, a young man in his twenties wants to become the hope of the whole world!

Such pressure, let alone Zhao Baliang, even if it was the resurrection of the Shennong clan back then, he might not be able to bear it!

If you had a different person, I am afraid that by the time you know about this impending disaster, you will have already collapsed!

Zhao Baliang was able to hold on until now before retreating, and the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit was not surprised at all, because he was ready to see Zhao Baliang's retreat every moment.

He's just a little bit of a pity.

The hope placed on Zhao Baliang has dissipated, so where is the hope of this world?

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit was a little confused.

He looked blankly at Zhao Baliang and slowly raised his arm, and on his palm, there was the bright white bead that was only half the size of a fist.

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit looked at this bead in a daze, unable to say anything.

The next second.

He saw that Zhao Baliang's unfolded palm clenched violently.

The bright white bead in the palm of his hand, accompanied by a clicking sound, shattered, but it did not leave any traces on Zhao Baliang's hand, but at the moment of shattering, it turned into a hazy white mist, and Zhao Baliang's fingers seemed to fall into a ball of cotton, hidden under the white!

The white mist seemed to have been pinched by Zhao Baliang, stirred up, and slowly drifted away, wrapping around Zhao Baliang's arm, lingering.

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit opened his mouth wide and watched Zhao Baliang's movements in amazement.

All this happened so suddenly, that the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit, who had lived for an unknown number of years, couldn't believe his eyes!

He could only open his mouth and mutter, as if talking to himself, "You, you're not ......"

In Zhao Baliang's world of sea knowledge, the soul body that had closed its eyes slowly opened its mouth.

This is unique to Zhao Baliang, the distraction of the real body and the soul body!

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit already knew about Zhao Baliang's ability, but he was not too surprised.

He was just surprised by the content of Zhao Baliang's words.

"You think I'm going to give up?"

"I also understand what you know! I said that I want to live forever with them! This life will never be only 300 years! I want a thousand years, 10,000 years, I want me, and the people around me, to live with heaven and earth, and to be immortal for ten thousand years!"

"And to do that, you need strength! more power! Or the potential to have power in the future!"

"Demons, don't try to stop me!"

"It's only a 1 in 10,000 probability, so what's the fear?"

"I'm Zhao Baliang, five years ago, I had an adventure at the bottom of the river and got the inheritance of the Shennong clan, and in five years, I have made great achievements all over the world, which is my success rate!"

In Zhao Baliang's eyes, a flash of essence suddenly flashed, and the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit who looked at it was all shocked!

"I, Zhao Baliang, have gone from an ordinary person to the present step by step in the past five years, and even in the current era, I have still become a peak cultivator of the seventh layer of the half-building foundation! Every step of the way, I have relied on fighting and blood to lay the most solid foundation! The injuries I have suffered and the blood I have shed are no less than anyone else! This is my second percent success rate!"

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