The rest of the things are not difficult to speculate, a young man who only has the primary cultivation of the Yellow Extreme Realm, if he wants to get rid of the pursuit of the demon clan, it is completely a fool's dream, if it is not for the other party who has not yet made up his mind, the young man in front of him will not be enough even if he has nine lives. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Whether it was fleeing or fighting, the young man had no hope, and he stumbled under this Bodhi tree. A nearby medicine farmer once said that legend has it that a Langjun is buried here. Lang Jun had great skills during his lifetime, and he began to fight in all directions and pacify the war since he was a child. saw that the great cause was accomplished, but at the last moment, he was betrayed by his relatives and died under the Bodhi tree. Although the body is dead, the resentment is too deep, the resentment cannot be dissipated, and the soul wanders between yin and yang, unable to leave. Lang Jun has been waiting for someone with the same grudge to appear in front of him, willing to sacrifice his body to resurrect his soul. If not, those who trespass will die violently, and so will the demons.

"This legend has been passed down by our ancestors for generations, no one knows whether it is true or not, it seems that this rumor is about to be nearly a thousand years old, maybe it is just a terrifying legend that someone did not want outsiders to enter under the Bodhi tree, and deliberately fabricated it." The medicine farmer said disapprehensively at the time.

"It's also possible that the demon clan didn't want to let outsiders set foot in this place, and deliberately spread rumors, after all, they didn't do this once or twice. However, the demon clan did not want to set foot on the small hill where the Bodhi tree was located. Perhaps the Bodhi tree is a thousand-year-old demon who eats trespassers, so Childe should not rashly step into that hill. ”

The world is unpredictable, and the young man was forced to break into the forbidden area of the demon clan and was seriously injured. The young man who knew that his fate was not long before he died made his only wish to the Bodhi tree.

"I am willing to sacrifice my own flesh and blood in exchange for a wish." The young man gasped hard, "In my name, I am on the gold list, so that those who deceive me, oppress me, curse me, and deceive me will not be terrified all day long." “

"Meet my biological mother, whom I have never met, and ask her why she is so desperate for our father and son, and why she is so cruel not to see her son. Does she know that her husband is dead? In her heart, is there still a place for our father and son? “

The boy's cry remained unanswered for a long time, and just as the boy felt more and more tired and weak, a voice echoed around his ears.

"The same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other. Your wishes will be fulfilled by the widow for you, and in spite of all the difficulties, the widow will tell the truth and let the unrighteous taste our wrath. “

The boy closed his eyes, forever. There was a smile on his lips, and he knew that even if he was gone, someone would take his place.

After the ceremony, the young man's closed eyes opened again, and a purple light appeared in his black pupils, and the next moment disappeared without a trace. What caught the boy's eye was a pair of bulging things, the owner of which was a Bodhi woman who had accompanied him for nearly a thousand years, only heard its voice, and did not see it.

"You have known the widow for nearly a thousand years, and today you finally met by your appearance, thank you!"

"Accompanying you is a gesture, not enough to worry about." There was a hint of unbearability in the woman's eyes, but the young man did not notice it.

Rising from the ground, the boy felt a sense of reality that he had not experienced for nearly a thousand years.

"That's what it's like to be alive, and it's really nostalgic for the widows. Since the widow agreed to the young man's wish, in the future, the widow will be Chen Wusheng, and Chen Wusheng will be the widow. He physically inherited the soul of the widow, and the widow received his body and memories. ”

"Now the widow ...... I will not be the eleven lang of the past. After speaking, Chen Wusheng turned to look at the Bodhi tree. There is nothing special on the Bodhi tree, but Chen Wusheng's eyes have an indescribable sadness. "Trouble the girl to take him out."

The green-haired woman understood and waved her hand silently. Suddenly, the tangled vines on the trunk of the Bodhi tree gradually parted, and a tall and majestic remains appeared. The remains were wearing a set of armor, the armor was mainly black, supplemented by red, and the shape was domineering, and you could see at a glance that this thing was extraordinary. This is one of the peerless armors passed down from generation to generation by the royal family of the Dragon Empire, and after the efforts of the past generations, it can be said that it has condensed many precious crystallizations of the empire at that time. It's not so much an armor as a magic weapon, and its subtleties can't be finished in a while. Chen Wusheng was invincible back then, and this armor had an inseparable contribution.

The chest of the armor was pierced by a sharp arrow. Even the erosion of the years could not leave a noticeable erosion on that set of armor. It's more about the "scars" left by the war.

However, these insignificant marks not only did not destroy the overall beauty of the armor, but also added a lot of hideous aura. Soldiers often say that scars are a man's medal, and this can also be used on this set of armor.

Touching this set of armor, Chen Wusheng couldn't help but recall the eventful years. He has just inherited the throne, and it is this armor that he wears to fight in all directions. Chen Wusheng, who is now completely self-cultivating, needs this armor to protect himself.

"It's a pity that I can't put on this armor now, at least I need the cultivation of the Heavenly Extreme Realm. But for me, it is by no means helpless, thinking that I was once the king of a country, and I will be stumped by this difficulty. ”

Biting his thumb, Chen Wusheng used his own blood to write the inscription in the air, and a magical scene appeared, the inscription remained in the air and did not dissipate.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. The terrain is good, and the gentleman carries things with virtue. ”

"Respond with one voice and seek one breath. The water is wet, the fire is dry, the clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger, and each according to its kind. ”

"The metaphysical is the way; The metaphysical is called the instrument; The word "change" is change; Push and do is the way to go. Take all the things from near, and take all things from afar. If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be able to do it for a long time. Heaven and earth are positioned, the mountains are ventilated, the thunder and wind are thin, the water and fire do not shoot each other, the gossip is wrong, the number of the past is smooth, and the one who knows the future is reversed. ”

The last stroke, as the words fell, ended, and those inscriptions carved by blood suddenly shone brightly, like blood, and the light was abnormal. The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, day and night were reversed, lightning and thunder roared, and strong winds were everywhere, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping between heaven and earth, and like a flood bursting the embankment, it was out of control, so that everything could be detected within a radius of hundreds of miles.

"The inscription circuit is complete, wake up, my War Spirit Armorer, our battle is about to begin."

The warrior spirit armor, reborn from the famous generals of the past dynasties, can take the lead, show the peerless generals, and gallop on the battlefield; You can also summon the soul of the soldiers, lead thousands of troops and horses, and shock the Quartet! It is a secret method only found by members of the royal family and large clans. Every battle soul is different, only its invincible soul can be cold in the world. The more powerful the battle spirit is summoned, the more powerful it can be.

And Chen Wusheng is just going to summon himself in his previous life. This is by no means Chen Wusheng's pride, he has never had a defeat in front of him, if it weren't for his beloved sneak attack, the other party would not want to take his life.

The force of the rage disappeared, the sudden wind calmed down, and there was silence all around, and it was completely impossible to see that this was the source of the change in heaven and earth. Suddenly, there was a clanging sound, extremely faint. Then there was an even dull sound, and the armor on the linden tree suddenly raised its head, and a resentful purple light appeared, and then the armor moved as if it had come to life, and forcefully pulled out the arrow in its chest and got up.

The armor warrior who was more than ten feet tall gave a sense of mountain oppression, standing boldly, holding a giant sword that had been broken in half. Seeing the broken sword, Chen Wusheng's heart couldn't help but hurt, and the mood of five-flavor aging was something that outsiders couldn't understand.

The tall battle spirit came to Chen Wusheng's face, knelt down on one knee, and waited to be sent. Looking at his former self, now like a war spirit full of anger, no one can be happy.

"When I regain my cultivation, I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this land, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want these three worlds to understand my intentions, and I want that vicious person to be shattered!"