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It was as if 502 had been sprinkled in the air, and the atmosphere was completely frozen. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone looked at Zhao Chunliang with wide eyes and disbelief, they really couldn't figure out why such a huge spiritual power could be completely transformed into soul power in an instant.

Isn't it said that it is difficult to become a false god? How is it that for the man in front of him, achieving a false god is as simple as drinking water?

No one knew that Zhao Chunliang looked like he was only thirty years old now, and he had only lived on Earth for thirty years, but he had lived in the dimensional rift for more than ninety thousand years!

For more than 90,000 years, there is no shackles, and Zhao Chunliang can feel and understand with all his heart.

In fact, with Zhao Chunliang's qualifications, it only took him more than three hundred years to achieve a false god in the dimensional crack, and then it took him more than ten thousand years to learn to transform the power of the soul into the power of the spirit.

No one will ever be pained to learn the reversal of the two, because the power of the soul is a higher level of power, as if you have lifted a hundred pounds of barbells, will you still lift a ten pounds of barbells?

However, for Zhao Chunliang, who was in the dimensional crack, the most he had was time, so it took him more than 10,000 years to learn to reverse, and now he was skilled enough to convert the power of the soul into the power of the spirit, and then the power of the spirit into the power of the soul.

Naturally, Zhao Chunliang wants to become a pseudo-god in front of everyone, and it can be done with just one breath.

All this is already proficient for Zhao Chunliang, but for these people now, it is definitely a miracle.

Dracula's mouth was wide open, and blood was running down his mouth, making it look like human drool.

Aladdin couldn't laugh anymore, but looked at Zhao Chunliang with a solemn face.

As for Penglai Ancestor, he looked at Zhao Chunliang like a ghost.

After a long time, Penglai Old Ancestor broke the silence with two dry coughs.

"You, how the hell did you do that? How is it possible to achieve a false god in one step? This has never been done before in history. Penglai Ancestor asked.

"It's not easy." Zhao Chunliang shrugged his shoulders casually and said, "If you want to do it, you can do it." ”

"But, it's not logical!" Penglai Ancestor frowned and said, "No matter what, it doesn't make sense, the transformation of spiritual power into soul power is a difficult and complicated process, how can it be successfully transformed in an instant, are you already a pseudo-god, disguised as an innate being?" But this is not right, I felt your spiritual power just now, it is impossible that you have learned the reversal of spiritual power and soul power? It's impossible, even a well-fed person can't do this kind of thing, this, what's going on? ”

"Don't worry about what's going on, I'm a false god now, can I have this godhead?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"This..."Penglai Ancestor's face was a little embarrassed, he just thought that Zhao Chunliang couldn't become a pseudo-god before, so he said it was high-sounding, and it was impossible to rob it, but now that Zhao Chunliang has become a pseudo-god, he can't really let Zhao Chunliang take the godhead away, hesitated for a moment, he said, "It's true that you are a pseudo-god, but the strength of your soul power is just an ordinary strength, if you want to reach the level of abundance, it is impossible to do it without tens of thousands of years, before that, you are still very safe, so, You can lend me the Godhead first, and when I become a true God and defeat the invading Godtoss, I will return you a Godhead. ”

"You are all the strongest, and you can't talk without words." Zhao Chunliang said with an ugly face, "I said before, as long as I become a pseudo-god, I will give me the godhead, but now I suddenly change my hexagram, is this a slap in your own face?" ”

"Boy, one step to become a pseudo-god, I admit that you did scare me, however, even a pseudo-god has a distinction between superior and inferior, just like me, it is enough to deal with three pseudo-gods alone, my divine power is close to the level of fullness, only when the divine power is close to full, the godhead can play a role, and it is a complete waste for you to use the godhead now!" Dracula said.

"That's right, little brother!" Penglai Ancestor said, "You just became a pseudo-god, and you don't need a godhead, so borrow me first, and before you are full of divine power, I will definitely give you a godhead." ”

"Does it mean that when my soul is full of power, I can take the godhead?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Yes!" Penglai Ancestor nodded, and then suddenly chuckled in his heart, Zhao Chunliang said the same thing before he became a pseudo-god, but he answered yes, and then he became a pseudo-god in an instant, and now he asked again, could it be that there is also a pit waiting for him, right? Could it be that he could instantly fill the power of his soul?

As soon as he thought of this, Penglai Ancestor felt that he must be crazy, one step to achieve a pseudo-god is already amazing enough, if one step is directly full of divine power, then other people in this world will have no life, and God cannot let a person be full of soul power in an instant, because it takes a long time to accumulate, it is not a matter of talent, it is a matter of time.

Apart from himself and Dracula Aladdin, is there anyone else who has lived for more than 90,000 years? No!

"Boy, if you want to make your soul power full, I, Aladdin, will turn around and leave, and no longer participate in the battle for godhead, and at the same time, I will also participate in the big battle in a year!" Aladdin said.

"Little brother, if your divine power can be full, I will also give up my godhead!" Penglai Ancestor said.

"It's absolutely impossible." Dracula shook his head and said, "If he does, I'll screw my head off and kick it as a ball." ”

"That's what you said." Zhao Chunliang's face suddenly showed a smug smile that had succeeded in the conspiracy, and then he saw him put his hands together on his chest, and then took a deep breath.

This breath seemed to inhale the air of the entire heaven and earth into his body, and in the moment he inhaled, the soul power in his body began to grow wildly uncontrollably, and this growth rate had surpassed common sense.

It's just a breath, it's really just a breath of time, the soul power in Zhao Chunliang's body is completely full, and the heavy soul power surrounds Zhao Chunliang, making outsiders look like Zhao Chunliang is in a golden cocoon.

The aura of the scene solidified again.

Penglai Ancestor's dust accidentally fell off his hand and fell towards the ground.

Aladdin spun around and drove away on the flying carpet, disappearing into the air in the blink of an eye, leaving no words behind.

"Who the hell are you?!" Penglai Ancestor looked at Zhao Chunliang with an unprecedentedly solemn face.

"Me? I'm just a small person. Zhao Chunliang said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhao Chunliang, I am the first president of the Earth Federation, and now the place where you are is my territory." ”

"One step to achieve a pseudo-god, and then one breath of soul power is full, unless you are an ancient god, it is absolutely impossible to do this, who are you?" Penglai Ancestor asked.

"I've already explained, I'm the first president of the Earth Federation, I've found several pseudo-gods present before, and reached a consensus on fighting the Protoss together in a year, and now so many people are here, I repeat, after a year, the Earth Federation will do everything in its power to fight against the Protoss, I hope that everyone present can fight for the hundreds of millions of people on this planet, and also for themselves, people from the God Realm can't be peace messengers, even if they are peace messengers, if we don't have enough strength, We can only be subordinate to others, so if we want to be valued by others, we can only unite. This godhead, I can promise everyone present, I won't use it myself, the war in a year will be our calamity, but it is also our opportunity, the gods who came to the earth came with the godhead, if we can kill them, we can plunder their godhead, at that time are you still worried about not having a godhead? Zhao Chunliang asked loudly.

Everyone looked at each other, and at this time, no one stood up to question Zhao Chunliang's qualifications to speak, there has never been anyone in this world who has achieved a pseudo-god in one step, reaching the peak of a pseudo-god in one breath, even in the god realm, there has never been such a person, which not only takes a long time, but also requires incomparable qualifications.

"Brother Zhao." Penglai Ancestor changed his address to Zhao Chunliang and said, "Since you have reached the same level as us, then it is impossible for me to ask you for this godhead, you say that you don't need a godhead, then what do you want this godhead to do?" ”

"Naturally, I have my own uses." Zhao Chunliang said, "Ancestor, after a year, please be able to lead us to fight against the enemy, although I am full of divine power, but my understanding of the Tao is incomparable to yours, you are the third generation of the Protoss bloodline, is the recent existence of the ancient Protoss, with your leadership, I believe everyone will be more confident to defeat the Protoss." ”

"I can only do my best, since I am a person on the earth, I must fight for the earth, I have the responsibility to fight for this war, I just hope that if I get the godhead at that time, I hope to be the first to give it to me, my divine power is growing far faster than I imagined, if this continues, I may not be able to last until a year later, I can only try my best to suppress it during this time." Penglai Ancestor said.

"Yes!" Zhao Chunliang nodded and agreed, although this Penglai Ancestor was a little selfish, but as the bloodline of the third-generation god clan, his influence in the pseudo-gods was unparalleled, as long as he worked hard, the other pseudo-gods would naturally work hard.

"What, second Godhead, I wish I could give it to me." Dracula said, holding his head.

"W-what the hell is this?" Zhao Chunliang looked at Dracula in surprise, Dracula actually pulled his head off and held it in his hand, and the most peculiar thing was that he was not dead, he was still able to speak, and he didn't shed a drop of blood!