Chapter 92: The Flowers Have Fallen

This is a dusty memory, but now it has been poured into Guo Chen's brain.

Kill -

After a long time, Guo Chen was still immersed in the monstrous killing sound, that battle was very fierce and terrifying! The people inside, especially the Yuan Emperor, were too powerful, and they could make the heavens and the earth lose their luster and make the mountains and rivers and the earth disappear with a single gesture and a toe, which was far from being comparable to him.

This memory is a long time ago, at least thousands of years old, but it is so real, as if Guo Chen was in it. The young man who became the prime minister cultivated day and night, and he saw every process and method of cultivation in his eyes, and among them, Emperor Yuan's guidance to him benefited Guo Chen a lot.

Thinking back, that young man really looked like himself, not only his dedication to cultivation and relatives and friends, but even his appearance made Guo Chen feel amazingly similar. couldn't help but make Guo Chen groan: "What's going on, that person seems to look similar to me, could it be that we are alone?"

However, Guo Chen quickly denied this idea, he was himself, but he got the memory of the year, and that person looked similar to him. To say that someone else is yourself, or that you are someone else, is simply nonsense, the most stupid idea.

"Could it be reincarnation?" Guo Chen was suddenly taken aback and stayed where he was.

Reincarnation is not impossible, although as a monk you should not believe in these things, because monks are going against the heavens and want to take over the creation of heaven and earth, and do not believe in the destiny of heaven. But to be honest, there are many people who have awakened the memories of their past lives and seem to have a past life, which is undeniable.

Guo Chen felt a chill behind him, and he was afraid for a while. If he is really the reincarnation of that person, isn't his identity in this life very entangled? One is the prime minister of the Yuan Kingdom in the previous life, and the other is a person with the royal blood of the Yan Kingdom, who does the identity of the destroyer and the destroyer listen to?

However, the magic circle of this magic tower allowed Guo Chen to think and prepare, and the cruel and terrifying inheritance began quietly!

It was a rain of arrows, magic arrows with the aura of rolling demons, and they were shooting towards Guo Chen at the speed of chasing stars and moons. Densely packed, like a bunch of bloodthirsty vampire bats, or enraged hornets, trying to put everything in front of them to death, all penetrating.

Guo Chen, who was not mentally prepared, was caught off guard, and before he could even open the Blood Seagod Ring, he was shot by a rain of arrows.

But the rain of arrows surprisingly did not penetrate Guo Chen's body, and when each magic arrow entered Guo Chen's body, it turned into a rich demonic aura full of berserk factors, and integrated into every part of Guo Chen's body.

Thundered!

Guo Chen seemed to have returned to the battlefield of the ancient Yuan Kingdom again, countless soldiers were infected by the monstrous demonic qi and became demons, and frantically radiated the rain of arrows full of demonic energy for their motherland, piercing through those enemies who invaded the motherland, making them lose their hearts and intestines.

Sonorous!

A magic sword fell from the sky and pierced into Guo Chen's skull from the place covered by the heavenly spirit, causing Guo Chen's head to burst. But fortunately, they eventually turned into demonic qi like those magic arrows and integrated into Guo Chen's body, if it weren't for Guo Chen at this time, he might no longer be in the human world, and he would have returned to the west.

On the battlefield, countless sergeants and countless monks were rushing to kill, the galloping of thousands of horses made the battlefield resound with rolling thunder, and the long sword that had collided with the enemy countless times was stained red by hot blood, and it was no longer as bright as it was at the beginning.

The blood-stained swords also seemed to be stained with endless sins or dazzling glory, and the demonic aura infected them little by little, making them turn into the real crimson color, no longer the cold light and beauty of the original, leaving only a blank space and killing.

The battle of splitting the sky penetrated from Guo Chen's back, and the endless flow of demonic qi melted into his spine, making his straight waist full of explosiveness and strong impact.

Whoosh -

On the vast and boundless land, deep ditches calculated in miles are crisscrossing and horizontally, and the devastated mountains and rivers make people feel distressed to look at. The battle has reached a fever pitch, and the strongest Zhan Ge has also been demonized into a demonic weapon by the terrifying demonic qi in the sky, and its power has suddenly increased greatly, and it can cut mountains and rivers, and smash heaven and earth.

At this time, Guo Chen's entire body was also filled with the crazy influx of demonic energy, and the originally thin torso was swelled up with sexy muscles at this moment;

At this time, Guo Chen's whole body was already full of unprecedented explosive power, which Guo Chen himself had never expected, and his previous injuries were quickly recovered at this moment. The bad news was that his eyes were starting to get bloodshot, and an inexplicable sense of hatred and anger came over him, trying to blind him.

"Do you want me to be enchanted? No way!" Guo Chen roared angrily, and his voice echoed in the magic tower, and soon it spread outside, and was heard by the fat man and the little nine-tails.

Outside the tower, Wu De's fat man and the little nine-tails were also worried, especially the little nine-tails, it was a little uneasy in its heart, and its body was trembling unnaturally, as if it was afraid of losing something.

"Don't worry, I believe that Guo Chen will pass this inheritance. The fat man is much calmer than Xiao Jiuwei, he has an inexplicable confidence in Guo Chen, and he doesn't know where he is, in short, he thinks that Guo Chen can pass this test.

"Ahh

There was a crazy scream from inside the tower, because at this time, Guo Chen's battle with the Demon Weapon Inheritance had entered a white-hot stage. In the Demon Tower, I don't know when it appeared, they sat around Guo Chen one after another, as if they wanted to recite the most noble to Guo Chen, and the complicated and incomprehensible Demon Sutra was recited wildly, pouring into Guo Chen's fierce and surging brain.

The Demon Sutra seemed to demonize Guo Chen, to make him fall into demons and fall into boundless killing. They made Guo Chen see one terrifying battle picture after another, and the endless demon soldiers lost their will to frantically kill those enemies who invaded the motherland, and let the enemy's blood spill all over the battlefield.

Countless magic flags fluttered in the center of Guo Chen's brain, as if they were a symbol of the demon army that was going to conquer the world, and gradually occupied Guo Chen, who was alone.

* Killing made Guo Chen lost, but Guo Chen's will was still constantly resisting, he didn't want to be a demon, he didn't want to be one of those walking dead, he had to go back to see his parents, his relatives and friends, and those who were waiting for him!

In that demonic world, a man holding the imperial seal in his hand was full of anger and determination, the imperial seal in his hand was eroded little by little by the demonic energy he mobilized, he turned his back to the majestic and magnificent imperial city, and turned his back to the common people, he fell into the devil!

He grabbed a magic flag beside him, sacrificed it to protect himself with the magic seal in his hand, and grabbed the demonic magic spear with the other hand, looking at the middle-aged man who was nailed to the stone wall and dying, and once again looked coldly at the dark front, facing the enemy who was far from being able to resist!

"What if you are a madman, you will die on the blood-stained battlefield. The people's hearts are panicked, the world is difficult, and the prime minister leaves a thousand years of hatred!"

These were the last words of the young man before he died, the magic flag in his hand fluttered, exuding a trace of sadness, and the evil aura of the magic spear surged, releasing bursts of anger.

As soon as the magic spear came out, blood splattered, and the flowers fell.

It was surprising that the peak, which had a tree full of small white flowers, still stood on the devastated ground, undestroyed.

The little white flowers, which were originally in full bloom, withered in an instant, and their petals fell silently on the pool of blood on the ground, so they were dyed bloody.

At the same time, outside the Demon City, an ancient tree protruded from beyond the sturdy mountain peak for no apparent reason. It rejuvenated and grew very quickly, and at once it regained its spirits, covered with leaves, and gradually grew white buds, and then bloomed again