Chapter 230: Golden Dragon
"Of course, in this kind of place where the life span is tens of millions of years, I'm not sure if they can still maintain their original intentions, but at least, in my iteration, according to my investigation, although the Abyss of Forsaken has been branded as a betrayer by the world, it is not a bad organization."
The phantom's words continued, the Holy Lord listened quietly, he thought of more details, each iteration would actually bring in some people with high potential, and then enter the path of the iteration into that chessboard for simulation.
However, according to the meaning of this realm master, the growth of the origin of the forsaken abyss requires the strong, which means that the strong is equal to a part of the origin of the forsaken abyss.
Maybe it's the identity of the renunciation from the perspective of the world, in short, if he and Ximu can get a large number of strong people to explode in the Adventures iteration, then there is a high probability that the abyss of abandonment will passively accept his iteration.
"As for the Great Tribulation, I don't know about this, and the Great Tribulation hasn't come before this wisp of consciousness comes in." The phantom looked at the Holy Lord and asked very seriously, "Okay, your question has been answered, time is running out, what is your choice?"
The Holy Lord pondered the pros and cons, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of inheritance and nodded lightly.
And the moment he nodded, the phantom seemed to relax a little, and then, a huge coercion descended, and the entire crystal palace began to tremble.
"Aang~"
A dragon roar that seemed to come from the Ancient Empire exploded in the Holy Lord's ears, and a colorful glow filled everything, filling the Holy Lord's sight.
The huge power exploded in the body of the Holy Lord, and he felt that the entire demon was on fire, the shape of his body was changing, the golden light flickered on his body, and a feeling of not vomiting and unpleasantness filled his heart.
"Roar!"
With the roar of a giant dragon exploded in this crumbling palace, the entire demon of the Holy Lord rose into the sky, golden light pierced the sky, and a five-clawed golden dragon of a scarlet twin children circled upward, and the huge coercion began to sweep the darkness.
"Roar!"
With another loud roar, the surrounding dark space established some connection with the Holy Lord, and the entire Crystal Palace continued to shrink, finally turning into a piece of dragon scales and inlaid into the dragon's chest.
[I have known an old book friend for ten years to recommend to me to chase books, @
This kind of growth in strength is unexpected, after all, it is like someone who has jumped several great realms while cultivating, it is so incredible.
But this is a good thing, Ximu has a lot of things that are afraid of strength problems, and now that the Holy Lord has the power to protect himself at the first level, then many things are more convenient.
After sending some news to the Holy Lord through the dragon scales, Ximu looked at some of the traces he had left in front of the door of an ancient building in front of him, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose, and the show began, ready to retire after success.
Nishiki stretched, and his figure faded into the shadows.
And the moment he disappeared, several people with a strong aura approached the place, and then stepped forward to knock on the door and talk.
Soon after, powerful energy fluctuations erupted directly in the ancient building, and the sound of violent fighting was heard far, far away.
The real murderer who can't be found, as long as there are some clues, these people who are already crazy will catch and ask them, and the strong ones are forced to ask by others, and it is obvious what will happen in the end.
As the chaos expands, small groups in the Forsaken Abyss begin to assemble, a team battle is about to begin, and tension begins to spread.
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Abyss of Forsakenness, Seventh Layer.
The explorer quietly watched the chess pieces in the center of the chessboard, which had turned completely white, and the rustle of the leaves kept the silent courtyard from being completely silent.
A cup of hot tea was bubbling with a mist on the edge of the chessboard, and the enticing aroma of the tea could not pull back the old man's thoughts.
This iteration has already given him too many surprises, the Abyss of Forsaken has a rule of observing the outside iteration, although this time because of the problem of time, he did not observe in advance, but now, some information has been transmitted back to the Abyss of Abandonment.
These news once again made him hesitate to make up his mind so hard, and now the exact time from the iteration change is 8,500 years.
But that realm lord is not yet at his peak, no, even in its infancy!
He doesn't know if this is worth the investment in the Forsaken Abyss, he has already made the wrong investment three times, and the current Abyss of Forsaken can no longer withstand more investment from the source, otherwise the Abyss of Forsaken may disappear forever in the long river of time, and the subsequent iterations will become more and more difficult.
But.... Now that there is hope in front of him, this explorer, who is an extremely old man no matter where he puts it, looks at the chessboard and is silent for a long time. ….
The atmosphere of silence continued, and finally as a person walked in, the silence here was finally broken.
"Don't you care about the above? It's been a bit of a mess lately."
The explorer looked up, and immediately saw a handsome looking man without any breath, as if an ordinary young human had already sat across from him, and took care of himself to pick up the teapot and pour tea.
The explorer came back to his senses, picked up the teacup on the edge of the chessboard and took a sip before sighing: "The current realm lord is too weak, we don't have many opportunities, if we use it here, on the premise of ensuring that it does not disappear, we will have to go through ten iterations to recover."
"Weak? How can the Lord of the Realm be weak? With the blessing of Destiny, there is no weak Realm Lord." The young man shook his head and took a sip of tea, looking like he had reached middle age and saw through everything.
"That.... I'll leave it to you this time?" The explorer hesitated to speak, this is not a good thing in front of him, many iterations have been broken by him before, so the explorer is a little uneasy, afraid that this person will mess around.
"Yes, even if you're worried, I'll allow you to inject the Origin in a hundred years, you can observe these times, and I can also be a guardian outside the iteration without disturbing the operation." The young man nodded, and then said, "But my conditions are the same as before."
The explorer frowned, and after a moment's thought, he said, "It is the creator of the forsaken abyss, and you may die if you disturb its sleep."
"It doesn't matter, I've lived for tens of millions of years, I've lived enough, I need to give myself a goal, that's all." The youth shrugged and continued to pick up the explorer's teapot and pour water.
「.... Alas, that's it, so be it,
This time the road is very special, you just don't bother people." The explorer has no choice but to support his forehead, and he is helpless against the youth.
"Then it's decided, it's still the old rule, I'll go to the deepest part to resist the pressure first, and wait for the last wave of realm lords to work together to let me in." The young man couldn't help but remind.
Although this is the process for every Guardian to go out, everyone who goes out will still confirm with the Explorer in one more way.
"Okay." The explorer nodded, his expression had completely relaxed, with this person coming out, even if he didn't put the origin for the time being, then this iteration would be much better.
The young man had already stood up at this time, and he muttered as he walked out, "What should I choose a name for this time? Satan... Seems to have used, Lucifer.... It seems to have been used too, God .... Well, I've still used it, it's annoying to have a name... Forget about it this time, it's just me, I still can't afford a name, it's a big deal, just choose one of the three, it's all me anyway."
As the murmur faded away, so did the youth.
Only the explorer was left to sit in the small courtyard with a relaxed expression and look up at the sky.
Although the sky in the small courtyard was blocked by the branches of a large blood-colored tree, the explorer had no intention of changing places, and seemed to see what he wanted to see through these branches.
As time passed, a smile flashed in the explorer's eyes, and he didn't know what happy things he saw.
The blood-colored tree growing in this humble courtyard seemed to sense that the explorer was in a good mood, so the action of shaking the branches on its own became more ordinary.
From a distance, it looks like a tree that can jump, which is a little out of place with the old man's temperament.
"Be quiet.—" the explorer said helplessly.
As soon as he spoke, the tree immediately stopped trembling as if it could really understand, and seemed to have recovered from the Jumping Tree to an ordinary blood-colored tree.
The explorer was not disturbed by the tree, nor did he make any other movements, and the already quiet courtyard fell silent again.
A doomed game of chess, a cup of tea, an old man, a tree, gradually freeze frame.
The big orange is called the small orange