Chapter 212 The Power of Death
Looking at Yang Ping'an's slightly ferocious expression, the Strange King seemed to have remembered many things in the past, and seemed to have an unprecedented feeling.
After an unknown amount of time, the Weird King slowly spoke: "Boy, let me ask you a question. If your answer satisfies me, maybe I will give you a way out. Otherwise, you will stay forever. Here."
Yang Pingan bowed and saluted: "Senior, I can answer whatever I know, and I will definitely follow my heart."
The strange king nodded: " Based on your knowledge, I am afraid that you also have a certain understanding of the God Realm. When the Dragon God was born and established the God Realm, do you know that due to problems with his cultivation, the Dragon God became cruel and unkind, and the God Realm also erupted into the worst war in history? The largest war. In this war, countless gods fell, and even many god-king masters fell. As a result, the divine world began to decline. What would you do if you were a member of the Dragon Clan? "
At this moment, Yang Ping'an felt strange when he heard this question. From the attitude of the God of Death, he should be regarded as the senior of the God of Shura, and his original strength was probably even higher than that of the God of Shura.
But on the other hand, as a fallen person, did he have any unresolved issues in his heart, or did he have any obsessions in his heart, otherwise he would not be what he is now.
Yang Ping'an thought for a while before speaking with determination: "Senior, if I were a dragon, I would fight to the end. I don't care about the overall situation, let alone war or harm. I just I know that as a dragon, the Dragon God is our relative, and I will not hesitate to avenge my relatives."
The Weird King asked again: "But have you ever thought about whether your enemies or others will do it? Maybe it's stronger than you think."
Yang Ping'an shook his head: "There is no such thing as strong or not. The so-called strong is only relative. If you are not as good as your enemy now, you can work hard to cultivate and find it. By chance, I will eventually become stronger than my enemy, and I will eventually take revenge. I will definitely continue on the path I have chosen, even if it is doomed."
The Weird King looked at Yang Ping'an at this moment, and there seemed to be an inexplicable light in his eyes. Finally, he slowly said: "Boy, you may be right. I looked at your past carefully. Your talent at the beginning should not be strong. It can even be said that Very bad. Perhaps it is precisely because of your thinking that you let me Your talent and strength have reached this level."
"That's all, since it's all about this, I'll give you a chance. As long as you can meet my requirements, maybe you still have a little bit left. The possibility of inheriting the throne of the God of Death.”
This Yang. Ping An was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, Senior God of Death. I will work hard to practice and I will definitely inherit your throne in the future."
The Weird King just laughed at himself: "I am no longer a God of Death, I just left a legacy when I was alive. It’s just the next trace of spiritual thought. As for what you said I am just giving you a chance to inherit the throne of God. Whether you can do it in the future or whether it can be completed depends on your own destiny."
"Boy, do you know anything. Is it the God of Death? What is the God of Death?”
Yang Ping'an's face was stagnant. There was no description of the original work on the God of Death, and there was nothing to learn from. However, he thought carefully for a while before speaking: "Senior, the so-called God of Death should control all life and death in the world, or control the reincarnation of the world. Instead of controlling the reincarnation of the world, he said Call it the God of Death, or rather the God of Hades.”
The Strange King nodded: "Your opinion is somewhat interesting. The God of Death does control life and death in the world, but what is different from all the gods is that the God of Death is actually the only one who controls the breath of the God of Death."
As the words fell, a black sky filled the sky. The energy filled the entire space, and all the soul power in Yang Pingan's body seemed to be unstoppable. I felt a tremor in my body and soul.
The Strange King continued to speak: "This is the breath of death, which is only emitted after death. This kind of breath is one of the most powerful forces in the world, but it is more harmful than Shura's divine power. Big, as long as a person's mind is slightly weak, he will be infected by the death energy and eventually become a puppet that can only kill."
"You should encounter many black creatures in the Death Canyon, guess what. Guess what they are?”
At this moment, Yang Ping'an felt a turmoil in his heart. He killed many weirdos outside, but he never thought about how these weirdos were formed. He just thought they were God's puppets.
However, when Yang Ping'an thought of the Killing City, he seemed to become a little enlightened: "Senior, are those black creatures outside the people who died here before? Or maybe they are the souls of the people who died here?"
The Weird King couldn't help but laugh: "Boy, you are quite knowledgeable. The weird things outside have indeed entered here. Ordinary people, after their souls are infected by the energy of death, will never be allowed to enter reincarnation, and they will have to wander in this death canyon for the rest of their lives and serve as my slaves for the rest of their lives."
At this moment, Yang Ping'an began to understand why only. Weirdness only exists in Death Canyon. Once you enter the Death Forest or here, there will no longer be any weirdness. It is probably absorbed by the King of Weirdness. The strange king's voice became extremely dull at this moment: "Since you want to inherit the throne of the God of Death, you need to show your own willpower. In the next three months, if you stay in this underground palace, if you are not invaded by the energy of death, Ran, maybe I will give you a chance.”
"During this process, you are not allowed to use the shura divine power in your body. It will also be extremely painful. I hope you can bear it."
As the Weird King finished speaking, the huge figure of the Weird King disappeared directly. Instead, the entire underground palace seemed to be filled with a black aura, making people feel like they were falling into an abyss.
Especially at this moment, Yang Ping'an actually felt that the realm of the God of Death in himself was restricted. It was a bit incredible. You must know that the realm of the God of Death comes from the God of Shura. There should be no way to restrain it in this world. right.
But Yang Pingan looked at the black aura that filled the sky, and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, using all his strength to resist the black aura, even ignoring the pain on his body.
But the black aura is more powerful than Yang Pingan imagined. It not only infects his body, but also infects his martial spirit and soul at the same time. Even his soul feels a little trembling.
Yang Ping'an bit the tip of his tongue, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Using the painful nerves might be able to temporarily resist the infection of the black aura. If he really wants to survive these three months, he needs to strengthen his mind.
After thinking for a moment, Yang Pingan began to recite the Heart Sutra silently, using all his strength to resist the black energy.
Deep in the underground palace, a pair of blood-red eyes seemed to be overlooking the entire underground palace, especially looking at Yang Ping'an's situation at this moment.
These red eyes are the King of Strangeness, or the God of Death.
At this moment, the God of Death couldn't help but murmur: "This kid is quite interesting, especially his martial spirit. It has a tendency to evolve towards the Dragon King. In time, he will definitely achieve something, but I don't know. Whether he can withstand the power of my death may have been predetermined.”
"However, my power of death is not so easy to withstand. Compared with the power of Shura, it is more cruel and cruel, darker, and easier for people to fall into the devil's path. Even the Dragon God was amazed at that time."
< br>From start to finish In the end, although Death was influenced to a certain extent by Yang Pingan's words, what he valued most from the beginning to the end was Yang Pingan's two martial arts. Among them, the evolving dragon martial spirit could be seen with his eyes at a glance. The initial form and potential of Yang Ping'an's martial spirit.
But after so many years of hard work, Yang Pingan was able to evolve his martial spirit to this level. Does that mean that Yang Pingan's martial spirit will have unlimited possibilities in the future? Maybe even a miracle.
In comparison, the God of Death values Yang Ping'an's other martial spirit more. This martial spirit was not strong enough in the past and is even very weak compared to the Golden Demon Dragon. However, due to the martial spirit It is the ontology, with stronger compatibility and plasticity.
Furthermore, Yang Ping'an's second martial soul has not yet added any soul rings, which means that the second martial soul has unlimited shaping prospects and can even truly withstand the power of death.
Thinking of this, the God of Death seemed to be integrated into the entire Death Canyon. A pair of scarlet eyes appeared over Death Canyon. He looked at the sky and couldn't help but murmured: "Lord Dragon God, is this child your back-up plan?" Is it the hope of your dragon clan’s rise?”
At the same time, in the core area of the Star Forest, there is a mysterious place. In the void, an extremely tall man spoke to the void: "Lord, I suddenly felt a trace of the Dragon King's breath on Douluo Continent. Is it possible that the Dragon King still survived? Or is there a remnant of the Dragon King's bloodline? In the world?”
A giant eye suddenly opened in the darkness, its gaze seemed to be captivating, as if it could see through the void.
(End of this chapter)