Coming out of the ancient ruins, Illusion Realm seemed to have greatly increased its strength. Even facing the Silkworm Emperor at the same level, he could directly kill it with one hand.
Seeing this scene, the few remaining strong men from the Shanggong clan were all filled with souls of the dead, and fled in all directions without thinking.
Even if the Silkworm Emperor is no match, if they go up there, they will die.
Now that the Shanggong clan is in decline, if all the monks like me die here, the consequences can be imagined.
therefore.
The most appropriate thing to do is to retreat temporarily.
"Illusion Realm! Fantasy Clan! I, the Shanggong Clan, will never avenge you!"
A strong man from the Shanggong clan was filled with resentment when he fled.
This time the Shanggong clan suffered a big loss.
After paying a price to open the ancient ruins, not only did not get any benefits, but many powerful people died, even the Silkworm Emperor was lost here.
After this time.
The clan's strength will definitely plummet.
Although as long as the divine realm still exists, the title of the clan can be retained, but a weak clan is just a piece of fat in the eyes of other races, and everyone will come to take a piece of the pie.
If this matter is not handled well, it is impossible to say that the Shanggong clan will become extinct.
only.
No matter how much hatred he felt, there was nothing he could do about it.
The strength shown by the Phantom Realm is so strong that even if all the power of the Shanggong clan is used, there is no way to deal with it.
This hatred can only be suppressed in my heart for the time being and left to talk about in the future.
Looking at the fleeing monk, Huan Yu had a cold look in his eyes, and then he saw his hands forming seals, as if there were invisible ripples coming from his body and spreading out in all directions.
Wherever the ripples passed, the space froze.
"what happened!"
"Why can't I move!"
The expressions of the strong men from the Shanggong clan who were escaping now changed dramatically.
They found out.
His body seemed to be imprisoned there by an invisible force, and no matter how he activated his divine power, it had no effect at all.
"Destroy!"
Illusion Realm stretched out his palm and squeezed it hard, and the void collapsed instantly, including all the powerful men of the Shanggong clan.
After three breaths.
The broken space was gradually repaired, and the strong men of the Shanggong clan had completely disappeared.
"Ants!"
A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Huan Yu's mouth, but when he looked into the depths of the void, the smile had disappeared again.
"The power of the soul that I left behind was actually destroyed by other monks. Judging from the memory given by this body, he is the strongest among all the monks who entered the inheritance place.
There must be something wrong here!"
The phantom realm at this moment is no longer a phantom realm, but the Overlord God Lord who has taken away his body and been reborn.
The reason why he left this inheritance behind was to wait for a suitable opportunity to seize his body and be reborn in an attempt to live another life.
And the test it sets is no ordinary test. Only the geniuses can pass the test.
but.
Even if Lord Tyrant left a legacy, he still made two preparations.
When the first person who passes the test triggers his real inheritance, the second person who passes the test can directly enter the backup inheritance.
There is a part of the soul left in both inheritances, the purpose is to prevent accidents from happening.
If there are no accidents, when the two souls meet, they will completely merge together.
Of course.
He didn't think anything unexpected would happen.
After all, he is a strong person at the level of a divine king. Even an incomplete divine soul is not something that an ordinary monk can resist.
But the real facts often exceed one's expectations.
"Fortunately, I made two preparations at the beginning, otherwise, I would have failed this time!" Lord Tyrant secretly rejoiced.
He also didn't expect that there was actually a monk who could destroy his own soul.
but.
What really made him angry was not only the destruction of his soul, but also the half bowl of divine liquid he left behind.
"This body's physical potential is average, and it just barely enters the ranks of the peerless geniuses. The upper limit of such geniuses is not too high. Entering the realm of the God Lord is the limit. It is more difficult than ever to return to the realm of the God Lord."
The Tyrant God Lord's eyes were cold.
In his previous life, he was an unparalleled genius, but he was still at the level of a divine king. He had no way to go further and had to die sadly.
Now that I live another life, I want to be that unparalleled genius, and even become the supreme genius that suppresses an era.
The first one to pass his own test must be the top unparalleled genius. As long as he takes away his body and then takes the divine liquid that he has prepared long ago, he will definitely be able to join the ranks of unparalleled geniuses.
Except.
The Lord Tyrant also left behind his own inheritance token. The monks who hold the token will have a slightly lower difficulty in passing the test than other monks.
In this way, although the monks who pass the test may not be unparalleled geniuses, they must be top-notch geniuses. In addition, if the other party can get his token, he will definitely have a profound opportunity.
To know.
If a monk wants to reach the end, in addition to potential, opportunity is also very important.
If you can take away a top peerless prodigy who has profound opportunities, and then take the divine liquid, there will be no problem in being promoted to the level of peerless prodigy.
This way.
The benefits may not be much worse than the unparalleled genius.
pity.
No matter how the Tyrant God Lord prepared, something went wrong now. The soul was destroyed and the divine liquid was taken away. It was already a double loss.
"I would like to see who has such means!"
Think of this.
He directly used the secret technique, and the eyes that had returned to normal became red again, and then a corresponding picture appeared there.
Idol!
Box!
Galaxy!
Coffin!
In the end, the picture was fixed on a handsome face.
There was divine blood flowing in the red eyes, but the Tyrant God didn't care about it.
This secret method of deduction can only deduce matters related to oneself, and it consumes a lot of money. If it was in its heyday, it would be just a trivial matter.
But now, the number of souls that are truly reborn is less than one percent of what it was in its heyday, and the body's strength is not strong enough to even reach the realm of the God King.
If you want to extrapolate it to this point, it is already the limit.
"Ziyun Clan!"
Tyrant God Lord quickly found out the identity of the other party from the memory of the fantasy world.
Ziyun clan!
Purple Cloud Saint!
"There must be some treasure in this monk's body, otherwise it would be impossible to destroy the soul left behind by this divine monarch. Hmph... you won't be able to escape for long, and I will make you pay the price you deserve!"
His eyes were cold and terrifying, and his voice was like a ghost from the Nine Netherworld.
Whether it was to extinguish the hatred of the soul or to take away his own divine liquid, the outcome of Ziyun Sheng was already doomed in his eyes.
Thinking about how the Lord Tyrant God has ever suffered a loss at the hands of a small god since he attained enlightenment.
No matter what happens, this matter must be restored.
in addition.
The other party possesses a treasure that can destroy his own soul, and he must get it.
To know.
He is a divine king, and the divine soul left in the bronze coffin occupies a lot of power. Without the same level of means, it is impossible to destroy his own divine soul.
therefore.
Tyrant God Lord has reason to suspect that the opponent has peerless Taoist weapons in his hands, or methods similar to peerless Taoist weapons.
He would definitely not miss such an opportunity.
but.
Lord Tyrant God has no intention of taking action immediately.
From the memory of Illusion Realm, it can be seen that the Ziyun Clan is not weak in strength. There are many god kings in the clan. In addition, the Ziyun Clan is backed by the Ancient Desolate God Clan.
For the ancient gods.
He will not be unfamiliar.
Even in his own time, the Ancient Gods existed. As an ancient God, they naturally had a rich background.
If it were in its heyday, the Overlord God would not be afraid of any of the gods.
After all, the Ancient Gods only had their God Lord in charge. He was a powerful God King in his heyday, and it was only a piece of cake for him to be crushed by the God Lord.
There were no less than three or four divine races that had been destroyed by his hands, and not less than one ancient desolate race of gods.
But it's different now.
The remnant soul was reborn, and its strength was less than one ten thousandth of what it was in its heyday.
Although it is not a problem to deal with ordinary god-kings, if you encounter some powerful god-kings, you will have to turn around and leave without saying a word.
As for competing against the Gods, that is even more of a joke.
Regarding this.
Tyrant God Lord can only endure it for the time being.
"Let's restore some strength first, and then look for opportunities to kill them and take back everything. Although the Fantasy Clan is average in strength, there are gods behind it.
My current identity as the Divine Lord is that I am the genius of the Huan Clan, so even if I offend the Ziyun Clan and the Ancient Emperor Clan, it will not cause any harm!"
With his own memory of the divine king's realm and the resources of the Fantasy Clan, it is not a big problem to improve his strength in a short period of time.
Don't look at the potential of this body now, which has just entered the level of peerless genius, and can barely deal with the Sun and Moon God King.
In conjunction with the methods used in his previous life, Tyrant God Lord is confident that he can perform at a level comparable to that of an unparalleled genius.
this.
It is the self-confidence of the top strong men.
"Next, let's restore our strength first, and then compete for the ranking on the list of gods. The luck of the gods will be deepened, which will be of great benefit to my future actions!"
Lord Tyrant is no stranger to the Conferred God Platform.
In his time, the Conferred God Platform already existed.
As for those who are powerful enough to be at the level of God Lord, they have also entered the God Conferring Stage and received the luck from all kinds of weather. They know very well the difference between having the blessing of luck and not having the blessing of luck.
After taking a deep look at the dry void in front of him, Lord Tyrant tore apart the space and left.
He needs to go back to the Huan clan first.
…
In the void.
Shen Changqing paused while walking in the air, confusion appearing on his face.
"Is anyone making assumptions?"
In the dark, he seemed to feel a pair of invisible eyes, silently watching him.
But that feeling didn't last long before it dissipated.
Inside the cave.
Qing Yi said: "Your Majesty's perception is correct. Only a strong person used a secret method to calculate, but the power of that calculation is not too strong, so it should not pose any threat to you."