Chapter 113 Can I let the younger generation take a breath?
"What is that? System, what is this? You dare to absorb it!" Jiang Siming couldn't help complaining. This may be the inheritance place left by God Shura in the Killing City. The inherited light pillar Jiang Siming will really absorb this place.
If you do it, God Shura can't go crazy!
Although it is said that Shura God can also find successors through the God of Killing Domain, Jiang Siming is not sure whether the God of Killing Domain will be given by the Shura divine power left behind in the Bloody Palace.
Jiang Siming temporarily rejected the system's proposal. The dark red light beam still enveloped Jiang Siming. The original single light beam gradually revealed black magic patterns.
"Nine exams for the God of Death!" The voice from unknown origin came again.
"I'll go! I have a saying about Ma Maipi, I don't know if I should say it or not." Jiang Siming felt like shit in his heart. It's really like waterlogging and drought. The god position that others dream of can be done casually.
Then I met another one.
A beam of golden light suddenly penetrated the dark red light column from top to bottom, reflecting on Jiang Siming's forehead.
However, at this moment, the purple-black prismatic mark on Jiang Siming's forehead that had been silent for a long time suddenly erupted into a black-purple light curtain, blocking the golden light beam. The golden light was blocked, and the black magic pattern on the dark red light beam floated strangely.
The golden light suddenly burst out with even more dazzling light, and fine cracks began to appear in the black and purple light curtain. Seeing that the golden light was about to break through the light curtain, a black-robed figure was projected from the diamond-shaped mark. A sword cut through the dark red light pillar, and the golden light immediately shattered.
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Jiang Siming just stood there eating melon for a long time, as if he didn't care about the competition between the two forces. Jiang Siming had no intention of inheriting any god. He accepted the inheritance of the evil god at that time just to save people.
As for the inheritance of the God of Evil, Jiang Siming has a bold idea.
If the God of Evil could hear Jiang Siming's inner voice, he would probably faint from crying in the toilet. He is just a tool man.
"Let's think about how to get out first?" Jiang Siming looked around. Just now, all eyes were focused on the bloody palace in front of him. Only then did he realize that the position he was in was basically under the sea of blood. The endless blood-colored sky above his head was like a
A sea of blood hanging upside down.
Surrounding the Bloody Palace was an endless abyss. From time to time, roars of unknown origin could be heard, echoing in the abyss, which was extremely strange.
Jiang Siming couldn't help but touched his chin. The ten-headed blazing sun snakes in the original work existed in Tang San's world, but they were indeed unheard of in Douluo. The most important thing is that the ten-headed blazing sun snakes did not abide by Douluo's laws.
What exists is the inner elixir, and there is no soul ring after death, so a monster that is more in line with the system of cultivating immortals appears on the road to hell. This makes Jiang Siming a little confused.
"Perhaps we can learn more about this abyss in the future!" Jiang Siming had a feeling that there must be a greater secret beneath the abyss.
"Go in and take a look first!" Jiang Siming looked at the solemn and sacred blood-colored hall, as if he was incompatible with everything around him that was bloody and weird.
The majestic red-gold door is filled with black magic lines, as if there is a strange energy flowing along the magic lines.
Jiang Siming tentatively placed a hand on the door. A chill quickly spread throughout Jiang Siming's body, and then the power in Jiang Siming's body was quickly absorbed by the door in front of him. Jiang Siming's face changed drastically.
Starting from the palm of the hand, energy ripples spread out in all directions.
"Oops!" Jiang Siming wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that there seemed to be a suction force sucking him tightly.
"Damn it, I didn't let the system absorb you, why are you here to trick me?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but curse.
Seeing that Jiang Siming was about to be sucked dry, the suction force suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Siming sat down on the ground, feeling a little exhausted.
"What the hell is this place?" Jiang Siming's eyes were solemn. The door in front of him could not be opened, but there was no other way out.
"Haha." An old voice came from behind Jiang Siming.
"Who!" Jiang Siming quickly turned around and pretended to be calm.
A friendly-looking middle-aged man wearing a dark red cloak with gold trim stood there with a smile.
"Don't panic, I didn't expect that after a thousand years, you were the first to come here. My little friend looks very unique!" the middle-aged man said with a smile.
Jiang Siming knew that the other party was mocking his current appearance, and he was filled with doubts, but he couldn't help but have some doubts. Isn't this the inheritance place of Shura God? After all, Tang Chen had already experienced the previous seven assessments, so it stands to reason that he should
Been here.
"I don't know who the senior is!" Jiang Siming said respectfully. Now that his soul power has been sucked clean, he will definitely not be able to fight. Besides, even if he is prosperous, he may not be able to beat the middle-aged man in front of him. Jiang Siming has no ability at all.
You can't see clearly what the opponent's strength is.
"I am the God of Shura, you can also call me the God of Killing." The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Siming with a smile, and his eyes showed a hint of extreme satisfaction.
Jiang Siming said nothing. The amiable middle-aged man in front of him, who claimed to be the God of Shura, was full of affinity, and there was no trace of him being the God of Killing, the God of Shura.
The middle-aged man seemed to see the doubts in Jiang Siming's heart, and said with a smile, "My little friend has a murderous heart. Is it possible that he has such a shallow understanding of the way of killing like the idiots above?"
Jiang Siming knew that God Shura was referring to the group of desperadoes in the killing city. But he still felt a little dissatisfied with God Shura's words. Since he knew, why would he let it go?
"Haha, gods must also abide by the laws between heaven and earth. If it weren't for my little friend, I'm afraid I don't know when this ray of divine will will be awakened." The middle-aged man still laughed but looked a little helpless.
"Senior God Shura, can you tell me how to get out of this place?" Jiang Siming said, bowing his hands.
"You are good!" God Shura looked at Jiang Siming with more and more satisfaction. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he showed his true qualities as a hero.
"If you want to leave here, there is only one way to go, and that is to accept my inheritance." God Shura stared directly at Jiang Siming and said.
"Senior! Take a closer look, what is this on my forehead?" Jiang Siming pointed to the diamond-shaped mark on his forehead.
"Haha, look at what my little friend looks like now. I'm afraid he has been baptized by the evil god, right?" God Shura seemed to despise the baptism of the evil god.
"Well, what's your advice, senior?" Jiang Siming was a little confused, but the other party seemed confident.
"It's no wonder that you don't know that gods can't easily transmit their power to the next generation. People who become gods in the lower world will definitely fly to the gods in a hundred years. Once they become gods, their strength will increase at a geometric rate as time goes by.
This continent cannot bear the power of gods at all. People who have not yet become gods cannot bear the power of gods. I am afraid that if my little friend had not had a special physique, he would not just be like what he is now, but just lose his superficial skin."
God Shura said calmly.
"But there was another person who had also experienced the baptism of the evil god at that time! Why was it okay?" Jiang Siming did not believe what the Shura God in front of him said. After all, Zhu Zhuqing had also experienced the baptism of the evil god's power.
"That is not considered the baptism of the evil god. At most, the power of the evil god has circulated for several days. My body at this moment can be called the body of the evil god. It can inherit the power of the evil god perfectly and can be treated like this by the evil god king.
My little friend is truly extraordinary." God Shura explained patiently.
"Have I been tricked?" Jiang Siming was also a little doubtful. After all, treating his own injuries should be much simpler than bringing him back to life.
"How about it? Accept my inheritance, I can help you change back to your original appearance." God Shura said seductively.
"Senior! I appreciate your kindness, but I don't intend to succeed to any god. Please also tell me, thank you for the evil god king's love." Jiang Siming said simply, instead of delaying, it is better to be direct.
.With the Four Swords of Killing Immortals and the Chaos Bell, Jiang Siming can completely become a brand new god, so why should he follow someone else's path?
"Interesting. Are you serious?" God Shura was not angry. Instead, he found it interesting and smiled.
Jiang Siming nodded without any hesitation.
"That evil old boy, the little guy he fell in love with this time is quite interesting, what a pity!" God Shura said with some regret.
"Senior, please let this junior go!" Jiang Siming said again with his hands in hand.
"Accept my inheritance and obtain Shura's divine power, only then can you open this door and you can get out." God Shura spread his hands helplessly, saying that he was just a shadow and there was nothing he could do.
"That's it! Then please ask senior to do another favor for junior." Jiang Siming said with a somewhat malicious smile.
"What do you want to do?" God Shura felt a chill behind him.