Chapter 73 Embark on the Journey to God

Cheng Shuangfan ignored him, because in another dimension that Fengjian Liuli couldn't see, a bronze monument that reached the sky and the earth stood there. It was like the legendary World Tree, standing on the earth and holding up the sky.

It is so majestic and magnificent that it is definitely not a masterpiece made by humans, it is a miracle created by gods.

There was a terrifying black dragon lying under this bronze stele. Seeing this giant dragon, Cheng Shuangfan felt that all the hairs on his body stood on end, and he couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand. The dragon's body rose and fell, and the sound of the heart pumping blood flowed.

It was clearly visible, as if someone was beating hammers and drums on the horizon.

This giant dragon is more terrifying than the third-generation dragon he killed. The second-generation dragon? No, it must be more than that. This should be the power only those first-generation kings have. It is so terrifying that those who witness it just want to kneel down and worship.

; So perfect, it combines all the excellent elements in heaven and earth.

But such a terrifying giant dragon was actually the guardian of this bronze monument. He couldn't help but glance at the words on the bronze monument. This was definitely one of the lost dragon civilizations, and its significance could even be comparable to the Bronze Pillar in the Ice and Sea.

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But the text on it shocked him. It was not the text of any known civilization, nor was it the dragon text explored by the mixed race. It was a unique type of text, but it had the same special power as the dragon text.

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Cheng Shuangfan could feel that if he agreed to the voice and signed the so-called contract, he would not be able to violate the content engraved on the bronze tablet. As for the consequences of violating it, it said, 'If there is a person who breaks his promise to the contract, the world will be closed to the end of the world.

The blue sea in the nine heavens is struck by swords, and there is no place for it.'

To understand what he means, if he violates the contract, terrible things will happen, and there will be no place for him in the whole world. How much power does it take to dare to say this.

But does he still have a choice? In front of him are enemies that he can't defeat even with all his efforts, and behind him are his brothers who live and die with him. If he can sell his soul to gain strength to protect them, he doesn't mind making a deal with the devil.

Fortunately, this devil understands people's hearts very well, and the contents of the contract are basically in line with his moral ethics. At most, it has the identity of another organization, and it is also a kind-oriented organization, so he did not hesitate for long.

"I agree to sign the contract."

The only face that was still clean nodded after struggling and hesitating. Then he saw the bronze monument in front of him turned over, and a bronze dagger appeared in his free hand. Then he looked at the back of the almost blank bronze monument.

, only two vague names are burned on it.

Cheng Shuangfan understood what to do in an instant. He walked forward, and the transparent stairs took it to the burning position. He also engraved his name on it. When everything was completed, the name also fell into blur. This should be

The bronze tablet protects the ability of the person who signed the contract.

"The contract has been made. Anyone who breaks his promise shall be punished by eating rocks."

A strange voice sounded in his ears again, but he no longer cared who the voice belonged to. After all, the contract had been signed and his soul had been sold, so what was he afraid of?

Instead, he began to wonder about the power promised by the opponent, which would allow him to defeat Kazama Ruri in an instant. Could it be that he was forcibly upgrading his bloodline? Or was there some powerful alchemical weapon?

A strange stone flashed out of the air. Cheng Shuangfan subconsciously clenched it, and Hexu's wind lifted him up. In the wind, he saw his mother, the weak child who was protected by him, and the children who were with him.

Teammates who are fighting on the front line.

Gone, all gone, some were eaten by their mothers, some were lost to the rampaging hybrids, some died from Deadpool, and some were killed by the resurrected dragons. Along the way, the companions around me changed.

Wave after wave.

So he, who was supposed to be pursuing freedom, worked conscientiously in the Chinese branch, in order to end this fate one day, and the mixed race no longer had to bear the tragic fate of fighting with the ancient masters.

The exclusive symbol of the wind element lit up on the Eye of God, and Cheng Shuangfan understood its function in an instant. He could control the wind element at will, and countless violent winds were generated in the dream.

Beyond the disappearing bronze monument, he was floating in the air and looked down at Fengjian Liuli below. His surprised expression was so clear. This change was not what he expected. It gave people an extra kind of spirit. How ridiculous is this?

joke.

But this is the fact. The man who could only control metal before suddenly had the ability to control strong winds and multiple spirit spirits, an ability that only existed in pure-blood dragons. But now, a mixed-race could actually do it.

"No, this is impossible!" Fengjian Liuli yelled in confusion.

"Then let's end this."

Looking at the Dragon King who lost his manners, Cheng Shuangfan, who was stained red by blood, summoned his sword again. The sword of Zhan Nian was facing Dragon King Fengjian Liuli. The strong wind swept over the dragon-slaying sword. Following the guidance of Cheng Shuangfan's thoughts,

The sword of Zhan Nian whizzed and shot at Fengjian Liuli.

If the previous strike was an automatic missile fired from an ordinary launcher, then the current strike is an automatic missile fired from a special launch silo. The power is completely different. The current attack is

die.

The strong wind was playing his song of death, and Kazama Liuli knew that he must not be hit by this blow, otherwise he would have to overturn here this time, let alone go out to save that stupid woman.

So he stabbed the sword into his lungs fiercely. The bad thing about Dream Tapir Yanling was that he couldn't exit immediately. If he wanted to exit the dream quickly, the best way was to kill the enemy or suffer a serious injury.

of injury.

When the sword of Zhan Nian was about to sweep towards him with the violent wind, Fengjian Liuli's body gushing blood disappeared into the dream. He successfully exited the dream at the moment of death, which can be said to be dancing on the edge of death.

The hurricane swept through this chaotic dream, and the already fragmented dream was directly torn apart. Cheng Shuangfan, who was half kneeling on the ground, quickly raised his sword and looked at Fengjian Liuli opposite.

The enchanting and confident young man was holding his lungs in pain at this time. The injuries in the dream could not be brought to reality, but the pain would be directly reflected on the body, so death in the dream would not be the same as the body in reality.

This death will almost always occur simultaneously.

Now his body is synchronized with the feeling of his lungs being torn apart and the powerlessness of blood loss. Although he knows it is an illusion, Kazama Ruri's strength is still greatly reduced.

Sakurai Kogure, who knew all this, looked at the man opposite him worriedly. He didn't know why the indomitable Dragon King failed. If she saw it right, the man just now suffered a lot of injuries in the dream.

"If you're just going to catch me, I'll break your limbs."

The breeze was wrapping around him. Cheng Shuangfan had never felt so good before. He was like the master of the wind. These wind elements would go wherever he pointed. It was more convenient than controlling metal.

The mysterious existence did not lie to him. After signing the contract, it indeed gave him unparalleled power. This power was more terrifying than the high-risk Word Spirit Storm Horn. He only got it not long ago, and he didn't even have time to develop it before he could kill him.

Crush his people.

A slight strong wind surrounded the Zhan Nian Sword, and the sword roared like a dragon's roar, locking Fengjian Liuli, as if a hole would open in his body in the next moment.

Seeing this familiar move, Kazama Liuli's face became extremely ugly, as if he had eaten shit. He shouldn't have watched the show. If he had known, he would have dealt with him before that existence took action.

"Cheng Jun has chosen a good master. Judging from your current performance, it seems that you have taken refuge in the King of Sky and Wind. Ha, is this the so-called Dragon Slayer of Cassel Academy? You have taken refuge in the Dragon King to gain strength. Really?

It’s ridiculous.”

"It's better than you, the blood-sucking ghosts like you, using countless innocent lives to build your own evolutionary path. You are not even worthy of being human. Do you still have the ethics, justice and integrity? Do you understand moral education?

The barbarians of ancient times are the fierce ghosts of today. They torture others for the sake of power and conduct experiments on living people. No wonder you call yourselves fierce ghosts. You all feel that you are not worthy of the name human."

The moment he first gained power, he also wondered if he had been plotted by the King of Sky and Wind, but when he thought about it, the black dragon guarding the bronze monument was suspected to be the king of the dragon clan, so what if he was a person of the same level?

will give him such power.

The owner of this power must be a crucial figure in history that the hybrids have not observed. It may even be the legendary Black King. Even if not, it must be a great being of the same level.

Because only such powerful ancient civilization masters can arbitrarily change the bloodlines of hybrids and strengthen them in an instant. That is a miraculous technology. Now the technology of hybrids still relies on the analysis of ancient ruins excavated. They

They didn’t even fully understand the technology of that civilization, let alone introduce new ones.

"Haha, fierce ghost, you all discriminate against us because of my unstable bloodline, so we can only hide in the darkness, never see the light, and can only cower at the edge of the world, right?!"

Feng Jian Liuli sneered. He was mocking those who controlled their destiny and the good brother who killed him.

"Isn't fate so unfair? With the same bloodline, just because you are stable, you can dominate the entire world, while we who are unstable only have the fate of being exiled by you.

No, this is not right, the world should not be like this, so I want revenge, revenge on you people who are upright, and drag you all into the darkness!"

His words stopped here. The sword carrying the violent wind was floating on his forehead. At that distance, it could kill him at any time.

"Fate is indeed so unfair. You only see the glory of others, so why don't you look at the unfair fate suffered by others, such as the hybrids you captured and experimented on alive? What's wrong with them?

Why do they use their own lives to build your so-called evolutionary path? Since you want to subvert the structure of this world, why not find a path on your own? Then I will still admire you instead of looking at you crazy here with ridicule.

I’ll give you two choices, accept a Frigga bullet from me and I’ll take you back for trial, or I’ll take your body back for trial. To be honest, you’re too dangerous and I don’t trust you to be awake.”

Kazama Ruri had no choice, either die now, or go to the so-called trial to find an opportunity. Cheng Shuangfan knocked down this dangerous hybrid with one shot. Frigga bullets are indeed expensive alchemy tools. Even the emperor's blood can't

Escape anesthesia.

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