Douluo: I, rely on the goddess cloud to cultivate a god

Chapter 31 Dragon God is now

Qian Hao felt uncomfortable, someone was blowing air on him, but he turned his head, Mao didn't see it.

In an instant, Qian Hao's whole body was cold, but his eyes were full of energy, and he looked around:
"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost, dare to come to my Great Sacrifice Immortal Palace to cause trouble, is it a person or a ghost, get out and talk to me."

However, no one answered.

The Bronze Immortal Palace, majestic and immovable, is an ancient bronze palace rewarded by the system, and is named the Great Sacrifice Immortal Palace.

It is a fairy artifact, magnificent and simple, it can be said that all evils retreat, and it is impossible to approach it, let alone enter it.

Looking at the two dragons hiding with their mouths clamped together, Qian Hao fell into uneasiness.

ghost?

"Giggle!"

Sudden.

There was a burst of tender laughter from all directions, which sounded very pleasant.

It's a female voice.

Followed by.

A charming fragrance blows.

In an instant, a vague figure appeared in front of Qianhao's eyes, floating lightly in the air.

The two arms are hanging straight down, the hair is disheveled, and the face cannot be seen clearly!
"Who are you?" Qianhao broke out in cold sweat, and stepped back: "Makamaka..."

"Sacrifice, communicate my breath with a secret method, sacrifice with your blood, penetrate the sea of ​​my spirit..."

"No, can you make it clear." Qian Hao bit his head and said, this blurred figure resembled a female ghost very much.

He was most afraid of ghosts in his previous life.

I remember one time on the way home from school, someone threw ashes at him in a deep alley, and a wild dog rushed out of the dark alley.

At that time, he mistook it for a ghost and fainted from fright. Even if he is the soul emperor of level [-] now, it doesn't matter and he is still afraid!

At this moment, the disheveled figure floating in front of his eyes moved.

The Immortal Palace of the Grand Sacrifice rumbled, the dragon breath was steaming, and the fairy mist filled the air.

The fuzzy figure seemed to be using a set of lost soul techniques, trying to make Qianhao understand!

After a while, Qianhao nodded, feeling that he had mastered it.

Construct an illusory altar with spiritual power, worship with heart, communicate with secret methods, and then sacrifice, using his blood, as well as heaven, material and earth treasures to sacrifice.

Only in this way can he really communicate with the blurred figure in front of him.

Unfortunately, in the end he failed!
"Even you can't do it..." The vague figure sighed, lost his mind.

Her figure became more and more blurred.

"Who are you?" Qian Hao couldn't help asking.

"Aren't you looking for me..." Even the voice of the vague figure in front was very weak.

"When you think of me, as the saying goes, if you think about it, there will be an echo. It's a pity..."

With a final sigh, the blurry figure in front of Qian Hao was about to dissipate!

"I miss you, heh... wait, who are you? What a pity? Can you explain clearly..."

Qian Hao grabbed it forward, but it was a pity that he caught a lonely one!

The vague voice disappeared before his eyes.

Shortly after.

"Whoo~"

Qian Hao once again found someone blowing air-conditioning in his ear.

At this moment, Qianhao was silent.

The eyeballs turned around, but even though his eyes were as sharp as torches, he didn't find any figure.

Then he contacted the two dragons and found that they had disappeared and the door of the room was ajar.

This made his back even colder, and his hairs stood on end.

"That's right." Qian Hao had an idea, and released the Wuhun Sacrificial Grass, but it was still useless.

This made his heart tremble, feeling the cold air in his ears, and he couldn't avoid it.

Just when he was about to go to Bibi Dong's boudoir, the voice of the vague figure just now sounded in his ear: "It's a pity!"

Qian Hao stopped, closed the door, and shouted into the air: "Pretend to play tricks, dare to play hide-and-seek in front of the young master, and the young master just sits like this, let's see what you can do to me?"

Say it.

He just sat down on his buttocks, and practiced "Endless Life and Unfailure", which allowed him to be at peace.

at the same time.

In the Star Dou Great Forest, above a cold pool, silver snowflakes fell down, landed in the cold pool, and melted immediately.

Silver snowflakes poured down, and the hundreds of meters around the cold pool were enveloped in a heavy atmosphere.

Whoosh!
A figure appeared, it was Di Tian.

He looked at the sky full of silver snowflakes, his whole body was trembling slightly, and then he knelt down with a plop.

"My lord, is your immortal god reviving?"

Di Tian's voice trembled.

But no one responded to him, there was only the sound of whistling snowflakes.

The surrounding trees, after a while, were covered in silver makeup.

The university continued until late at night, and there was still no intention of stopping.

Ditian knelt and didn't even move. He didn't know if he fell asleep or was he really waiting for something?
Until the sky turned pale, and the cold pool surged, making the sound of dragon chant.

next moment.

The bottomless cold pool suddenly fluctuated violently, as if something was about to rush out from below.

Whoa whoa whoa!
The silver snowflakes became very large, puff puff puff into the cold pool,

Sudden.

The mist was lingering, and boundless waves surged in the icy cold pool. The cold air surged in all directions, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

In less than a moment.

Many places around were frozen and cracked, and many rocks were turned into powder after the cold air.

Even Di Tian, ​​who was kneeling, could not stand the temperature, so he dodged away.

Fortunately, it didn't spread, otherwise many soul beasts would be frozen to death.

Whoa!
Soon, a damaged stone tablet appeared in the cold pool, engraved with characters that modern people cannot understand.

Followed by.

Men in silver armor emerged from the water and stood on the stone tablet.

The average height of these men was a few heads taller than the average person, and they exuded a strong sense of death.

The leader carried a dilapidated banner on his shoulders, the handwriting on it could no longer be read clearly!

"Welcome to Dragon God."

They raised their heads to the sky and roared, and the breath of wild beasts leaked from their bodies, shaking the clouds in the sky.

Endless time has passed, but who in this Douluo Continent remembers "them".

"Dead...all dead..." An immortal will came from the bottom of the cold pool.

If Qian Hao heard this voice, he would definitely be shocked, isn't this the voice of that blurred figure!

"tui..."

The mighty man in silver iron armor suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a golden sharp gun, entering the cold pool.

This golden gun is called the Chaos Ancestral Gun, and it is the exclusive artifact of the Dragon God.

"We died so badly, but let's welcome the arrival of Lord Dragon God together."

The mighty man murmured, his expression indifferent.

Then his hands shone brightly, causing a vortex to appear in the cold pool.

"One hundred thousand brothers, we are still alive even though we are dead, all members, come out!"

The mighty man in silver armor let out a loud roar.

Whoa!
In an instant, the water in the cold pool surged like boiling water.

Rumble!
Broken ancient chariots emerged from the black pool, carrying loads of psychic corpses.

These psychic dead corpses are not afraid of the cold, covered in black mist, they are all huge beast shadows, and they are full of fighting spirit when they appear.

For a moment, huge beast shadows stood around the cold pool!
"One hundred thousand brothers, kneel down!"

The voice of the mighty man in silver armor resounded through the Star Dou Forest.

He threw out the damaged battle flag and planted it on a mountain beside the cold pool.

"Yes!"

One hundred thousand psychic corpses, that is, beast shadows knelt down together, as if waiting for something.

boom!
It didn't take long.

A slender figure soared into the air, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and terrifying fluctuations of soul power radiated from his body.

"Welcome to Lord Dragon God!"

As soon as this figure appeared, a hundred thousand psychic corpses spoke at the same time, which was deafening.

Bursts of death breath rushed straight into the sky.

"Well, who woke us up..."

Dragon God was very confused, couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, he glanced at the hundred thousand psychic corpses, and his pupils shone with divine light.

Immediately, he looked in the direction of Wuhun Hall, his eyes were like two beams of divine light, and he didn't speak for a long time.

　The new book asks for everything, in the wind and rain, I will be there.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)