Yes, I've been betting.

Since I learned the Book of Changes and Divination, a hexagram has not fallen.

The flying dragon in the sky made my yang energy rise to its peak. It was at this moment that my main road dragon chapter finally broke through to the Kanglong realm.

If the dragon regrets it, it will not last long.

The yang pole produces yin, and the first Yin energy of the first generation reverses the Qiankun and turns into the first line of the Kun hexagram, walking on frost and ice.

This hexagram means that the crisis has not been resolved yet, and Kanglong came out of the shadow of regret. What awaited it is still a cold and cruel reality.

However, vitality has emerged.

As my cultivation level entered the realm of Kanglong, the body of a mortal was completely destroyed and recast.

It takes about a week for a normal person to complete the entire cell metabolism at one time, and during the metabolism process, metabolic failure will occur due to various unpredictable risks.

Even if it is completed, the cells will not be perfectly metabolized. Damage, aging, and lesions will occur.

Why do people have short life spans and why they have birth, old age, sickness and death? It is because they cannot achieve perfect metabolism and there is no set of immune system that can cope with all pathological decay.

But God is different. The reason why God is called God is because God controls mortals that can never reach perfect biological metabolism.

God will also die, provided that the divine nature is damaged or the mission is ended.

In addition, as long as you are not suffering from serious injuries similar to those of broken limbs, God can repair itself.

The destruction of Xuanwu's will caused the tens of thousands of soldiers in Maoshan Sect's position at the Shangyuan Star to lose their minds in an instant, and then fell into endless panic.

I looked at Han Zongbu coldly, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to regulate my breathing and recover from my injury.

At this time, I had no spare energy to kill the enemy. The most important thing was that Maoshan Sect had the strength to kill the gods.

The four symbols and twenty-eight constellations all have the power of gods.

If they all treat this battle as a battle between gods at the beginning, it would be another result.

Kanglong regrets have bought me some time to breathe, but there is not much time. Maoshan Sect will soon make strategic adjustments, and the Tianshi Mansion and Quanzhen Sect will never sit idly by.

What awaits me is still a cruel battle, endless.

The snow is still falling, becoming more and more dense.

The disordered tendons and veins in the body are coloured and opened, the cracks in the bones are repaired, and the damaged organs are recovering at an astonishing speed.

The heart beats again, strong and powerful, and the pulse is like thunder.

The five senses and six consciousnesses become clear and sharp, and the spiritual consciousness is unprecedentedly powerful...

...

In the center of the Zhongtian Ziwei Yuan Star Formation, Han Zongbu looked at everything that happened with a pale face.

The power of the star formation in front of Shangyuan army disappeared with the destruction of Xuanwu's will. Tens of thousands of soldiers were overdrawn with their divine thoughts and their fighting spirit fell to the bottom.

Now they are evacuating from the front line, and Maoshan Sect can easily abandon the 50,000 troops of the Yinshan Sect of the Ghost King Sect, but they dare not joke about the lives of the Taoist soldiers of their own sect.

From the moment I became a god, the situation of the battle has changed dramatically.

Kanglong regrets, but the person he should regret the most is Han Zongbu. If the battle begins, he will move together in all four symbols, and I will not have any chance at all.

If you miss the opportunity, you have to pay a huge price to remedy.

The shadow brought to the Taoist soldiers by the Battle of Phoenix has not yet retreated, and the new darkness has once again caught my heart.

Now they are facing a new god. Although I can't see any divine glory in me, I already have the power of the gods. The destruction of Xuanwu's will is the best evidence.

The konglong realm of the dragon dragon chapter corresponds to the power of the gods, but I can't still be considered a real god.

Because I have neither divine character nor divine position.

...

Maoshan Sect, Xiayuan Xingtai Military Formation.

"I didn't expect Qin Jue to be able to become a god in one battle." Han Baichuan looked at me with a sinister face and said.

"No, you said it wrong. He is not a god." Lin Fangping said coldly.

"Is it a dragon?" Han Baichuan asked again.

"It's not a dragon either. If it's a dragon, it should have manifested the form of a real dragon just now."

"Neither a god or a dragon, then what is he now?"

"People." Lin Fangping thought for a while and said.

"There are such powerful humans in the world?" Han Baichuan asked in surprise.

"Yes, ancient times."

Lin Fangping said everything is right. I am indeed not a god.

There is no trace of divine nature in me, nor can I rely on powerful divine thoughts to oppress sentient beings.

However, I have the fighting will of a god, which is comparable to the fighting power of a god, and the body that is comparable to that of a god.

There is no such person in the world today, but it was found in the ancient times.

The heroes of the prehistoric human race are comparable to gods with the power of mortals.

Although they will die and be injured, when they are angry, the gods will also feel fear.

Like Xing Tian, ​​like Houyi.

...

When I opened my eyes again, the Maoshan Sect’s military formation changed.

The army formed a fan shape with me as the center. The will of the green dragon is in front of me on the left, the will of the white tiger is in front of me on the right, and the will of the vermilion bird is in front of me on the middle.

Encircled from three sides, only defending but not attacking.

I know what they are waiting for. Although the will of the three stars and gods all have the power of gods, the Maoshan Sect does not seem to have intended to end the battle with this.

The casualties and injuries of the Battle of Gods were too tragic. Maoshan Sect had lost 50,000 Yinshan Sect disciples. They did not want to continue to get hurt, nor did they want to bear the cost of the Gods' War independently.

Han Zongbu will definitely discuss with the leaders of the Tianshi Mansion and Quanzhen Sect again at this time and ask them to send troops.

They can wait calmly, but I can't.

I must eliminate the powerful enemies as much as possible before the Taoist sect reaches a new war agreement.

Now my injuries have completely recovered, and my combat power has doubled.

However, the destruction of the Juque Sword made me have only the sword intent but I couldn't vent it.

I entered the sea of ​​consciousness with my divine thoughts and wanted to ask the God of Death to borrow a sword.

The Death God uses a sword, but many of the Dead Army under his command use swords.

Moreover, as the god of death, she can turn virtual into reality and use ghost energy to condense into swords and weapons to kill the enemy.

After hearing my request, Death began to gather a long sword for me.

She flew her fingers, outlining the appearance of a long sword in the air, and then preparing to condense the ghost energy.

But just as the sword was about to take shape, she suddenly sighed and raised her hand to eliminate the unfinished sword body.

"Why give up?" I asked.

"You have a sword, I shouldn't have done this in one go." The god of death said lightly.

I was confused and said, "The Juque Sword has been destroyed."

"I'm not referring to Juque."

"What is that?"

"The hairpin on your head is the sword left to you by the black dragon."

After saying this, the God of Death drove my divine thoughts from the sea of ​​consciousness.

I pulled off my hairpin from my head and took it in my hand to look at it carefully.

This hairpin is Song Jue's ruler.

A dragon cannot ascend to heaven without a ruler, this is her most precious thing.

Thinking of the words of Death, I pierced my palm with my hairpin. The hairpin soaked my blood and began to change as I visualize.

Continuously lengthening and extending.

Finally, it turned into a long sword shining with black light.
Chapter completed!