Suddenly, Zhao Xiang felt a heart-wrenching pain.This heartache is wrapped in anger, like a surging flood, and the embankment of reason is washed away at once."
He didn't, then that devil didn't succeed in the end, I want Zhao Xiang to kill him."
However, Zhao Xiang's next narration was extremely calm, as if the story he told had nothing to do with him."
Child, if you look at my huge frame, you will know that the natural fusion has been successful, which is a fortunate thing, just because the probability of success is too low, yes or no, but this fusion took nearly 100,000 years, that is, for me, I have experienced 100,000 years of pain, 100,000 years of torment.""
One hundred thousand years, one hundred thousand years, I swear, one day, I will find this devil, let him suffer for millions of years, ten million years, let him live and not die.""
Child, anger and hatred will only blind you, and will not bring you any good, but will only accelerate your transformation into evil and demons faster and faster, and turn you into a lackey and a pawn in the formation of troops for others, don't you understand?""
Ancestor, grandson, I, Zhao Xiang, of course understand this, but even if I become a demon and become an evil, I also swear to rescue all the people of the Zhao clan from the fire pit and separate them from the sea of suffering, I have made up my mind, Ancestor, you don't have to worry, you really don't have to worry at all" At this moment, Zhao Xiang was calm, and every word and sentence he said, although it was extremely ordinary, it contained a heavenly might, although it was very ordinary, it was like a giant sword, drilling out of the demon artifact, and rushing to the nine skies.Qingluo Xing, at this moment, seemed to be shaking, but no one knew why.There are only a few powerful people with magical powers, and their sharp and penetrating gaze traverses countless spaces at once, sweeping across Qingluo Xing, and their eyes burst with thoughtful but somewhat confused gaze.And Zhao Xiang of Qingluo Xing, he didn't expect that Fang Cai's words would touch the heavens, and his future path would add a lot of unknowable dangers and variables.The ancestor of the Zhao family sighed and was excited because of Zhao Xiang's unswerving heroic words."
Child, your courage is commendable, maybe you can give it a try, I understand, if you don't try, you will definitely enter the path set by a certain organization, and in the end your result is at most just to become a high-level puppet used by others, but if you try, you may really be able to change your destiny and the Zhao family's suffering, whatever you want, but child, you must always remember that calmness and composure are always qualities that must be possessed whenever and wherever you are, and you must not discard them.""
Thank you, Ancestor, Xiang'er knows, what I want to ask Ancestor is that since Ancestor is the fusion of the souls of ancient gods and giants, does it mean that Ancestor has both the bloodlines of ancient gods and giants.""
Even if you don't ask, child, I'll tell you, as far as the memory fragments I recovered are concerned, I am the common descendant of the giants of the divine realm and the ancient gods, not only do I have their bloodline, but I also have their supernatural powers, but I was placed in this demon artifact by a mysterious person in advance, and all my supernatural powers were almost sealed, and even the most basic transformation ability that changes the size of the body at will was also imprisoned, so I had to make fertilizer for the divine realm strange grass soul nourishing grass to create the control of people's cultivation and improvement.
The suppression of the breakthrough of the realm has dispersed the breath. ”"In this way, if the ancestor can come out of this demon artifact, will he have the magical powers of the ancient gods and giants?""
That's the case in principle, it's a pity, for 20 million years, the soul nourishing grass has been with me, living and dying together, it's very difficult to get out of this demon artifact, maybe this is the deliberate design of the mysterious person rather than a coincidence, in fact, for so many years, I have also thought about ending myself by self-detonation, but I am unwilling, unwilling to accept the tragedy of the Zhao clan that has lasted for 20 million years, and unwilling to let an organization secretly control the giants and ancient gods of the god realm because of ill intentions, so I have endured tens of thousands of years of suffering, Make every effort to recover your memory, to restore your supernatural powers, looking forward to meeting the clansmen one day, although this hope is extremely slim, almost impossible to realize, but it is better than nothing, I still haven't given up, just insistence on waiting" "Ancestor, Zhao Xiang knows how to do it, and he knows what you think, I won't let you down, never, although I don't have the ability to solve your problem at present, but I will do my best to improve my cultivation, and try all methods, even if it is heaven and earth, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I must rescue the ancestor and make you a normal person, believe me. ”"There are only so many memories I can recover, I have a feeling that it won't be long before I will recover most of my memories, which may be of great help to you at that time, child, there is one more thing to tell you, every thousand years, there are mysterious people who come to the depths of the Wuyue Sect and rely on secret methods to collect the aura of suppression and dispersion emitted by the Soul Nourishing Grass."
Zhao Xiang's hands gently caressed the bronze skin of the ancestor, like a child snuggled in his father's arms.He seemed to be talking to himself, and his voice became higher and higher: "Old Ancestor, I have the breath of ancient gods, giants, and mortals on my body, and I don't know if there are other clansmen, I think there may be, but no matter what, the breath of ancient gods and giants is the main thing, and the rest are all adjustments, hehe, haha, hehe, old ancestor, this mysterious organization mysterious person, okay, good, good, good, take our Zhao family as an experiment, and see if the Zhao family he created, with the cooperation of different concoctions, can produce more and more successful mutants, In their eyes, we are just products, just goods, just animals, just killers, just puppets, mutants in the world of spells, I am afraid that they are the ones who did it. ”The ancestor of the Zhao family was shocked all over, and was busy comforting: "Child, you" "Ancestor, you don't have to worry, Zhao Xiang, I, the 1216th generation descendant of the Zhao family, is now very sober and understandable. ”Zhao Xiang's voice was calm, but it contained endless sadness, anger, and unwillingness to fight, "Since they didn't treat my Zhao clan as a human being, I, Zhao Xiang, swore in my personal name, in the name of my Zhao clan, in the name of Qingluo Xing mortals, in the name of ancient gods and giants, and in the name of all concoctions." ”After a pause, Zhao Xiang said word by word: "As long as I live for one day, I will cultivate for one day, kill for one day, kill in the fairy realm, kill to the god realm, kill all the people who have lost their conscience and exterminated humanity, if there is disobedience, it will not be good to die." ”Zhao Xiang's sadness, anger, unwillingness, and resistance condensed into an invisible but wild obsession.Although these divine thoughts have been filtered by the demon artifact and the divine ring has been reduced, as soon as they come out of the demon artifact and the divine ring, they are like wild horses that have escaped from the wild horse in increasing geometric numbers, one, ten, hundred, thousand, with the Wuyue faction as the center, madly and domineeringly radiating in all directions, reaching the depths of the universe.After a long while, Zhao Xiang lifted his resolute head from the ancestor of the Zhao family.He quickly rose to mid-air of the Qi Wall Enchantment, and his hands formed one handprint after another, continuously pushing towards the Ancestor
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