Douluo: Peerless Light.

Chapter 730 Ditian: Damn it, you're alive! ? [six thousand words]

"Cough, that"

For the first time, Qian Chaoguang felt that his brain was not enough to cope with the extremely embarrassing situation in front of him.

He thought of many excuses and excuses.

But looking at the stern eyes of the Holy Word Monarch, the words were on the verge of his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

This feeling is very similar to the feeling that I made a mistake in school when I was a child, but was caught by the teacher, and now I am "extorting a confession by words and deeds".

In short
Qian Chaoguang thought that he was about to experience the long-lost feeling of being severely educated by his elders.
"that is."

He is hesitating here, and the Holy Word Monarch is expressionless.

If you remove the undead seraph that keeps trying to fly away, it's still pretty serious.

Finally, Qian Chaoguang still couldn't bear the psychological pressure and let out a long sigh.Said like a broken jar:
"Okay, okay, let me confess, I dug up our ancestral grave. So, can you do it lightly? I really didn't know my own life experience when I was digging."

"You also know that I am a necromancer and an immortal god. It's a pity that these high-quality bones are placed there. Except for our family, I also dig up the graves of other titled Douluo in the past."

"The broken bones took the soul bones, and the intact bones were reincarnated into gray bone skeletons. Even the god body of the Rakshasa god. Cough."

"Later, I inadvertently discovered that a large amount of holy light can catalyze the skeletons of the owners of the seraphim martial spirit into blood and flesh, so although they are still gray bone skeletons in essence, they have become what they are now."

"At that time, the Eternal Cult really lacked high-end combat power, so I... I transformed a large part of the bones of our ancestors into undead angels, serving as hidden forces in the Eternal Cult."

Holy Word Monarch: "."

In just a few seconds, Qian Chaoguang saw unbelievable, unbelievable, strong shock... and many other emotions switching back and forth in the other party's eyes.

But soon, the eyes of the Holy Word Monarch returned to calmness and sternness again.

She asked lightly, "Who else is there besides me?"

Qian Zhaoguang lowered his head, not daring to look at the ancestor in front of him: "That... the bones of all the ancestors are well preserved. So...so."

Even though the Holy Word Monarch had lost the ability to breathe, she still couldn't help taking a deep breath, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"It scares you, it doesn't matter, just use it."

"Ah?" Qian Chaoguang couldn't believe his ears, "Using this? Isn't this a bit bad?"

The Holy Word Monarch shrugged indifferently: "There is nothing too bad, as long as it can be used. Our family has always been pragmatic. It would be great if the bones we left behind can be used."

"Originally, the holy patriarch built the Douluo Hall, with the intention of letting the corpses of successively titled Douluo disintegrate with the passage of time, so as to reduce the guilt of future generations when taking the soul bones. It can even be said that the bones inside It was meant to be used.”

"However, since the first ancestors and the sacred ancestors established a safe zone, with the power of the divine test, we can protect the safety of the clansmen without using the soul bones left by our ancestors."

"Therefore, for a long time later, the original intention of Douluo Hall was forgotten. Therefore, this hall was not built for future generations to look up to, worship or whatever."

"If we really want to be admired by future generations, it is the same to bury our remains in the soil. Why do we need to waste money and money to build such a big hall? With that time, it would be great to have more places and kill more soul beasts." .”

"The original intention of the Douluo Hall was simply to increase the honor of the Titled Douluo, so that they could voluntarily donate their soul bones. Unexpectedly, it gradually evolved into the destination of the Titled Douluo's death and a kind of glory gone."

Speaking of this, the Lord Shengyan patted Qian Zhaoguang on the shoulder: "So, there is no need to feel guilty. Things are there to be used. If they are not fused, no matter how powerful the spirit bone is, it will be a broken bone. As long as it is not wasted, it is enough, waste is shameful, and resources need to be utilized to the greatest extent."

"So you all think this way? I thought so"

Such words made Qian Chaoguang dumbfounded.

It turns out that the ancestors actually thought so!

This is indeed a big deviation from the concept and way that people treat remains and bones today.

Each era has different and unique funeral culture and customs.

Thinking about the living conditions of the human race in the Douluo Continent in the early stage, coupled with the unique product of soul bones, it seems quite normal to form the custom of digging bones from corpses after death, or not wasting remains.

How else did the inherited soul bones of the Haotian School and the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon School come from 1 years ago?

Is it possible that after a person dies, he pops out of the body out of thin air?

The body must be exhumed.

The Lord of Holy Words nodded slightly: "If you ask the Holy Ancestor or the Huiyao Ancestor, they will give the same answer. Don't waste, maximize the use of resources, this is not only the tradition of our family, but also the tradition of our time. Tradition."

Qian Chaoguang scratched his head embarrassingly: "It seems that I have found the roots of being stingy and greedy for money. Most people who are familiar with me know that I have a nickname called 'Death for Money'. Is this a family tradition?"

"Death for money? That's appropriate. Although the Eternal God Sect is still immature, the development of the Pixiu Chamber of Commerce is a level that we old guys can hardly reach. You have done a good job."

While the Holy Word Monarch was praising, there was a strong sense of pride in his eyes.

But the next moment, her expression turned cold again.

"In comparison, the thoughts and methods of the three wastes, Qian Daoliu, Qianxun Ji, and Qian Renxue, are extremely embarrassing. They don't seem like our family."

"It's hard to imagine that the angel family, which has been brilliant for tens of thousands of years, will have such unworthy descendants, and there are three consecutive generations of grandparents and grandchildren! If the descendants of future generations are as incompetent as them, it will not be wronged to be wiped out."

Well, these three were pulled out again to flog the corpses.

It is simply the daily life of the Angel family.

In the eyes of the ancestors of this group of angel families, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren are indeed representatives of negative teaching materials.

When we were in the underworld, those ancestors often used these three people as examples in different ways, for fear that Qian Chaoguang would follow their old path.

No, the Holy Word Monarch pulled them out and whipped them again.

In order to avoid another education class, Qian Chaoguang changed the subject calmly: "Ahem. Then what, ancestor of the Holy Word, how do you think it is appropriate to deal with your body?"

The Lord of the Holy Word glanced at the body in his hands that was struggling to fly away, and asked expressionlessly: "I remember you said that low-level skeletons have no consciousness and wisdom, only instinct?"

Qian Zhaoguang nodded hesitantly, not knowing what the ancestor wanted to do.

Among the low-level undead creatures, except for the extremely special race of undead, the rest of the low-level undead creatures do not have consciousness and wisdom, and only act according to instinct.

This is why it is difficult for skeletons and zombies to advance to the middle level.

It is too difficult to condense the heart of the soul by only following the instinct.

Of course, skeletons of special species like bone dragons are not counted.

The particularity of dragon souls allows them to retain a certain amount of wisdom even after they become undead creatures.

The four major races, Liches, Death Knights, Black Warriors, and Wailing Banshees, can retain a certain degree or even complete consciousness at low levels.

But in most cases, they are not naturally born.

This basically requires manual reincarnation with external force, let alone a normally born undead creature.

With the exception of undead, the difference between natural born and acquired reincarnated undead can be as big as it is minor.

As long as it is practiced by the soul of one's own life, it will be reincarnated the day after tomorrow, and one can retrieve past memories along with the practice.

As long as it is the dead bones and the fire of the undead rekindled in the body, it is born naturally, and there will be no memory of life.

If low-level undead creatures have intelligence, this problem will be too big.

How much guilt does it take to practice a necromancer?

After all, what this lineage is best at is to use enough low-level cannon fodder to die and consume the enemy's vital strength.

"Without spiritual intelligence, it is not a real life, so it is easy to handle."

With Qian Zhaoguang's affirmation, the Holy Word Monarch responded with satisfaction.

Immediately, her lower body began to gradually transform into a pitch-black color, and her legs were gradually stretched and enlarged longitudinally towards the rear.

Soon, a tall, pitch-black horse separated from the body of the Holy Word Monarch.

This is her talent avatar, the other body of one soul and two bodies.

Then, before Qian Chaoguang could react.

I saw the complicated and mysterious operation of the Holy Word Monarch, completely dismantling his avatar war horse and merging it into his former body.

In the next second, the undead seraphim's original fire of undead was instantly erased.

The pupils of the eyes that had a trace of scarlet before quickly transformed into a faint blue color with golden edges, and the breath and pressure in the body soared.

This soaring aura reached a certain limit before gradually stopping and returning to calm.

Judging from Qian Chaoguang's feeling, it is at least at the level of the peak Limit Douluo, and may even be stronger.

The Holy Word Monarch itself has the realm of the soul heart, split body and her one soul and two bodies, sharing the natural realm.

Today, this bone hidden in the flesh and blood has turned into a bright golden color.

But it's not over yet.

In an instant, the body of the standing seraph slowly disappeared like a projection with no electricity, and it walked towards the soul of the Holy Word Monarch next to it.

As the two merged into one, an aura that seemed to have broken through some kind of shackles suddenly shot up into the sky, soaring straight into the sky.

Qian Zhaoguang was so frightened that he instantly set up a barrier of soul power beside him to prevent the breath from leaking out.

Obediently, this is a god-level aura!
Even if he barely touches the edge of the god level like Seagod Douluo, it is still god level, enough to beat the existence of ordinary Limit Douluo.

Relying on 3000 years of accumulation, the Holy Word Monarch reintegrated with his former body, and also set foot in the half-step mourning realm like Bibi Dong and Electrolux.

Now, she is already a genuine god-level combat power, enough to fight against priests and hunters from the god realm.

The Lord of the Holy Word moved his body and smiled: "Well, the method created by the Lord of the Forbidden Land and Electrolux is quite useful. Compared with that ugly horse clone, my body is really more pleasing to the eye."

After Bibi Dong and Electrolux's transformation, this kind of black warrior who made a clone out of his own body was already very different from the original black warrior.

Not only the main body has the ability of the black warrior, but the avatar also has the ability of zombies or skeletons.

If the main body and the avatar are superimposed, the talent, combat power, realm, etc. will also superimpose accordingly.

This is also the reason why the aura of the Holy Word Monarch directly broke through the god level.

Qian Chaoguang was a little dazed: "You're just half-step mourning? It's so easy? When did you learn this trick from my grandmother?"

Is this the effect that the combination of talent and accumulation can bring out?
Sure enough, apart from Qian Xun Ji and Qian Renxue, who are shameful, none of the members of the Angel Family are idiots.

"When I left from the underworld, I felt that her method of refining her own body into a clone was good, so I learned it."

The Holy Word Monarch is in a very good mood now, and even the coldness in his speech and demeanor has disappeared a lot, like ice and snow melting and everything recovering.

"Looking at it now, it's really good. At least it can help quickly break through the mourning level, and it can add another clone of the same strength."

Qian Zhaoguang scratched his hair and asked cautiously: "Then what, ancestor Shengyan, I have always had a question that might be a bit offensive, I don't know if I should ask it or not, about our family, I have wanted to ask it since the underworld .”

"But it's okay to ask." There was a trace of kindness in the eyes of the Lord of the Holy Word, "You grew up alone, and it is normal for you to be ignorant of many situations in the clan. If you have any doubts, I will help you answer them."

"That's right." Qian Chaoguang thought for a while, "You and ancestor Huiyao, as well as many former monarch-level ancestors in the underworld, are so amazing and talented, why didn't the first generation ancestor pass on the throne to you? ?And none of you seem to use 'Angel' as your title."

"Because it doesn't fit."

The Word of the King is succinct.

"You kid, you are so clever that you are mistaken by your cleverness. You should be very clear about how many factions our seraphs can evolve. Everyone is good at different things, and the direction of development is naturally blooming."

"The inheritance of the god position will only choose the existence that best fits the ability system of the first generation ancestor. No matter how strong we are and how talented we are, if we don't match the overall ability of the first generation ancestor, we will naturally not be able to inherit it."

"As far as I am concerned, why is my title 'Holy Word' instead of 'Angel'? Because my own ability system as a whole is biased towards the 'Spirit of Words' system after the fusion of spirit and light power, with distinctive personal characteristics."

"For example, the holy ancestor, what he is good at is the holy power. In your words, it is the power of the holy light. The ancestor of the glory is good at the purer light power, and at the same time, he is more inclined to long-range combat."

"Therefore, only those clansmen who have no distinctive personal abilities will designate themselves as 'Angels' after advanced Title Douluo. The reason why you haven't seen it in the underworld is that the holy ancestors don't allow it." Use this as your title."

Qian Zhaoguang: "."

That idiot who co-authored Qian Renxue can inherit the position of Angel God?
After the divine sense of the first angel god disappeared without a trace, the automatic selection function of the angel god position is not very smart, so it can only detect the one with the most matching power characteristics, right?
This truth is a little bit grassy.

Just as Qian Zhaoguang was feeling emotional, a huge figure surfaced and released a strong black light in the air.

The only remaining cat angel was startled by the power of darkness covering the sky, and quickly flapped its wings and landed on the nearby tree.

Her hands and the six wings on her back continuously released the holy light, trying to drive away the darkness, hanging on the treetops like a holy light torch.

Soon, the black glow retracted, revealing a tall and stalwart man in the center.

Golden-eyed Black Dragon King——Di Tian.

Seeing that the power of darkness had disappeared without a trace, the dull cat angel became happy again, and danced in the air again heartlessly, swaying the power of holy light.

In the past, Ditian would impatiently condense a layer of soul power on the surface of his body to protect his body, keeping these annoying holy lights out.

However now.
He couldn't believe his eyes, and he didn't care about that little power of holy light.

Ditian now feels a little skeptical about life.

People who died tens of thousands of years ago are now resurrected?
Just standing in front of him alive?

A long time ago, when Qian Chaoguang sent the angels of the undead to the Star Dou Great Forest, although they were annoying, Di Tian was still secretly happy.

After all what to say.

If there is a family that beats you every generation after reaching the peak of cultivation, and you can't beat many of them.

After going on like this for tens of thousands of years, suddenly one day, you saw the "corpses" of two old opponents dangling in front of your eyes like a second fool.

Even if his powers are a little annoying, you're sure to have fun.

Especially since Di Tian couldn't beat the Holy Word Monarch back then, so he was even happier.

Um.
Of course, that was before.

Now he can't be happy at all, and even has a creepy feeling in his heart.

Who can tell him why the evil star who was able to defeat him back then was resurrected?

"Ditian, aren't you happy to see me again after 3000 years?" The Lord of the Holy Word said flatly, "I heard that you now have an extra title of Beast God."

"you you."

Even though he had heard from Bi Ji in advance, Di Tian still couldn't believe his eyes.

Dullness had become the only expression on his face.

The color of confusion has become everything in his eyes.

"Are you really a Holy Word Douluo?" Di Tian asked incredulously, "Didn't you die long ago? What's going on?"

"It is true that I have already fallen, but unfortunately, Zhaoguang brought me back from the underworld." The corner of the mouth of the Holy Word Monarch slightly drew a curve, "I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, your cultivation has not improved much, Just broke through a catastrophe. Why, are you still suppressing your own cultivation?"

Ditian's tough face twitched visibly to the naked eye: "You don't feel pain in your back when you're standing and talking, so why don't I want to continue to cultivate? If I don't suppress my cultivation, I can live to this day?"

"Soul beasts are suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth and cannot become gods. Although they can gain stronger power every time they successfully cross the catastrophe, they are also one step closer to death."

Speaking of this, Ditian had just reacted, and his face suddenly changed, revealing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Damn it, what did you just say? Qian Chaoguang brought you back from the underworld? After the war more than two years ago, you went to the legendary underworld? Is there really such a place?"

"Unfortunately, there really are." Qian Chaoguang nodded, "Not only the ancestors of Shengyan, but also the ancestors of Shengsheng and Huiyao came back with me."

"Holy Douluo is also resurrected!?" Ditian felt that he was almost Spartan, "Let me confirm that the holy ancestor you mentioned is the holy god who followed the first generation of angel gods and almost achieved light." Douluo?"

Seeing Ditian's suspicious appearance about Longsheng, Qian Chaoguang almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

The recognized number one in the world on the mainland, the beast god Di Tian, ​​the former number one in the world, unexpectedly showed this expression.

This is simply too much to laugh at.

Qian Chaoguang replied with a suppressed smile: "Of course, and I just heard about the love and hatred between you and our family for tens of thousands of years from the ancestor of Shengyan. I didn't expect the relationship between us to be so deep. ? No wonder you wanted to kill me so much back then."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, the expression on the face of the Holy Word Monarch suddenly turned cold, showing displeasure.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Ditian's forehead: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! At the beginning, I didn't know that Chaoguang was a descendant of the Angel family! Isn't this a stranger? Afterwards, Chaoguang himself admitted his parentage. After that, I didn't do anything else."

"Well, that's about the same." The Holy Word Monarch nodded slightly.

Ditian winked at Qian Chaoguang who was at the side, and said via voice transmission: "You are not authentic! You tricked me again! How many tricks did you have left behind to revive your family's ancestors?"

Qian Zhaoguang replied calmly: "I'm not authentic? Do you know what I'm here for today?"

This sentence immediately stunned Di Tianwen.

He looked at the Holy Word Monarch who retreated to the side, then at Qian Chaoguang, and asked, "So you two are here today."

"This place is not safe, go tell me."

Qian Zhaoguang looked up.

After casually releasing a gate of heaven, he beckoned to Ditian again.

"How? Do you have the guts to go around my base camp?"

Di Tian frowned: "What do you mean?"

Qian Zhaoguang spread his hands: "Literally, it really doesn't work. If you want me to go to the secret little space where he recuperates and recuperates, I don't care."

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(End of this chapter)