Starting from Douluo, the draw of all realms begins

Soul bones, one of the rarest treasures on Douluo Continent.

Thousand-year-old soul bones have attracted countless people to pursue them.

A 10-year-old soul bone is a treasure that is enough to drive the Pope of Wuhun Palace into a frenzy and lead soul masters all over the world to rush for it.

As for the divine soul bone...

Unheard of in millions of years.

If a god really perishes, can he still leave behind his soul bones?

"Ding, remind the host, Douluo Continent is just the middle martial arts world among all the worlds. The gods of Douluo Continent are just stronger ants among all the worlds."

The words say so.

But for now, God is already the most powerful existence that Lin Feng can't reach.

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about this."

Lin Feng shook his head, shook the distracting thoughts out of his mind, and held up the skull with complicated emotions.

There are risks, but the rewards are greater.

A 10-year-old soul bone can elevate a soul master to almost a major realm, with multiple soul skills attached.

What about the divine soul bone?

"System, how do I absorb it?"

After pondering for a moment, Lin Feng took a deep breath and asked solemnly.

"Ding, just bring the soul bone close to the head and release the soul power to pull it."

The system's voice was still cold and mechanical, with no emotion at all.

Lin Feng followed the system's instructions and gently lifted the blood-red crystal in his hand.

The soul bone was like a dream, almost weightless, and had a gauze-like aura.

It is hard to imagine that its original owner was actually the Shura God who was famous for his bloody killings.

One second, two seconds.

It only took three seconds for the skull to stick to Lin Feng's forehead.

There are no spectacular scenes.

There was silence in the empty room.

There is only a faint trace of blood that penetrates the long river of time, space and time.

Light a lamp of soul in the dark and bloom quietly.

……

Lin Feng felt like he was in a trance.

The next moment, everything around him changed.

What was in front of him was no longer a simple room with a few pieces of ordinary furniture.

"Kill! Die for me!"

"For the glory of the gods, for the immortal will!"

"rush!"

Instead, it is a bloody, starry sky battlefield made of bones!

Using stars as weapons and divine beasts as mounts, the dazzling golden soul ring shines, and the blood-red dark gold soul ring whispers.

Countless roars and roars echoed in my ears.

A terrifying aura that could destroy the entire Star Dou Forest was freely moving around.

"This is... where?"

Lin Feng's eyes were blurred, looking towards the infinite sky.

"Ding, this is the memory world of God Shura's former master several generations ago. Although God Shura's will has dissipated, he cannot erase you. But you must break out of the huge memory world through your own thoughts before you can truly inherit the soul-killing skull of God Shura. "

"Ding, reminder, this memory world is the scene of the last battle between the gods, where God Shura perished."

Battle of the gods?

The memories of Lin Feng's previous life poured into his mind bit by bit, and the plot of the Douluo Continent extra chapter of the legend of the divine world gradually became clear.

In the original work written by San Shao, a dispute broke out in the divine world, and countless gods perished in the war.

In the end, it was Tang San and other powerful gods who turned the tide, and finally managed to retain a glimmer of hope.

It turns out that such a horrific war broke out in the God Realm countless years ago?

Swish!

Just when Lin Feng was thinking about these things, a terrifying dazzling spear turned into a meteor, pierced two floating continents one after another, and landed in front of him.

Boom!

Shura's divine power protected his body on its own, and the bloody murderous aura shook the spear away, and his aura was boundless.

Only then did Lin Feng wake up.

This is war.

Even though I am only replacing the former Shura God in the world of memory, I must not take it lightly.

The system said that he had to rely on himself to fight his way out of the siege before he could regain consciousness.

"If that's the case, let's fight!"

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly turned red, he gathered the Shura power in his body and rushed towards the battlefield.

Only those who come out of Shura can inherit the soul of Shura.

……

The silver moon hung high, and through the depths of the corridor of Tiandou Royal Etiquette Academy, a shadow slowly emerged.

"Reporting to the angel, the cause of that aura has been found to be from the residence of His Highness the Fourth Prince."

Shadow's voice was still hoarse, but there was a hint of fear in his tone.

He had never felt that kind of aura before.

Even Pope Bibi Dong and even the former Pope Qian Xunji never felt it.

That is... a higher level of power.

"The fourth prince?"

Qian Renxue, who was wearing a silver metal mask, narrowed her pupils slightly and waved her hand.

"Cancel the alert and return to your original position."

"Yes, my lord Angel."

The shadow in the darkness secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and after a moment, it disappeared into the empty corridor.

Qian Renxue was left alone, looking at the moon hanging in the sky with a complicated expression.

"Are you also...chosen by God?"

……

Less than an hour had passed in the outside world, but in Lin Feng's consciousness, he didn't know how much time had passed.

How many people did he kill?Oh no, how many gods?

one hundred?one thousand?Ten thousand?

He can't remember.

All he knew was that his artifact had been soaked in divine blood countless times, and it had become so corroded that it could no longer be lifted.

His divine power has long been reduced to its original spiritual existence, and even his spiritual fire has been exhausted.

"It turns out that there were so many gods in the divine world."

Lin Feng's blood-stained mouth curved into a bitter smile.

This memory world is extremely incomplete, only recording the most profound and painful memories of God Shura several generations ago.

The reason for the war is unknown.

Whether there were any survivors from the Great War is unknown.

What he can do is follow the will of God Shura and kill them one by one until the end of the world.

Click!

At this moment, a shattering sound suddenly appeared in the dim starry sky covered in blood.

Click click.

The cracking sound became louder and louder, and cracks as dense as a spider web began to spread in the starry sky.

Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide and struggled desperately to move.

But the body refuses to obey orders.

He is too tired.

The battle with God drained every inch of his mental energy, and when he was overloaded, he was unable to make a single move.

However, this is an opportunity to break out.

If he misses this opportunity, he may fall into this world of memory and never be reincarnated.

"Get up!"

Lin Feng bit the tip of his tongue and tried desperately to recall every trace of the cultivation method of the Purple Demon Eye in his mind.

Even a little bit, as long as he can improve his mental strength, he can rush out.

boom!

The next second, the starry sky shattered, and endless dawn came from behind the black curtain.

A purple divine light, like a bud in a desperate situation, burst out from Lin Feng's eyes.

It worked!

The mental power of the Purple Demon Eye pushed Lin Feng to use up his last strength and rush out of this memory world.

As for the collapse of the world behind him and the Twilight of the Gods, that is not something Lin Feng can consider.

That starry sky belongs to the past.

And the new future belongs to him.

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