Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

However, Chenchuan's words did not attract the Shura God, and even the air waves formed in the sky directly shattered the light pillar that Chenchuan had condensed with his soul power.

It seemed like a warning from God Shura to him.

The first-generation Shura God of the Douluo God Realm was the god of killing, in charge of killing, judgment, and laws. Together with the God of Good, the God of Evil, the Goddess of Life, and the God of Destruction, he formed the God Realm Committee of the Douluo God Realm.

He has the responsibility of judging the gods, and also has the task of taking charge of the divine world and maintaining the rules. He is entitled to one vote when the committee of the divine realm has disagreements and votes.

Chenchuan just smiled indifferently and said: "Senior Shura God is really brave, but I also need to remind you that if the city of killing is completely dissipated, only these few people in the world will have the realm of killing gods. personal."

"Pope Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Palace has the divine inheritance of the Rakshasa God. Tang Hao has now become a useless person, and I am the only one who has the realm of the God of Death."

"If I give up this inheritance, then Shura God may not have a chance to obtain a true inheritance person in the next ten thousand or even one hundred thousand years."

As Chenchuan's voice fell, a giant blood-red tornado with a height of 100 meters suddenly formed in the sky.

Endless energy shrouded all the bones here together, and under Chenchuan's gaze, they burst into pieces, turned into a ball of powder, and disappeared without a trace.

Chenchuan waved his big hand and defeated the dust in front of him. At the same time, he said calmly: "Senior should also want to find someone to inherit the inheritance, but it is a pity that people who now have the realm of the God of Death and can obtain the Asura God are like They are as rare as a feather."

"presumptuous!"

As a powerful voice suddenly sounded, the entire Killing City began to tremble crazily like an earthquake. In an instant, the strong smell of blood hit the face, and the endless air-conditioning also covered the entire space within ten miles. blockade.

I saw a figure suddenly walking out of the previous vision of heaven and earth. It was the divine thought left by God Shura in this world.

God Shura's figure is a bit slender compared to the tall and burly first-generation sea god Poseidon, but he is taller than Poseidon and has an icy aura condensed from substantial murderous intent.

The whole body is wrapped in dark red magic patterns, and dark red light surrounds the body of God Shura. He wears an armor covered with dark red magic patterns and has a pair of blood-red eyes.

God Shura is between the gods of light and the gods of darkness. He is a being that is both good and evil. Although he is responsible for killing, he is upright and upright by nature, making the world of gods clear and clear.

As a law enforcer in the God Realm, he will never violate the rules or break the law, but he will also make some conveniences to facilitate his Shura inheritance, and make reasonable use of the rules without violating them.

God Shura arranged the inheritance assessment in the City of Killing. However, in order to prevent his successor from encountering the obstruction of God Shura again, God Rakshasa changed the original form of City of Killing, turning what was originally just a world of killing into a fallen place. , where evil lies.

Asura God's spiritual thoughts were constantly being eroded and contaminated with countless impurities. As a result, Shura God recognized Tang Chen's strength and ability and granted Tang Chen the Nine Asura Exams. After that, Tang Chen was disturbed by Rakshasa God's spiritual thoughts and failed to complete the mission of Shura God. Assessment.

"Chenchuan, do you really think I need a successor?!"

God Shura's pupils reflected endless cold light. He was not as easy to talk to as Poseidon, the god of the sea, so he used his spiritual energy directly towards Chenchuan.

The ground beneath Chenchuan was cracking on a large scale at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, making it impossible for him to even lift his head.

"You are worthy of being a powerful God King, and you are indeed worthy of your reputation, but this is just your divine will, and your strength is not one percent of what it was back then."

"So what, if I want to kill you, it will be as simple as crushing an ant." God Shura spoke calmly as if he was arrogant to the world.

"Senior, it is indeed very easy to kill me. But don't forget, the powerful in the God Realm are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of mortals. If you kill me, then the God Realm will probably not let you go."

God Shura knitted his brows together. Looking at Chenchuan who dared to threaten him, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He was really a sharp-tongued boy.

In the end, God Shura removed his pressure and reminded lightly: "This god is not a first-class god like Poseidon, the sea god. If you don't want to inherit, then your grandfather can't do it either."

Chenchuan exhaled a breath and said: "Senior, this is wrong. If my grandfather does not have the chance to inherit, then no one in this world can inherit the god Shura."

"It's ridiculous."

God Shura turned around and waved his hand. Chenchuan's eyes also experienced earth-shaking changes. He who was still in the mass grave had arrived in a magnificent palace.

As the Shura God, he sat directly on the throne, staring at the Chenchuan in front of him with indifferent eyes.

"Boy, there are thousands of powerful people in the Douluo Continent. Even if I miss you, I won't believe it. No one will have the chance to inherit the Shura God!"

"Senior is indeed right. Such people may appear in thousands or tens of thousands of years. One day in the divine world and one year in the mortal world. You only need to wait twenty years to find someone who possesses The person who will succeed the Shura god."

"But senior, are you willing to spend twenty years waiting?"

The reason why the gods in the divine world inherit their gods to others is to be able to break through the shackles of this world one day and reunite with their families. Because life in the divine world is too lonely.

Back then, when the Dragon God was conducting a grand ceremony to transform the Dragon Realm into a divine star, he violated the laws of the universe and fell into madness due to the interference of the laws of the universe. In order to stop the Dragon God Shura, he had to kill him.

The crazy Dragon Clan led all the beast gods to attack Shura God and the others, causing countless gods to perish and the entire God Realm to be smaller than before.

After waking up, the Dragon God swallowed up all the resentment in the divine world. In addition, the resentment and all the negative emotions generated by the Dragon God himself were sealed in the body of the Dragon God.

God Shura was entrusted by the Dragon God to cut open the body of the Dragon God, allowing the good thoughts to leave, preserving a glimmer of life for the Dragon Clan, while the evil thoughts were suppressed in the God Realm, and took time to disappear.

But in that battle, countless powerful men from the God Realm were killed and injured, and even his family members had perished, which made him hate his own gods for a time.

God Shura frowned and said, "I didn't expect you to know so much. It seems that it's not just me and Poseidon who have been looking for you, right?"

"No comment on that."

After hearing these words, God Shura stood up slowly, immediately put one hand behind his back, and teleported to Chenchuan.

"I am not that idiot Poseidon. He is willing to hand over the God of Poseidon to Bone Douluo Gu Rong, but I will not hand over the God of Shura to Chen Xin, a swordsman from the Seven Killing Sword lineage.

He is really too old. If you want, I can pass it on to you. How about that? "

Chenchuan shook his head unceremoniously and said: "I'm sorry, Senior Shura God, you should also know my character. I have killed countless people and seen countless lives and deaths, but my lifelong wish is to create my own gods, so that I can The Seven Killing Sword lineage has its own god.”

"What an arrogant young man."

God Shura threw his embroidered robe angrily and said sarcastically: "Do you really think that anyone can create their own gods? There are many dangers in creating your own gods. If you are not careful, you may die. Most of them are even second-level gods. They have There are very few first-level gods.”

"My god is the King of Gods. It's just that you don't know how to cherish it. You actually want to create your own god. You really don't know how to live or die. I don't know what you, a kid, think."

"Throughout the ages, there have been more than a thousand peerless Douluo who created their own gods, but only a handful of more than twenty people have succeeded. Only five of them have first-level gods. What virtues and abilities do you have? "

God Shura simply does not believe that Chenchuan can succeed, and may even suffer backlash. At that time, he will definitely die because of it.

A lifetime of hard work is in vain, so what’s the point?

It's just a poor idea.

Chenchuan shrugged and said with a smile: "How do you know you won't succeed if you haven't tried it?"

"success?"

God Shura also laughed: "What a ridiculous joke. Boy, you are very talented and relatively young. You have a long way to go. It would be a pity to die young like this."

"I would like to remind you that the key to longevity is to be wise and careful. Smart people often do not live long."

Facing Shura God's sarcasm, Chenchuan remained unmoved. No matter what happened, he would never give up. Even if the final outcome was death, he would still give it a try.

If you fail, you will be solely responsible for everything.

But if it succeeds, then the Seven Killing Sword lineage will really become famous all over the world. Not only for themselves, but also for their own family and their deceased father.

God Shura looked at the steadfast Chenchuan and sat cross-legged. The scenery of the two changed again and turned into a paradise. The environment here is beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and a bottomless stream flows down the river.

Huaishui Bamboo Pavilion, the seventh day of July.

God Shura made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time, a game of chess appeared in front of the two of them. This game seemed to be dead, but if there was a chance, there would also be a glimmer of hope.

Chenchuan said calmly: "What do you mean, senior?"

"Don't worry, the time here is completely different from that of the outside world. A day here is only half an hour in the outside world."

God Shura sat on the chair, picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip and said calmly: "Sit down and chat with me for a while." (End of Chapter)