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Chapter 155: Returning Fang Huasheng

After the young man spit out a mouthful of blood, cracks appeared on his body and limbs, looking as if they were about to shatter.

Through the response of his own divine power, he immediately knew that he must have been cursed of some kind.

He also realized that the blood he left outside might have been used by someone.

In fact, it is not that no one has done this in the past, but the result is that it has no effect on the Yipar Protoss. This is because the Yipal Protoss itself is at the upper reaches of the power level, and low-level powers cannot threaten them.

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On the other hand, when the Ypal Protoss was still a powerful whole, those who dared to do this were basically eliminated, so they naturally did not have to take it into consideration.

But the situation is different now. The person who cast the curse is obviously not weaker than him in terms of power level, or even higher than him, and now there is no powerful Ipal god to rely on.

But it's not like he can't save himself.

As soon as he lowered his head, there was a flash of golden light in his eyes, but he carved a divine symbol on the ground. Then he held up the El Golden Spear, turned the spearhead upside down, and stabbed himself in the chest!

A golden arrogant light flashed on the surface of his body, and the broken places were closed again. Even the blood and broken tissues on the ground were gathered back into his body.

This is a kind of divine retrospection, and it is also an ability possessed by the upper-level Ilcai. He can make his body return to a certain stage in the past that he recognizes, and any physical injuries and mental injuries suffered thereafter will

The pain can be erased by this, but at the same time, the memory of this period is also erased.

Relying on the Il Golden Spear, he would hardly lose any strength in doing so. At the moment of recovery, he just felt dazed for a moment, and then slowly pulled out the golden spear and stood up again.

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He looked at the divine symbol he left on the ground again, and through the information conveyed by the symbol, he understood what had just happened.

His face was solemn at this time, and he felt that he had to try to get back the blood that had been scattered outside. However, because he had left the inner divine dome at this moment, he could not do it directly, so he needed to set up the void ceremony of the Ypar tribe to offer sacrifices.

Get it back by sacrificing something.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He raised his hand and took a look, only to see that fine cracks appeared again on his arm, and they were gradually expanding.

Not just here, his body was also torn apart again. Blood overflowed from the cracks and flowed to the ground, unable to stop it.

His expression changed, and he had no choice but to insert the Iljin Spear into his chest again after leaving the talisman behind, forcing his body to return to its previous state.

When he got down, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately carved the divine characters of the Ypar Protoss on the ground with his golden spear, and began to arrange the void ceremony.

But just after a dozen breaths, the feeling of body collapse came again, this time more violently. When he discovered it, several of the fingers holding the golden spear were broken due to too much force.

Come on, it fell to the ground.

He immediately realized that if he continued like this, he would not be able to complete this ritual at all, and he would have to find a way to resist the intrusion for a period of time.

He couldn't help but look at the two El Colossi.

This thing was originally used as the armor of the Lord Ypal. It can consolidate and resist many external injuries, and may buy him a certain amount of time.

It's just that the evil god who was sealed inside must be extracted first, otherwise it will bring him more trouble.

He touched the golden ring on his wrist, and the golden sphere on top turned, and a ray of light fell on one of the giant statues. After a moment, a ray of gray-white light that made people sick was pulled out from inside.

came out and was absorbed into it.

But when he looked again at this moment, the golden sphere had transformed into a strange ball of flesh wrapped together by smooth limbs.

The young man knew that if he left it alone, the evil god might escape later, but he had no time to care about it now.

In just such a short moment, his condition became even worse. Almost all his fingers fell off, and even half of his lower jaw fell off.

He stumbled towards the giant statue, and with every step he took, his body broke in more places. After just a few steps, his whole body was almost like a leaky water bag.

After leaving the talisman behind, he used the golden spear again to restore his body, and then he crashed into the giant statue, and his whole body was submerged in it in an instant.

The hall suddenly became quiet.

But just a few breaths later, the entire colossus began to shake. Finally, a light flashed above the colossus, and he stumbled out again and fell to the ground, with one hand and half of his foot also falling.

Got out.

This time, he didn't even have time to leave the divine talisman. He stretched out his remaining cracked hand, took the golden spear, and stabbed himself hard again. A golden light flashed in the hall, and he

Then he recovered.

He turned his head. Although his memory was no longer there, he could infer from the two divine sigils left behind and the empty Il Colossus that the attempt just now should have failed, and he could not leave it in time.

The talisman further illustrates the seriousness of the matter.

And it was not difficult for him to feel that the time he could stay intact after recovery became increasingly short.

However, in the midst of constant torture, his own desire to survive also allowed his divine power to see a way to solve such problems.

For him, there are three ways. One is to improve the level of his divine power, so that he can definitely get rid of the current predicament, but this is impossible. The growth of the power of the Ipal Protoss requires a long period of accumulation, and the more it reaches the

The higher it is, the harder it is to improve.

The second way is to use another life of equal value to compensate for him.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the three divine fruits. If they were watered with blood, a new Ipar protoss could be born in a short time...

But he immediately gave up this idea. Since the other party was using his blood, if it didn't work this time, it could be done next time. And he actually had a lot of blood scattered outside. He didn't know how much the other party had mastered. This method

Doesn't apply either.

Then there is only one last way. That is to return to the divine dome to escape this disaster.

But he also knew that this was the path prepared by his opponent. It could also be said that the curse was forcing him to go back.

But he has no choice now. The current threat is real. It will be unreasonable to continue to fight, and he may not be unable to find a way out if he goes back.

In fact, there was another way. An idea suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, but he flatly rejected it and said coldly: "No, don't think of it."

He immediately touched the golden ring and pushed the entire flying boat back towards the inner dome of God.

Sure enough, as he walked back, his physical condition improved greatly, and the force that harmed him subsided like an ebbing tide. The cracks that had appeared on his body no longer expanded, but slowly converged.

However, he felt that once his thoughts changed, this power would emerge again, so he did not dare to act rashly.

But since he was about to return to the mainland, he consciously had to make any preparations. He picked up the golden spear and pointed it at the remaining colossus of Il. The eyes of the colossus lit up, glowing red, showing that it was alive.

Came over.

At this time, he looked at the rotating star track. It seemed to be regressing rapidly at the moment. After reaching a certain position, it suddenly paused. At the same time, the whole hall shook heavily, as if it had returned from illusion.

In reality, everything around him became solid.

He knew that he had returned to the divine dome again.

At this time, he also felt something. When he touched the golden ring on his hand, the giant metal in front of him slowly separated, and bright light shone in from the outside. He also held the golden spear and walked out step by step.

Stepping on the metal steps and taking heavy steps, he came under the skylight. When he looked up, he saw a young Taoist standing in the sky, shrouded in jade mist and starlight, with his Taoist robes fluttering. At this moment, he lowered his eyes and looked at

Go there and wait for him to come back.

The young man held the golden spear tightly and spoke slowly in Tianxia language: "God of Tianxia..."

Zhang Yu said calmly: "There are no gods in Tianxia."

The young man was silent for a moment and said, "I apologize for the hostility I showed. I wonder if there is any way to calm down Tianxia's anger?"

It was not difficult for Zhang Yu to notice what was going on in his mind. He lowered his head to accept the punishment and hunkered down patiently. He would come again when the situation was strong. This strange god, who was different from the barbaric and ignorant gods in the past, knew how to give in and compromise and wait for the opportunity.

He said: "Your Majesty ordered his men to pollute the people of Tianxia. This crime is unavoidable. I must take you back and let Tianxia Xuanting judge you for the crime."

The young man was immediately reluctant, because if he was caught and the other party regretted it, he would have no power to resist at all.

He raised the golden spear, heard a rumble, and the giant statue of El came out behind him.

He said cautiously: "I admit my fault, and I am willing to atone for it at the price. This statue of Il is the crystallization of my wisdom. In the battle, it can show its strength as much as mine. I can

Dedicate it and its production method to Tianxia, ​​just to forgive me."

Although he said such low-profile words, he also promoted his own strength and showed that he was not helpless at the moment.

Zhang Yu looked at him and said: "What is the name of the emperor?"

The young man performed a Tianxia etiquette and solemnly said: "Ichimandan, Ir, the son of Iche, the upper-level guard of the Ipar Protoss."

Zhang Yu didn't know much about Yipar, but through the transmission of spiritual consciousness, he was able to accurately understand the meaning. He nodded and said: "My name is Zhang Yu, Dongting Xuanshou, Tianxia Shouzheng."

After a pause, he looked up and said, "Your Majesty, if you are willing to surrender, your life will be safe. If you are not willing, I will use my strength to surrender."

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