Thousands of Douluo templates

After getting a glimpse of the essence of the thorn brand, the God of Angels was silent for a moment, and then his eyes flashed, wanting to directly search Qian Renxue's memory to find out the origin of this brand.

The moment he took action, the originally silent thorn brand shone brightly, and holy feathers appeared out of thin air, surrounding Qian Renxue.A magnificent crown made of pure feathers of light was placed on her head again.The moment the crown appeared, the confusion in her eyes disappeared, leaving only the deep-hidden anger of being forced to read her memory.

With the help of the Thorn Brand, her soul remained awake, but she didn't show it.

"It's good that you woke up. Tell me everything you experienced without missing a word." The God of Angels didn't have any other emotions at all and was still so indifferent.In His view, everything about believers belongs to Himself, isn’t it normal to do whatever He wants to do to believers?

"Yes, that's what happened." Qian Renxue didn't dare to lie, so she told the God of Angels exactly what happened.But under the cover of countless feathers of light, the deep anger hidden deep in her eyes was not discovered.

The God of Angels indeed had a way to confirm whether Qian Renxue's words were true. He listened carefully to every word and confirmed that there were no falsehoods before nodding.

To be honest, the God of Angels was a little unsure whether what Tang Chen said was true or false.Judging from the nature of the power imprinted on that thorn, the God of Creation and Creator may or may not be sure that it is true. After all, that power has far exceeded the limit that he knows; disasters are indeed predicted in the divine world. , I don’t know when in the future, there will be a catastrophe that will sweep across the entire God Realm. Could it be that that catastrophe refers to the invasion of other worlds?

Because he knew far more than Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, he had a lot to think about.What's more, in His view, a being with the essence of light has no reason to deceive these little shrimps.

"Maybe it's true"

The God of Angels left such a word and returned to the God Realm.This kind of thing is no longer something He alone can solve. He wants to discuss it with the law enforcers of the world.Moreover, the power of the thorn brand touched him too much, and he had new insights into the future, which he also needed to return to the God Realm to understand carefully.

The moment the consciousness of the God of Angels returned, Qian Daoliu woke up. He saw his granddaughter lowering her head slightly in front of him, with emotions in her eyes that even he couldn't see through. He couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong, Xue'er, did the throne say something?"

"Disaster, maybe it's real. And"

Qian Renxue raised her head, her eyes full of determination. "I was thinking, if you become a god, can you really only inherit the throne?"

On her head, the thorn brand that had returned to its original shape flickered slightly.

Holy Soul Village, in the blacksmith shop in the corner of the village, Tang Chen watched boredly as Tang San fiddled with the parts on the tool table.

Three months have passed, and now Tang San has initially mastered the random cloak hammer technique.Under the nourishment of Tang Chen's Buddha power, he could already swing 36 hammers, far exceeding his own ability at this time in the original work.Even Tang Hao was a little stunned when he saw it.

Are all my children monsters?

Tang Hao had some doubts about life. He was already a genius enough, otherwise he would not have become the youngest titled Douluo in the mainland, but in front of his children, he was really not good enough.

If this were another world, he would probably sigh: "My son has the qualities to be a great emperor."

After two and a half months of repeated hammering, Tang San exceeded the task assigned by Tang Hao. He hammered the fifty centimeter square piece of pig iron full of impurities into half the size of a fist.At this moment, he was surprised to find that when the iron block was only the size of a fist, the pig iron turned into iron mother.And when only half the size of a fist was left, the iron mother turned into an iron spirit.

Many of the parts on the tool table now were forged by Tang San using that piece of iron.It was a hidden weapon called Xiujian, and it was also the simplest mechanical hidden weapon among Tang Sect's hidden weapons.But this was Tang San's first work in this world, and it was also the first work completed entirely by himself.

The sleeve arrows are divided into two parts: sleeves and arrows. Because the number of iron spirits is limited, Tang San only finished the sleeves, and he reforged the sleeve arrows. There are nine in total, all of which are only at the iron mother level.

But what Tang San didn't know was that Tang Chen secretly used Buddha's power to "consecrate" it, adding a series of bonuses such as armor breaking, true damage, weakness pursuit, energy breaking, etc. For level [-] The Soul Lord can cause considerable damage, and it is not impossible to kill him with one strike in a sneak attack.

But Tang Chen didn't plan to tell Tang San about this, let him feel his brother's love at this critical moment.

"Brother, your eyes are so strange."

Tang San felt an inexplicable chill.

Okay, this is a bad brother.

When Tang Chen lamented that Tang San didn't love him, Ouni-chan, he suddenly felt a sense of transparency, which was as refreshing as drinking cold water in the dog days of summer.The power of the Holy Light emerged in his body, beating happily, and even the Buddha's power, which had not improved for a long time, seemed to have loosened its bottleneck.

这 是

Tang Chen's eyes lit up. To be honest, he waited until the flowers withered and finally waited for Qian Renxue's assist.His background finally began to unfold.

The Creator's template has not changed much, but the cultivation speed has become a little faster.However, he could feel that the bottlenecks in the future had disappeared a lot, and this was what Tang Chen needed.As long as his power is strong enough, nothing can threaten him.

Just when Tang Chen was pleasantly surprised, his eyes suddenly fell into a trance. His consciousness left his body and came to a huge and supreme palace.

He was sitting on the throne in the center of the hall, with thousands of seraphs kneeling beneath him.At the forefront of the seraphs are six twelve-winged majestic beings that exude brilliance that is more dazzling than the sun.

But such a being was standing respectfully in front of Tang Chen at this moment.

where is this

Tang Chen widened his eyes and looked at the things in the hall.

"my lord"

Just as Tang Chen was thinking about what happened, a twelve-winged angel who stood solemnly, with chains wrapped around his wings and a sword on his back, took a step forward and knelt down on one knee.

"I have found the successor of the power of judgment, and I ask the supreme master to allow me to pass on the power. From then on, she will be the new saint of judgment. She will judge the sins and punishments of billions of creatures in the world, and serve as the basis for the darkness. The world brings the glory of our Lord”

"allow."

Tang Chen thought about it for a few moments and nodded.In this space, he gradually learned something.

After the background is unfolded, as long as sentient beings have thoughts about the template, whether it is expectation or fear, it will become the nourishment for the expansion of the power of the template.This space is something that comes with the Creator's template, and has the concepts of the Creator's many gods.

In other words, Godhead

Beings with divine status will have the opportunity to grow into true gods.However, no matter what, the creatures who have obtained the godhead cannot betray him.

Godhead is just a concept. Although it is impossible to advance without such a concept when reaching a certain realm, it itself does not consume much energy.

So

In the real world, Tang Chen's eyelids twitched after he had once again exhausted the Holy Light in his body. God damn concept does not consume energy, and once again there was no trace of the Holy Light power left.

Wait a minute, that angel just now seems to have twelve wings and is called the Saint of Sin.