Douluo's Desolate Ancient Sacred Body

Ding Han fell into the blood pool and gradually sank, his clothes disappearing into nothing.

Ding Han has been struggling hard, but as he sinks deeper and deeper, Ding Han's resistance movements become smaller and smaller.

Figures of people kept flashing in his mind, "Old man Bai Zhan, I may not be able to wait until you wake up."

"Father, mother, I can no longer fulfill the important task of destroying the Tiandou Empire. I miss you, so I will come down to accompany you."

"Teacher, I'm sorry, we are destined to meet again." After saying this, Ding Han slowly closed his eyes.

Bibi Dong, who returned to Wuhun Hall, suddenly felt her heart tremble, as if she had lost something, but after she came to her senses, a cold expression appeared on her face again.

Ah Yin in the Sunset Forest felt the dimness of his bloodline origin and shook himself desperately, as if he wanted to break out of the ground.

The outside world thought that he was wearing a golden robe and lying on the throne in a lazy posture, and then felt a breath dissipate.

"Has the ancient inheritance been interrupted? It seems that those old guys still haven't given up! But the bloodline has been interrupted, and their efforts are of no avail."

In the Ancient Temple of the Ancient Emperor, Bai Zhan felt Ding Han's aura dissipate and was shocked when Tian Shen suddenly appeared next to him.

"Senior Tianshen, do you feel it?"

"Little Han's aura has dissipated, but the origin of his soul is still there."

Hearing this, Bai Zhan said directly: "Then what are you waiting for? Quickly unlock the seal and save him!"

Tian Shen shook his head, "This is a test for him and an experience for him."

"Test? Experience? What a waste of experience when a man is about to die. Open the seal and I'll go out and save him."

Seeing Bai Zhan in such a posture, Tian Shen knocked him unconscious.

Looking at Bai Zhan who fainted on the ground, Tian Shen couldn't help but said: "Don't think you are the only one who is worried about Boy Han. If I hadn't sensed that Boy Han still retains his soul consciousness, I would have rushed out to kill him."

Ding Han was eroded by the sea of ​​blood, and the martial spirit emerged from behind him. He actively opened his hands and embraced him in his arms. However, the small wound left on his chest and the murderous aura in the sea of ​​blood forced directly into his heart. Corrode it.

Just like this, Ding Han's body suddenly fell to the ground. The unconscious Ding Han gradually opened his eyes and looked at a golden figure wrapping him. Ding Han raised his hand and touched it gently. The figures dispersed instantly.

Ding Han looked at the sea of ​​blood above his head, "Is this the underworld?"

Turning his head to look, a red hall came into view. Ding Han slowly stood up, but fell to the ground again.

Looking at his broken body and the rotten wounds on his chest, he said, "Oh, I look so embarrassed, it's really a mockery!"

Because he was eager to prove himself, he was arrogant. Because he broke through to level 40 at the age of ten, even Tang San in the original novel did not have his talent, which made him arrogant.

But the reluctance in his heart drove him to crawl towards the main hall. Before he could even take a step, his body was in severe pain.

Ding Han gritted his teeth, sweat continued to flow from his forehead, and his body continued to tremble.

"No, I can't give up. There must be something I need there."

After climbing for an unknown amount of time, Ding Han finally came to the stairs under the main hall. Looking at the main hall not far away, Ding Han paused for a while, and then climbed up again.

As Ding Han's physical injuries worsened, his crawling speed became slower and slower. Ding Han had to use all his strength every time he climbed up a step.

After a long time, when Ding Han climbed up the last step, his whole body relaxed.

After pausing again, he crawled into the hall. When he reached the door, he used all his strength to push the door open.

The God Realm was originally chasing the evil Shura God and stopped. After feeling the movement of the inheritance temple he had left behind, he revealed an incredible expression on his face after examining it with his divine sense.

Looking at Shura who was chasing after him, and after looking at the expression on Shura's face, Evil also knew that something was wrong, "Asura, what happened?"

"You will know after you see it yourself." Shura waved one hand, and the screen appeared in front of the evil.

After reading it, Evil said to Shura cautiously: "Shura, is this the genius you mentioned?"

Shura nodded, "Well, I didn't expect that he actually survived."

"Shura, I am very optimistic about this child. How about giving him to me."

Shura rolled his eyes and said, "Evil, what are you thinking about? Do you really want to fight me?"

"Shura, I'm serious. He is so seriously injured, how do you plan to treat him? Don't forget, God cannot treat him privately."

"Evil, stop talking nonsense. It's impossible to give him up to you. Just give up on this idea! If you are injured, don't forget that every god has the right to enjoy the fountain of life once. This is okay It is given to one’s successor to improve the successor’s qualifications.”

After listening to Shura's words, "Shura, you haven't drank your share yet?"

Shura didn't want to talk nonsense with evil, so he turned and left.

"Shura, where are you going?"

"Go to life, take my share of the spring of life, and hand it over to that silly boy."

Looking at Shura going away, Evil said angrily: "Why is such a good successor not mine? No, I want to find kindness to vent the pain in my heart."

"If it doesn't work, finish the unfinished postures last time, and try the tiger going down the mountain today! The Poison Dragon Diamond last time was very comfortable."

Evil left with a lustful smile, not knowing what terrible things would happen tonight.

In the Tree of Life, the dusty Shura just arrived and shouted directly: "Life, are you there?"

A purple man appeared and said to Shura: "Shura, what are you doing here?"

"Destruction, don't talk so arrogantly, life is here!"

The person who came was none other than the husband of the Goddess of Life, the God King of Destruction.

Destruction's face darkened, "Shura, how dare you say a word?"

"Destruction, I'm really in a hurry this time. Tell me where my life is. I'll come back to make trouble with you after I've taken care of the emergency."

"Shura, you are too..."

Before Destruction could finish speaking, a pleasant voice came from inside.

"Xiao Zi, you are still so irritable, it's better for me to talk to him."

"God King Shura, I wonder if you have any business with me?"

Shura also said, "Life, I need a fountain of life. Please give it to me quickly. I need it urgently."

Next to him, Destruction spoke again: "Shura, don't you know that each god can only receive the Fountain of Life once?"

God Shura is not a good-tempered person either, "Destruction, I really don't have time to argue with you now. If something happens to my descendant, I won't let you go."

"Shura, you are too presumptuous." Destruction said angrily.

The goddess of life on the side said: "Xiao Zi, be quiet."

Apologizing, he said to God Shura: "King Shura, I'm sorry, Xiao Zi has such a temper. Wait a moment, I will go get the fountain of life."

Destruction on the side couldn't help but said: "Xiao Lu, what are you doing?"

But the goddess of life still turned around and entered the tree of life. Not long after, there was a small bottle in her hand.

"God King Shura, take the fountain of life from inside!"

After Shura picked up the fountain of life, he turned around and left.

"Xiao Lu, what are you doing? Why do you have to give him a share? You broke the rules like this, do you understand?"

"Xiao Zi, this is Shura's first fountain of life. Otherwise, do you think that as a god king, he would still break the rules?"

"Is this Shura's first share?"

Life nodded, turned around and walked into the Tree of Life.

Ding Han climbed into the hall, took a deep breath and looked around, and found that the hall was empty, with only a blood-red seat standing above him. After reading this, Ding Han suddenly lost all his energy.

Just when he was about to give up, he saw a figure emerging from the blood-red seat and said to him: "Boy, do you just want to give up?"

"Give up? I never thought about giving up, but now..." Ding Han hesitated.

"Boy, as long as you agree to accept my inheritance, I will give you a chance. What do you think?"

Ding Han looked at the shadow not far away and said, "If you can really bring me hope, it doesn't matter if I promise you."

Just after Ding Han finished speaking, he passed out again. This time his breath was so low that he was shaking like a kite with short strings.

"Boy, you are lucky this time."

The phantom took out a green bottle and poured it into Ding Han's mouth.