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

Chenchuan collapsed on the ground, the pain caused by his body made his face extremely pale, and even his bones were crackling indirectly.

Although his strength has reached that of a false god, his body is only that of a demigod. It is obviously impossible to withstand the attack of the god king.

If he hadn't possessed the pseudo-supreme artifact, his body would have been penetrated by the attack just now.

Breathing the fresh air, he also began to mobilize the remaining soul power in his body to repair the damaged meridians.

It took three days of recovery before the depleted soul power in Chenchuan's body was relieved. But even so, he could still feel the pain caused by the torn muscles. Perhaps this was the majesty of God.

Returning to Qibao Glazed Sect, Chenchuan went directly into seclusion, hoping to take this opportunity to restore the soul power in his body. Only in this way can he complete the next assessment.

Now that he has completed four levels, he still has five levels left to complete the assessment standards. Only then can he break through his own shackles and become a strong man in the realm of the God King.

This recovery took about ten days.

No one else disturbed me during this period, so the recovery speed was naturally much faster than usual.

Chenchuan came outside the courtyard, put one hand behind his back and said, "I have recovered all my soul power. Can I continue with the fifth level assessment?"

He understood that there was not much time left for him. If he could not break through before Bibi Dong became the Rakshasa God, he might be killed.

Therefore, no matter what, he must complete the assessment task before the opponent breaks through level 100.

[The fifth test, the test in the illusion, is considered as passing when you come out of the illusion. 】

"Illusion assessment?"

Chenchuan raised his eyebrows. This kind of thing was the last thing he wanted to see. It was easy to lose oneself in the illusion, and it was even impossible to distinguish what was reality and what was illusion.

Just like the Sea Fantasy Douluo in Poseidon Island, he used illusions to let his enemies taste the most painful things in the world, or the most beautiful things, making them unable to get out of it for the rest of their lives.

Before Chenchuan was ready, the scenery in front of him had already changed. When he appeared again, it was the time when he awakened his martial spirit at the age of six.

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Within the illusion.

Chenchuan looked at his tender hands, raised his head again, and stared at the Sword Bone Douluo in front of him, as if everything had returned to the original starting point.

The chaotic memory made him tremble slightly. The scenery in front of him was so real. Likewise, his memories over the years were also disappearing little by little.

Until he completely transformed into a six-year-old.

Sword Douluo smiled and said: "Chuan'er, put your right hand on the crystal stone to awaken your martial soul and soul power."

Bone Douluo Gu Rong also waited quietly, his soft eyes always staying on Chenchuan, as if this little guy was his most beloved grandson.

Chenchuan slowly walked forward, looked at the crystal stone in front of him, and subconsciously stretched out his right hand to rest on the crystal stone.

At this moment, the crystal stone suddenly shone with a faint brilliance, and the surging soul power fluctuations spread out in all directions like a stormy sea, and the air everywhere it passed became distorted.

Not only that, a miniature version of the Seven Kills Sword Wuhun appeared out of thin air in Chenchuan's hand, and the cold sword energy shot out in all directions. Anyone who touched it could feel the explosion of sword energy.

Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, put one hand behind his back and stared at the Seven Killing Sword Spirit in Chenchuan's hand, with a slightly satisfied expression on his face.

He is indeed the son of Brother Chenlong, and he truly deserves his reputation.

The best martial arts spirit, the Seven Killing Sword.

Sword Douluo also guided Chenchuan to test his innate soul power. After seeing the light that lit up around them, everyone involuntarily showed a look of surprise.

This breath...

Even Sword Douluo looked startled, then immediately stepped forward and looked at the scenery on the crystal stone, "Is this... innate soul power?"

Innate soul power level ten!

Sword Douluo nodded with satisfaction and said: "Not bad, not bad. He is worthy of being my grandson. Hahaha, the Seven Killing Sword Martial Spirit has a lot of innate soul power, and his future achievements will not be inferior to mine."

"Congratulations, Uncle Jian."

Ning Fengzhi nodded and walked forward with a smile.

"There will be a big banquet today, and early tomorrow morning we will arrange for Chuan'er to hunt the soul beasts and obtain the first soul ring configuration."

Sword Douluo was in a good mood and arranged for people to prepare a banquet, saying that he wanted his grandson to have the best soul ring configuration.

"okay."

Sword Douluo smiled heartily, picked up Chenchuan, and kissed him hard on the face, "It would be great if your father and your mother were here, and they would definitely be proud of you."

"Dad...Mom?"

Chenchuan covered his head and felt the incomparable pain in his head, like hundreds of silver needles piercing his head crazily, making his body tremble.

"Chuan'er?"

Sword and Bone Douluo immediately ran forward. Looking at Chenchuan whose face was full of pain, he was also quite worried. He didn't know what was going on. Why was he suddenly in such pain?

Chenchuan covered his head, and the six-year-old child made a strange sound, "What did I forget...! What did I forget...ah!"

"Chuan'er?"

Sword Douluo was so anxious that he almost cried, and immediately said: "Fengzhi, call a doctor quickly, quickly!!"

Ning Fengzhi also immediately arranged for people to go search for her, knowing that Chuan'er was the darling of the two uncles. If something happened, the whole continent might be shaken.

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at dusk.

The sect doctor said seriously: "We investigated and found nothing wrong, but we learned from his mouth that he seemed to have forgotten something... I don't know what it was exactly."

"But I have fallen asleep now. I have also evolved my body for Young Master Chenchuan. There shouldn't be any big problems at the moment,"

"If anything happens to my grandson, you don't have to live anymore."

Sword Douluo's eyes were cold and piercing, and he even wanted to kill this guy for a moment, but thinking that Chuan'er was still in a coma, he decided to let him go first.

The doctor was already so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground to save his life.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong waved his hand, indicating that the other party could leave. If he stayed any longer, he might be easily killed by Ken Dao Chen Xin.

Sword Douluo walked into the room, looked at Chenchuan lying on the bed, and frowned, "Chuan'er, what on earth have you forgotten...!"

At this time, Sword Douluo's eyes were already red, and he held Chen Chuan's little hand tightly. At the same time, there was a pain in his heart. He didn't understand what Chuan'er had forgotten and why he was in so much pain.