Peerless God Emperor

The first thousand eight hundred and ninety-seven chapters

Ding Xi has always regarded Jiang Dongliu as his friend.

But in his heart, no one can replace the awakening position.

When he was most desperate, he awoke and saved him.

When he was most helpless, awakening helped him.

In fact, it's not quite right to say that, because Ding Xi also gave up his life to save him from waking up.

But in Ding Xi's mind, that's what he thinks.

This makes no sense.

If the greatest impact of awakening on Jiang Dongliu was to support him through the darkest and turbulent years, then the impact of awakening on Ding Xi was already deep in his bones.

Moreover, Ding Xi is not repulsive at all.

"you win!"

Jiang Dongliu looked towards Wake, put on a stinky face.

Su Xing gently twisted the white jade wine glass with his thumb and index finger, and said: "The stage you are standing on now, we can't go up temporarily, forcibly pulling us up does not make much sense."

"However, if you believe in our potential, then Ding Xi and I will appear on that stage sooner or later. At that time, I hope you and Liu Wuji will welcome us with a toast."

Jiang Dongliu raised his glass and said, "I have been here for hundreds of millions of years, but it's not too late."

Ding Xi also picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "At that time, we will kill a few demon ancestors to celebrate."

"This is heroic!"

Jiang Dongliu laughed, and the three drank the wine in one cup.

"Listening to what you just said, it should be a bet on me! What is the bet?" Ding Xi asked curiously, putting it in the glass.

Jiang Dongliu pointed to awakening, and said, "If I win, he will go with me with you. If I lose, he will open whatever the conditions are."

Ding Xi said with a look of surprise: "You two are really betting! One bet on the future, the other bet on everything. By the way, you great ancestor, how does it feel to lose the bet?"

"What are you afraid of? I don't believe what he can do to me." Jiang Dongliu said with a bachelor's face. He was not afraid of awakening the lion and opening his mouth, but he was afraid that he would not speak.

"If you find Shui Xiyue, help me take one or two." Su Xing said.

"Is it all gone?" Jiang Dongliu rolled his eyes and said with a bored look: "I and her are friends anyhow, you need to talk more about this kind of thing, you change the terms."

"You may not believe it. I don't seem to need your help." Su Xing shook his head.

"...Brother, we are familiar with each other, but you brag so unscrupulously in front of us, it's too much!"

Jiang Dongliu said one hundred unwillingly: "Although I know that your talent is extraordinary, but I look at your divine origin aura, it seems ordinary and strange!"

"That's because you don't have enough eyesight." Su Xing said lightly.

"Old Su, keep your eyes open and take a good look. I'm a **** ancestor now. You said I don't have enough eyesight? Come on, I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language..."

Jiang Dongliu was really unhappy this time. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, staring at Wake up and down with an unbelievable look, and tentatively asked: "Brother, didn't you make that thing? "

"Is the thing in your mouth like this?"

Awakening face was calm and calm, and revealed the breath of the gods of good fortune.

"Damn!"

Jiang Dongliu stood up directly from the stool, awakened with his fingers, and said tremblingly: "Pervert, your pervert has actually created the source of good luck."

Ding Xi stared at Jiang Dongliu contemptuously, and said faintly: "You are also a dignified ancestor anyway, can you not make such a fuss about everything, OK?"

"..."

Jiang Dongliu wanted to yell, this is the source of good fortune, isn't it normal to be surprised by himself? But when it came to his mouth, he endured it, he was afraid that he would be despised again.

But not shouting out does not mean that he is not surprised.

Divine cultivation in the God Realm does not know where it is, more numerous than the sky full of stars, and vaster than the sea and earth, but there are very few who can create the source of good fortune.

Talent, savvy, and chance are indispensable, and even involve the theory of personal fate.

Jiang Dongliu is the ancestor of the gods, but he also only created a third-rank god-given **** source, of course, the use of "mere" here is a bit too much, after all, the third-rank **** god source is also extremely existence.

However, it still cannot be compared with the source of good fortune.

"You guy will always give people great surprises, just like the battle with the gunman back then, everyone thought you would be defeated, and you broke the gunman arm."

"It is said that the gunman created a sculpture for you personally, just to remind yourself day and night, don't forget the defeat that year."

Jiang Dongliu smiled bitterly and shook his head. He actually wanted to take the opportunity to give him a chance to wake up, so that when he left, he would feel more at ease.

But wherever he thought, Awakening had shaped the source of good fortune, which caused his original preparations to be useless.

"The gunman also made a statue for me?" Su Xing looked surprised.

"Yes! One of the top ten titled demon ancestors of the Demon Realm, personally sculpt a statue for you, this glory is not something that everyone can enjoy." Jiang Dongliu smiled.

Wake up and rolled his eyes, he felt that this should be a crisis.

Especially this time, he also killed the opponent's young disciple Zhan Yu.

Fortunately, the gunmaster is too powerful, with countless pairs of eyes staring, and there are not many opportunities to set foot in the gods to find him.

"Old Ding, didn't you also create the source of good fortune?" Jiang Dongliu glanced at Ding Xi in surprise.

"The source of good fortune is not Chinese cabbage, anyone can shape it." Ding Xi smiled bitterly.

Jiang Dongliu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Ding Xi had also shaped the source of good fortune. Then the heart of his **** ancestor could not stand such a big impact!

"Then you can't refuse me!" Jiang Dong Liu said.

"I don't have that qualification." Ding Xi shook his head indifferently.

"I have two things here, one is the'Five Nether God Source', and the other is the'heart of death'."

Jiang Dongliu paused, and said to Ding Xi: "You are on the path of the Divine Path of Death, and you should understand the difference between these two things. On the path of the Divine Path of Death, the most powerful one is the'Nine Nether Divine Source', so the same It is a source of good fortune."

"My Five Nether Divine Source is a third-grade Heavenly Granted Divine Source. If I help you graft, you can have it instantly, and your talent will be dozens of times higher than it is now."

"However, grafting is not the right way after all. There are gains and losses, and it will stop your talent. And this death heart, although it is not a third-grade god, it will not destroy your talent."

Ding Xi said simply and simply: "You don't need to say any more, I choose the heart of death."