In the descriptions of the catastrophe of the gods that were included in the epic by various star clans in later generations, the white dragon became a god in the true sense. He directly advanced from commanding the sky city to become the only god of existence consciousness in the entire interstellar.

As for the existence of the spirit world, it has become impossible to verify. Only a few words were found in those books later, and it was known that it was the place where the various star races originated and a legend about gods and monsters.

That day, no one knew how the dragon clan Youhuang became a god at a critical moment, but the real god was born to be incomparable to those on the ground and downstairs. Every step he took was haloed, and those with halos were like those of later generations. Like a banished fairy in comics.

The overwhelming momentum made everyone unable to move, until he walked in front of Xue Luolante, looked at him blankly, and handed over the black spiritual bone at hand, "This is the spiritual bone you want."

Xue Luolante's eyelids twitched, and his pupils looked at everything in front of him in horror, "Impossible, how could this result be possible, unless you have become a god before he took your dragon heart, it is impossible, impossible at all His muttering turned into a loud questioning, his eyes filled with madness, "I have waited for this day for 300 years, and I have carefully cultivated him for 20 years, turning him into a caged bird that has always been extremely beautiful , just to wait for the day when he matures and I draw out his spirit bones."

The aloof Pope crazily picked up the scepter and pointed it at the god in front of him, "It's you...it's you, what did you do to him? Let a little monster who was born with no heart and dark and cunning choose to give up your heart .”

"I signed a life-and-death contract with him!" You Huang looked at him with neither joy nor sadness on his face, "He felt the same feeling when he took my heart, so at the last moment he chose to give up on himself and fulfill his wish." me."

"Hahaha... So that's the case, but even so, you can't become a god?" Xue Luolante was still puzzled, what was wrong in the end, which would lead to today's situation.

You Huang had no expression on his face, and touched the wings near his eyes, "That's because I accepted the coronation a day ago, but the contract cannot be made without the Pope's blessing."

Originally, it took at least three days for the keel to reset and grow, but unfortunately he was born as a demigod, and he was protected and blessed by the dragon clan, so he got twice the result with half the effort.

But the oracle outside was made yesterday, because his father deliberately used the characteristics of Yunting's space curvature to hide it.

He finally had the slightest emotion, approached him step by step, and grabbed his scepter, "Don't you understand, now I am not only a humanoid king, but also your god who serves you in your temple. I have directly surpassed You, instead of you, became the sole ruler of Yunting Temple."

His lord Pope’s pupils constricted in horror, “That is to say, today you are not the coronation of the Snow Sacrifice King at all, but the coronation of the pope of my temple! Hahaha, you Huang of the dragon family, no wonder you can stay in my temple for a few months. Movement, it turns out that you have tampered with me a long time ago, no wonder the fruit of Zhen'er will emit fragrance when you appear, so it is you who tampered with his blood?"

He suddenly backed away like a ghost, feeling unbelievable, it turned out that he had known his vampirism for a long time.

"Impossible, how did you find out?" Other than a few close people around him, no one else could know this secret of his.

"It's very simple. More than 300 years ago, my mother placed people in your temple. Her wish has always been to hope that the sky city gods and spirits will become one."

"Hahaha, ridiculous, it's impossible!"

The gorgeous and indifferent pupils drooped slightly, and no one noticed that Xue Luolante's eyes froze, and the spiritual power of the whole body gathered at the top of the right to form a six-pointed array, aiming at You Huang.

The moment he blinked, he saw his scepter twisted and turned into powder in the opponent's palm.The surviving knights and priests suddenly opened their eyes wide. This is a scepter tempered by 700 years of hellfire and purified by 700 years of holy fire. It was crushed so easily by the opponent.

"Hahaha, is this the power of the gods?" Not only was Xue Luolante not afraid, but she completely lost her mind and attacked Youhuang head-on. His twisted and ferocious face made him look more disgusting than a monster.

The young god's thin lips parted slightly, "A person like you is not worthy of serving a god, let alone becoming a god." With crushing force, he was sucked into his hands and strangled his neck.

The feeling of suffocation made Xue Luolante regain her instincts, she tried her best to break free, her face was full of shock, "Hahaha, you can't kill me, I have half of Long Ji's spirit bones on me."

The slender fingers stopped exerting force, looked at him with disgust, and threw him to the corner with force, shaking all the skeleton below his head apart, leaving only the half spirit bone intact.

"I won't kill you, because you don't even deserve to die. I want to keep you to atone for my mother and Ah Chen." He turned indifferently and saw that he brought almost all the dragon clansmen who had been wiped out. The viscous blood was horrible, and he closed his eyes slightly.

A light-like substance emanated from his body, and everywhere it landed, there was vitality. The greenery was all over the ground, and those dragons and humanoids who had long lost signs of life all came from the hands in a daze. Get up, until you see You Huang in the Ji Temple, you suddenly kneel down and crawl in fear.

"King...King..." Suddenly, the grief-stricken voice of the shadow knight beside the humanoid king caught Youhuang's attention.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was his father who was still limp on the ground, the previous Snow Sacrifice King.

All the grief disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Bury the last Snow Sacrifice King." And he looked at the pitch-black spiritual bone in his hand, and just said this indifferently.

The clouds and haze in the Sky City cleared up and cleared up again, with Ugin's light faintly scattered in the sky.

The young god turned his back and slowly stepped out of the ruined Ji Temple, tightly hugging the black spirit bone in his arms. At that moment, no one could understand the sadness in his heart.

"Ah Chen, don't be afraid." He looked at those penetrating glazed eyes gently, coaxing him softly, "As long as you take out your heart, you will always be able to live as you want."

Life and death contract, soul contract, once the contract is concluded, their souls will be bound together, so when the souls are shared, they can clearly feel each other's feelings.

"You Huang... You Huang..." The young man suddenly called his name in a hoarse voice, dragging the heart that was beating faster and faster and hotter in the palm of his hand.

"Azhen...don't be afraid, I'm here, I promise you, as long as I live...as long as I live, I will find you no matter the ends of the earth..." His black eyes were soaked with tears, and he lowered them, with the utmost tenderness He hugged the boy, even though he knew it was the doomed ending, but he still couldn't bear it.

The young man can clearly feel the other person's pain and all emotions. He is afraid, even more afraid than himself. His heart is hurting, but his own heart is hurting more than his.

He became bewildered and at a loss, but the ink kept pouring out of the boy's pupils, and the unbearable pain made him unable to contain the feeling of wanting to bloom and mature.

He looked sideways at the monsters who wanted to rush in as if he understood something, straightened his slender waist, left his embrace, and looked at the dragon who closed his eyes tightly, but his eyelashes still hung pale. blue liquid.

He kissed him softly, even bitterer than his mood, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at him, "Remember, you owe me this, you owe me a promise to let me live a good life , let me live freely and happily..."

You Huang opened his pupils, seeing the young man in his pupils smiling so beautifully, he pushed back a few steps, and directly inserted his fingers into his chest, the severe pain made his voice sharp.

But his expression suddenly became joyful, because his fingers actually grabbed something.

A spiritual bone that had been dyed black was firmly held in his hand, and slowly pulled out, there was still a smile on his pale face, "Look, You Huang, this is the real me! "

You Huang raised his head and saw that the moment he pulled out the spirit bone, his body began to bloom, as if he was standing on a stamen.

In the end, he exhausted all his strength and whispered softly with a smile, "Hey, I'll give you whatever you want, remember to come to me..."

Devil fruits are unique monsters in the land of chaos. Their shells are soft and colorful, but they are indestructible. They will explode and die when they are ripe.

Their fruits are no less than advanced sacred products for monsters, and they have always been rare and difficult to find in the devil world.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The cry of extreme pain wanted to break through from his throat, but he could only make a hoarse sound.Probably this is the selfishness, the sadness, and the pain that the gods spurned, so they turned their backs on the humanoids, left the sky city, and left the gods.

The ice-blue liquid fell to the ground and turned into a golden aura, which gradually expanded to form a nine-pointed formation. The complicated words appeared at his feet, soaking his fine clothes. This was the last step he had worked so hard to get the pope crowned as a god!

Later, the young god did not abandon the humanoids and Sky City like other gods, but drove out all the alien species in Sky City, unified the Yunting Temple, and created the Three Thousand Latitude.

Because his promise has not been fulfilled and the debt he owes has not been paid off, he is destined to bet his life to pay it back.

Like a nightmare, Bai Zhen sat up from the big white velvet bed.

The dim lights outside the side windows showed that it was around midnight.

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, but found that his whole body was covered with tubes of various sizes.

He was feeling like shit, but it wouldn't be so serious after a good night's sleep, but when he lifted his feet out of the bed, he fell down steadily with all his strength!

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