Becoming A Dragon In A Martial Arts World

Four days later.

The land of magma in the past is now the glazed pit.

"Ka~"

There was a slight sound of footsteps.

Then, a mysterious existence shrouded in black robe appeared.

And this is the man in black who has been standing on the gate on the edge of the inner city and watching everything.

On that day, ever since that terrifying transparent barrier appeared, he stayed away from that city gate out of caution.

Unexpectedly, it was this action that saved his life and allowed him to watch that scene with his own eyes, that extremely terrifying scene.

The color of the world changed, and the energy of the whole world stirred violently.

There is no doubt that it is a power comparable to that of a god, and his other clone is undoubtedly dead.

But as the self who knows himself best, he knows what his avatar should leave for him at the last moment.

For example, the memory that allowed him to understand what happened before he died, or the items he brought from the main world.

So, after four days of careful observation, making sure that there really was nothing that could destroy his dying clone, he came.

Looking at the incomparably deep pit in front of him, the black-robed existence took a few glances and then decisively slid down from the edge.

Because if something really exists, it is basically only possible to fall into this deep pit.

"Pfft~~"

Accompanied by the sound of landing, the black-robed existence easily slid to the bottom of the pit, and began to search for it in this huge deep pit.

Half an hour later, a weak spiritual force swept past.

The existence of the black robe finally found the only two items in this huge pit——

A huge dragon spear stained with the blood of a giant dragon emitting strands of hot air, and a space ring that was personally forged by the gods of his world, so hard that it could resist the attacks of the gods without being destroyed.

He didn't pay any attention to the dragon gun, but silently knelt down and picked up the ring.

"Let me take a look at what happened that day! It's obvious that success is in sight on that day."

While muttering to himself, the spiritual power of the black robe was poured into it directly.

In an instant, his mental power directly entered the somewhat narrow space on the side of the space ring.

Then he took out a bright diamond-shaped gem-like object from it, but it was not a gem.

Rather, it is the memory crystal condensed by the soul of a strong man above the legendary realm when he died, and it is also a move that everyone in the demigod realm can use.

When they reached the realm of demigods, generally speaking, for safety reasons, they would hide their bodies and use various avatars to walk around the world, but this also brought about a problem.

After the consciousness is divided, each clone represents him, but the experience of each clone is different.

Under normal circumstances, the main body controls and sorts out all the memories, but in order to avoid some special places, the control of the main body is isolated.

At this time, the avatar died again, which made the main body unable to obtain this information, so this technique that can condense the memory of the avatar came into being.

The black-robed being looked at this brilliant gem-like crystal, and slowly stuck it to the center of his eyebrows.

In an instant, the gemstone melted like an ice cube and sank into the brows of this black-robed being.

With the disappearance of the gemstone, a surge of memory and residual consciousness directly merged the two.

At this moment, the expression of the black-robed being hidden under the hood also began to change drastically, and then his whole body trembled, as if he saw some incredible scene at this moment, and began to pant wildly.

"no, do not want!!!"

A few breaths later, amidst a panic, the black-robed being retreated in a panic like an electric shock, and then looked at his intact hands in disbelief, and muttered to himself, "I, I'm not dead?!"

After saying that, he vetoed it himself, "No, no, I'm already dead, I'm fused with another clone of myself!"

After waking up, the memories of the existence of the two black robes were directly fused together at this moment. He recalled the terrifying power in the previous scene, and for a while he felt chills all over his body.

Somewhat terrified, he raised his head and glanced at the still red sky. He was frightened by the terrifying power and the close contact with death. At this moment, he just wanted to escape from this terrifying world and return to his lair. hide!

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely think calmly and use this rare opportunity to absorb all the magic stones in the space ring.

After recovering a little strength, directly kill the giant dragon that has fallen into a slumber without the slightest defense.

But now he has fallen into fear, despair, panic and other negative emotions.

This fear is not only the fear of facing that great existence, but also the negative effect produced by the fusion of the memories of the two after the death of his clone.

Even if he knew it in his heart, he couldn't calm down. In other words, the existence of the black robe at this moment seemed to be endowed with a lot of power by a demigod who was proficient in various state spells or a powerhouse at the level of a god. Negative state.

So much so that he couldn't regain his composure at all.

Now, if he wants to regain his composure, he must either use external force, that is, the power of his own body to clear away the negative state, or have the existence in charge of negative emotions actively clear or absorb it for him.

It's a pity that he can't satisfy any of them at present.

Therefore, the only thing waiting for him is to flee from here in a panic while taking out the magic stone to recover the magic power, and the farther the escape, the better.

During this process, because of the drastic changes in the sky and the subconsciousness in his heart at this moment, he directly fled to the area containing rich negative energy.

At the same time, maybe it was because the movement of the black-robed being running away was a bit loud, or maybe it was because Shilong was too concerned about its precious treasure.

So it only recovered from a brief slumber for four days. After getting out of the danger of dying, it resolutely woke up shortly after the black robe escaped.

Seeing this vastly changed lair, Shilong felt annoyed in his heart at this moment.

It can be said that almost half of the responsibility for why it is in such a mess today lies with those despicable and ugly humans.

If they hadn't communicated with foreign enemies and attacked it inexplicably, it would never have been in such a mess, and would have killed the alien existence long ago.

Why let its Father God take action.

All kinds of things here, plus its treasures before, were also taken away by those humans.

Today it simply hates those humans!