Chapter 92

"Brother Bao, do you want to be a God?"

In the quiet open space, Chen Xiaoming's words are echoing. After listening to Chen Xiaoming's story about the sea god, leopard souls and animals naturally understand the horror of God.

Now when Chen Xiaoming asks him if he wants to become a God, he is completely stunned. Does Chen Xiaoming still know a place to become a God?

For a moment, the leopard soul beast was a little excited, but then he looked at the mother leopard and two little leopards in the distance, and the light in his eyes dissipated.

"Roar."

He roared softly. There was determination and tenderness in his voice. Chen Xiaoming was stunned for a moment. He looked at the mother leopard and others in the distance. He also smiled bitterly and didn't ask again.

Originally, Chen Xiaoming came here to see if the leopard was interested in going to the world of heaven with him.

After all, the leopard is the first friend he knows in this Douluo position. Chen Xiaoming will leave soon. Naturally, come and see him.

Just for a moment, Chen Xiaoming thought that he would become a God. Why not leave God in this world and spread his glorious deeds.

Therefore, I specifically asked if the leopard wanted to be the inheritor of his throne, but the latter refused for the sake of his family.

"Well, brother leopard, animals have their own aspirations, so I won't force you."

Chen Xiaoming wants to see the world of heaven, while the leopard soul only wants to accompany his family peacefully. Becoming a God is good, but it is not his dream.

That night, Chen Xiaoming talked with the leopard ghost for a long time. There was no estrangement because of the becoming a God.

Perhaps between souls and animals, it is simpler than human beings, and there is not so much mind.

For more than a month, Chen Xiaoming stayed here. Instead of going elsewhere, he basked in the sun quietly, as if he had returned to the leisure time when he was making trees.

While Chen Xiaoming was leisurely basking in the sun, Tang San, Qian Renxue and Bi bidong were rapidly improving their cultivation.

Wu soul hall, elder Hall

In the peaceful Wu soul hall, in the center of the hall, the huge suddenly made the statue tremble without warning, and fine golden lights began to appear on the statue, scattering layers of strong golden light patterns.

In an instant, the whole angel statue was broken. Into countless golden light spots, stirring in the air. At the core of its explosion, a figure with six wings moving gently behind him walked out slowly, covered in gold armor.

The surging golden flame turned into a golden column of light and burst into the sky, instantly breaking through the shackles at the top of the hall. Huge energy fluctuations broke out one after another, making the sun pale.

"Chen Xiaoming, prepare to die."

The golden light flashed and the golden figure disappeared.

At the same time, both bidong, who was on the way back, and Tang San, who was hunting soul animals and obtaining the soul ring, felt the fluctuation of God.

At the same time, Chen Xiaoming, who has been resting, has a flash in his eyes. His body floats in the air and looks at a place.

In the sky, it seems that a huge Angel virtual image appears in the sky, and the huge Angel virtual image seems to cover the whole sky.

"Angel God, sure enough, you became God first."

With a slight sigh, Chen Xiaoming also made a decision. After waiting so long, he finally waited until this moment.

"Brother Bao, I will inherit in this position. Since you don't want to become a God, help me be a guardian."

High above the sky, Chen Xiaoming's voice came out. The leopard soul looked up to the sky and saw several fiery light groups flying down from the air and immediately integrated into the bodies of leopard soul, little leopard and other animals.

Chen Xiaoming hasn't become a God yet. Naturally, guangtuan can't improve the cultivation of leopards and other animals now. However, it can be done to leave a mark on them first and protect their temporary safety.

"It's time to find them."

Since the leopard refused to become a God, Chen Xiaoming has thought of the best inheritor of his divine throne.

Looking at the far north, Chen Xiaoming did not hesitate. At the foot of his foot, his figure had already flown out.

At the beginning, I realized the origin and gave them a gift, but now they have become the best inheritors of their gods.

It's really unintentional to insert willows into the shade, which Chen Xiaoming didn't think of.

Far north, far north plain

The snow emperor quietly closed his eyes and practiced. The original source of the regiment sent by Chen Xiaoming included his understanding of the way of space. Relying on the weak source, the snow emperor's cultivation and combat effectiveness have been greatly improved in eight years.

"Step."

In the frozen snow cave, there is a world of ice and snow. At the moment, a slight sound comes out, and the snow emperor who is closing his eyes and practicing opens his eyes in an instant.

The sky blue eyes were psychic and thorough, looking at the silver haired youth coming slowly not far away.

"Long time no see, snow emperor. It seems that your strength has improved a lot."

Chen Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction, not wasting his original efforts.

"Well, now you are qualified to be my successor to the throne."

The words fell, and there was a trace of incomprehension in the vigilant eyes of snow emperor, but the word God gave her a great shock.

The strength is as strong as her. At the moment, she still can't see through Chen Xiaoming. No, it should be said that compared with what she saw eight years ago, snow emperor feels that Chen Xiaoming is more unfathomable.

Eight years ago, he could still fight with him. Now, just when the other party stood in front of him, snow emperor knew he would lose.

"Have you been silent? Even if you agree, after all, I was optimistic about you!"

Without giving the snow emperor the chance to speak, Chen Xiaoming flicked his right hand, and a silver light flew out and integrated into the snow emperor's body.

In an instant, a bright silver light bloomed, and a silver ancient tree logo appeared on the snow emperor's forehead.

The countless feats of Chen Xiaoming's great achievements echoed in the snow emperor's mind like a slide, and the snow emperor fell into a circle.

There is no assessment, no reward, and no divine power.

Is this the so-called divine inheritance? Was she cheated?

The puzzled eyes looked at Chen Xiaoming, and saw that Chen Xiaoming was now a profound look, nodded gently, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Well, yes, you can continue to practice here first. When I finish fighting with the sea god, angel God, Shura God and Luocha God, I will come back and pass on your throne."

Chen Xiaoming chose the inheritor of his throne in advance. Instead of explaining more to Xuedi, Chen Xiaoming flew out and went to the other side.

In the distant sky, Chen Xiaoming felt a hot flame. Although he wondered why qianrenxue didn't find Tang San, he came to find himself instead.

However, Chen Xiaoming, who had been looking forward to the war for a long time, naturally did not counselle and directly welcomed it.

Flying over the far north, Chen Xiaoming found a quiet place, stopped and waited quietly.

I don't know how long it took, the temperature around me rose slightly, and there seemed to be two suns in the distant sky.

"At last, angel God."