Rebirth of the Evil Emperor
Chapter 1
I don't know when the East wasteland fell into eternal night.
When the sky is clear, the moon is warm and the stars are all over the sky.
Occasionally, dense clouds condense, and the rain falls. The earth will lose all its color, and it will be dark.
People are used to the night, but still yearn for the light, long for the morning.
But
Under the eternal night, all light is doomed to become a joke.
……
In these 30000 years of wasted time, in the deepest part of the ice sheet where the night falls forever, there grows a strange Saussurea which is extremely cold, accompanied by a strange black flame which is constantly blown by the wind and never extinguished by the rain.
Xuelian and Heiyan are living together for ever.
Until one day, the snow lotus was withering with the wind at dawn.
At the same time!
……
South of the mainland, Yancheng White House.
The smell of blood was lingering in the dark room, which made Bai Chen have a headache.
He slowly opened his eyes, fell asleep to the moment of awakening, a king momentum from however Sheng, fierce eyes, domineering side leakage.
Leaning on the bed, he reluctantly sat up, looked down at the pool of black blood on the ground, and fell into meditation.
Where is this
Suddenly, messy memory fragments, like a hurricane in his knowledge of the sea blowing up a huge vortex!
Bai Chen, the third young master of the Bai family, was humiliated by his eldest brother in front of his mother's tomb. He couldn't bear it. Finally, he took poison and killed himself in the dead of night
Wait!
Suicide?
I'm a god of destruction, and I'm reborn on this cowardly scrap?!
What a joke!
It's true that the God of destruction can fall. It's really What a joke!
He was originally a black dragon across the land of Xinglan. He has been cultivating for thousands of years, turning Warcraft into human form, and cultivating the highest skills of human beings. After further improvement, his strength has reached the peak!
The Twelve Gods of war in Xinglan temple were defeated like a mountain in front of him.
The strongest dragon kingdom in the North has also been turned upside down by him, making the Dragon almost extinct!
The God of destruction, who once looked down on the world and made countless strong people feel frightened, was finally attacked by a sinister apprentice and fell under the siege of the gods with hatred
Bai Chen suddenly gets up and comes to the bronze mirror. He stares at the beautiful face in the mirror for a long time.
Luoxi, I give you everything in vain, you treat me like this!
Dragon's scale, touch will die, you, wash my neck and wait!
Faint moonlight through the window, sporadic light on the bronze mirror, white Chen deep pupil, black awn looming.
Bai Chen, the eldest husband was born to be a hero and died to be a ghost hero. Because of your elder brother's two insults, you killed yourself in poison? What a stupid human!
Since the God has occupied your body, simply help you find the face you should have.
Leng Jun's eyes closed again, and his familiar faces appeared in the depth of the sea of knowledge.
Bai Qing, master of Bai family, my father Is that right?
Bai Zhixue, the fourth sister, born in Sanfang, is the only one in my family who is kind to me
Bai Cong, the second elder brother born with brain disease, was born in Dafang. He was a fool, but his mother was the most expensive
The memory of the former master of the body made him feel the warmth he had never felt before.
He didn't know much about human feelings.
As we continue to recall, the face of a white faced teenager is gradually clear.
Bai Hao, born in Dafang, is a gifted elder brother. He is loved by the elders in his family. He humiliates me in every way in front of my mother's grave.
Oh!
Finally found let this body hate and end of the culprit, white Chen a burst of sneer, smile is so contemptuous.
"This is the first spiritual realm of Sanxing?"
"Wait, what kind of realm am I?"
Suddenly think of this problem, white Chen hurriedly back to bed, cross knee and sit, began to feel the source of spirit in the body.
The spiritual source is the foundation of a spiritual person's practice.
The stronger the source of spirit, the higher the realm of cultivation.
However, with his exploration, the rebelliousness on his face gradually relaxed.
A moment later, he opened his eyes with horror.
"Before Lingyuan is opened, I, I am an inferior mortal?"
The God of destruction, who was feared by the temple of Xinglan, was regarded as the strongest black dragon of the alien by the Dragons of Donghuang, but now he is a mortal!
"Mortals..."
The cold wind blows up the dead leaves and rustles on the bamboo windows.
The whole room, because of Bai Chen's silence, fell into silence again.
Holding his breath, he once again explored the vast sea of knowledge.
The ordinary spirit person's understanding sea, only has the palm size.
Enough to amaze a country's most powerful, that is, a hundred meters around the void.And his knowledge of the sea is a vast river of stars
Divine consciousness leaps in the sea of knowledge, and clouds of colorful nebulae emerge from the distance.
These are
He could feel that those different colors of the sea Nebula were the skills he had learned in his previous life.
However, when he wanted to find out, he was surprised to find that he could not enter those spaces at all.
This kind of feeling, as if because of their own strength is not enough, not qualified to set foot in the same.
Now all he can see is the light white nebula, in which the highest level of skill is xuanjie!
From low to high, there are six realms: Huang, Xuan, Di, Tian, Xing and Zhou. Each realm is divided into three levels: high, medium and low.
With the memory of his body, the highest skill of Fengyan Dynasty is Tianjie.
Can we only start from xuanjie?
Bai Chen mouth a hook, the body's former master and his memory more and more confused.
Before he knew it, his affection for the little sister was greatly increased. Similarly, he began to have a deep hatred for Bai Hao. This hatred came from the bottom of his heart.
Meditate, feel, return to spirit, breathe, breathe
Gradually, Bai Chen began to practice selflessness, and the room fell into silence again.
……
Dawn slowly opened the curtain, is a colorful morning, with fresh coming to the world.
By the morning shower, the whole room gradually warmed up.
On the bed, the young man's eyes are closed, and he sits like a rock, surrounded by colorful aura. He is full of weakness, rising and jumping, which is very strange.
At this time, a light footstep came from far and near.
Feeling this familiar pace, he slowly opened his eyes, his spiritual power closed in his body, and the illusory dragon soul mark on his head also disappeared quietly.
"One night's practice is just the beginning of two stars? The human body is still too weak... "
Wake up the spirit power in one night, and then jump to two stars. If this matter spreads out, it will disturb the whole Fengyan Dynasty.
However, in his view, it is far from enough.
"Dong, Dong."
Two soft knock on the door, Wu's ring.
Then, there is the girl's clear voice of the silver bell.
"Third brother, are you up?"
Third brother?
In this white courtyard, the only one who can call him brother so respectfully is the little girl Bai Zhixue.
"Ah, wait a minute."
Bai Chen jumps down from the bed and comes to the wardrobe. He chooses a suit of decent clothes and puts them on. Then he comes to open the door.
The faint fragrance of his nose suddenly refreshed him.
This girl, with red lips and white teeth, has a pretty face and natural beauty. She is dressed in lotus and white clothes. She is graceful and beautiful.
At the moment, she is staring at Bai Chen curiously, her big naughty eyes flickering,
"what's the matter, is there anything on my face?" Bai Chen's way of singing with a smile.
"I always feel that today's third brother is not the same, but I can't say what's different."
"What do you have in your cerebellar pouch all day long, you girl?"
Bai Chen follows the habit of the body's former master and naturally puts the palm on her forehead and rubs it fondly.
Enjoying the warmth of his palm, Bai Zhixue tilts her head with a smile and looks at the room behind him. The tip of her small nose suddenly wrinkles.
"Eh, it stinks! Third brother, what's the smell of your room? "
It's the black blood!
[PS: I started to design the outline in 16 years, and I wrote it in 19 years. I'm making a bold attempt to create a new type of fantasy in the hot-blooded animation style. I hope it can add a sense of relief to the busy life of every book friend. This book is full-blown, and the plot has been originally conceived for three years. Please feel free to read it later. 】
When the sky is clear, the moon is warm and the stars are all over the sky.
Occasionally, dense clouds condense, and the rain falls. The earth will lose all its color, and it will be dark.
People are used to the night, but still yearn for the light, long for the morning.
But
Under the eternal night, all light is doomed to become a joke.
……
In these 30000 years of wasted time, in the deepest part of the ice sheet where the night falls forever, there grows a strange Saussurea which is extremely cold, accompanied by a strange black flame which is constantly blown by the wind and never extinguished by the rain.
Xuelian and Heiyan are living together for ever.
Until one day, the snow lotus was withering with the wind at dawn.
At the same time!
……
South of the mainland, Yancheng White House.
The smell of blood was lingering in the dark room, which made Bai Chen have a headache.
He slowly opened his eyes, fell asleep to the moment of awakening, a king momentum from however Sheng, fierce eyes, domineering side leakage.
Leaning on the bed, he reluctantly sat up, looked down at the pool of black blood on the ground, and fell into meditation.
Where is this
Suddenly, messy memory fragments, like a hurricane in his knowledge of the sea blowing up a huge vortex!
Bai Chen, the third young master of the Bai family, was humiliated by his eldest brother in front of his mother's tomb. He couldn't bear it. Finally, he took poison and killed himself in the dead of night
Wait!
Suicide?
I'm a god of destruction, and I'm reborn on this cowardly scrap?!
What a joke!
It's true that the God of destruction can fall. It's really What a joke!
He was originally a black dragon across the land of Xinglan. He has been cultivating for thousands of years, turning Warcraft into human form, and cultivating the highest skills of human beings. After further improvement, his strength has reached the peak!
The Twelve Gods of war in Xinglan temple were defeated like a mountain in front of him.
The strongest dragon kingdom in the North has also been turned upside down by him, making the Dragon almost extinct!
The God of destruction, who once looked down on the world and made countless strong people feel frightened, was finally attacked by a sinister apprentice and fell under the siege of the gods with hatred
Bai Chen suddenly gets up and comes to the bronze mirror. He stares at the beautiful face in the mirror for a long time.
Luoxi, I give you everything in vain, you treat me like this!
Dragon's scale, touch will die, you, wash my neck and wait!
Faint moonlight through the window, sporadic light on the bronze mirror, white Chen deep pupil, black awn looming.
Bai Chen, the eldest husband was born to be a hero and died to be a ghost hero. Because of your elder brother's two insults, you killed yourself in poison? What a stupid human!
Since the God has occupied your body, simply help you find the face you should have.
Leng Jun's eyes closed again, and his familiar faces appeared in the depth of the sea of knowledge.
Bai Qing, master of Bai family, my father Is that right?
Bai Zhixue, the fourth sister, born in Sanfang, is the only one in my family who is kind to me
Bai Cong, the second elder brother born with brain disease, was born in Dafang. He was a fool, but his mother was the most expensive
The memory of the former master of the body made him feel the warmth he had never felt before.
He didn't know much about human feelings.
As we continue to recall, the face of a white faced teenager is gradually clear.
Bai Hao, born in Dafang, is a gifted elder brother. He is loved by the elders in his family. He humiliates me in every way in front of my mother's grave.
Oh!
Finally found let this body hate and end of the culprit, white Chen a burst of sneer, smile is so contemptuous.
"This is the first spiritual realm of Sanxing?"
"Wait, what kind of realm am I?"
Suddenly think of this problem, white Chen hurriedly back to bed, cross knee and sit, began to feel the source of spirit in the body.
The spiritual source is the foundation of a spiritual person's practice.
The stronger the source of spirit, the higher the realm of cultivation.
However, with his exploration, the rebelliousness on his face gradually relaxed.
A moment later, he opened his eyes with horror.
"Before Lingyuan is opened, I, I am an inferior mortal?"
The God of destruction, who was feared by the temple of Xinglan, was regarded as the strongest black dragon of the alien by the Dragons of Donghuang, but now he is a mortal!
"Mortals..."
The cold wind blows up the dead leaves and rustles on the bamboo windows.
The whole room, because of Bai Chen's silence, fell into silence again.
Holding his breath, he once again explored the vast sea of knowledge.
The ordinary spirit person's understanding sea, only has the palm size.
Enough to amaze a country's most powerful, that is, a hundred meters around the void.And his knowledge of the sea is a vast river of stars
Divine consciousness leaps in the sea of knowledge, and clouds of colorful nebulae emerge from the distance.
These are
He could feel that those different colors of the sea Nebula were the skills he had learned in his previous life.
However, when he wanted to find out, he was surprised to find that he could not enter those spaces at all.
This kind of feeling, as if because of their own strength is not enough, not qualified to set foot in the same.
Now all he can see is the light white nebula, in which the highest level of skill is xuanjie!
From low to high, there are six realms: Huang, Xuan, Di, Tian, Xing and Zhou. Each realm is divided into three levels: high, medium and low.
With the memory of his body, the highest skill of Fengyan Dynasty is Tianjie.
Can we only start from xuanjie?
Bai Chen mouth a hook, the body's former master and his memory more and more confused.
Before he knew it, his affection for the little sister was greatly increased. Similarly, he began to have a deep hatred for Bai Hao. This hatred came from the bottom of his heart.
Meditate, feel, return to spirit, breathe, breathe
Gradually, Bai Chen began to practice selflessness, and the room fell into silence again.
……
Dawn slowly opened the curtain, is a colorful morning, with fresh coming to the world.
By the morning shower, the whole room gradually warmed up.
On the bed, the young man's eyes are closed, and he sits like a rock, surrounded by colorful aura. He is full of weakness, rising and jumping, which is very strange.
At this time, a light footstep came from far and near.
Feeling this familiar pace, he slowly opened his eyes, his spiritual power closed in his body, and the illusory dragon soul mark on his head also disappeared quietly.
"One night's practice is just the beginning of two stars? The human body is still too weak... "
Wake up the spirit power in one night, and then jump to two stars. If this matter spreads out, it will disturb the whole Fengyan Dynasty.
However, in his view, it is far from enough.
"Dong, Dong."
Two soft knock on the door, Wu's ring.
Then, there is the girl's clear voice of the silver bell.
"Third brother, are you up?"
Third brother?
In this white courtyard, the only one who can call him brother so respectfully is the little girl Bai Zhixue.
"Ah, wait a minute."
Bai Chen jumps down from the bed and comes to the wardrobe. He chooses a suit of decent clothes and puts them on. Then he comes to open the door.
The faint fragrance of his nose suddenly refreshed him.
This girl, with red lips and white teeth, has a pretty face and natural beauty. She is dressed in lotus and white clothes. She is graceful and beautiful.
At the moment, she is staring at Bai Chen curiously, her big naughty eyes flickering,
"what's the matter, is there anything on my face?" Bai Chen's way of singing with a smile.
"I always feel that today's third brother is not the same, but I can't say what's different."
"What do you have in your cerebellar pouch all day long, you girl?"
Bai Chen follows the habit of the body's former master and naturally puts the palm on her forehead and rubs it fondly.
Enjoying the warmth of his palm, Bai Zhixue tilts her head with a smile and looks at the room behind him. The tip of her small nose suddenly wrinkles.
"Eh, it stinks! Third brother, what's the smell of your room? "
It's the black blood!
[PS: I started to design the outline in 16 years, and I wrote it in 19 years. I'm making a bold attempt to create a new type of fantasy in the hot-blooded animation style. I hope it can add a sense of relief to the busy life of every book friend. This book is full-blown, and the plot has been originally conceived for three years. Please feel free to read it later. 】