Seeing that An Zilong was about to be swallowed up by the flames, the white horse let out a scream and ran outside like crazy.

This made the people around him flee in fright. Before the white horse could run a few steps, it fell limply to the ground and burned into a ball of dust in the blink of an eye. No bones were left!

This process only lasted seven or eight seconds. The power of this flame was so terrifying that it burned a second-level spirit horse to ashes in just a few seconds.

It is conceivable that if the white horse had not run away immediately and if Anzilong had been exposed to even a little bit of flames, Anzilong would have definitely died.

Huge anger instantly rose in An Zilong's heart. He knew that if he said anything that offended the voice of the dark god, he would be killed directly, so he did not say a word, but just kept silent.

He picked up a handful of White Horse's ashes on the ground.

"What a spiritual horse that channels and protects the Lord, but it's a pity.

Cao Gang looked at An Zilong who said nothing and felt sorry for himself.

The breeze blew by, and the ashes of the white horse were scattered in the air, lingering for a long time, as if saying goodbye to its owner An Zilong.

Seeing An Zilong suppressing his anger, a flash of sarcasm flashed across the dark god's eyes, and he said calmly: "This is the price for you, a pariah without a divine gate, to pay for not worshiping the gods.

You have no hope of becoming a god in your life. In terms of talent, you are not as good as that beast just now!

"I'll spare your life, so what!

I Zilong didn't say anything, turned around, collected the ashes and left directly.

When Zhou Yuntian saw that An Zilong had escaped from death, his eyes became vicious and his face was cloudy. He was beaten violently by An Zilong several times back then, so he was naturally very cruel to An Zilong.

It's to the bone.

And Shen Mengqi looked at An Zilong's lonely back and sighed secretly in her heart.

Maybe being a mortal is the best outcome for you.

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"Zilong, wait.

A familiar voice sounded in An Zilong's ears.

Shen Mengqi said from behind An Zilong: "Zilong, you are stupid at practicing martial arts, what's the point of just kneeling down?

"It's nothing, but I still don't want to.

An Zilong said calmly.

Shen Mengqi was already angry as she kept walking forward. When she heard these words, she became even more annoyed. She took a few steps forward and stopped in front of An Zilong.

"An Zilong, are you crazy?

Shen Mengqi stared into An Zilong's eyes and said loudly: "Don't you know the price of offending the God of Darkness?"

"Now, I'm afraid you won't even think about becoming an official through military service, let alone becoming a member of the royal family with a foreign surname."

Don't think about revenge, it's absolutely impossible.

You are seventeen years old, and you have already missed the best age to enter the divine sect.

And if you become more talented, you won’t be able to become a god. Even if you advance to the third or fourth level in the future, we will be people from two different worlds.

"An Zilong smiled and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You go, I don't want to see you off, I'll see you again by fate."

"An Zilong walked around Shen Mengqi and walked forward.

Just when the two of them passed each other, Shen Mengqi was heard whispering softly: "The love between you and me has ended, and we are separated by gods and mortals. I'm afraid... we will never see each other again."

An Zilong's footsteps paused slightly, and finally left without saying a word.

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In the world of gods, people of the first to fourth levels are mortals. Most ordinary people are in the first level (immortal) realm after adulthood, and only those with levels above the fifth level become gods.

It has to be said that although the Divine Desolate World is at the same level as the Prehistoric World, there is still a huge gap between the two.

In the prehistoric world, there were mortals, and those above the first level were immortals. But here, ordinary people have the strength of the first level, which is equivalent to the ordinary immortals in the prehistoric world.

This is just like each level of realm has its own stages. If the prehistoric world is the existence of the early peak of the Hunyuan saint, then the divine world is the existence of the peak of the Hunyuan saint. There is still a gap of three small realms between the two.

In the prehistoric world, some mortals, even if they are not in the first-order (immortal) realm, can use other means to fly for a short period of time, but in the divine world, only those above the fourth level can fly in the air out of thin air.

In the world of Shenhuang, the lifespan of masters from the first to the third level is almost the same. Even the third level only lives forty or fifty years longer than the first level. Only the life span of the fourth level and above will increase with each breakthrough.

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Soon, not long after, An Zilong came to his yard.

An Zilong held the ashes of the white horse he grew up with, went to a peach tree in the middle of the yard, and buried it.

"Xiao Feng, I planted this peach tree myself, and you will be my companion from now on.

One day, I will sprinkle the blood of that bullshit dark god on your ashes!"

There was some bloodshot eyes in An Zilong's eyes. He stood quietly in Peach Tree for a long time before slowly turning around.

When he turned around, An Zilong saw a person.

It was a man wearing star earrings in both ears, an orange short-sleeved vest, and a dark blue turtle-style Tao suit.

The suit has the same style as Son Goku's clothes, but the color is the same as Vegeta's battle suit, and he wears Vegeta's boots and gloves.

He is none other than Reg.

Reg was wearing clothes that were very inappropriate for the era.

Two years ago, An Zilong came back from an outing and saw Reg unconscious near the Canglang Mountain. She was worried that Reg would be eaten by ferocious beasts, so she took Reg because he was wearing something strange.

return.

Not long after he brought him back to his home, Reg woke up and seemed to be fine. However, Anzi asked Reg for his name and where he lived, but Reg remained silent.

If it weren't for the extremely terrifying aura exuding from Reg's body, An Zilong would have driven him out long ago. In the end, he thought that Reg was a strong man who had lost his memory, and perhaps his strength was still above the fourth-level demigod.

In this way, Reg lived here for two years, and An Zilong never drove her away.

Although An Zilong was born extraordinary, he was not used to being served by others, so he did not have many servants, so he took care of three meals a day by himself.

It has been more than two years since Reg came to this world. After Reg arrived in the Dark Realm, in order to test the strength of the Dao Emperor in this world, in that realm, Reg, as a Saiyan, naturally couldn't bear it.

Alone, Reg ran to challenge the Dark Dao Emperor.

As a result, the two sides exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant, and in the end, Reg was defeated and fled.

After Lege's test, the Dark Dao Emperor's strength was comparable to the peak of the Hunyuan Tai Chi Saint. Compared to Lege, he was much stronger. In just an instant, Lege was defeated.

It's just because after reaching the realm of saints, the control of the space avenue by saints and above is too profound. This is the benefit of the avenue to the powerful people above Hunyuan. As long as the realms of the two are not too different, it will be difficult to defeat the other.

Killed.
Chapter completed!