Chapter 23 Becoming a Dragon God?

Then, from hope, it turned into bottomless despair again.

"Ah, I become a dragon god?"

Tang Wulin's cheek twitched and he almost fainted when the Dragon God gave him a way to save himself.

Without the protection of the eighteen seals, Tang Wulin irreversibly transformed into the form of the Golden Dragon King.

The previous method of breaking through the seal and then taking the Golden Dragon King's essence for one's own use no longer works.

Therefore, the Golden Dragon King is a collection of the Dragon God's negative emotions and crazy will. This original energy differentiated from the chaos of the Creation Era cannot be destroyed by conventional means.

Therefore, the only way for Tang Wulin to save himself is to find the other half of the Dragon God, the Silver Dragon King, and become the Dragon God again.

Of course, after so many years, the Silver Dragon King has long disappeared.

The probability of finding it is already small, so other real dragons split from the Dragon God, preferably the energy of the Dragon King, can be used as a substitute.

For example, there is the Mountain Dragon King in the Dragon Valley, the Beast God Di Tian in the Star Dou Great Forest, and the Hell Demon Dragon King Zi Ji, one of the ten most ferocious beasts.

However, what was closest to him was some kind of real dragon power from the old man in white.

“It’s fatal!”

Tang Wulin was distressed.

Even if the entire Wild Grass Gang was tied up, they would still be helpless against this group of monsters among monsters!
Before the age of eighteen, one must absorb some true dragon energy.

Not to mention the rarity of true dragons, the strength of true dragons alone is no joke.

The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, one of the super soul beasts, is often used and said to be comparable to a real dragon.

It's crazy.

If the two soul beasts are really of the same level, why has no one said that the True Dragon is comparable to the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear?
After the tension subsided, Tang Wulin took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

"correct!"

A hint of joy flashed across Tang Wulin's cheeks. He lowered his head and looked at his palm, which was the colorful gem that had helped him overcome the difficulties just now, the Tears of the Dragon God.

Suddenly I remembered some things before I traveled through time.

He manipulated his mental power to go deep into the Tears of the Dragon God, and a light suddenly appeared.

The phantoms of many objects accumulated in the Tears of the Dragon God.

The most dazzling one was a transparent bone. This bone was a bit strange, with countless cross sections on it. With just a little light, it became extremely dazzling.

The thick earth element was brewing in it, and the dragon aura was so strong that it was almost overflowing, enough to make those so-called super martial spirit owners breathless.

This is the torso bone that the Mountain Dragon King gave to Tang Wulin, a true legacy from the gods.

The quality is far superior to that of a set of divine soul bones bestowed by the Angel God.

If such a thing appeared on the mainland, it would inevitably cause scramble among all the major forces in the world.

If the hundred thousand year soul bone can be called the "Treasure of the Blood River", then the Mountain Dragon King's trunk bone is the "Treasure of the Blood Sea" that can trigger a world war!
"There's a chance to find a more secluded place to blend in."

Tang Wulin waved his hand and sent it back into the Tears of the Dragon God.

He understood too well the principle that an innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure.

The Mountain Dragon King did not just send his soul bone into the Tears of the Dragon God. Tang Wulin took a quick glance and found a storage soul guide lying quietly in the corner.

His eyes lit up and there was a hint of joy between his brows.

“Hey, this is it.”

……

After a while, Tang Wulin's consciousness finally floated back to reality from the sea of ​​​​spiritual thought.

The dragon-like features on his body had long disappeared.

He turned his head around in shock and found it strange that the new students who came to report around him seemed to be fine and didn't care about what was happening.

"You're awake."

The dying old voice sounded in Tang Wulin's ears, but it made him feel very bright and warm.

Tang Wulin looked at the old man in white who was sitting under the ginkgo tree and letting the leaves fall on him. At this moment, the light golden soul power separated him from the outside world, preventing him from being disturbed by the outside world, and also preventing him from disturbing the outside world.

What a profound use of soul power! Wu Zhangkong, who has the sixth ring of cultivation, can only achieve sound insulation, but this old man can completely isolate him.

The strength is evident.

"Thank you, senior." Tang Wulin bowed respectfully and cupped his hands.

Moon squinted his eyes, the rocking chair under him rocked back and forth, looking very leisurely.

"Nice kid."

After saying this, he closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

Seeing this scene, Tang Wulin felt a little uncomfortable and said, "Senior, don't you have anything to ask?"

Moon tilted his head, glanced at him, and jokingly said, “If I ask, will you tell me?

Go away now, don't think too highly of yourself, I have seen a lot in my life."

“Hmm.” Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, then introduced himself, “Senior, my name is Tang Wulin, and I’m from the freshman class.”

"From the Sun and Moon Empire?"

"Well, that's right."

"Let's go, let's go. Do you still want me to beat you up and send you back to the Sun Moon Empire?"

After Moon's persuasion, Tang Wulin finally felt relieved, left the ginkgo tree, and walked towards his room in the dormitory building.

After the test, Tang Wulin felt that the old man was quite friendly.

He wouldn't use any dirty tricks on me because of what happened just now. If he wanted to do it seriously, he would have died a hundred times just now.

Feeling the sound of Tang Wulin's receding footsteps.

Moon rocked in his rocking chair, muttering, "The connection with the God Realm has been cut off, golden meteors have fallen from the void, the Sun-Moon Empire, the Star Dou Great Forest, and even the evil soul masters are increasing in number, and the world barrier is becoming weaker and weaker. Oh, these are troubled times."

Perhaps this child is the destiny of their Shrek clan.

Moon had an inexplicable premonition.

On the other side, Tang Wulin had already found his dormitory according to the house number.

Hearing the shouting in the corridor, he suddenly laughed.

The current layout of the Shrek Academy dormitory building is exactly the same as that of the East China Academy back then.

"Xie Xie."

A face that deserves a beating appeared in my mind.

With his nostalgia for the past, Tang Wulin felt that even the series of bad things he had just encountered were nothing.

However, his mood soon turned bad again.

"Here."

"Take the money and go away."

Suddenly, a sarcastic young man's voice was heard, and a gold-plated card with a face value of 10,000 gold soul coins was casually thrown on the ground, as if sending away a beggar.

Tang Wulin was unhappy, but he did not vent his anger.

Instead, he picked up the card with a smile and put it in his pocket.

Then he looked up at the boy of the same age who was leaning against the dormitory door.

The boy's face was picturesque and handsome. His skin was white as jade, like porcelain that had been precipitated over the years, exuding a warm luster. His big eyes were even more unique, with a light pink-blue hue in his pupils, like the soft glow of the sky at dawn, deep and charming. His short hair was the same pink-blue as his eyes, as smooth as flowing water, gently draped over his forehead, adding a bit of the boy's agility and liveliness.

Judging from his appearance alone, this young man is comparable to Tang Wulin.

It's just that the harsh words are disgusting.

Wang Dong glanced at Tang Wulin who was lowering his head to pick up the card. A disdainful smile appeared on his face, and he whispered in a voice that was almost inaudible, "You are quite rude. I thought I had to take action."

But the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Tang Wulin, relying on his tall stature, bumped into Wang Dong and then swaggered into the dormitory.

How could Tang Wulin's physical body be compared to that of ordinary people?
Wang Dong sat down on the ground with a blank expression, as if he didn't realize what was happening.

(End of this chapter)