The Emperor of Heavens

My parents from my previous life, my parents from this life, and my sister from this life, all flashed before my eyes one by one. Was I really going to die here?

In fact, what Zhou Long didn’t know was that this thunder tribulation would not only destroy the human body but also undermine one’s will.

What on earth am I living for? Is it really for the so-called power of faith or for myself? Zhou Long's teacher appeared in front of him again. His serious look was very reassuring. The worshippers in the worship hall were really good to him. What would happen to their future if he died? Would they really be killed and escaped like in the original? I really don't want to see such a future. And will Bibi Dong be killed by the Shura Sword like in the future? When I first saw Bibi Dong, Zhou Long did imagine her beauty, but she completely exceeded my imagination. The strong and confident look and the perfect fusion of nobility and the hint of viciousness really made Zhou Long sink. Maybe Zhou Long really likes the sense of security given to him by the big sister. This is why Zhou Long cooperated with Bibi Dong in the early stage. Qian Renxue herself didn't know what she felt. She hated her but couldn't say she loved her. Zhou Long did have a lot of prejudice against Qian Renxue in the early stage, but later I didn't know why this feeling disappeared. Maybe he had feelings for Qian Renxue, but Zhou Long didn't know how to say it. In terms of age, he was about the same as her mother Bibi Dong. And those three little ones, will they also end up depressed in the future? Have I really not changed anything? Have I really failed?

Zhou Long closed his eyes, and Di Tian felt it carefully. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Before he could speak, Xie Yan spoke directly. His life force was disappearing. If it continued like this, not only Xie Yan, but also Di Tian felt a lot of regret and reluctance. However, Gu Yuena, who was healing at the bottom of the Lake of Life, was surprised by Zhou Long's talent and despised the actions of the God Realm, but she didn't feel much regret in her heart. She never thought of relying on Zhou Long to change the fate of the soul beast clan, and she would not hand the fate of the soul beast clan to a human.

Zhou Long came to his inner space. It can be said to be inner space, but it is not Zhou Long's inner world here. It would be more accurate to say it is the sea of ​​​​spirituality.

You are dying, and you don't show any sign of it. Looking at the purple light ball that has not changed for thousands of years, it seems unscientific that this guy makes such a sound.

Your life and death are in your hands, listen to the voice of your own heart! A mysterious voice sounded in Zhou Long's mind and then it disappeared.

Zhou Long wanted to curse, is there no powerful technique or secret method? In his previous life, he didn't like those golden fingers that went on missions every day, and he liked those novels where the protagonist made his own decisions. But now Zhou Long really wanted his golden finger, so why didn't he care about himself?

Zhou Long opened his eyes again, still lying prone. Although it passed in his mind, in reality it was only six or seven breaths.

Zhou Long tried to stand up but the force on his back wouldn't allow him to. Zhou Long was numb. Although it hurt, he was used to it. If I was right, the thunder would soon stop. What was his own voice, the voice in his heart?

Well, Zhou Long closed his eyes and began to meditate, but the burning sensation on his back made Zhou Long frown and grit his teeth. He didn't want the Spirit Hall to be destroyed, he didn't want his teacher Qian Daoliu to be sacrificed to the throne, he didn't want the people in the Hall to die, he didn't want Bibi Dong to die tragically at the hands of Tang San like in the original. He also wanted his parents to enjoy endless life in the God Realm, he also wanted to revive the soul beasts that became his soul rings, he also wanted to bring unprecedented changes to Douluo Continent, and he also wanted to change this cultivation system.

But it was no use, Zhou Long still couldn't get up. Could it be that the thing I wanted to protect all my life was really flowing away like sand?

Finally, this thunder has ended. The next thunder should come in a dozen breaths. But what is certain is whether Zhou Long can survive it. Zhou Long's current situation is that there is nothing intact except his brain and the ability to think. Bones have appeared on his back. As for why he is still alive, it is entirely because Zhou Long's immortal body can continuously extract chakra.

It is a complete miracle that Zhou Long is still alive. If Zhou Long was still lying there, the next bolt of lightning would definitely penetrate his body.

It's really weird. Thunder is just a blink of an eye. Why should I be given special treatment?

Zhou Long slowly closed his eyes and began to look inward to see the condition of his body. It would have been better if I hadn't looked at it. When I looked at it, my internal organs were almost roasted and burnt. Although not all of them, what surprised Zhou Long was that the greater the attack Zhou Long suffered, the faster he recovered.

Zhou Long touched his chest. So you are afraid of death too. Zhou Long's body has exceeded the limit of its physical endurance. Every muscle and every cell of Zhou Long is screaming, squeezing out Zhou Long's life energy crazily. Zhou Long's full muscles are now shrinking, but his strength is getting stronger crazily.

In his previous life, Zhou Long had heard that people had to learn to use their souls to control their bodies, but now Zhou Long's body was pulling at his soul.

So that's how it is. I only take one scoop from the vast sea. Abandon those random thoughts. Zhou Long's body has always been pursuing battles. Only when fighting will Zhou Long enter a state of selflessness.

Okay, today I don't care about the future, or the past. Even if I'm struck to death by lightning today, I'll let the heaven know that I don't accept it. Why am I so unlucky? Why do those lucky people have luck that I don't have? I don't accept it. Zhou Long roared and slowly stood up, standing straight, his black eyes fixed on the thunder in the sky.

Zhou Long's body seemed to be shouting and getting even crazier, and his recovery speed became even faster. Excited and crazy, the pain gradually decreased.

Zhou Long quickly recovered his soul power, but the thunder in the sky obviously did not give Zhou Long a chance to recover. A lightning column pierced Zhou Long like a sharp sword. Zhou Long raised his hands in front of him. He spread his legs and prepared for the impact. It was as if a huge stick hit his arm, and the stinging sensation spread all over his body. Zhou Long gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. His feet were firmly stuck in the ground without bending at all, even though half of his body was already stuck in the soil.

His breath is recovering, but it is still far from normal, Xieyan said. In fact, even without Xieyan saying it, Di Tian could sense that the tiny spiritual power was like a candlelight in a hurricane, which was blown out.

The gods in heaven also admired Zhou Long for being able to withstand the third attack. According to their estimates, the second attack was already his limit.