God level funny comparison system

"I saw it, what a pure fire-attributed energy." Yu Wanheng swallowed and said, "In his flesh and blood, there is not only metallic energy, but also this pure fire-attributed energy, but these two How can energy exist together? It's strange, it's so strange."

All eyes are full of shock and surprise, as if discovering a new world.

"Besides, he seems to have no cultivation, but this flesh and blood, could it be natural?" The housekeeper guessed.

"Impossible." Yu Wanheng suppressed the shock in his heart and shook his head, "Although I can't figure out how he cultivated such a powerful body, I am sure that this person is definitely not simple, not simple."

The shock in his heart caused Yu Wanheng to leave only three words in his mouth. Zhang Long's performance completely surpassed everyone's perception.

After a long period of cultivation, a cultivator's physical body will also be strengthened while his cultivation base is improved, but Zhang Long obviously has no cultivation base, and this alone cannot explain it.

On the Wuyou Continent, there are also some body training methods, which can make people have a strong body without any cultivation, but most of those exercises are physical forging physical strength, and it is impossible to use energy like Zhang Long. Melting into flesh and blood, people can see clearly that the flame burning the ice kyanite under the alchemy furnace is clearly from Zhang Long's blood. It seems that Zhang Long's blood is different from ordinary blood, not liquid but a A pure energy condensed.

The blood in the whole body is replaced by pure energy, is this still a person?
The scene was quiet again, only the heat wave steaming from the fire curtain was roaring, against the background of the fire, everyone had a look of horror on their faces, unable to break free from the shock for a long time.

In the sea of ​​flames, Zhang Long's figure was just like his attire. To the people of Wuyou Continent, he was a completely unknown existence, full of unknown magic.

Shi Zhijian is also looking at Zhang Long, his big eyes are full of a look of being in a dream, as if he is thinking, and as if he is just enjoying the scene in front of him, the big brother named Zhang Long, standing in the sea of ​​flames, The golden light of the pill furnace is shining, but it can't hide the exquisite gaze in his eyes. It is that gaze, as if seen in a dream, which makes the little heart of the dead to be as peaceful as water, like the ancient moon shining into it. The tranquility of the cold pool.

What did she remember?Maybe he was just attracted by Zhang Long at the moment.

Or maybe, she was easily attracted to Zhang Long from the beginning to the end, from years ago to the present, as if somewhere in the dark, the two of them had a certain affinity, as if in the vast sea of ​​stars, she just chose him Became the master of the Nine Heavens Soul.

"start!"

Time seemed to stand still, and when people were thinking about Zhang Long's mysteries, Zhang Long suddenly drank, and saw that all the fires were suddenly extinguished, leaving only the red-hot pill furnace, surrounded by sparks.

"Fuck, I've practiced a lot! Damn, it's much better than I imagined." Holding the edge of the alchemy furnace with his flesh and blood, Zhang Long probed into the alchemy furnace and looked at the area. I was quite happy with the clear and white pill. I thought that the level of alchemy would drop when the cultivation level was reduced to zero, but it seems that this is not the case now. Not much less.

"Come, come, one pill per person, holy medicine for healing, don't be greedy and eat too much, be careful of nosebleeds." Pulling out his head, Zhang Long clattered the blood-red alchemy furnace with his fleshy palm, facing those stupefied People yell.

People swallowed heavily, and looked at each other with expressions in blank dismay. They were completely frightened by Zhang Long's appearance. The temperature on the alchemy furnace was extremely hot, not to mention that they had no cultivation, but they were present. The tallest Yu Wanheng didn't have the confidence to touch it with flesh and blood, but Zhang Long seemed to be safe and sound.

"Hehe, this kid is really, really scary." Taking a deep breath, Yu Wanheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and was the first to walk over.

Seeing the head of the family approaching, the rest of the people had a little more courage, daring to approach this monster that showed all kinds of shocking appearances in a day.

After distributing one elixir to each person, under the leadership of Yu Wanheng, people took it one after another and sat up cross-legged. Zhang Long also put away the elixir furnace and came to the dead.

"How's it going, isn't he handsome?" Zhang Long asked, raising his sword eyebrows, looking down at the dead man.

"Yeah." Shi Zhijian nodded excitedly, "So you are so powerful, your blood can be used as firewood."

"..." Zhang Long grinned, "It's not as simple as firewood."

"Can you teach me?" Stars flashed in Shizhijian's big eyes, and a pair of small hands were clenched into fists on his chest, innocent and cute.

"You want to learn?" Zhang Long chuckled.

"Yeah." Shi Zhijian nodded again, Ling's braids on the top of his head followed suit.

Zhang Long's smile became softer, he raised his hand and shook the soaring braid on the top of his dead head, and said, "Don't worry, as long as you can learn, I will teach you everything."

"Hee hee, thank you big brother!" Shi Zhijian changed his words with a smile.

"Oh? Don't call me Uncle Long?" Zhang Long's clear eyes looked at the dead, as if looking at his own daughter. Doubt is an irreplaceable soul.

Once upon a time, they were connected...

"Hey, you look quite young, so let's just say you are of the same generation as me!" Shi Zhijian showed a very angry look, patting his small chest.

"Haha..." Zhang Long laughed passionately, "Okay, you are on the same level as Zhang Long! Our seniority is higher than this world!"

A gust of wind blew between the sky and the earth, as if warning Zhang Long's words, and when Zhang Long looked at the moon with gentle eyes, his soft eyes suddenly became cold.

Eight years ago, Nine Heavens Soul calculated the death of Zhijian and Feiyue. This account should not only be settled on Ling Ye's head, but also Nine Heavens Soul's head.

Since he was already the target of the heavenly curse, why suppress the rage in his heart?
"Death is cheap." Looking at the sky, Zhang Long asked.

"Yeah." Shi Zhijian nodded slightly.

"How have you been? Happy? Happy?"

"Uh..." Shi Zhijian also looked at the moon with Zhang Long, one big and one small, one black and one white, with unspeakable beauty in the moonlight.

"It's good, big brother, why did you suddenly become like this? Your aura is so scary." Said Zhijian with not much experience in martial arts, he couldn't help shaking Zhang Long's palm, "Isn't it Did Linglong make you angry? Or did she miss your death again?"

"No," with cool hands, Zhang Long smiled softly again, but the fury in his heart was hard to suppress. He raised his hand and stroked his deadly little head and said, "I really missed her before, but now that I see you, it's like She's the same before my eyes."

"Death to hell, have you heard a song? You used to sing it often. The song said that one day, you will be able to swing your long sword and stir up the vastness of the galaxy."

"It's a strange song. I haven't heard it before." Shi Zhijian shook his head, then looked up at Zhang Long's face that was as cold as ice in the moonlight but also faintly burning with anger, blinking his big eyes, as if thinking Why did this big brother with a hippie smile suddenly become like this? The faint grief and indignation made even the young soul feel a little distressed.

"One day," Zhang Long suddenly had a wicked smile on his face, "I will also swing the long sword in my hand, slash the stars angrily, and avenge the past!"

"Big brother, who has any grudges against you? Don't be like this, please, I'm so uncomfortable." A look of not knowing what to do appeared on Shi Zhijian's face.

Zhang Long's heart trembled suddenly, and then he remembered that, at such a young age, she shouldn't be allowed to hear these and feel these bad emotions.

The time cycle of Wuyou Continent is slower than that of Tiansha Star, so Die Zhijian is only six years old in Wuyou Continent, but even if calculated according to the cycle of Tiansha Continent, Die Zhijian is only eight years old now.

At the age of eight, Zhang Long wanted to let the reincarnated die so cheaply, be carefree, and spend this childhood with a smile all the time, and spend his whole life, life after life.

There is no reason, Zhang Long is willing to bear everything for this little girl, and this idea has already been born before he died.

It's just that Zhang Long didn't do it last time, but this time, even if the Nine Heavens Soul is in the way, he can still kill him!

"Wow! What a miraculous pill! Brother Zhang Long, where did you learn the method of refining this pill? This is simply, it subverts the previous knowledge of refining medicine!" At this moment, Yu Wan Heng was the first to withdraw from the cultivation posture, and the whole person suddenly came alive, and the first moment he opened his eyes, he ran towards Zhang Long with surprise.

"Brother Zhang Long, you really opened Yu's horizons. This, this is the first time I have seen this strange method of refining medicine. It is really different from the method of refining that I know. .”

"Oh, by the way, little brother Zhang Long, you don't have any friendship with people from the Artifact Refining School, do you? This kind of weird method of refining medicine can only be done by the ghost doctor from the Artifact Refining School."

As soon as he came up, Yu Wanheng talked a lot, but he couldn't suppress the curiosity and shock in his heart. At first, he knew that some questions should not be asked directly to Zhang Long. No one is a fool, and he can't say anything, especially It is Zhang Long who has countless secrets, but at this moment, seeing that Zhang Long really has no malicious intentions, and he is really curious, he asked out of his mind.

As soon as this remark came out, Zhang Long frowned, looked up at Yu Wanheng and said, "What did you just say about the ghost doctor of the Artifact Refining Sect? Have you ever seen him concoct alchemy? It is indeed the same technique as mine?"