Chapter 485 Is this right?

Chapter 485 Is this right?

Tang San, who was flying at high speed towards the west, had just entered the territory of the Tianhun Empire when he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his forehead, drawing his gaze in one direction.

"No, this is impossible! Without my permission, how could anyone on Douluo Continent break through the limit and reach the stage of becoming a god? Why is there such an aura? Why?"

Faintly, he seemed to see a huge butterfly-shaped phantom emerging in the sky, blocking out the sun. The enormous pressure made the Shura Sword mark on his forehead become hotter and hotter, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.

“How is it possible?! Her martial spirit was clearly destroyed by me, and her path to becoming a god is cut off. Even if there is the inheritance left by the Butterfly God, it is impossible…” Tang San was shocked and angry, “Impossible, how can destroying them help the enemy’s child? What’s more, Xiao Qi’s soul is not complete at all, and half of it is in the Emperor Beast. She can’t become a god at all!”

Above Mingdu, accompanied by low dragon roars and sharp whistles, a butterfly-shaped shadow emerged from the void. The air twisted and torn under its pressure, emitting a hot and sharp breath. Its body is slender and angular, covered with sharp purple-black dragon scales. The edges of the scales flash cold light like blades, and blue-gold light veins run straight through its body like cold electricity. Its head is as sharp as a blade, and its two tentacles turn into purple-gold dragon horns, with the tip burning with the flame of destruction, piercing the sky obliquely. Its compound eyes are long and narrow, and the purple flames are intertwined with gold and blue. A row of short and sharp purple-gold dragon spine spurs bulge on its back, like a sharp sword.

The dragon wing skeleton is tough and flamboyant, and the wing membrane is composed of the beating flame of destruction. The flame quickly changes from the blue-gold wing root to purple-gold. The edge is as straight as a knife edge, faintly burning with blue-gold brilliance. When flapping, the surrounding space feels faintly cut. The tail is slender like a spear, converging into a blue-gold gradient spike, and the tip of the spike is condensed with a dark purple flame of destruction.

"Sometimes I wonder who was the one who picked it up." When the shadow faded away and Wang Dong was riding a tall horse and looking down at everyone, Di Tian finally couldn't help but be sarcastic in front of the God of Destruction.

"I was forced upon my parents by the Dragon God, have you forgotten?" Mu Xing's mouth was filled with three parts of coldness, three parts of sneer, and four parts of indifference, and he was almost jealous to the point of being unrecognizable.

"The standard for becoming a god here is that one only needs to have a trace of human blood to break the ban?" Alex, with the research attitude of a scholar, walked around Wang Dong and marveled.

“I really… I only used a tiny spark. Your mother and I gave you one-third of our divine power. If it weren’t for that ban, you would have been a half-step divine king at least.” The God of Destruction’s eyes wandered, “Ahem! I didn’t expect it to turn out like this. Maybe I used too much force. Or maybe low-level bloodlines are more susceptible to external factors, which can lead to mutations.”

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Mu Xing shook his head and looked at Wang Dong's changes.

Her short hair still maintained a neat outline, and the color transitioned from soft light blue to deep dark purple. The dark purple at the ends of her hair was the strongest, with a hint of cold luster. Deep in her light blue pupils, which were originally as clear as lake water, a circle of fine purple-black aura slowly emerged, like ripples in the abyss, rippling in the light blue. The purple-black aura sometimes shrank and sometimes expanded, as if the flame of destruction was beating in her pupils, but was wrapped in the soft light of light blue, forming a strange and harmonious contrast.

These subtle changes aside, even the spirit of the Tianlong Horse has changed. The originally pure white body has completely turned into a deep dark color, as black as ink. The surface of the body is faintly visible with traces of erosion by the power of destruction, only the mane is still as white as snow, like a streak of light in the darkness. The dragon horns are sharp and slightly curved backwards, like a tempered blade. The original golden diamond-shaped gem on the forehead has turned dark gold, and there seems to be destructive energy surging inside, occasionally flashing a deep purple light, and even the flame of destruction is ignited in the eye sockets. The dark flames are surging on the four hooves, and the tail is dragging a purple-black flame tail.

Is this Tenryuma Alter? Absolutely!

Wang Dong is the same, her martial spirit has definitely become an Alter! No, who cares about martial spirits now, she has reached the god level!

It is said that the dark side is ten times stronger, and the white side is three times weaker. Not only did he become an Alter, but he also unlocked a new destiny, right?

"Anyway, she can become a god if she reaches level ninety-nine. I just brought this result forward." The God of Destruction felt that it was not advisable to stay here for long. After all, this result would make the dragons present extremely unhappy. So before his dragon cried and made a fuss to complain to the Goddess of Life, he decisively slipped away.

Wang Dong was left alone, turning over and getting off the horse awkwardly. He forced a stiff smile on his face, but he couldn't hide the embarrassment. He didn't know how to face this "unfairness".

The starting point of the God of Destruction was good, but by doing this, he directly alienated all of Mu Xing's previous efforts and hard work. For example, there were one dragon (Mu Xing), two people (Huo Yuhao and Bai Richi), and one hybrid (Wang Dong) who were aiming to become gods. Everyone was diligently practicing or doing things, and then the God of Destruction intervened. Ouch~ lazy dog ​​Wang Dong got the MVP!

It seems that Mu Xing is role-playing with various forces every day. He is always causing trouble and winning without doing anything!

Mu Xing is a winner without any effort!

Muxing's rating this time is 3.0. Wang Dong has worked the hardest during this period, right? 13.0 carries the whole game, can it be counted this way?

In this world where only the results matter and the process is ignored, this is really how it is calculated!

It's over, it's over! I'm definitely going to be hated, right? The pride that had just risen from my advancement disappeared without a trace in an instant, and Wang Dong roared wildly in his heart: Uncle Zi, are you kidding me? What are you talking about a position next to the Dragon God? I don't think there will be a place for me in this family from now on!

I'm so angry, but I still have to keep smiling! I can't keep it at all! A trace of anger flashed in Mu Xing's eyes, but she suppressed it abruptly.

Let her think about how to make good use of this upgraded version of Butterfly God Alter. Oh, and blood relationship. With this upgrade, it shouldn't be difficult to track down the blood relatives who are on the run, right?

Who else can become a god by lying down? The descendant of the dead bird! It doesn’t matter if one person succeeds, or two!

In this case, Mu Xing snapped his fingers, and a tiny crack appeared out of nowhere, expanding, and blazing flames gushed out of it, accompanied by a deafening dragon roar. In the flames, a slender figure slowly emerged. Her flaming red hair danced wildly in the wind, tiny sparks faintly jumped between her hair, and her eyes were as hot as lava.