Chapter 1825 Emperor Xiu (1)

The life of Dragon God can be described as a legend.

He grew from an ordinary eight-winged golden dragon to the strongest peak, and everything he experienced was more thrilling than any story.

In the chaotic Qianlong Continent, powerful eight-winged golden dragons are scattered everywhere, occupying their own territories, and there is constant friction between them.

It was a dispute belonging to the Dragon Clan. The Dragon God was born and grew up in this dispute, and witnessed the constant battles between his companions for the territory.

When Dragon God became a real adult eight-winged golden dragon, his strength began to show its edge.

The divided Qianlong Continent was once again united under his iron fist, and all the eight-winged golden dragons were defeated by him one by one. They worshiped him as king and became the unique dragon king in the entire Qianlong Continent.

The Dragon God manages the entire Qianlong Continent. He is benevolent and just. Under his control, all the dragons live in peace without friction and disputes.

Until that day, a ray of light from the sky selected the dragon god, and the voice from the main god pulled him from an ordinary dragon to the world of the gods.

Become a god!

For other races in time, if they want to become gods, they must go through a baptism, completely reborn, shed their original body, and survive in the body of the gods.

The Dragon God experienced this baptism, and his soul entered the future body, and the body that belonged to the dragon clan was sealed in his lair. place.

"The body of the Dragon God... is here?" Shen Yanxiao couldn't help feeling a little dazed after reading the last mural.

The huge palace has three walks leading to different places. What they are now is just the entrance to the dragon god's lair.

"Well, if you are not born in the god race, if you want to ascend to the status, you don't have to wash away the dust. The body of an ordinary race cannot withstand the power of the god race." Xiu patiently explained to Shen Yanxiao that the power of the god race is not just strength, but from the soul.

When the Dragon God climbed onto the altar, his soul was sharpened by the holy light. The spirit of the Protoss had been integrated into the soul of the Dragon God during the baptism, and that touch of soul was no longer something an ordinary body could carry.

"Uh...Xiu, you are originally from the Protoss, right?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Xiudao.

"I haven't been sharpened, but I was also selected." Xiudao.

"Choose?" Shen Yanxiao was confused again.

"The battle gods of the Protoss are selected from among the strongest of the Protoss. The name Asura belongs to the battle gods. I am not the first battle god. The one before me was also named Asura." Xiu explained. road.

He didn't assume the position of God of War since he was born, but his strength surpassed the previous God of Battle, so he replaced him.

Fighting God, God Race is a powerful existence second only to the main god, and only the strongest God Race is qualified to stand in this position.

"Ah? Then...then what is your name?" Shen Yanxiao was dumbfounded. Isn't Asura Xiu's real name? Just the code name of God of War? Doesn't Xiu himself have a name?

Xiu lowered his head, and said slowly: "Before becoming God of War, mine was called Dixiu."

"Dixiu." Shen Yanxiao repeated the name, and his peaceful heart seemed to be stirred at this moment.

No wonder, no wonder he only let himself call him Xiu, not Asura. It turned out that only the word Xiu was his real name, and Asura was just a collective name for God of War.