I'm Really an Alchemist

Frieza took a deep breath, pushed his subordinates away, and strode into the messy room.

Kurd had calmed down his anger, put aside the wine glass, picked up the bottle with one hand, looked at the fire in the distance and drank with his head up, the wine spilled down the corner of his mouth all over his body.

"Father...."

"Why are you still here?" Kurd didn't look back, his tone was indifferent.

Frieza froze for a moment, and said, "I want you to leave together!"

Kurd turned his head and looked at Frieza seriously.

At this moment, Frieza seemed to sense a trace of regret and concern from the other party's expression, but this feeling disappeared in turn, and Kurd's eyes were filled with uncontrollable rage.

"Frieza!" Kurd said: "Who do you think I am, do you think I will lose here? I am the heir left by the frozen demon, I was born to be king!"

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Frieza.

Frieza could dodge, but after hesitating for a moment, he let go of his vigilance, and was held high by Kurd's neck.

"Do you think I really regard you as my son?"

Kurd stared coldly into Frieza's eyes, and his tone was chilling: "I never cared about you, you are just a tool for me to inherit the name of the frozen demon, hahaha, you really think I will Is the empire passed to you?"

He threw Frieza to the ground and laughed wildly.

"I just treat you like a clown and watch you go wild, trash!"

Frieza struggled to get up from the ground, and slapped the dust off his body. He wriggled his lips, wanting to say something more.

Kurd swept over with one arm, and suddenly there was a manic wind pressure, sweeping the entire room away.

Frieza was knocked out of the door by the strong wind.

"Get out, I don't treat you as my son at all, don't blame me for being ruthless if you continue to disturb me drinking!"

Frieza looked at Kurd's indifferent expression, he finally stopped talking, and when he got up silently, a white fluorescent light floated from Kurd's body and landed on his fingertips.

Frieza took a deep look at Kurd, then turned and left the empty palace.

It didn't take long.

A spaceship rose from the palace and hovered over the city.

With the remaining subordinates, Frieza looked at the city that enshrined his memories but was burned by the flames, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

"Fuck, no more wine!"

Kurd withdrew his gaze indifferently, and the wine bottles beside him burst because of his impulse just now, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

He finally showed a complicated expression.

"My lord, if you want wine, I still have it here."

In the darkness, Daji walked out gracefully with a bottle of fine wine in her arms.

Kurd frowned, and put on a fierce look again, but Daji put her hand on his chest, with a calm and steady smile on her face.

"Tsk, woman."

Kurd took the bottle and said no more.

Daji took two wine glasses, and the two of them leaned on each other and looked at the boiling fire in the distance.

In the starry sky, Frieza and his subordinates stood on the viewing platform, looking at the planet at the end of their line of sight.

Then they saw the planet, expanding and cracking.

"Oh!"

In the empty vacuum, gorgeous fireworks bloomed.

Chapter 347 Chapter [-] Conferred God!

"clang!"

The melodious sound of the bell spread in all directions.

In the center of the universe, above the galaxy, countless people are looking forward to it.

The ubiquitous nanoworms surround this giant round table suspended in the starry sky, and transmit the live broadcast signal.

At this moment, all the civilizations in the universe that could receive the signal sat quietly at home, watching the sacrificial ceremony of the new universe emperor with complicated emotions through the broadcast tool.

Qiao Connor reached out and pressed on the ancient bronze clock, pressing down the melodious and grand bell.

dong dong dong dong!

The guard of honor on the asteroid beat the square drum neatly, and the dense drum beats echoed the low singing, which was atmospheric and mysterious.

The spectators who came from all over the universe in a spaceship silently restrained their discussion and quietly held their breath.

They had never seen such a grand celebration, as if they had witnessed history.

Jiake was wearing an imperial robe and a crown, and his mood was difficult to calm down.

"Your Majesty Jiake." The waiter held the jade seal, leaned over and said, "The important affairs of the country are enshrined in Rong."

"I see."

Jake took a deep breath, adjusted his clothes, and walked towards the round platform on foot to the sacrificial music.

After climbing the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, Jacques, who was exhausted, came to the center of the round platform, knelt on the futon, and respectfully knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to the two characters of heaven and earth enshrined on the square table.

Originally, Jiake wanted to replace the word "heaven and earth" with Yuanshi Tianzun to show respect.

But Qiao Connor refused. He stated that Jacques is the emperor of the universe, the top of the mortal power, and his identity is not different from the gods and Buddhas of the heavens. The only thing he can bow down to is the heaven and the earth itself.

"clang!"

The drums died down, and the bells began again.

Jiake got up according to the etiquette, and taught the twelve immortals, led by Qiao Connor, to move to the sacrificial altar.

"In Ai 472, the Galactic Empire expelled the brutal Kurds and sacrificed to heaven for unity."

The high voice of the sacrificial officer spread through the vacuum through spells.

"The empire will change its faith here and offer sacrifices to Yuqing Zixu Gaomiao Taishang Yuanhuang Daojun."

With the sound of gongs and drums, the twelve immortals intertwined with each other, weaving and drawing the image of Yuanshi Dao in the void.

Yuanshi Daoxiang sits on the endless time and space, his face is blurred, only the rising of dense clouds can be seen, and the darkness is endless, vaguely forming a mysterious figure that has been passed down through the ages.

Whether it's the audience present, or the audience watching the impact through the live broadcast.

They all inexplicably feel that this figure is imprinted in the soul, and their minds are swaying. Through endless time and space, they can see the unspeakable and unspeakable Taoism that has spanned thousands of calamities.

"clang!"

The melodious bell rang.

At the same moment, everyone woke up from their dreams.

Taoism dissipated.

Qiao Connor bowed respectfully to the void, and said in a loud voice: "Ten years of catastrophe, life and death are not counted, and God also has the virtue of good life. The four sages bestowed the list of gods to collect the dead souls of the primordial god. Today, the gods will be sealed and the order of the three realms will be controlled!"

Explain and teach the twelve immortals, and withdraw respectfully from the sacrificial altar.

Another young man flew up to the round platform in a stable manner, bowed to Jia Ke, stretched out his hand, and a ray of light flew out of the Lingtai.

Xiaguang flew high into the sky, turned into a scroll, and then unfolded.

Numerous pictures flashed in the scroll, which was the last picture before the heroic spirit died in the ten-year war.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister!"

In Leiyin Temple on Mars, the surviving Jiejiao monks watched the live broadcast in the void and wept bitterly. Wu Tian sat on the lotus platform, clasped his hands and recited the Buddha's name.

In West Galaxy, the Ginuit team was very excited watching the live broadcast.

They looked back, and at the asteroid where Frieza was retreating, a ray of divine light jumped out, corresponding to the Conferred God Altar in the center of the universe.

"The way of heaven is permanent. There are three hundred and sixty-five immortals and gods in the Zhou Dynasty. The upper four are thunder and fire fighting, and the lower four are star-studded. The heavenly soldiers have no calculations."

Green held the list of gods in his hand, and said loudly: "Where is Jijiao Kirk!"

From the scroll above the head, a phantom of a young man flew out, and landed in front of the stage, bewildered.

He seemed to understand something, and knelt down in front of Green.

"Kirk, cut off teaching five generations of disciples, made meritorious service in protecting the country, died in battle, remembering his loyalty, and bestowed the title of Qingfu Zhengshen!"

As Green's words fell to the ground, a ray of light flew out from Fengshen and landed on Kirk.

The young man's figure was solid, his clothes changed, and then he bowed to Green in despair, turned into rainbow light, and disappeared into the sky.

Until this time, those uninformed viewers understood what happened?

This turned out to be Fengshen!

Those heroic spirits who died will become new gods, in charge of the laws and laws of the universe, and even mortals who died in battle have the qualifications to become heavenly soldiers and generals.

The audience beat their chests in annoyance, only regretting that they didn't die in the battle of defending the country, otherwise this god should have his own share!

Green didn't care what others thought, he calmly carried out the task assigned by Frieza, summoned the next heroic spirit, and began to apotheosis.

"finally come!"

Frieza's mind moved, and his soul came out of his body and fell into the void.

He sensed the god conferring ceremony in the distance, and with the birth of immortal gods, the heavenly seal in Frieza's eyebrows became more and more joyful, and with the fluctuation of mana, phantoms of heavenly palaces appeared in this vast starry sky.

The imperial immortal god sensed the existence of Tiangong and quickly fell into the phantom.

With the entry of the immortal gods, the Heavenly Palace changed from virtual to real, and Frieza's soul surged, wrapped around the excited members of the Special Forces, and fell into the Heavenly Palace.

He put on the crown, put on the robe of God, and sat in the Lingxiao Palace.

One after another gods fell into the heavenly court, and one by one the immortal gods appeared in the Lingxiao Palace. Their appearance deprived the rules of the universe for their own use. The wind, rain, thunder and lightning, blessings, wealth and longevity completed Frieza's dream of the emperor of heaven. road.

The Emperor of Heaven commands the Three Realms and controls Yin and Yang.

Only those who truly control the Three Realms and the rules of the universe can be called the Jade Emperor.