100,000 Years of Body Refining

"Who?"

Qin Feng stared at the Scarlet Storm.

Who is talking?

"Friends of Taoism?" Chen Yi smiled slightly and looked at Qin Feng in confusion.

"Brother Chen ever heard a voice?" Qin Feng asked Chen Yi in confusion.

Chen Yi shook his head, his brow furrowed deeper, is it possible that there are others besides them as the birthplace of blood?

Can only I hear it?

Qin Feng's eyebrows also wrinkled tightly.

It is definitely not an auditory hallucination. Someone is indeed talking and just tell him what it is. Who would it be?

"You don't even know me?"

When Qin Feng was suspicious and vigilant, the voice continued to be heard, and it resounded clearly in his mind, "You are really too weak, even I don’t remember it. At this moment, I’m even worse than this person, I’m afraid I am even myself. No one knows yet."

"Who are you and who am I?" Qin Fengning asked again, his expression suddenly changing.

Hearing that voice, it seemed to know who he was.

He knew that he was the tenth person and had secrets in his body, but he still didn't know what was going on above the heavens, and at this moment, this person in the dark probably knew all the secrets and knew who he was.

"Under the same **** environment, this person can undergo a transformation, but you have not been able to do it. Now you are so weak that you are so weak." The voice did not respond to Qin Feng, just muttering to himself.

"The former strongest person has become so weak now that he doesn't even know who he is. It's sad." The voice sighed, and there was something funny in the voice, as if he was watching a joke. Like.

"Who are you?" Qin Feng roared.

This person obviously knows his secret, and even knows who he is, which makes him desperate to know.

It’s just that the voice didn’t mean to solve the puzzle, and he still sighed to himself, “Millions of years have passed, and I’m still struggling, and it’s not as good as one time. From this point of view, you are very likely to be annihilated ."

Qin Feng trembled.

He had too many doubts and couldn't understand the meaning of that voice, but it was very likely that the sentence would be completely annihilated, and it still touched him.

Is this talking about him?

Will one day be completely annihilated?

"You shouldn't find me in such a state, so weak you dare to come to me, don't you throw yourself into the trap?"

The voice suddenly became cold, "Instead of watching you annihilate in the hands of other people, let me see you for a while, and let me settle the grievances between you and me."

boom!

Suddenly, the **** storm was extremely restless, and the boundless blood was roaring, moving towards Qin Feng from all directions.

Bang.

The power of the Blood God Jue was instantly shattered, and the Heavenly God Body was shattered under the pressure of the blood pressure, and Qin Feng's body was directly lifted off, vomiting blood continuously.

His aura instantly dissipated under that blow, and a sorrow burst into his heart.

That force cannot be countered at all.

Is he going to die here?

He smiled, but the smile was bitter.

He stared at the **** storm, with a touch of unwillingness in his eyes, "Who are you and who am I? Since you are going to kill me, let me know."

"who I am?"

The voice sneered. The laughter was ferocious and seemed to contain infinite anger, "I am you. When you came here, don't you have any sense of feeling, don't you think it fits here?"

Qin Feng's expression trembled.

He does have a feeling of incomparable harmony, like the relationship between a sword and a sheath, which are originally one with each other, but it is a match of blood, what does it have to do with people?

"You are me, then who am I?" Qin Feng asked again.

"You are just a dying person." The voice grinned and did not respond directly to Qin Feng's question. It was just that boundless blood came to annihilate Qin Feng on the spot.

"Blood God Art!"

Chen Yi on the side made a bold move, and the blood would condense, leading many blood soldiers to kill here.

Although he didn't hear those voices, only heard Qin Feng talking to himself like crazy, but the sudden change made him realize that there must be some crisis here.

In the face of an unknown crisis, to save a person is to save a few.

"It's just ants."

The voice sneered, full of disdain, and a **** storm covered Chen Yi at random, and then annihilated the blood general and the blood soldier, like Qin Feng, was instantly lifted off, and his momentum was rapidly exhausted.

"Blood spirit, you are the blood thought in the origin of blood."

Chen Yi suddenly exclaimed, as if he had guessed something, his expression became extremely shocked.

Is it true that the rumors are true.

The origin of blood has the blood of the ancestor of the blood clan, Qin Feng can hear the sound, and the origin of blood has set off such a **** killing, obviously there is a blood intent.

Even if it is not a blood god, it must be a blood clan.

At the same time, he also looked at Qin Feng with horror. Could it be that he had communicated with those existences and could communicate with the Blood God or the Blood Race in the realm of blood soldiers?

It's just that, having communicated, why is it such a situation.

That blood thought seems to be completely destroyed.

Couldn't it be recognized by the blood mind?

That voice didn't care about Chen Yi's exclamation, only set off boundless blood, and madly covered Qin Feng, making Qin Feng feel extremely desperate.

His face was full of pain, his body was swaying and shattering, and he quickly sacrificed the Divine Slashing Sword, urging the power of the Tongzu ancestor, but he was still unable to stop the **** invasion, making him even more desperate.

"The sword of human ancestor, the power of Tong ancestor, you are still so annoying, and you like to make some nasty things." The voice became colder and colder, containing the ultimate anger.

"Do you think you can change your fate against the sky? Hard support and unwillingness to accept the ending of annihilation will only make you more painful and death more miserable."

The voice said coldly, "You can't change your destiny, so why bother to sustain it and add pain."

Qin Feng said tragically, "Once you close your eyes, you will really be powerless to return to heaven."

The voice sneered twice, and said: "The once strongest person still has such a strong memory for life, but this kind of powerless struggle is a bit of fun."

As he spoke, Scarlet Storm roared to the extreme, enveloped Qin Feng like a wave, as if to annihilate everything directly.

But suddenly, an unprecedented Dao intent emerged from Qin Feng's **** bones, which turned into a **** mark and gradually opened up the **** storm, like a **** hand extending from a sea of ​​blood, grabbing towards the **** storm.

"this is…"

Qin Feng was a little surprised. This sudden change was not under his control. The unprecedented bloodiness seemed not to belong to him, but it seemed to be inextricably linked.

"Damn it!"

Along with the appearance of the blood mark, the **** storm was pushed away layer by layer, and the voice in the **** voice screamed, seeming to be subject to certain checks and balances.

Even with the continuous grabbing of blood marks, it gradually became a bit eager and helpless.

"Okay, stop it."

In the end, the voice of helplessness, the **** storm gradually calmed down, and the origin of blood gradually subsided, like stagnant water.

However, Qin Feng had difficulty grasping the blood, even if he could, he would not easily stop. Since the situation was reversed, he must ask everything clearly.

"Who am I and who are you?" Qin Feng asked.

"It's really like an ant, you can't even grasp your own Taoism, I really don't know how you lived until now." The voice still did not respond to Qin Feng's question, with strong contempt.

"Don't think that by relying on the meaning of the contract to check and balance me, you can completely suppress me, let alone the current you, even the once you, can't do it."

Along with this warm and angry voice, the Origin of Blood visibly shook, and the Taoism that filled Qin Feng's blood bones instantly drifted away, shaking him back several steps.