God Ring Howl

Zhao Xiang stared at his father's face, saw that his face became paler, and heard his voice became hoarse, as if he had endured ten thousand years of suffering and couldn't bear any more pain!

"After several rounds of research and reasoning, the core figure of a certain terrorist organization came to a conclusion that to keep everyone in the Zhao family in the best physical condition, it can only be passed on in a single line, and the body is between 40 and 50 years old. It is the strongest between the ages, and the body refined from this has a more terrifying and powerful defense and attack ability!"

"From the first generation of ancestors of the Zhao family in Zhaojia Village, the Zhao family has continued this same history of blood and tears!"

Zhao Xiang's body shook even more violently!

He seemed to feel something, but he didn't want to think about it!

He seemed to grab something, but he beat his head desperately!

He wants to numb himself, let himself fall asleep, and even wants to die in the next moment!

He thought naively, maybe this was just a dream, and when he woke up, there was nothing left, right? !

Unfortunately, when his father's solemn, hoarse and desolate words stimulated all his auditory nerves again, he only vaguely and numbly knew——

All of this is real, it is not a dream, it is not an illusion, it is a real existence, it is the reality of existence!

Every part and every place that makes up this kind of truth and this kind of fantasy, without exception, is pouring down with blood!

Rush with hatred!Rush with despair!Rush to fight!Raging soaring to the sky!The resentment of burning the sea is surging!

"That terrorist organization always sends a supernatural woman to marry the Zhao family. Almost every generation of the Zhao family couple died before the age of 50. In fact, if the Zhao family's ancestor's grave was dug up, there would be no corpses inside. Because that woman has already taken the Zhao family away, entered a certain organization, was refined by them, and was made into fairy slaves, god slaves, or other divine pills, spirit cauldrons, medicine furnaces, puppets, etc. Commodities, to sell, to exchange, and even let them go desperately, as guns and horses..."

Aw——

Aw——, aw——

Zhao Xiang yelled several times in succession!

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he yelled angrily:

"I'm going to kill you, kill you, kill, kill, kill!"

His eyes were red, his chest heaved violently, and his fists were clenched and rattled!

The mountains echoed loudly, and it seemed that they couldn't help being angry, echoing Zhao Xiang's murderous aura soaring to the sky!

At this moment, Zhao Xiang in the fourth area of ​​the jade slip seems to have become a god of death, an evil god who is about to go mad!

Just when his mind was lost and the spiritual energy in his whole body was running wildly, the cloud of spiritual energy shot into his sea of ​​consciousness by the unknown old man suddenly dispersed violently, like a wonderful and incomparable spiritual energy comb, which straightened out in an instant. The aura of Zhao Xiang's rampage was caught, and he was swiped from the edge of becoming a demon to evil, and dragged back.

Uncle Huan, who followed Zhao Xiangdong's development, said nervously to himself: "Fortunately, I did my best to refine and purify the aura that the unknown old man shot into the master's sea of ​​consciousness. If the insidious consciousness hidden in it is removed and imprisoned, the master will definitely be controlled by this cunning and cruel hypocrite! If he really controls it, the master will become a walking dead from now on, becoming this old guy One gun and one horse!"

Zhao Xiang, who had been relieved, naturally understood everything immediately!

He knew that he had once again picked up his life from the brink of death!

Almost at the same time, a sky-high hatred broke out against the unknown old man who refined the divine ring and jade slips!

Hmph, old man, even if you are not the mastermind of the tragedy of my Zhao family for thousands of years, it has a lot to do with you!

I, Zhao Xiang, hereby swear, as long as I exist for a day, I will figure out who is in charge of everything behind it, and I will kill everyone in this organization one by one. To you, I, Zhao Xiang Even more, he will be torn apart by five horses and his bones will be scattered!

Zhao Xiang, who was on the verge of rage, heard his father's voice again.

"Xiang'er, after your aunt Hua Lanxiang's painstaking thought and meditation, she and Hu Jinshan jointly devised a plan, which is to regenerate two sons, so as to reduce the aura of the ancient god's blood, and let a certain terrorist organization target the Zhao family's actions. Stop! Just to be on the safe side, she suggested that I marry another mortal as my wife, maybe this will reduce the bloodline of the ancient gods even more, so I married Lan Xiaodie, your mother, as the second wife..."

Zhao Ming's voice was full of tenderness, and his eyes seemed to be full of sweet memories.

Zhao Xiang also took a long breath, suppressing the overwhelming anger and endless sadness in his heart, and listened intently to his father's narration.

"Your aunt originally thought that maybe a mortal woman who married me would give birth to a mortal child, and this would leave a bloodline for the Zhao family, but what we didn't expect was that the breath of the ancient god was stronger than that of you who gave birth to you." Any one of us must be strong, especially when we reach the age of two, the breath from your body seems to grow, and the number is actually increasing day by day!"

"We all panicked and had to discuss with your mother, and had to tell her all the secrets of the Zhao family!"

"Your mother was stunned, but when she understood all this, she agreed with your aunt's approach without hesitation!"

What kind of approach is it?Zhao Xiang didn't know, and he didn't want to know now!

Because he deeply understands that his mother's consent must be an extremely helpless choice, a painful and rare decision!

For some reason, the anger just now seemed to fly away, including the sadness that had just arisen, it seemed to disappear in an instant!

He felt so clearly that everything his father said seemed to have nothing to do with Zhao Xiang, not even the slightest bit!

However, why did his father's voice still penetrate into his ears deeply like an awl, and into the bottom of his heart?And like a wind sweeping at will, like a blade cutting cruelly? !

He raised his numb head and stared blankly at his father!

Zhao Xiang felt very strange, why didn't he feel any pain at all? !

"In March when you were two years old, one morning, your aunt slapped you hard with an excuse, and scratched from your forehead to your chin with her fingernails, and a long scar appeared! Xiang'er, that's not you Aunt is cruel, that is because she used her whole life's cultivation to make a seal for you in the form of blood sacrifice!"

"This seal, only on the face, through the four acupuncture points of Sizhukong, Qiuhou, Yingxiang, and Daying, can completely seal the ancient god's aura that you emit, the ancient god's aura that has been around for a hundred years!"

Zhao Xiang touched the scar on his face, his hands began to tremble slightly!

He sniffed his nose once, twice, three times, four times, five times...

Numbly raised his head and looked at his father, he felt that he was very close, but suddenly, he felt that he was far away, as if standing in the clouds, so unreal, so that he couldn't grasp it if he wanted to, and couldn't push it if he wanted to. I can't push it away!

He doesn't want to listen anymore, he doesn't want to listen anymore, he doesn't have the courage to listen anymore!If you keep listening, he might die!

However, his father's voice was still so involuntary to him, just like extremely sharp silver needles that pierced his eardrums and reached all his painful nerves, without missing a single one!not even one!

"After your aunt spent her entire life to seal all your ancient god aura, her body is not getting better day by day. She is no different from ordinary people. She knows that her devilish organization will find all this within ten years. , when the time comes, she will die, and our Zhao clan is more likely to be extinct."

"Since then, we have looked at you more and more coldly, and the same is true for your three elder brothers. Although they know their inevitable tragic ending and inevitable fate, for you, they have to live with it. Stealing your life, you have to pretend to be cruel and vicious! We do this only to exercise your ability to survive alone in this cruel world, until you are forced to join Hu Jinshan and go to the Five Sacred Sect to practice cultivation!"

"We all feel that maybe you can find a way to survive by cultivating the truth. The real way to survive may be the way to save our Zhao family..."

Zhao Xiang covered his ears with both hands, and roared: "I don't want to listen, don't listen, don't listen, it's all fake, fake, fake!"

The echoes of the mountains—

I don't listen, don't listen, don't listen!It's all fake, fake, fake!

The Echo of Heaven and Earth——

I don't listen, don't listen, don't listen!It's all fake, fake, fake!

He lay down on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

His hands kept rising and falling, beating the bluestone ground!

He exerted the most powerful and vast strength in his body!

His fingertips, which were stronger than King Kong, finally couldn't bear the blood!

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Tick, tick, on the bluestone!

Like bright red sadness, bleak despair!

So ruthlessly and cruelly splashed his trembling, turbulent life!