God Ring Howl

Zhao Xiang was very excited.

That is, all the words to express emotions in the world are extremely difficult to describe his mood at the moment.

He hugged Hua Lun tightly, trying to keep him, but he knew that he couldn't keep him no matter what.

Draw a knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, raise a glass to relieve your sorrow, and your sorrow will become more sorrowful.

Hua Lun, the Lord of the Immortal World who only saw one side, this Qing Emperor who only met once.

Became Zhao Xiang's dearest relative and the most important friend in Zhao Xiang's life.

Of course, Warren will also become the eternal pain in Zhao Xiang's heart, and he will never be able to fill the indelible hole in his life.

Is it true that true friends, bosom brothers, and beloved relatives are doomed to never be able to walk, laugh, and have fun together, to travel across thousands of rivers and mountains, and to go all over the world?

Just like adoptive mother Hua Lanxiang, like biological father Zhao Ming, like Zhang Qiang, a disciple of the Five Sacred Sacred School, and like Hongmeng Huangyu who sacrificed his life for extinction, they can only be passers-by in their own lives, just wandering around at will. Is it a cloud that passed by?

No, no, no.

Not so, absolutely not so.

Zhao Xiang hugged Hua Lun tightly, feeling his thin body numbly.

Slowly cool down, slowly atomize, slowly transform into aura, and slowly drill into your body.

Some of them are wandering in the eight meridians, and some of them are frantically pouring into the forehead for the ultimate curse.

Tightly cover the Conferred God Tablet and seal it tightly.

A stream of coolness spread from his forehead to Zhao Xiang's limbs, every cell in every part of his body.

Brother, is it you? You sacrificed yourself to seal the magic flame flower, and won 200 years of hard work for the brother.

And Lingzhu'er, are you the same way?

At the most critical moment, to prevent the Mad Demon God from upgrading and changing, and then turning into the Artifact Spirit of the Conferred God Card.

Let the Fengshen card be transformed from a magic weapon into a divine weapon, and do everything possible to control the hateful and hateful blooming of the magic flame flower.

It was only at the last moment when Hua Lun turned into spiritual power that Zhao Xiang really understood.

In the last gap where the physical body dies and turns into spiritual power.

Brother Hua Lun could have saved a small part of his vitality and flew to the underworld to open the gate of reincarnation.

However, he gave up the chance to become a god again, and chose the pain of eternal reincarnation that no one would choose.

Because if you choose reincarnation, the ultimate curse at Zhao Xiang's ancestral orifice will often be urged by the fake Beiyu sword.

Although Zhao Xiang will not become a demon immediately, the pain and suffering he will suffer will increase exponentially.

The power of the righteous way, which was already weakening day by day, will become even weaker.

The precarious interfaces are also more precarious.

The tragedy of his Zhao family for thousands of years,.

Scenes will continue to be staged.

Big brother, big brother, big brother,.

Zhao Xiang felt a severe pain in his heart, and cried out three times mournfully.

Even though he was calling in his heart, the mountains and rivers of all realms trembled, and the mountains and rivers of the God Realm shook.

Fake Bei Yujian and others, who were observing and excited about the realization of the plan, also swayed inexplicably.

But in an instant, Zhao Xiang quickly suppressed the emotional volcano that was about to explode.

He knew that now was definitely not the time to be emotional.

He has to be calm, he has to plan.

When the four elders are still fledgling, surprise soldiers must be dispatched to completely wipe them out.

Otherwise, once they are established, the cost of extermination will increase exponentially, even immeasurable.

He immediately asked Zhao Huan in the Divine Ring:

Brother Huan, can you conjure up the appearance of Brother Hua Lun?

Zhao Huan seemed to understand what Zhao Xiang meant, and replied without hesitation.

Brother, it's a trivial matter for me to change into Brother Warren now, this is my specialty.

Brother Xiang, how come you forgot my supernatural power of turning virtual into reality and reality into fiction? Wow.

Now that he knew what to do, Zhao Xiang continued to give Zhao Huan instructions.

Immediately become Warren, so...so...

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False Bei Yujian saw Zhao Xiang get up from Hua Lun's body, and Hua Lun touched Zhao Xiang's back|buttocks twice.

Without waiting any longer, the fake Bei Yujian sent Zhao Xiang an order.

Hurry up and ask for the secret of using the original force of the fairy world, the sooner the better.

While wearing a blue shirt, Zhao Xiang sent a message to the fake Bei Yujian.

Please wait patiently for a while, the master is lucky enough to save his life. I think I may succeed.

However, I can't act too hastily, because this sick young man, by the way, is the Qing Emperor of the Immortal Realm, he has a very violent temper.

In addition, he has a weird personality, and his ability to guard against people is superb.

Fortunately, he doted on me so much that he relaxed his precautions a lot.

Just now, he said to me that some guy nearby was spying on both of us for a long time.

Seeing his disgruntled and righteous indignation, it seems that even Zhao Xiang is suspicious of me.

This has added a lot of difficulty for me to continue to cleverly explore the secrets of using the original force of the fairy world.

The slave is here to ask the master if he can stay away and relax his surveillance on us.

The slaves thought that this kind of strategy of retreating into advance and playing hard to catch seemed to be more effective.

Master please decide as soon as possible.

Fake Bei Yujian had a lot of thoughts, and then whispered to the four confidantes around him.

"Look, this slave has only been employed for a few hours, but he is much more useful than you guys who have been with me for thousands of years,"

"It's for me to give ideas and find ways,"

"It's not like you, who are always flattering and flattering, and can't do anything practical,"

"Remember, learn from him and learn again, otherwise, I won't be polite to you,"

The four confidantes slandered endlessly, but their mouths were still respectful and respectful.

"What the master says is what the slaves understand,"

Fake Bei Yujian nodded in satisfaction, and immediately sent another command to Zhao Xiang.

"Boy, just do as you want, we will leave first, and give you three days,"

"If you haven't done it within three days, you will know how powerful the magic flame flower is."

"That's all I said, so I can do it for myself, if I find out that you have evil intentions,,"

"Hey, in your life, you can...but just..."

The sneer became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Zhao Xiang's soul fluctuations immediately dispersed, and he checked again and again within a radius of three or four miles.

After confirming that there were no suspicious information fluctuations, Zhao Xiang immediately set up a magic circle in Hua Lun's house.

This magic circle is called Qiankun God Formation, which can filter all the real information that the owner does not want to know according to the master's wishes.

You can also pass false information to the other party. If you are not a person with great supernatural powers, you will not discover the mystery.

Zhao Xiang secretly ordered Ling Zhu'er to use the magical power of the ring to travel through space.

The three gold medal killers headed by Lu Hanming were invited to Juyizhai.

The other two gold medal killers stayed at Qing Luoxing to prevent accidents.

Today, the three of them are leading more than a hundred super masters to preside over the daily work of the fairy world.

Immortal World, also under the control of more than a hundred master supervisors led by three people, is quickly and effectively entering the normal track of development,