Blood In Heaven

Jiang hanwufeng's throne has taken everyone's attention.

After the blood sacrifice, the next step is obviously to refine the soul of the soldiers. He never thought about opening the throne.

Can such a huge and domineering throne, in which the soul of the soldiers is really so easy to wake up?

I don't know. They have to continue to see how Jiang Han wakes up the soul of a king.

Hum... Hum...

since the completion of Jiang Han's blood sacrifice, the throne has been shaking slightly from time to time. He can also feel the feeling of blood connection from the throne, even with a trace of pressure.

Yes, it's a throne weapon, and its internal soul must be extremely overbearing. It's not easy to wake it up?

Hoo...

after a short cooling, Jiang Han's hand is finally on the throne.

"You are the first soul soldier I forged for myself in my life, and I will fight with you tomorrow."

"Wake up, my throne, and I will sit on it, waiting for anyone's challenge. Let's return all the humiliations I have received over the years to them."

"I want to beat the event in front of the national audience, and let some people know that the so-called family genius is also so vulnerable."

"I also want to fight the invincible Xiao Peng Wang with my own hands."

"Wake up and win the treble with me

Hum... Hum...

with the call of Jiang Han's true feelings, the throne also began to respond gradually. Among them, the domineering reaction of the throne was the most intense. On the stage of the rookie King competition, how domineering is it to defeat all the opponents with one throne?

As the master of this throne, what reason does it have to sleep?

They have to fight side by side.

And we're going to win the treble.

Today, once it wakes up, there will be no suspense about the champion.

Huangtu overlord laugh, too much life a drunk!

Hum!!

At this moment, the domineering power in the throne was completely awakened, and the light on the seat was also an instant victory. Mori Han's murderous spirit soared into the sky, reflected with the light of the sun in the sky, and there was a faint roar like thunder, even on Jiang Han's body...

No, the light... Seemed to come from the inside of his body, he was a man who could disperse by himself The one who shines, he is the natural king!

Lalalala...

at the moment when the throne wakes up, it seems that the weapons of the blacksmiths all feel the pressure from the king and shake uncontrollably.

Yes! Thanks! It's over!

At the moment, the audience on and off the Court saw all this, and they didn't have any ideas except for the incredible and incredible accidents.

When did the soul of a soldier become so concise?

Although the great forgers are precious in the world today, they are not rare. If so many great forgers are as simple as him to refine their souls, wouldn't they be full of saints?

It's too... Easy.

However, they don't know that although Jiang Han is young, he has tasted all the hardships and experiences that many people can't experience in their whole life. Such a state of mind, coupled with the super high strength and the domineering power of the natural king, and the unparalleled forging method, it's the most surprising that he can't send troops to his soul...

"Uncle Ye, you are so surprised See that? "

"I made it!"

At this moment, Jiang Han also felt the surging breath from the inside of the throne. The rest of it was just condensed out. It can be said that in all the soul soldiers of ancient and modern times, it was absolutely enough to be proud of the heroes.

A 14-year-old forging master, not before.

It's just that...

the man who led Jiang Han to the iron road can't see all this.

He was not as lucky as Fang Chen. Like all the masters before Jiang Han, he left the world and returned to the stars.

Jiang Han's tears slowly slide down the corner of his eyes. He hates...

why none of the people who are good to him can come to a good end, and why those who are evil can live a long life.

But from today on, Jiang Han will give back all the humiliations he suffered, ten times or a hundred times.

Dong!

Jiang Han's throne fell heavily, then he took a deep breath and looked to the side of the VIP seat.

There, there is a beautiful woman who has been sitting with her legs up. Her long fiery red hair falls like a waterfall. Leng Jun's eyes are full of three points of emotion, her nose is slightly stiff, and her chin is sharp. All these make up a unique face on her face.

"I'm a student of Diguang college, an apprentice of blacksmith Ye Tiancai!"

WOW!"Diguang college is really in the limelight this year."

"Yes, I'm afraid that any college with such a great talent will be proud."

"But who is Ye Tiancai?"

"Master? Don't we even know our names? Yesterday, you also saw this gifted master, a fourth level pharmacist. I guess his master... "

" guess what, even a first-class blacksmith has taught such a rebellious apprentice, can you? "

"I didn't meet any good ones."

"Bah, good seedlings, who will worship you as a teacher."

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's find out where the gifted master is."

"I'm really jealous. The father's son is so expensive that he can call out his master's name in full view of the public. I'm afraid they have a lot to do with each other."

"The future glory and wealth is certain. I don't know who it is."

In the discussion, no one knows. Maybe Ye Tiancai didn't have a good day in his life. Maybe the two months he spent with Jiang Han were the happiest time in his life.

"Soul soldier... Really soul soldier... He... Did it!"

"At the age of 14, you can forge a soul soldier. I'm afraid it won't take two years to forge a saint soldier."

"With this qualification and such a skilled craftsman's forging method, who would doubt that he would not be a craftsman in the future?"

"I announce that the champion of this new king competition has been born, that is, the student of Diguang University. Any student who thinks he can surpass him can raise an objection now!"

Different from the soft voice of the old members of the pharmacists' Union, Wei Xiangdong's voice can be said to be Zhongzheng's powerful, forceful, heavy and slightly domineering. Without any blessing, it clearly spread to more than 100000 people.

It's the same as the evaluation of refining medicine. The champion was decided in the budget competition on the first day.

As for Wei Xiangdong's words, he was tough enough. He didn't give other blacksmiths the chance to question, but everyone knows who can make the second soul soldier in the preliminary contest?

I'm afraid the final is not possible.

Ding Ding Dang...

as Wei Xiangdong's voice fell to the ground, all kinds of Ding Ding Dang sound still came from the field peacefully. No one questioned or even showed any performance. He was still immersed in his own forging.

This kind of performance has been obvious, no one goes back to question, they are still thinking about fighting for the so-called runner up.

With the precedent of the preliminary competition for refining medicine, they all know that the champion who gets rid of this evil will be the champion this year.

Sure enough, after a slow scan, Wei Xiangdong's words resounded again in everyone's ears: "this year's runner up will be decided in the subsequent competition, enjoying the same treatment as the previous champion."

"Little brother, please come to the award platform, and our president will personally award you the championship trophy in your witness." Chuxuan gently stroked his beard and waved to Jiang Han with a smile. He was confident that his guild had done more solemnly than their pharmacist Union in every aspect.

"Keke..."

"it happened that today our president also brought the pharmacist trophy and presented it to the younger brother."

Under the hint of shangguanche's light cough, the people of the pharmacist's Union were not willing to be the air any more, and they scrambled to shout out the words.

One day... Double crown!