Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting fell down completely.

Jiang Kaifeng personally came up and felt the breath of Jiang ting. After a moment, he stood up and said faintly, "there is no breath."

Jiang Qinghe and Jiang Baihe are shocked to see Jiang Kaifeng.

"You..."

"You're not fooling both of us, are you?"

Jiang Kaifeng's expression finally changed and became a little gentle. His loving eyes fell on Jiang ting and said faintly: "Jiang Ting is my son, and the Jiang family still depends on him. How can I fool you?"

"Now, there is no breath of Jiang ting. How can the Jiang family rely on him?" Jiang Baihe has a hot temper. He questions Jiang Kaifeng.

"If you don't completely close his breath, how can you cheat that man?" Jiang Kaifeng's tone is still light. It seems that Jiang ting in front of him can't stir up any waves. He turns his head to Jiang Baihe and says, "you can't help it. Only in this way can we continue to stay here and stay in the underworld martial arts. There are more and more underworld martial arts under the Jiang family cemetery. I need you."

"My Lord, for the sake of our previous mistakes, we will fight to death to help you, but , really... " Jiang Qinghe asked in front of Jiang Kaifeng.

Obviously, Jiang Qinghe felt that he couldn't do it.

"As long as it's not Dantian, it can only hurt him all over. Who let him walk into Shuangfeng's tomb so rashly?" Jiang Kaifeng seems to be blaming Jiang Ting, but no one can see that his fists are clenched, his nails are embedded in the flesh, and the blood is black

Jiang Qinghe and Jiang Baihe have nothing to say but come to Jiang ting in silence. Everyone gives Jiang ting a fighting skill. In an instant, Jiang Ting's flesh and blood become blurred.

"Get him into his own graveyard!" Jiang Kaifeng said lightly.

Jiang Qinghe and Jiang Baihe carry Jiang ting and come to a very secret place. This is the bottom of the Jiang family cemetery, but it's totally different from the ground. Even the people who are still living in the Jiang family have tombstones here, and they all look like their names have been carved.

Jiangting was put in a coffin by three people, and the coffin was covered. In front of the coffin, there was a small tombstone, on which the tomb of Jiangting was written.

All this is true.

Jiang Kaifeng had just put the lid on the coffin, and a figure appeared behind him.

"Cough..."

This man was dressed in black, and his body was also full of this kind of black arrogance. However, his aura was very strong. He just cleared his throat and didn't speak.

Jiang Kaifeng turned around and saw this man as if he had seen the most noble existence in the world. He knelt down respectfully and said, "Lord of the underworld, someone broke into Shuangfeng's tomb tonight. We have killed this man and put him in this coffin."

"Are you really willing to call me Lord of the underworld night?" Did not pay attention to these three people report things, the dark night just light asked.

"Yes, we have long regarded the Lord of the underworld as our leader." Jiang Kaifeng lowered his head and could not see his expression, but his pious tone represented his attitude.

"In that case, open the coffin, and I'll see the boy myself!"

The voice of the dark night is cold, and the eyes also fall on the name of Jiangting.

This name shocked him too much. If he could not leave the Shuangfeng tomb array now, he would have killed the boy long ago!

Jiang Kaifeng didn't hesitate at all. He said to Jiang Qinghe and Jiang Baihe: "open the coffin!"

The two men lowered their heads, urged the talismans in their hands, and fell on the coffin of Jiangting. The lid of the coffin slowly opened.

Jiang Ting was thrown in by two people at will. His action was very awkward and there was no breath at all.

Youming night stood on the side of the coffin, his eyes fell on the big and small wounds on Jiang Ting's body, and his eyes were staring closely. The black breath on his body was more and more strong.

There was a long time to burn incense, and the black flame on the dark night slowly fell back.

Closely following, Jiang Kaifeng's heart also slowly fell down.

However, at this time, the dark night stretched out a palm, a palm fell down, just fell on the front heart of the river court.

Jiang Ting didn't even make a sound, and his heart became blurred.

Jiang Kaifeng's eyes could not help but have waves, but he still did not move.

Seeing this result, dark night was very satisfied.

As soon as you turn your hand over, a black talisman appears in your hand. The black flame falls gently on Jiang ting.

Youming night took a light look at Jiang Ting, who still didn't have any action. Then, he said: "cover the coffin. A year later, he will become Mingwu Xiu. Jiang Kaifeng, you still have a chance to teach your son well."

"Thank you, Lord of the underworld!" Jiang Kaifeng is still very respectful, with no sadness or joy on his face.

"Jiang Qinghe, Jiang Baihe, you two, follow me!"The words of the dark night, no one can doubt, so, Jiangqing crane and JiangBai crane honestly follow the dark night to leave.

Until the shadow of the dark night disappeared in the thick darkness.

Jiang Kaifeng turned back and looked at the coffin.

At this time, Jiang Kaifeng slowly stroked the coffin in full bloom and said faintly: "son, in a year's time, it depends on whether you can come back here again. I'm waiting for you!"

When Jiang Ting watched his father's Da Fan Tian Long fist fall on him, he finally understood his father's expression.

That is, although his father spoke coldly, and his hand was merciless, the real strength of his father's fist did not fall on him, such as a gust of wind caressing his body, and there was something indescribable in his eyes, which he could understand at a glance, and it was helpless and forbearance.

Father, or love his kind father!

Therefore, Jiang Ting knew that his father had to do this. When his breath seemed to be confined by something and could not be sent out a little bit, Jiang Ting seemed to understand his father's purpose.

Simply, Jiang Ting directly converged his divine consciousness, returned to his own divine consciousness space, and converged all the breath.

However, in this way, Jiang Ting can't know what happened outside.

He could only feel the power of his own blood.

Take a closer look at the remolding blood, so anxious to turn up, he knew that his body must have been hurt.

Jiang Ting even rigidly let the power of blood stop, because he knew that his father would not really hurt himself.

Even if the physical body is hurt, he has this vital blood, he is not afraid.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Ting just felt that the bondage had gone.

Divine consciousness quickly returned to reality!

The first feeling is that I am in a very narrow space. The second one hears the words of my father, Jiang Kaifeng, with boundless expectation.

When Jiang Kaifeng finished speaking, his black flame suddenly surged up and seemed to burn himself up. It was much thicker than the black flame of the combat skill he had just sent out.

In Jiang Kaifeng's hand, a talisman appeared. This talisman is not a black talisman, but a talisman with golden light. In the palm of Jiang Kaifeng's hand, a golden light also appeared, rushing out from the black flame, prompting this talisman.

This golden light fell on Jiang Ting's coffin and became an extremely slender silk thread, winding it up.

Finally, the golden light flashed three times, and there was a rumbling sound inside the coffin.

When it was quiet again, Jiang Kaifeng had fallen to the ground, but his eyes were still looking at his son's coffin, and he said to himself in silence: "Jiang Ting, you must live!"

In an instant, Jiang Ting only felt his body spinning madly, and he couldn't control it at all.

My father's words are still there.

"Here, is there such a teleportation array?"

Jiang Ting was surprised at his judgment. It seems that he really underestimated the underground world of the Jiang family cemetery, which is not just a secret.

For a long time, Jiang Ting felt that his body stopped slowly. He could not open his eyes to see the surrounding environment. What he felt was boundless pain!

Jiang Ting even had difficulty opening his eyes.

It was covered with dried up blood.

"My God, are you my father?" Jiang Ting urged his blood to recover his body and complained.

Just for a moment, Jiang Ting recovered, at least able to stand up and walk at will.

Jiang Ting looked at his clothes, which had been torn into strips. He was so embarrassed that he quickly changed his clothes and looked around again.

"The forest of ice and fire?"

I didn't expect that this transmission prohibition sent me directly to the forest of ice and fire.

Thinking of his father's words, Jiang Ting's face became dignified.

It seems that someone should have controlled this Ming Wu Xiu, but my father kept his heart. Just now, it was obvious that my father risked his life to help him leave the Shuangfeng tomb array of the Jiang family.

One year.

He clearly remembered that his father said he would wait for him to go back.

Jiang Ting slowly stood up, but suddenly found that his body, as if still wrapped with those golden silk thread.

This is what my father left for himself.

Jiang Ting quickly took the golden silk thread off his body, but unexpectedly, the golden light flashed, and then directly penetrated into his body!

Aura!

It's Aura!

Very pure and rich aura.These auras are very strange. They can't absorb the power of their own blood, so they directly enter their own elixir.