First Class Genius

Han Fei, who was used to flying, suddenly walked and felt that the time passed very long. In addition, Han Fei was going crazy because he was not feeling well and kept walking.

"Thief, God, you might as well chop me to death!" After limping for a long time, it was still black around. According to the terrain, the ground of the slope extends upward.

Han Fei, who had been very difficult to walk, coupled with his hunger and thirst, was anxious enough. If he can't find water and food, Han Fei really doubts that he will starve to death.

"Why is this black smell like the dark sea? But it's not exactly the same. " After walking and stopping for several hours, Han Fei has been paying attention to the black smell. It smells like a dark sea, but it doesn't.

Before. In the dark sea that trapped Zhen Cheng, there were a lot of substances like hills that smashed the dark impurities. There were generally black crystal nuclei in them.

Although those dark crystal nuclei can not directly swallow the belly, they can restore the vitality energy of the body to the greatest extent and produce some vital qi.

Although the black smell in front of me is very much like the dark sea. Han Fei never encountered the dark crystal core. Even that kind of hill like impurity didn't appear.

"The water vapor is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that there is still some vegetation smell. The direction should be right. Stick to it again!"

The mud pill palace was injured and searched with divine sense and soul power. The head seemed to burst. However, with years of hunting experience and smelling the smell of black gas, Han Fei can judge. Move on, there must be water and vegetation.

Where there is a water source, vegetation is exuberant. In such places, it is also easy to find small monsters. If you are lucky, there are fish and shrimp in the pool.

In the spiritual world, almost no friars eat these things. However, for Han Fei now, fish and shrimp, rabbits and ducks are the best delicacies to eat.

"Gollum Gollum"

I was thinking about the taste of roast fish and duck in my mind, but my stomach didn't work hard and made an anxious cry. Han Fei gritted his teeth and continued to speed up!

Although Han Fei was injured, he still walked faster than ordinary people. The ground tilts upward, but the road is smooth. Even, a few hours later, wet drops of water appeared on the black ground.

The water vapor is more rich, and the black gas is gradually weakening and thinning. Han Fei's mood is more urgent, just like a drowning survivor. At the moment, he is only a little away from the water. He can live and breathe freely by stretching out his head. The ultimate temptation instantly stimulates all Han Fei's potential!

"Thief, God, you let me die, but I won't die! You make me unhappy. I have to sing! "

"The dandelion is blooming and red! The handsome guy of yinghun mountain is not afraid of difficulties! Cute little sister... "

The ground became steeper and steeper. After falling several times, Han Fei got up with both hands and feet. Later. Han Fei roared singing, roaring, roaring, fighting

Because of many falls, Han Fei had many more scars on his naked body. The previously healed skin burst again, and the bright red blood flowed along the black lacquer skin.

Because of the pain, tears and runny nose, and the sweat generated by struggling to move forward, Han Fei climbed forward.

Even if the speed became slower and slower, Han Fei didn't stop to rest. Even if every step of the way, the bones all over the body seem to fall apart, Han Fei still gritted his teeth and insisted!

One hour, three hours. Five hours

The rich water vapor and the fragrance of flowers and plants are in front. Even, Han Fei has smelled the smell of wild fruit, and even heard the sweet cry of birds in his ears!

Han Fei is numb.

I don't know how many hours have passed. Han Fei's spirit has been in a trance and his legs don't work. Han Fei holds the keel knife with both hands, then inserts the keel knife into the ground and pulls his body forward with both arms.

The increasingly thin black gas was as heavy on his shoulder as a ten thousand meter high mountain. That heavy feeling is like a naughty monkey, jumping around, torturing Han Fei and trying to make him give up.

Can't give up!

Don't faint!

Han Fei has done his best, up and down. It seems that only those hands are still mechanically stretching forward. Han Fei knows very well that once he falls down and his body rolls down the slope, he will never live again!

"I can't die!"

Han Fei bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth, but the tip of his tongue didn't even hurt. It has been very hard, and even the position of the tip of the tongue has been bitten by the teeth.

Trance eyes, because of the pain, opened a little, Han Fei saw a white line.

The white line is very close to yourself. It seems that there is still sunshine there. Just hold on for a few more minutes and you will get to that place!

However, Han Fei quickly closed his eyes again. The sky was spinning and the surrounding was dark!

"No!" Han Fei tried to roar and tried to jump forward. As long as you jump over, there must be water and fruit.

However, Han Fei is too tired.

Even if Han Fei's body stretched forward and even used the keel knife, he struggled to reach the position of the white line, Han Fei's body still fell down.

Straighten up and push forward. He fell down like a plank and threw out a keel knife with his right hand. Slide forward and touch the white line!

"Boom -"

"Canopy -"

When the keel knife touched the white line, there was a clear and pleasant sound. However, Han Fei could not hear it. His body fell uncontrollably. The fingertip of the right hand touches the handle of the keel knife!

The keel knife touches the white line and the right finger touches the handle. Han Fei is only half the distance from the white line!

Han Fei fell and hit his face on the cold black ground, clenching his teeth. The expression is unwilling!

"Shua -"

"Shua -"

The moment the keel knife touched the white line, the surrounding space shook, and two old men with white hair and hair and wearing spotless white robes suddenly appeared.

The two old men looked alike. When they flashed, their eyes fell on Han Fei's black paint at the same time!

"This --" the little old man looked at Han Fei and then at the white line, "how does this count? His arm is still two meters away from the finish line. According to the regulations, he is not qualified to be a god slave! "

"No! No! " The old man on the right, now standing beside Han Fei, didn't reach out to help. After hearing his companion's words, he shook his head, "no one has dared to try this route for many years! Although his arm did not touch the end, his palm was connected with the black knife. For monks, weapons are an extension of the body. Otherwise, the terminal prohibition will not be warned. Although he is unconscious, he is still holding weapons. He should be a cruel character. Such a friar is accepted as a divine slave, which meets the requirements of the protoss! "

"Then - all right! It's just one place short, and other candidates are even worse! Since the younger martial brother strongly recommends it, let's admit him! "

After thinking a little, the thin old man nodded and approved the younger martial brother's suggestion. The right hand changed, and the golden Rune of a slave word fell between Han Fei's eyebrows!

"Poof -"

The moment when the golden slave word fell into Han Fei's eyebrows. Han Fei's body trembled slightly, and his heart, which was about to stop beating, immediately became vigorous and powerful at the moment when the slave word integrated into his body!

"Hoo -" unconscious Han Fei vomited a mouthful of turbid qi and his breathing became rapid again.

"Let's go!" The old man on the right threw out a piece of animal skin and quickly wrapped Han Fei. They shook their sleeves and left with Han Fei!

"Roar - Crash -" the moment they left, the previous black covered place suddenly collapsed, the white line flickered many times and disappeared in the black smell. On the other side of the mountain covered with black gas, there came one after another wailing.

The imperial friars who failed to attack the God slave were swallowed up by the black gas. That's the price. The price you can't afford to become a god slave is to sacrifice your life!

On the line of life and death, Han Fei is lucky. However, the slave word mark that fell between Han Fei's eyebrows almost doomed him.