God of War

When Jinse heard the blood wolf say, he turned from worry to joy, and moved his finger to the blood wolf's chin: "It seems that you are still a husband, you are thoughtful and thoughtful. In this way, the concubine will be entrusted to you in the future, and it seems that the concubine will soon Congratulations to your husband for being crowned Dabao."

The blood wolf laughed, lifted Jinse's chin, and kissed him: "It won't be long before, his power and his women are mine." After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed all the way, Jinse gasped. With a sound, the two embraced together instantly.

In the middle of the night, large black clouds enveloped the sky, and a trace of haze swung towards the sky.

Inside Moga Mountain, the flames are soaring to the sky, and a melodious piano sound swayed on a rocky corner at the bottom of the mountain, which seems to be out of place with this blazing, hot and extremely hot purgatory on earth.

On the rock corner, a piece of white jade guqin is being touched by its owner. The master's pair of snow-white slender hands wandered between the strings, so casual, so free and easy, as if moving with nature.

The sound of the piano that popped up was like a natural sound. Looking up, the master of these hands was amazing. If the blood wolf can already be called handsome, then the blood wolf is simply a pearl of rice to him.

His kind is a kind of wonder, just like a heavenly man. His skin is almost translucent, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, reaching the temples, and a pair of obsidian-like deep eyes contain endless indifference.

The straight bridge of the nose looked like a knife, and the lips were vermilion red, and the corners of his mouth were gently pulled, pulling out a faint mockery. What an unruly and graceful young man, if he is not in the Demon Realm, he can be compared to the first beautiful young man of the Protoss, Van Yue.

It's just that Fan Yue's beauty is too soft, and his beauty is full of heroism. It seemed that everything in the world was not worth mentioning in front of him.

The boiling magma at the bottom of the rock and the hot air can't affect him at all. His white robe is slender and dust-free, making him more elegant and free and easy. He just played and played, and the sound of the piano reverberated throughout the valley.

Until a man in a black robe ran up to the rock horn and respectfully reported: "Enlighten the devil, the girl sends someone to report back, everything is going well. Soon you can see the gods and the orcs go to war, the day when my demons take revenge. Just around the corner."

Oh! Everyone understood this time, it turned out that this handsome young man turned out to be the current Demon Lord Moxian of the Demon Race. When Mofeng died in battle thousands of years ago, his concubine Xuerou had given birth to Liner, and Moxian was the prince appointed by Mofeng.

After the demons were assigned to Moga Mountain, Xuerou endured the humiliation and taught the demons carefully. When he was nineteen years old, he even supported Moxian as king, and now Moxian has won the support of Mozu.

He is ambitious, and he is quite like his father's devilish wind. When he was young, Xue Rou taught him to fight for the demons. Every day and every hour after he became the throne, Moxian remembered the teachings of his mother and concubine, worked hard and swears blood and hatred.

Now the demons are no longer what they used to be under his rule. They are strong and strong, ready to conquer the world at any time. Moxian is like a superb chess player, he patiently waits for the enemy to appear flaws, and then catches it in one fell swoop.

Hearing the news reported by his subordinates, Moxian slowly stood up, picked up the white jade jug next to him, poured a glass of wine, and poured it into the lava at the bottom of the rock.

Swear aloud: "Father, did you hear that? The child swears to heaven today: The opportunity that my demons have waited for thousands of years is finally here. Moxian will definitely lead the tribe to kill Moga Mountain, and be our father and me. Thousands of dead demon spirits avenge their blood and hatred."

As soon as the wine entered the magma, flames rose to the sky, as if singing for the revival of the demons.

Moxian quietly watched the magma soaring into the sky, and stretched out his right hand, black gas bursting out of his hand. The black gas quickly penetrated into the bottom of the lava. As the black gas increased, the lava began to boil violently.

Finally, a red light rose into the sky, and the red light faded. A full-body blood-red treasure knife appeared in front of the magic string, "Soul Devourer!"

The subordinates exclaimed, unexpectedly that the blood-devouring sword of the old magic wind was hidden at the bottom of the lava. It was with this sword that the magic wind killed the blood of the gods into a river and stirred the fear of the six worlds.

After Mofeng's death and soul disappeared, this treasured sword was nowhere to be found. The Protoss searched for thousands of years without a clue, unexpectedly it was hidden by the Demons under the magma for thousands of years.

Moxian stroked the treasured sword and murmured: "I'm ready, are you ready too." The treasured sword suddenly burst into blood in Moxian's hand, seeming to respond to its master.

In Jianchen Palace, I was meditating and practicing. Suddenly, my heart palpitated, and my body could not help but floated into the air. Then a sudden pain was transmitted from my body and went retrograde in my internal organs.

I screamed in pain, and the sweat of the bean slipped from the corner of my forehead, and soon soaked my robe. At the same time, red light began to emerge from my body, illuminating the entire Jianchen Palace as bright as day.

Grandpa Fanchu and his father Fanjian saw the vision and flew into the palace. They were shocked to see how painful I was.

Father flew forward, ready to pick me up. Grandpa shouted: "No!"

Before I finished speaking, my father had been shot out by the white light from my body. He fell two meters away. The red light inside me became more painful, and blood began to ooze out of my eyes, mouth and nose.

The father yelled anxiously: "Yue'er, how are you?"

I was so painful that I couldn't answer, and all the blood on my face dripped down into my heart.

Suddenly the red light was flourishing, and I shouted, a red giant sword emerged from Fan Yue's heart, the giant sword grew bigger and bigger, and a trace of blood began to surround me.

Suddenly I opened my eyes and gave a long roar. I saw the red sword and sword energy burst suddenly, whizzing past, and the place I passed was a mess.

Grandpa exclaimed: "The God of War Sword? How could it be possible, how can I summon the God of War Sword when it is so small? Is there any change?"

Grandpa was thinking about it, but the light of the God of War sword became more and more prosperous, and the roof of Jianchen Palace was overturned in an instant. Along the way, countless heaven will be blown into the air.

Grandpa shouted: "No, Yueer can't control the God of War Sword."

In a hurry, Grandpa could only shout into the air: "Yue'er, use the sword-removing technique I taught you to quickly retract the sword." In the air, I seemed to have been controlled by the sword, with a strange and confused look on my face.

Grandpa was anxious and shouted to his father on the ground: "Jian'er come and help me quickly."

Hearing the words, his father pinched his sword fingers to shoot out a divine light, resisting the offensive of the God of War Sword. God of War Sword seemed to have consciousness, felt resistance, and furious. As soon as the sword light turned, a sky-splitting sword energy slashed towards the Fanjian.

Father shouted: "Father, hurry up!"

Grandpa didn't hesitate, and flew up into the air, and a hand knife lightly slashed my neck. My eyes were dark and soft and unconscious.

As soon as my head fainted, the divine light of the God of War sword suddenly disappeared, turned into a stream of light, shot into the body of Fan Yue, disappeared. Father breathed a sigh of relief, greeted grandpa, hurriedly picked me up and ran into the palace.

Fan Chu and Fan Jian hurriedly rushed into the inner room, frowning deeply, and Fan Jian looked at Fan Yue who was lying unconscious on the bed. Anxiously said to Fanchu: "Father, there will be nothing wrong with Yue'er! Today's situation is really weird. It is reasonable to say that the God of War Sword can be summoned at least until Yue'er is 20 years old.

Yue'er is only 16 years old now. Why is the God of War Sword awakening in his body ahead of time with such a vision? Fanchu was also puzzled. He stretched out his hand to take the pulse. After a long while, he let out a long sigh of relief: "Yue'er now has a stable pulse, so there should be nothing wrong.

According to the records of the Protoss, the God of War sword must be **** when it is first summoned. The sword of the God of War will merge with the blood of its owner. After recognizing the master, it will communicate with the master, and the sword will become one.

However, the earliest recorded blood fusion was only after the owner was 20 years old before he could bear the power of the God of War Sword, but for some reason, the God of War Sword would wake up in advance and perform a blood fusion with Yue'er. Did it foresee something? Blood fusion to Yue'er in advance? "