Martial God of Myriad Realms

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The spirit of creation is where the warrior rushes into the realm of creation.

Only by absorbing the gas of fortune and carrying out a comprehensive transformation of the warriors can we enter the fortune of realm.

Nalan's longevity requires a sufficient amount of good gas to repair his own body.

Because relying on the power of Cheng Feng's blood, it is not enough to repair Nalan's longevity.

At best, it is only warming up, and it has stored a huge amount of energy.

When a large amount of good fortune is poured in, there is a certain hope that Nalan's eternal life will repair the seven thousand seven hundred eighty-eight.

By then, Nalan Changsheng will not need Cheng Feng, and will naturally leave Cheng Feng's veins.

Only in that way, Cheng Feng may not be able to break into the realm of fortune.

"Absorb the breath of creation?"

Cheng Feng nodded: "Uncle Nalan, you said it before, and I promised you."

"It's a big deal, all of the good fortune that I got when I hit the fortunes for the first time, they all repair your body."

"Wait next time, I'll step into the fortune!"

Cheng Feng originally died a few years ago.

It was Nalan Changsheng who pulled him a hand and gave him hope to make up for the regret and impact the peak of martial arts.

Therefore, Cheng Feng gave up an opportunity to impact the environment and repay Nalan Changsheng, he was willing.

"Cheng Feng, with your words, I am very pleased."

Nalan Changsheng laughed: "Relax, my Nalan Changsheng is not a selfish person."

"Using your stuff today will definitely return it ten times in the future!"

After talking with Nalan Changsheng, Cheng Feng's burden was relieved a lot.

Although I don't know what Nalan's words are, he can be trusted.

But at least, the other party showed harmless to Cheng Feng!

Next, the two talked for a while, mentioning the future development, the strength of the existence of fortune, the cultivation of the undead.

Let Cheng Feng have a deeper understanding of the threat of foreign giants.

Finally, Nalan Changsheng brought Cheng Feng along the river of life.

"Cheng Feng, I said before, you have two kinds of super blood."

"One of them is the 'blood of the sky' and is evolving a new world."

"But the world is just an empty shell. There is no vitality."

"At this time, the whole world is alive, and the flowers and birds are your other kind of blood."

Nalan Changsheng said: "What is your other super bloodline, I haven't seen it yet."

"But one thing is certain, it's about life."

"Its power has evolved into a river of life, galloping in a world where the blood of the sky has evolved."

"Let the original dead world give birth to life, and also allow my remains to be nourished and preserved."

While talking, Cheng Feng and the two came to a large lake.

This big lake was formed by the accumulation of rivers of life. I don't know where the boundary is.

Because there is a fog above the Great Lake, there is no end to it.

In short, the Great Lakes are huge.

In the Great Lake, there is a huge corpse.

The corpse was very large, sinking in the lake like a giant humanoid.

Although it is broken and lacks a lot of parts, it still gives a feeling of super depression.

Moreover, this is still the life that Nalan can suppress the breath from that stubble.

Otherwise, Cheng Feng may be crushed directly by that breath!

"Uncle Naland, is this your body?"

Looking at the corpse, Cheng Feng received a huge shock.

"Yes."

Nalan Changsheng nodded: "I also stood at the pinnacle of good fortune, and was about to take the last step."

"But at the critical moment, he was attacked by the enemy and died with remorse!"

"I hope that in my lifetime, I can return to the peak and find revenge on that enemy!"

"Uncle Naland, you can be sure."

After seeing Nalan's corpse, Cheng Feng believed a lot in Nalan's words.

No further delay, saying hello to Nalan Changsheng, he left the blood veins.

Because the sword demon was caught in the dark wind disaster with Cheng Feng, Cheng Feng practiced the first weight of the undead body, and feared the dark wind disaster, but the sword devil could not.

Cheng Feng must break through the dark wind disaster map as soon as possible, so that the sword demon is not consumed by the dark wind disaster.

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"The lives of the two Cheng Feng are really tough!"

Qiankuo Forest, the abbot of Qianming Temple waited and watched the dark wind disaster map, his face was a little gloomy: "The seven forms of the dark wind disaster are about to be repeated, but neither of them has died!"

On the map of the dark sun disaster, there was originally only one round of dark sun and dark wind.

But at this moment there are two black spots appearing on the scroll.

These two black spots are truly Cheng Feng and the two.

When Cheng Feng died, the two black spots would fade and disappear from the scroll.

But to this day, those two black spots still exist.

"Huh, when can you boil again?"

The abbot of Ganming Temple Lengheng said: "My dark sun disaster map consumes even a perfect half-sacred god. Two juniors, who have survived up to two rounds of black wind disaster, will be wiped out!"

Thinking of it, a smile appeared on the gloomy face of the Abbot of Ganming Temple.

Sitting cross-legged, waiting for Cheng Feng's death.

However, those two black dots are immortal.

Even one of the black spots suddenly became larger.

Like an ant with wings, it will fly out of the scroll!

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Seeing this, the abbot of Qianming Temple was taken aback: "Cheng Feng, the stupid boy, is going to break free from the storm of the sun?"

In this case, the abbot of Qianming Temple saw this for the first time.

Because the map of the black wind disaster is not ordinary, the derivative of the black wind disaster is almost the same as the real black wind disaster.

In the wind, let alone Cheng Feng.

Even if it is a perfect semi-sage, it can't escape from difficulties!

But at this moment, there is an incomprehensible scene.

"Little beast, you don't want to come out alive!"

The waves in my heart twitched, but the abbot of Qianming Temple was not idle.

Raised his right hand and pressed towards the dark wind disaster map.

At that moment, in the dark wind disaster map, a huge palm appeared from above the sky.

It almost covered the whole sky, and shot at Cheng Feng who was flying away from the dark wind disaster.

"Damn clutter, finally can't bear it?"

Seeing this, Cheng Feng was not surprised.

Because this dark sun disaster map is a closed space, it can only be further out.

Cheng Feng has used several methods just now, and he cannot leave.

In the end, I only thought of one possibility, which is to let outsiders enter the world of painting and take him out.

To do this, we must first attract outsiders.

So Cheng Feng made a plan, pretending to find the knack for leaving, to fly away from the dark wind disaster.

After seeing the Abbot of Ganming Temple, he couldn't sit still, and used methods to bombard Cheng Feng!

"You forced me into desperation, and helped me to become the first of Jiu Jie's undead body." Looking at the big hand, Cheng Feng whispered: "This time, let you feel the power of Jiu Jie's undead ! "