Metropolis Super Mercenary King

At the same time, the sacred breath enveloped the whole holy city.

After a while, it seems that dragon Qi has been inspired in all three rivers and dazes.

Fang Hao stood on the star watching Pavilion and looked at the vast sky. He could see that there were dragon Qi erupting on the vast mountains.

It seems to echo the three dragons above the holy city.

"The real dragon flies in the sky, the dragon spirit is vast, and the world's Qi is transported, and it belongs to Daqin!"

For a while, Fang Hao finally understood what is called Huangwei haodang.

Ji Fengmian, who was in the center of the mighty dragon spirit, was full of golden flame, like a god descending from the sky.

The mighty dragon spirit, enveloping the holy city, slowly radiated away. The imperial dragon spirit seemed to resonate with heaven and earth.

I don't know whether it's a delusion or a real one. Fang Hao seems to see that day in the sky, Ji Fengmian said that the star belongs to Daqin, which seems to be more and more bright.

After a long time, the Dragon Spirit scattered and disappeared into the land of Daqin.

But the scene of the dragon flying, let a lot of people in Daqin see.

No matter the people in the Wulin or ordinary people, suddenly they have a firm idea that Daqin is the destiny!

Fang Haocai is the real son of the dragon.

When Ji Fengmian flew down, Fang Hao felt that Ji Fengmian's Dragon Spirit was dim. He knew that Ji Fengmian's action was to melt his own dragon spirit into the territory of Daqin and increase the dragon spirit of the great Qin.

Although Fang Hao felt very tired, he stood up and said from the bottom of his heart: "thanks for the care of mother!"

"There's no need to talk about it between mother and son." Ji Fengmian seems to be tired, and her face is full of tiredness.

"Go to rest. You're wasting your energy." Fang Hao has some gratitude in his eyes.

This old woman, who had never been a stranger before, has now become his adoptive mother. This feeling is very special, but very kind.

All of a sudden, Fang Hao didn't know how he was embarrassed.

Ji Fengmian shook his head and said, "it's OK. My mother wants to teach you a magic formula."

"What magic formula? Where am I now? " Fang Hao doubted.

Ji Fengmian raised his hand a little and pointed to Fang Hao's eyebrows.

A little coolness went directly into Fang Hao's eyebrows. Fang Hao, who was unprepared for Ji Fengmian, let the cool feeling fall into his upper Dan field and was quickly devoured and refined by his yuan Shen.

"This..." Fang Hao was suspicious.

"You're not wrong. This is the true life dragon formula. As long as you practice successfully, even if you are a remnant now, you can absorb the Dragon Qi of Daqin and use it for you in wartime, which is the true life dragon Qi!" Ji Fengmian is very serious.

But Fang Hao was at a loss: "not only your descendants of Ji family can practice?"

Ji Fengmian did not respond, but asked: "who told you?"

"That's what they say?" Fang Hao was surprised.

"That's what others said. Is it accurate that I have the right to speak?" Ji Fengmian snorted coldly.

Fang Hao feels that Ji Fengmian's mood seems strange, but there is no doubt about him. She said that she should be able to practice if she can practice.

Immediately, Ji Fengmian said: "my two grandsons can also practice. You can teach them in the future."

But all of a sudden, Ji Fengmian shook his head and said, "Feng dance can't be cultivated. Her constitution is different."

"Mom, how do you know?"

"Do you think your mother is very old when you call me that?" Ji Fengmian's expression is Su, quite a bit of the prestige of being a mother.

Fang Hao said with a dry smile: "this is not a show of respect for your old man!"

"Well, forget it. I'm going to practice in seclusion." Ji Fengmian shook her head.

"Closed in the palace?"

"I have my own place."

"How can I find you Fang Hao frowns. He hopes Ji Fengmian can stay, because in his current state, he can't resist another strong enemy.

"Don't worry, I'll get in touch with you immediately."

Ji Fengmian said, suddenly serious: "I'll find you a helper!"

"Who?" Fang Hao's eyes brightened.

"Then you will know that the man owes us to our Ji family." Ji Fengmian finished, but he had already risen to the sky and could not see any more.

Fang Hao stood on the star watching Pavilion for a long time. He suddenly felt a little cold and couldn't help laughing bitterly. He became a waste man. He couldn't bear the cold wind!

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People in the world believe that Fang Hao is the legitimate lineage of the previous dynasty. Naturally, there are not many people, especially those from the other three big countries.

However, in Daqin, those who were loyal to Fang Hao naturally showed no hesitation and believed that Fang Hao was the real dragon and the son of heaven.

In the territory of Daqin, morale was high. Even though the war became more and more fierce, Daqin seemed to be more and more brave.In the next few days, Fang Hao successively met the Jiuyang deity zunjiansong, Chen Taiji, and Huang Sha.

These people worked hard for him and Daqin, no matter whether some of them had different goals or not, some people and Fang Hao were enemies.

After the war, it didn't seem to matter.

At least at the critical moment, they all stood on the side of Daqin.

On the seventh day, a gorgeous woman came to the air outside the holy city, and the strongmen of the holy city confronted it instantly.

Although the woman was only a person, she was happy and fearless.

The woman was dressed in a black robe, with a mask and only one pair of eyes.

"Fang Hao, I Xuanyuan Heyu to challenge you, dare to fight?"

Fang Hao stood in the palace and looked up at the woman in the sky. His eyes turned cold: "after waiting for seven days, the man who doubted Laozi finally came?"

Fang Hao finds Huofeng, stands on Huofeng's back and flies up directly.

Standing on the back of Huofeng, Fang Hao is full of vigor, carrying both hands and looking at Xuanyuan Heyu with pride.

"High priest, don't you think I can't beat you? So the impatience of death Fang Hao finished and laughed.

That laughter, very insipid, the body's Qi machine is even more insipid, let Xuanyuan Heyu all feel the power.

For a time, but let Xuanyuan Heyu hesitated.

Not only did she doubt whether Fang Hao had really become a deity, but other forces also doubted that Fang Hao's slap at the end of that day was too powerful.

A few days later, Xuanyuan Heyu came again to verify it.

Unable to feel Fang Hao's Qi, Xuanyuan Heyu's eyes became dignified.

The more can not feel, but the more let Xuanyuan Heyu heart, because this is also a performance of strength difference.

In the face of high-level practitioners, low-level practitioners are naturally not easy to feel the fluctuation of their accomplishments.

But since Xuanyuan Heyu has come, he doesn't want to rely on speculation.

"Fang Hao, I want to have a real fight with you, dare I?" Although Xuanyuan Heyu seems to be alone, in fact, at this moment, secretly, I don't know how many powerful people are paying attention to the movement here.

Fang Hao looked peaceful and smiling: "since you want to die, I will help you!"