The Strongest Enchanting Special Forces King

"Don't delay! Let's get in quickly!"

　　 Luo Yan, said loudly.

　　 soon.

　　 A star-shaped object appeared in his hand, which was stimulated by real power, emitted a strange light, enveloped it, and then shuttled into the intersection of extreme cold and extreme heat.

　　 is another full hour.

　　 Those monsters, only then tremblingly prepared to come over.

　　 But.

　　 In the distance, there are dozens of powerful auras, whistling.

　　All, monsters, back away again.

　　 The monsters in this swamp felt that they had never been so aggrieved in their entire lives!

　　The dozens of powerful auras that came, showed some jealousy, some hatred, and some unwillingness in his eyes.

　　 "We didn't have a strange treasure to enter this small world... and we lost the opportunity to escape from our destiny!"

　　 There are several warriors who said with extremely unwillingness on their faces.

　　 Immediately, he turned his body and galloped away.

　　 "Seal, you don't plan to leave, do you still have to watch others get the chance, and feel the feeling of not eating grapes or sour?"

　　 A warrior said with a sneer.

　　 This is also a strong man in a hidden family.

　　 The warrior who was called Fenghang looked at the one who was talking.

　　 "What should I do, you don't have to worry about it!"

　　 "Why, I'm still worried that I can really enter and escape from the fateful surveillance of the destiny?"

　　 "Well, you really should be worried. After all, our two families were former enemies. If it weren't for each other's strength, I am afraid they are still fighting now!"

　　 "Guo Mo, do you want us to fight now?"

　　 Sealed, the voice was a bit weird, as if sulfuric acid had corroded the throat, with a hoarse, harsh smell.

　　 Guo Mo, shook his head: "You don't have to fight. I have some feelings, and I have to go back to retreat!"

　　 After finishing speaking, Guo Mo, his figure flickered and disappeared into the void.

　　 was sealed, and there was a strange color on his face.

　　 soon.

　　On the scene, only Feng Hang and one other person were left.

　　 The other person is also a descendant of Feng's family.

　　 "Feng Chuan, use your blood this time to commemorate my family seal!"

　　 "Success or failure in one fell swoop!"

　　 "Although, we are not sure we will be able to enter! But after all, there is a way!"

　　 "If I enter it, even if I can't obtain the remains of the ancient statue, I will eventually get a chance to improve our family... If our family can't have a new inheritance opportunity, I am afraid I will sit back and eat!"

　　 Hanging, there is a trace of loneliness in the voice.

　　 The offspring, Feng Chuan, with determination on his face: "Elder, you don't have to worry about it. Feng Chuan itself is against the sky and cannot continue to improve. Therefore, I would rather contribute to the family!"

There was a trace of sadness on Feng Huan’s face: "Okay! Feng Chuan, you are indeed the good son of my Feng family! After you die, the Feng family will definitely give you a monument of merit and let the family thousands of people for generations. Worship and worship on behalf of others, in order to give you the power of faith, so that your reincarnated body can also gain power..."

　　 If a martial artist is reincarnated, he can gain countless powers of faith and worship before he is alive, and his identity after reincarnation can be blessed with power in the dark, increase the speed of cultivation, bless cultivation talent, etc...

　　 Sealed the biography, nodded: "Hope, my body in the afterlife will no longer be against the heavens and veins... My life, I regret and regret..."

　　 immediately.

　　 Seal the biography, no longer speak too much.

　　 There are marks on his body.

　　 These imprints seem to appear out of thin air, blinking brightly.

　　 Sealed, a dagger appeared in his hand!

　　 Transparent dagger!

　　 also shows a symbol above!

　　 The same mark symbol as Feng Chuan's body!

　　 The dagger is speeding, and has lost the heart of Feng Chuan!

　　 Transparent dagger, instantly turned into blood!

　　 It was sealed, as if the blood on the body was completely absorbed!

　　Feng Chuan as a warrior, logically speaking, can prevent this blood-colored dagger from absorbing blood...

　　 But, he didn't stop at the slightest, instead, he took the initiative to stimulate blood into the dagger!

brush!

　　 The last drop of blood on his body also entered the dagger.

　　Including, natal blood!

　　 The lifeblood has disappeared!

　　 This means that the life span of this warrior has also come to an end!

　　 There is no more power to recover!

　　 Only his soul is still there! You can seize the house, you can reincarnate!

　　 "Great Elder, my blood has been poured into it!"

　　 "My soul is about to be reincarnated... Open the cracks in the space and send me into reincarnation!"

　　 "I hope I will still be the son of the Feng family in the next life! In the next life, I will have a glorious life!"

　　Feng Chuan, at this moment, the soul is still in the body, although all the blood in the body is lost, even the life blood has disappeared, but it can survive for a while!

　　 When he said this, in his mind, scenes of being in Fengjia came to mind!

　　 He was a genius when he was born in Fengjia! Just grew up with a halo...

　　 Ten thousand live, step into the ancient times.

　　 One hundred thousand live, stepping into the realm of fusion of gods.

　　 Three hundred thousand years old, stepping into the half-step peak of the Heavenly Harmony!

　　 But.

After 　　 reached the peak of the half-step Fusion God Heaven Realm, his cultivation level could no longer be improved!

　　 Then.

　　The family ancestor diagnosed him...

　　He is a deadly pulse!

　　In this life, stop at the pinnacle of the half-step Harmony God Realm!

　　 Moreover, his cultivation base will decline step by step, his true power will return to heaven and earth, and he will eventually become an ordinary person...

　　 In fact, he did feel that his own cultivation base began to decline year by year...

　　 Fortunately, in the family, a group of treasures were spent to maintain his martial art realm and strength...

　　 But, it is only to maintain ~www.readwn.com~ and it is impossible to make progress!

　　 Now, he is half a million years old.

　　 In the past two hundred thousand years, he tried many methods and tried many elixir...

　　 is invalid!

　　 He finally knows the hopelessness...

　　 And my favorite cousin finally left her...

　　 He doesn't hate his cousin either. In his heart, the cousin is so beautiful and so talented, and he is indeed no longer worthy of anyone...

　　 He chose to let go, and chose to bless his cousin...

　　 But.

After this.

　　 His life is completely gloomy.

　　 no more motivation.

　　 There is no love.

　　 There is no motivation to improve martial arts...

　　 Later, I encountered the present.

　　 Your own blood can inspire **** Yin and Yang sword! It can give the family a chance to enter the small world of the ancient statue...

　　 He chose to contribute himself!

　　 And the family, as the great elder said, promised to erect a monument of merit to him, let him enter the cycle of reincarnation, and have been admired and worshipped by the family by millions...

　　 When he was absorbed by the **** Yin Yang knife, he did not resist, but took the initiative to transport the blood...

　　 Not sad or happy!

　　He has a sense of relief!