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- "who?"
Qin Feng stared at the bloody storm.
Who is talking?
"Fellow Daoist?" Chen Yi smiled slightly, and looked at Qin Feng puzzled.
"Brother Chen, did you hear the voice?" Seeing that Chen Yi was puzzled, Qin Feng asked.
Chen Yi shook his head, his eyebrows frowned even deeper, could it be that there are other people besides them in the source of blood?
Can only me hear it?
Qin Feng also frowned tightly.
That is definitely not an auditory hallucination, someone is indeed talking, and only for him, who could it be?
"You don't even know me?"
When Qin Feng was puzzled and vigilant, the voice continued to come out, resounding clearly in his mind, "You are really too weak, even I don't remember, and at this moment, you can't even compare with this person. Nobody knows yet."
"Who are you, and who am I?" Qin Feng asked again, his expression suddenly changed.
Hearing that voice, he seemed to know who he was.
He knew that he was the tenth person with secrets, but he still didn't know what was going on that was related to Tianzun. At this moment, it seemed that this man in the dark probably knew all the secrets and who he really was.
"Under the same bloody environment, this person can transform, but you haven't been able to do it. Are you so weak now?" The voice didn't respond to Qin Feng, but just talked to himself.
"The once strongest man has become so weak now, and he doesn't even know who he is. It's really sad." The voice sighed, and the voice was a little ridiculous, as if watching some joke so-so.
"Who the hell are you?" Qin Feng growled.
This person obviously knew his secret, and even knew who he really was, which made him desperate to know.
It's just that the voice didn't mean to dispel the confusion at all, and still sighed to himself, "Thousands of years have passed, and you are still struggling, and even one time is not as good as one time. From this point of view, you are very likely to be completely annihilated. .¡±
Qin Feng trembled.
He had too many doubts and couldn't understand what the voice meant, but it was very likely to completely annihilate the sentence, and it still touched him.
Is this talking about him?
Will it be completely annihilated one day?
"You shouldn't have found me in this state. If you are so weak, you dare to come to me, aren't you throwing yourself into a trap?"
The voice suddenly turned cold, "Instead of watching you disappear in the hands of others, why don't you let me give you a ride, and settle the grievances between you and me."
Boom!
Suddenly, the bloody storm was extremely restless, and the boundless blood roared and covered Qin Feng from all directions.
Boom.
The power of the Blood God Art was shattered in an instant, and the body of the gods was shattered under the pressure of that bloody pressure. Qin Feng's body was directly thrown away, vomiting blood continuously.
His aura instantly collapsed under that blow, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart.
That force is simply irresistible.
Is he going to die here?
He smiled, but it was bitter.
He stared at the bloody storm, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, "Who are you and who am I? Since you want to kill me, let me know."
"who I am?"
The voice sneered, with a ferocious laugh, which seemed to contain infinite anger, "I am you, you came here, don't you have a little feeling, don't you think it fits here?"
Qin Feng's expression trembled.
He does have a feeling of incomparable fit, like the relationship between the sword and the scabbard, they are already one with each other, but, that is the fit of blood, what does it have to do with people?
"You are me, so who am I?" Qin Feng asked again.
"You are just a dying person." The voice grinned grinningly, and did not directly respond to Qin Feng's question, but boundless blood was pouring in, trying to annihilate Qin Feng on the spot.
"Blood God Art!"
Chen Yi on the side made a bold move, the blood will gather, and he will lead many blood soldiers to kill here.
Although he didn't hear those voices, he only heard Qin Feng talking to himself, like crazy, but the sudden change made him realize that there must be some crisis hidden here.
In the face of an unknown crisis, saving lives means saving a few.
"It's just ants."
The voice sneered, full of disdain, and a bloody storm covered Chen Yi at random, annihilating the blood generals and blood soldiers alike, like Qin Feng, who was instantly blown away with a sudden momentum.? Exhaustion.
"Blood Divine Will, you are the blood thought contained in the origin of blood."
Chen Yi suddenly exclaimed, as if guessing something, his expression became extremely horrified.
Could it be that the rumors are true.
The origin of blood has the blood of the ancestor of the blood clan, Qin Feng can hear the sound, and the origin of blood has set off such a blood killing, obviously there is blood.
Even if it is not a blood god, it must be a blood race.
At the same time, he also looked at Qin Feng in shock. Could it be that he has communicated with that kind of existence, and in the realm of a blood soldier, can he communicate with the blood god or the blood race?
It's just that, since we have communicated, why is there such a situation.
That blood thought seemed to be completely destroyed.
Didn't get the approval of the blood thought?
That voice didn't care about Chen Yi's exclamation, it only stirred up boundless blood, covering Qin Feng crazily, making Qin Feng feel extremely desperate.
His face was full of pain, and his body was swaying and shattered. He quickly sacrificed the God-Slaying Sword and urged Tong Zu's power, but he still couldn't stop the bloody attack, which made him even more desperate.
"Ren Zu's sword, Tong Zu's power, you are still so annoying, you like to create some annoying things." The voice became colder and full of extreme anger.
"Do you think you can go against the sky and change your fate? Holding on and unwilling to accept the ending of annihilation will only make you suffer more and die even worse."
The voice said coldly: "You can't change your destiny, so why bother to support it and add to the pain."
Qin Feng said tragically: "Once you close your eyes, you will really be powerless."
The voice sneered twice, and said: "The former strongest, the memory of life is still so strong, but this feeling of powerless struggle is a bit of fun."
During the speech, the bloody storm roared extremely, engulfing Qin Feng like a wave, as if it wanted to annihilate everything directly.
But suddenly, an unprecedented morality emerged from Qin Feng's blood, which turned into a blood mark and gradually opened up the bloody storm, like a bloody hand stretching out from the sea of ??blood, grabbing towards the bloody storm.
"This is¡¡"
Qin Feng was a little surprised. This sudden change was not under his control. The unprecedented blood seemed not to belong to him, but it seemed to be inextricably linked.
"Damn it!"
Following the appearance of the blood mark, the blood storm was pushed away layer by layer, and the voice in the blood's will uttered cursing sounds, which seemed to be checked and balanced to a certain extent.
Even as the bloodstains continued to be grasped, they gradually became a little eager and helpless.
"Okay, stop it."
In the end, the voice said helplessly, the bloody storm gradually calmed down, and the source of blood also gradually calmed down, like stagnant water without waves.
However, Qin Feng had difficulty grasping that bloody intent. Even if he could, he would not give up easily. Now that the situation has been reversed, he must ask everything clearly.
"Who am I, and who are you?" Qin Feng asked.
"It's like an ant. You can't even grasp your own will. I really don't know how you have survived until now." The voice still did not respond to Qin Feng's question, with strong contempt.
"Don't think that you can completely suppress me by relying on the meaning of the contract to check and balance me. Not to mention the current you, even the former you can't do it."
Accompanied by this warm and angry voice, the source of blood vibrated visibly, and the Taoism permeated in Qin Feng's blood bones instantly dissipated, shaking him back several steps. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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