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    ps: Brothers and sisters, I beg you, old Dubai, to make it easier for us to subscribe?  His roar shook the sky, and he looked at the sky with a crazy look in his eyes. A few drops of blood rain fell here and there, no longer so crazy.  The huge shadow in the sky is about to disappear. Once it disappears completely, along with the appearance of the ancestor, it will end in failure. This is something Liu Feng is unwilling to accept. He cannot accept failure. He succeeded in the dream. In this  But it failed, this won¡¯t work!  But what can he do?  Now he can only watch the phantom disappear. Even if he is unwilling and roaring, he cannot affect the slightest change in the vision of the world. There are many such things, roaring, going crazy, and going crazy. Many people  The pride of heaven.  There are many people who have been completely beaten in front of Zu Xian. Zu Xian will not change just because of Liu Feng!  Suddenly, Liu Feng thought of something, his eyes shot out sharply and shouted: "No, I haven't failed yet!" At the same time.  Deng Mengxin sat dejectedly on the bed in the thatched house, her expression unable to conceal her disappointment and loneliness: "He failed? Will he be hit? His roar is so scary. No, I can't stay here anymore, I have to go  Look at him, we can't let him be beaten down!" In the darkness, Deng Mengxin opened the door, completely forgetting that she had no cultivation, and headed towards where Liu Feng was.  Du Guanlun's expression couldn't help but change, showing a look of disbelief: "How did it end? Liu Feng failed?" "Du Guanlun, Liu Feng failed, there will be a next time, but as promised, he failed,  I don¡¯t need to give you the elixir, just give me the Tianshang Sword.¡± The Death Doctor looked complicated. For him, he would not suffer any loss whether Liu Feng succeeded or failed, especially if he could see Du Guanlun make a fool of himself, he would be even happier. But I don¡¯t know today.  Why.  I saw Du Guanlun making a fool of himself.  He was vaguely intolerable.  "Take it!" Du Guanlun's face calmed down and he regained his composure. He thought that if he failed this time, there would be a next time. Liu Feng would not let him down. There was still a chance and hope.  Suddenly, Du Guanlun was startled.  He also forgot about the Tianshang Sword that he handed to the Death Doctor, and threw it on the ground, as if it was not that important. His expression was full of surprise and he said: "Haha, I knew that my disciple was good and would not fail so easily!  I, the master, will protect him!" The Death Doctor also showed an incredulous expression.  "How is this possible? Zu Xian didn't fail? Why was he about to dissipate just now? What happened? Meng'er, where are you going?" At this moment, he also forgot to pick up the Tianshang Sword and let the Tianshang Sword fall.  Deng Mengxin, who was on the ground until she saw a figure groping forward in the darkness, couldn't help but rush out and shouted.  "Master, is it you? The disciple wants to go see him. I wonder if he will be hit by Zu Xian's failure. With the disciple by his side, he should feel better." Deng Mengxin said firmly.  "Chi'er, he should be fine. We reunited with Zu Xian again, and Du Guilian is gone. We can't do anything to help him." The Death Doctor sighed slightly. He could tell that his disciple was afraid that his heart was in trouble.  They were all seduced away by Liu Feng.  "No, master, can you just let the disciple do whatever he wants for once? I will just go and take a look at him. I will feel relieved when I see that he has passed through smoothly. I beg you, disciple." Deng Mengxin begged, with tears in her eyes as she spoke.  , an unbearable rejection.  "Okay, okay, master is afraid of you. Master will take you to see that stinky boy. Really, what good is that stinky boy?" Although the death doctor muttered, he still took Deng Mengxin's hand and flew up.  Take Deng Mengxin to where Liu Feng is.  Soon, lightning flashed, and Du Guanlun did not approach easily. He watched the disciple from a distance and silently protected him.  After a while, the whispering sound was not visible in the thunder and lightning, but it did not affect the ability of Du Guanlun, a highly cultivated person, to hear it. He smiled, and he saw the Death Doctor and Deng Mengxin coming too.  Now, with the Death Doctor here, Liu Feng will be fine even if something happens to him.  The rain of blood rained down in the sky, and it was even more intense than before. When Liu Feng almost failed, he almost failed.  Ji Ran thought that he still had a drop of extremely pure soul blood that contained his will. He still had a drop of soul blood!  As long as this drop of soul blood is present, his ancestral manifestation is not over yet, unless this drop of soul blood is also swallowed up by the overbearing ancestral blood, or assimilated, or expelled.  It¡¯s just that this drop of soul blood is related to Liu Feng¡¯s life. Once the above happens, Liu Feng will have no other choice but to die. Is this something that Du Guanlun and even the Death Doctor cannot think of?  How could they have thought that Liu Feng was in WufangIn the Fantasy God Realm, he could sense the existence of a drop of soul blood in his soul. This was almost impossible for Liu Feng's level of cultivation, but now it really happened.  If you want to do it, be the best, if you want to get it, get the strongest one!  Even if you give up your life for this, you won¡¯t hesitate!  If heaven blocks your path, fight with your life!  No one can stop his way, no one can stop him!  If you can¡¯t kill them, then the fish will die and the net will be broken, and both the jade and the stone will be destroyed!  This is Liu Feng¡¯s will, and this drop of soul blood contains his crazy will.  Drops of blood rained down, and Liu Feng let it fall. In his eyes, the coldness and ruthlessness became stronger and stronger. I am not even afraid of death, why should I be afraid of this little pain!  It seems that in the eyes of a few people, Liu Feng was a little different in the blood rain, and he was more sharp than before!  His upright body was stained with blood and horrific scars, as if he had changed into a different person. "Use my will and my soul blood to wash away all the mixed blood! Return to the creation of my ancestors!" flew out from between Liu Feng's eyebrows.  A drop of gray blood appeared, which was his soul blood. As soon as this drop of blood appeared, the eyes of the Death Doctor in the distance widened: This kid is crazy, crazy!  If this soul blood is gone, he really can't be saved!  Tears fell to the ground in Deng Mengxin's eyes. She was about to rush out, but was held back by her master. She shouted with all her strength: Liu Feng, stop it, don't do this, don't do it!  "Don't go there. You can't resist the ancestral blood. He might still have a chance. Once you pass, it's very likely that he'll be fine but you will be." The Death Doctor quickly grabbed Deng Mengxin with his quick eyes and hands, although he was a little unprepared.  Liu Feng, but now that his disciple is like this, he has no choice but to offer words of comfort.  "Master, are you telling the truth? He must be fine! He must be fine!" Deng Mengxin murmured to herself like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.  Just when the Death Doctor doesn¡¯t know how to answer her disciple?  Du Guanlun came over and said: "Believe him, what he chose, we have to believe he can do it!" He couldn't help but sigh to himself: "Xiao Wu, you must get through this!" Liu Feng couldn't notice it at all.  Everything around him was shrouded in a bloody world. In his eyes, everything was red, and only his drop of gray soul blood was extremely dazzling.  He devoted his whole body and soul to this drop of soul blood, and followed the path of the soul blood unswervingly, fighting against the overbearing ancestral blood.  This soul blood was the blood that mattered to his life, and it exerted its power at this moment. The soul blood was in his body, constantly expelling impurity blood wherever it passed. This feeling was very painful, but Liu  Feng seemed to be numb and had no feeling at all.  Only when the corner of his mouth touches occasionally, can you find that he is not really feeling nothing, but he is not allowed to retreat now. He can only use his body as a battlefield, his soul blood as his commander, and fight his way through the ancestral blood in his body.  Come!  He must do it, otherwise he will die!  He clenched his hands that were dripping with blood and cracked with scars, and secretly cheered himself up. I can do it, and nothing can stop me from moving forward!  His eyes were bloodshot, and there were empty blood lines in his eyes. He swallowed up the blood essence that he needed to find the ancestral blood, and assimilated it into the blood that contained his will, the blood that completely belonged to him.  This process is tedious and painful, but for Liu Feng who has completely calmed down, everything good around him disappears at this moment, and he is extremely focused on doing such tedious things.  "Get out!" The gray soul blood expelled drops of mixed blood and flowed out of his body. He found that he was right. This was not so difficult as long as he got it right once. At least he remembered the smell of mixed blood.  Then what is left is different from mixed blood, pure blood cannot be found!  The soul blood kept devouring the pure blood, and expelled the mixed blood from the body. As time passed, there were only two groups of blood left on Liu Feng's body, one exuding gray soul blood, and the other incomparable.  As long as he swallows the domineering ancestral blood and assimilates it, he can survive this ancestral manifestation!  Two groups of blood started fighting in Liu Feng's body. Under Liu Feng's crazy will and his will at the cost of his life, the soul blood showed strong fighting power, swallowing up the essence and blood wherever it passed. With this,  After a drop of ancestral blood was swallowed, the aura on Liu Feng's body increased steadily.  He licked his lips and looked towards the sky. After using the soul blood, this drop of ancestral blood was far from enough. He needed more ancestral blood to completely turn all the blood in his body into pure form.  Belongs to his ancestral blood!  "Creation of dreams! I say, bring more soul blood to me!" He opened and closed his eyes, and the space between his eyebrows was like a third eye opening, shooting out a stream of five colors and ten flowers, rushing to the sky, this power?It is said to be weak but has the power to change the rules!  At this time, he is like the king of rules, speaking according to the law, every word, in other people's ears, it seems to have great power and shock the soul!  The huge bloody shadow in the sky, the huge finger moved upwards, and once again dripped out a drop of blood-red blood. This blood seemed to be a bit thicker than the blood just now, and the red color was even better, turning into a rain of blood.  When it fell, the rain of blood was stronger than before, like a downpour.  At this time, Liu Feng¡¯s red hair was flowing, and his eyes were full of smiles. He used this dream-like effect in reality to change the rules!  (To be continued)
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