God of Fishing

“Boom!”

Cao Tian made an attempt to bombard the Yin and Yang view of Tai Chi.

However, Master Wang's daqing gate shocked and blocked the blow in a raw way.

Master Wang grinned: “You solved the seal. You wanted to fight over the chart. You have no right to intervene in this battle. ”

“Fuck off. ”

“Ho!”

Cao Tian completely erupted, and the attack of Kambisha's body fistprints burst out.

But at this point we see a golden, black mountain in front of us.

Ground nine strikes, tail punches, that horrible fist print crumbles.

Di Jiu faded: “Indeed, you have chosen the path yourself and must not interfere. ”

Cao Tianmei blushed and yelled: “Cao Ball, admit defeat. Han Fei, stop. ”

It's just that Han Fei can't even hear what Cao Tian is saying right now. After fusing with Little Black, he couldn't have been in complete control if it hadn't been for the mint leaves.

At this point, it's killing to such an extent that there's a complete outbreak of blood. Besides winning, winning. If Han Fei doesn't have a second thought, how can he stop?

“Boom!”

Big hands burst and a bracelet floated empty.

“Boo ~”

The aftersounds fluttered and shook heaven and earth.

And at that point, infinite water comes out.

“Blast!”

“Boom boom! ”

Like a nuclear explosion, the soot rushes to a height of 1,000 metres. Around the mountain, there were cracks, a ditch appeared, and the scene was even huge.

Cao Ball was bombarded to the ground at a terrible rate.

Flying cigarettes rolled, the land roared, Cao Tian rushed over.

And above the sky, Han Fei disappeared, as if he had never been here.

A moment later, Cao Tian lifted his dying ball from the ruins and looked softly: “Don't worry, the invincible will never let you do it again. No one can say. ”

And on the bracelet, a gap appeared, caught by Cao Tian.

Holy medicine is stuffed into Cao's mouth. As long as Cao Ball survives, he can survive. That's the only reason Cao Tian isn't crazy.

Cao Tian looked at the sky and mumbled: “Han Fei, there is an unknown heritage. ”

……

On a suspended island.

After Han Fei appeared, he passed out.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chao and Yang Weiju were greatly disappointed. Yue XII also had a thick face.

Nintenfly frowns slightly wrinkled, what strong enemy did you encounter this time? It actually hurt like this. The energy in Korea and Africa is exhausted, but the spiritual energy is recovering at a terrible rate. Why?

“Little brother, little brother. ”

Jiang Tide's face was heavy: “Don't panic, Han Fei still has breath. ”

At this moment, Han Fei, too, is bleeding. The so-called "injure 1,000 enemies, self-damage 800”, then hang the same Cao ball, seems to have been defending, but under the impact of energy, there is an egg?

But listened to Nintendo: “Not in a hurry, his energy ran out, he should be too tired. Find a Gathering Spiritualist... Huh, his body is recovering autonomously, fast, at this time above the Seventh Spiritual Vein. ”

Nintenfly immediately said: "You don't have to look. When he recovers for a while, he can wake up. He himself is a spiritualist, better than others. ”

……

Han Fei woke up at dawn because he felt the temperature of the sun.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei saw Jiang Chao, Yang Evil, Yue XII and others concerned about the divine color.

Jiangchaodong Xixi: “Han Fei, how is it? ”

Yang Wei: “Little brother, who hurt you like this? ”

Yue XII: “The other side is better than me, Cao Tian? ”

But Nintendo said, “I'm not curious about this. I'm curious that not only can you recover, but you can recover your spirituality and energy quickly and autonomously. Five dirt damaged, slept, recovered 50%? ”

Han Fei pulled his finger and found some pain. When he read his mind, he lost a healing technique.

After a while, Han Fei shrugged: “Who can tell me what kind of blood is the blood of the gods of war? ”

But Nintenfly's face changed dramatically: “What are you talking about? Warrior blood? ”

Jiang Chao's face also changed dramatically, but it's not that exaggerated. He saw the look on Nintenfly's face and got a few guesses. I only heard about the blood of the gods of war, and Nintenfly should know something.

Nintenfly: “I don't have any memories of the blood of the gods of war, but it's a big deal. After you see me, ask yourself! ”

Han Fei Xin Dao: You are speech sick, you put it in front of me, you must at least say to see your true body?

Just listen to the river tide: “In the ancient memoirs of Thousand Stars City, there is a rumor of a god of war who opens the sea in Kaijiang. The man is said to possess all-powerful powers, at least a sea-king. And the first Dean of our mob academy, some fight. ”

“Cough...”

Han Fei, the first Dean of our mob academy, when did he become such a coward? Didn't you say you were poisoned to fight the strong? Buried in that pit in the back of the mountain, couldn't get in.

Just listened to Nintenfly laugh: “You're back, it looks like you won. ”

Han Fei nodded slightly: “We won. ”

Yang Evil and Jiang Chao were very impressed. Even the blood of the gods of war came out and won? This disciple is unpredictable!

Han Fei looked at Nintenfly: “Old man, you can't take advantage of the danger! ”

Nintenfly glanced at Han Fei and laughed: “I lost. Do you really think Master is going to beat his apprentice? ”

“Whoo!”

Han Fei was relieved.

Just let the old man admit to losing. Otherwise, it's not easy to fight! I don't know if it's a drop of sperm blood. Or did you just borrow his body for a short time? Anyway, it's definitely not a good fight.

Han Fei couldn't help but exclaim: I was afraid that the first day of Qianxingcheng would turn into Cao Ball.

When I think of Cao Ball's strange bloodline, Han Fei can't help but have some movement: this hanging, it drives more than his own hanging, it seems to be more cattle!

I've been stockpiling myself for a long time at least. Whether it's spiritual energy or energy fruit, it's collected little by little. That's a good product, taken directly from the void, infinite...

In the evening, Han Fei made another meal, and after a meal of sea cuisine, it finally recovered to its peak.

This forced Han to marvel at the benefits of the Seventh Spirit Vein. Even injuries recover faster than others. How strong would it be if it turned into an eight-level spiritual vein, or even a nine-level spiritual vein?

However, Han Feng wondered: It seems to be a level 9 spiritual vein, it's a bit difficult!

After all, how many floors behind the Real Spirit fishing technique, where do I get it?

Anyway, we have to find a way to get Zhang's seventh floor. And where's the eighth floor? Whatever... practise yourself to the seventh floor, then your strength should go up to the next level.

At night, the night comes again.

On the fourth night, this time, Han did not hesitate to find the spot where the coloring stars would change. The star still doesn't show, but Han is not sure, and that thing is here. There should be only one way to get it, which is to fish for stars in the water.

But he was just trying to catch it, and he seemed to have something in mind, and he came to Nintenfly: "Old man, why are you here? You knew I was coming? ”

Nintenfly shook his head: “I don't know. ”

“Then why are you here? ”

Nintenfly laughed: "Go find your chance, leave me alone. ”

Han Fei saw that Nintenfly did not want to answer at all. He wondered: the sea word made Nintenfly spread out, and the star Nintenfly also found it. This is actually more like an experience, a very difficult one, to take pictures of yourself.

According to theory, if you found the star, Nintenfly could have taken the edge. Why didn't you take it?

There must be some secrets Han doesn't know.

Never mind. Ask Han yourself. Now that he's got the picture, isn't he going to say anything?

On the lake, Han Fei reached for it.

“Brush!”

In front of Han Fei, the scenery changed, and it still seemed to be the surface, but the surface was strange.

Han Fei stepped on top, like stepping on a mirror, but the ripples spread apart. When Han Fei looked up and starred, he seemed to be in the sky.

And not far away, a little red flashes slightly.

“Hiss...”

“Is this the star? ”

It's like being in a sea of stars, deep in the universe, but Han doesn't know it's impossible. You can't breathe in a place like that?

But those stars, they really looked like they were hanging a little bit on a black cloth, and Han Fei seemed to reach out and take them off.

In a world full of nothingness, Han Fei walked a few dozen steps forward and came three meters outside the red star, his eyes couldn't help but squint.

“A drop of blood? ”

Han Fei had to take a deep breath: a drop of blood is like a star. What kind of blood is this? Is that what this is about?

Suddenly, Han Fei looked back through this drop of blood.

Han Fei discovered that a familiar set of stars appeared in a black void that did not know if it was far or near.

That's one of the 36 star maps found by Han Fei, flashing at the moment, but not noticeable.

Han Fei looked around in a hurry and only felt the sky spinning at a time. Thirty-six star maps, 35 appeared, one missing?

Han Fei immediately looked at the drop of blood and looked down quickly. There was a hint of tremor in his heart: … Is the last star map here, this empty space of his own?

Han Fei swallowed the mouth spit and reached for the drop of blood. Just as I was about to touch it, there was a ripple shake in the void and a shadow appeared.

It was like a shadow of a human being, and a woman's figure, as if covered by a black screen. So you can only see one figure.

Han Fei frowned, retracted his hand, opposite the front of the shadow, very close.

“Alas...”

In the void, a woman sighed, seemed a little sad, some sentimental, heard Han unknown, so.