God of Fishing

In the beginning, old man Jiang did not give Han Fei the Great Qian Dan Scripture, but the Ju Ling Scripture. You're right, Han Fei, how can you study alchemy every day? He can't even fight.

The Spiritual Book is supplemented by the Canghai Book as a guide, along with the old Korean guidelines. Han Fei's method of formation all the way, in fact, is not lacking the means to arrange the formation, but only the time to get familiar.

Once Korea and Africa have been given enough time to consolidate and use these formations, Han and South Africa will be confident that their achievements along the way will be at least comparable to those of the elders of Meijiang. Easily trapped law enforcement officials without a word.

In the past, the old man would always distort the jungle, lay down some formations to let Han Fei break. Now, this is kind of a real fight. Because of the choice just made by Han and Fei, give each other the time to gather spiritualists to repair the formation method.

Together, the Gathering Spiritualist's horror showed up.

At this moment, Han Fei seemed to be in a state of illusion, unable to see the other hunter, unable to see the warrior spiritualist, even less the gathering spiritualist.

Surrounded by Han Fei, is a more dense sword and light shadow than Wan Cutter Stream. Those horrible attacks, some coming out of the ground, some coming out of the void, some moving from hallucination to substance.

“Brush!”

In the midst of all the attacks, a sudden flash suddenly broke out, and Han did not immediately look back, smashing the deadly knife of the ghostly hunter.

“Boom!”

Just after smashing the attack, Korea and Africa felt massive power fall on them. The whole man was directly bombarded by a stick and crushed to the ground.

“Boom!”

The forces of terror, bombing Han Fei directly smashed a defensive formation. During the bombing, nearly Baiduo bombarded, landing on himself, Han non-injured another point.

However, Han Fei still hasn't panicked. As he stepped under his feet, it was also a series of arrays, a tortoise array, coming out one after the other.

Just came up to the sixth, and one of them blew up. Turns out, the other party is gathering spiritualists, competing with themselves for the rights of the array.

I saw the corner of Han Fei's mouth snap up slightly, and this is what happened.

At this moment, Han Fei suddenly scattered the line of nothingness to all sides, although there were sticks and shadows, daggers and swords.

This, of course, is not to hook people up, but to surprise them and buy themselves time.

Despite this short period of time, South Africa has conceived a great deal of spirituality and burst into the ground.

“Boom! ”

The ground began to vibrate violently.

This is a land method, there are so many plantations in the mob academy, naturally you can't pour a little spiritual irrigation. Disposable irrigation is a common practice in Korea and Africa.

The ground became unstable when the local spiritual energy erupted. The other party gathers the spiritualist and is forced to stabilize the formation method to allow the spiritual energy to continue to output.

This is the moment for Han Fei to break the line. The law of gravity has arrived, and the ten thousand knives are rolling on the gas, such as the cone breaking armor.

“Cut!”

The Great Array was drilled out of a hole by South Africa. Han Fei just showed up, flashing almost simultaneously with the hunter.

“Brush, brush ~”

Without the Operator and Armor Division, a hunter can't stop himself! The other party's spiritualist saw Han Fei Chong and immediately retreated. He chose to abandon the Great Battalion, arrange his own formation and carry out the wind.

“Oh! Wanna run? ”

“Battousai! ”

The third vein of nothingness was severed by Han Fei, and the figure of the spiritualist fleeing suddenly stopped.

Han Fei grinned, stopping at his feet. The other hunter, one sword to his neck. However, Han Fei's body suddenly took a beating just as he was getting a few hands on each other. Han Fei strayed his head and single-handedly grabbed into the void and directly caught the hunter.

“How can you keep me from the line of nothingness without the Gathering Spiritualist? ”

Breaking the hunter's nothingness line, the top five are proud, leaving only the warrior's soul master.

And on the empty stone tablet, Han Fei, the name again, hung directly at the top of the list.

Han Fei just twisted his head, put away endless water, drinking knife, a rusty stick in his hand, not embroidered needle and what?

Han Fei grinned: “When the combination is broken, you will no longer be perfect. I'll win this fight. ”

……

The outside world.

“First, first again. ”

“Oh, my God! Where the hell is this Han Fei? He can be number one without dying? ”

“This time it's a show! No wonder the mob college is returning? It's a thousand years of pride, isn't it? ”

“This time, the big family had some fun. Number two, this Han Fei, I'm afraid his talent is higher than Jiang's! ”

Chu Qingyan had already left, but they had been informed on the way.

Yang Nan Xi shouted: “First? ”

Some say embarrassingly: "It is indeed number one. ”

Chu Qingyan closed his eyes: “Is there only Han and Fei alone? ”

The man nodded: "There is only one person, none of the other four are on the list. ”

Chu Qingyan: “The fifth spirit realm, find a way to separate Han Africa and the other four people. Kill him alone, leave the others alone. ”

Yang Nanxi licked her lips: “What a great guy. I'd love to see what kind of opportunity he's got in a state of immortality. I can't believe I'm number one. ”

Sun Dance's gaze flashed, his heart said: Han must die! These demons, if they are immortal, had such a deep hatred with Sun's family before, they must be the great enemies of Sun's family in the future.

……

Undying soul.

South Korea has no slight wheezing.

Close combat took more than a fragrance to solve this warrior. This is a lot stronger than the Chu Maniac I met before.

At this moment, Han Fei lost several magic tricks to himself before coming to the monument.

Looking up, for some reason, there is something strange about it.

It is not known whether this monument is worthy of respect or whether the monument itself gives a sense of sombre.

Anyway, when Han Fei looked up, he always felt small.

Han Fei thought about what those people had said earlier: beat them before they could celebrate.

Han Fei pondered for a moment and bowed deeply to the monument. After all, it was the pride of mankind to die in war. It is a memorial, a thought and a fight to protect humanity.

These people deserve respect!

After Han Fei's three bows. Inevitably, the top of the tower sparkled with gold, and the void seemed to have a decree. A page of golden books slowly falls in the golden light and falls into the hands of Han Fei.

“This thing again? ”

Han Fei reached out and took over the golden book page. Into the eye, full of strange and incomprehensible lines, no text.

“What the hell is this? The opportunity of the Seven Souls? Isn't there a golden book page for every soul? ”

Han had to remember: this is the second soul land! There's five more in the back. That's a little tricky.

Just those five people, Han is not confident: if you put it on hold, you don't understand the invincible will and the marvellous use of the method of formation, you may not be invincible at all.

Even if it lasts a while, it's almost certain to lose within a hundred breaths.

After all, the millimetre difference is a thousand miles; carelessly, all lose.

The golden page was detailed for a moment, and the golden page slowly faded again in front of Korean non-naked eyes and fell into his body.

However, although the golden pages disappeared, the golden light on the monument was still there and did not fade away.

In the haze, South Africa seemed to see a fictional image, as if it were coming out of a memorial tower and falling into South Africa's eyes.

The scene appeared at the corner of the gate of a Qingshi mega-city and did not appear in the city. In Han Fei's view, there was a wave of waves, and the giant turtle lay on the surface of the sea, and the octopus reached straight into the sky. Hundred feathers of swordsmanship red light, such as the red and xia reflection, the strong ones are born.

That's a distant picture. In the vicinity, the light of spirituality swept through the city, and the light of all kinds of glow pervaded the city. Every ray of glow comes from a man in battle.

In the waves, shrimp soldiers raise their guns, crabs will carry hammers and worm armies will rage.

In this nitrous battlefield, Han Fei's eyes, directly in the tens of thousands of people, found the group of five who fought themselves.

It's just that he didn't see how powerful they were. It's a picture of the five of them walking together, blocking thousands of armies, bravely dying.

Because the moment Han Fei saw them, five people were covered in blood. The manipulator's big tree talented planting, already bald for the most part. The armor box of the armor division has been lost, with a double knife in his hand, brave and fearless. The warrior took the lead, sweeping the stick.

And that spiritualist, it seems, has run out of spirituality. The hunter woman is in charge of protecting him. Just the hunter, one broken arm.

At that moment, the five seemed to be talking about something, suddenly slowly turning back, looking in the direction of Han Fei, grinning, spilling, helpless, seemed to miss a little bit.

The next moment, when the wave fell, the five disappeared into the wave and never came out again.

This scene is very moving for Han. When he died generously and turned to smile, he couldn't help but think of the images he had just seen of the five men, all of whom were laughing.

The last scene in Han's eyes is no longer the five men, but everyone on this battlefield. Suddenly a blanket of light appeared on them.

When the white light converged toward the sky, it saw an astonishing hand, crossing the half-city, stretching out his fingers, one by one, and writing a “person” word.

Han Fei's eyes, his consciousness shrunk, seemed to have been stabbed in the head by the amazing force that the word ”person” burst into. The word came out and the waves were broken.

It's not the power of a person, it's the white light that comes out of countless people, and that's when you write a word "person." Push all the way to the end of the horizon.

Screen, ever since.

The image disappeared in his eyes, but Han moved slightly for a long time. It was not long before Han Fei slowly exhaled: “The power of the people. ”