Chapter 1020 The Beginning of the Bloody City 66

"Master, although I don't know who the old man in the red robe who gave me a very intimate feeling just now, I don't know what the scenes he saw mean, but one thing that makes me sure is that you Haotian is my master, one day as a teacher, and lifelong teacher. No matter who I am in the future, what does my identity represent? You are my master, so don't call me by that strange name, that will only bring me loneliness.

"Xiang Yufeng's words made Haotian's soul tremble, "Okay, okay, I, Haotian, did not read the wrong person, nor did I accept this disciple wrong. I, Haotian, are free and easy by nature. Since my life, there have been no less than ten thousand battles, and have always been alone and alone. Now I, Haotian, is no longer lonely, and I have an apprentice who represents true power that represents the right power. As a disciple, I am content, I will live for a lifetime. Now, I can leave with peace of mind."

Feeling the bleakness in Haotian's words, an unknown premonition arose in Xiang Yufeng's heart, but before he could speak, his body suddenly completely ignored his orders, and was completely seized by Haotian in his body.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

"Good disciple, I can know your identity when I am about to come, and I can also hear that you have not relied on the nobleness of your identity and despise me as a master. I am really content. I am content. It has been almost three years since I became a master and disciple. I have never given you a decent meeting gift. Today's gift is regarded as the last gift given to your disciple. I hope this gift can become a certificate of witnessing the rise of a generation of kings." With Haotian's voice

As it fell, the Soul-Suppressing Tower in Xiang Yufeng's body emitted a buzzing sound. Then, the Soul-Suppressing Tower flashed brightly and quickly hovered in Xiang Yufeng's body. At the same time, the blood pool water that had already stopped rotated quickly again and rotated around Xiang Yufeng in an extremely fast manner. Immediately afterwards, the blood water turned into a cylindrical shape and began to rotate closely against him. Finally, it was slowly destined to be inside Xiang Yufeng's body.

Xiang Yufeng seemed to feel something, screaming constantly, constantly trying to compete for ownership of his body, but with Haotian's full strength, Xiang Yufeng had no chance of winning at this time. All he could do was stay in himself and look at himself controlled by his master Haotian, where he was crazyly absorbing power, absorbing the power attracted by his master's life-sacrificing his life-sacrificing power.

"Xiaofeng, I'm leaving. I know that with your personality, I will be sad and blame myself. But I want to tell you, don't do that, because although my teacher has left, I am very happy when I think that you can use the gifts I have left to you to create your world. Xiaofeng, goodbye."

Haotian's voice became lighter and lighter. Finally, a severe pain caused Xiang Yufeng to scream loudly. Under the influence of Haotian's life force, under the absorption of the water of the Demon Blood Pool, Xiang Yufeng's right arm, which was originally cut down, slowly began to grow like a grass sprouting. Every time he grew, he screamed at Yufeng in pain. Destruction means rebirth, and rebirth means destruction.

Under countless severe pains, Xiang Yufeng finally completed the final transformation given to him by Haotian. The blood pool was already full of water, and at this moment, it became empty and there was no drop of blood in the huge blood pool. A brand new right arm with a huge red dragon pattern formed on Xiang Yufeng's body, emitting the light of the current thorn. The red dragon looked so vivid, just like real.

"ah!"

He roared to the sky! Xiang Yufeng, standing in the empty pool of blood, used this method to vent his emotions suppressed in his heart, because he could not feel the power of his physical strength about his master Haotian. In other words, his master, Haotian, really disappeared, completely disappeared from this world, completely disappeared from Xiang Yufeng's body.

"Why do you treat me like this? Why do you treat me like this? Damn God, I'm going to stab you, I'm going to stab you fuckingly." After Xiang Yufeng roared wildly, with every roar of his roar, a force like a dragon was fighting out from his strange and mysterious right arm and rushed straight into the sky.

I don’t know how long it took, but it rained in the sky for a long time. Drops of raindrops like beans hit the blood pool, and the figure kneeling on the ground.

Xiang Yufeng was gasping heavily, and the continuous and substantial energy was consumed. Since Xiang Yufeng, who had just been reborn, could not bear it. The rain mixed with his tears and splashed on the ground, and reality once again proved in front of him that what cruelty is, what is lost is lost, and no matter how you remedy it, it is impossible to take it back.

"From today and from this moment on, no one can take away anything I care about from my body. Human killing people, divine destruction of gods! I swear to Yufeng, I swear, ah!"

Zhongtang stood in the heavy rain, looking at the figure with red hair not far away, his eyes full of excitement.

Zhongtang came to the Demon Blood Pool very early, came here very early, and saw Xiang Yu Peak, who had reborn and obtained his right arm, especially when the huge powers emitted by Xiang Yu Peak to the sky, all excited him. For him, although Xiang Yu Peak's power had not been fully awakened at this moment, he had seen everything he wanted to see. Zhongtang turned around silently and left the already dried up Demon Blood Pool.

A generation of Demon Emperor, the new owner of the Moluo Palace, and a person who will lead the Moluo Palace to truly glory, finally appeared.

After a heavy rain, everything is greener, the sun is rising, and the warm sunshine shines in this dark martial hall of Moluo Palace, which represents the evil.

Although the Dark Martial Hall today is still as quiet as usual, it is full of people and all the real core elites who are qualified to stand here. Because, the Palace Master Bell Hall of the Moluo Palace will soon announce a very important decision here.

Judging from the situation where these elite figures of the Moluo Palace stand, they obviously have their own factions or groups. The struggle has never been limited to the outside world. Most of the time, the struggle is initiated from the inside. The Moluo Palace, the strongest power of the ancient martial arts world, is no exception. These people nodded, bowed their heads, smiled, looked cold, or thought slightly.
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