Fanatic Martial God

"Oh, Xiao Chen, why do you want to worship Xiandao?"

"Master, because I want to be the strongest between heaven and earth!"

"Oh, well, I believe that you can do it for the teacher, just hope that God will not let your efforts be wasted."

"Master! Master!" Xiao Chen, who was in a coma, screamed. After waking up, he realized that he was dreaming. He recalled the kind smile of the master. Xiao Chen could not help but tears, and his heart was full of sorrow and grief.

"I am dreaming?" Xiao Chen Meng woke up, and quickly climbed up, feeling that Xiandao Zong is only a dream, he does not want to believe that it is a real existence.

But when he saw the body, it was completely certain that it was true, not dreaming, unable to bear a heavy blow, and once again in grief and fear, as if the whole world had become dark.

"How is this? Why is this? Xiaojia discriminates against me. Even if Yang family insults me, why should I let Xiandaozong die? Is it because I am a waste?" Xiao Chen is bitter and bitter, and looks like a lost soul. .

"Little devil, are you because you are a waste that cannot cultivate the real yuan, and you are discriminated against by the Xiao family? Are you angry because you are insulted by Yang’s evil words? Are you afraid because Xiandaozong was killed?"

Awkwardly, an old and slightly low voice rang out in the air of Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen was shocked. He quickly turned his head to look at the left, but there was no figure, only the bodies of those dead disciples.

"Who is it? Who is talking?" Without seeing any figures, Xiao Chen immediately became alert, and secretly said: "Is it wrong? I have no other people at all."

"Little devil, are you called Xiao Chen? You can see the old man with your eyes closed!"

The voice rang again, and Xiao Chen was completely sure that he was not mistaken. Someone was actually talking to him, but he could not see it.

Xiao Chen did what the voice said, slowly closing his eyes, and in a dark space somewhere, Xiao Chen appeared.

"This. What is this place?" Xiao Chen wondered, it was actually a dark space, nothing can be seen, very gloomy feeling.

A golden light suddenly appeared in the dark space, and the illusory figure that radiated golden light appeared in front of Xiao Chen, but it was a white-haired old man.

Seeing the magical appearance of the old man, Xiao Chen shocked Zhang’s mouth, and he was shocked and shivered and asked: “Grandpa, you. Who are you? How are you here? Where is it here?”

"This is your state of mind." The old man smiled faintly.

"My state of mind? How can my mood be dark? Are you lying to me?" Xiao Chen said, at his age, darkness represents the bad guys, and Xiao Chen does not feel that he is a bad person, so There is such a question.

"You can't cultivate the true yuan. Although you have always believed that you can cultivate one day, but you are deeply painful in your heart. After many years, these dark elements are slowly accumulated in your state of mind. The insult of Yang family is still It is the desperation and fear that makes you feel desperate and fearful, so the state of mind becomes so dark." The old man said slightly.

When I heard the old man’s words, Xiao Chen was shocked again. He was shocked and asked: “How do you know about me? Who are you?”

"The old man is the strongest sacred soul of the ancient times! When you are in a coma, the old man enters your memory space and knows everything about your past." The old man smiled faintly.

"The ancient holy lord of the soul? Then how can you be in my state of mind?" Xiao Chen asked strangely.

"The old man was chased here, just saw you roaring in the sky, so I entered your body. The old man is not much time now, the injury is too serious, this soul can not support for a long time, and the old man will fly away. Although the blood of God is planted in your waste, it is better to be taken away by them." The old man said that the soul is getting weaker.

"God blood is planted on me? What is it?" Xiao Chen asked, wondering what the blood was, and he might know it.

"Want to get through your body meridians?" the old man asked with a smile.

Xiao Chen nodded and nodded: "Of course I thought, I can cultivate through the meridians."

"When you are in a coma, the blood of the gods has washed your body. The blood in your body is now blood. Your body is completely different from before. Your physical condition is hundreds of times stronger than before! You The whole body meridians have been opened up." Baoshi smiled slightly.

"What? My meridians have been opened up? The meaning is that I can cultivate?" Xiao Chen was shocked again, and when he heard this sentence, his heart was fierce and there was a ecstasy! The meridians are opened, which means that Xiao Chen can cultivate! No longer a waste!

"Yes! This is the case. The old man's time is running out. He can only plant the blood of God in your body. The old man does not want to learn the methods and laws he has learned. I will meet you now, but we also have a chance. Can only be passed to you!"

"Give it to me?" Xiao Chen was even more ecstatic after listening. Although he didn't know what it was, it was definitely a great one since he learned it.

"boom!"

When the voice fell, the right hand of the tyrant soul was pressed on the cover of the dust of Xiao Chen. The golden light flashed out in vain, and the dark space became brighter in an instant. The information was infused into the mind of Xiao Chen, a powerful method. The method of meditation and body practice appeared in Xiao Chen’s mind.

In a short while, the soul of the soul stopped, and the soul became more and more illusory. The slight smile said: "Xiao Chen, the old man only passed the practice method to you, with the help of God's blood, I believe that your cultivation must be very fast."

"Great! Thank you for your predecessors! Xiao Chen will not forget the great grace of the predecessors!" Xiao Chen was grateful, and his heart ignited infinite hope.

"This storage ring contains the old man's weapon of the gods and other powerful law decisions. You accept it. You have the blood body and the body, and the law is fast. The old man has to go, Xiao Chen, remember, Forget the past, look to the future! You are no longer Xiao Chen! Before the death of the old man, can you call a master?" The soul of the soul faintly laughed, the soul became more and more illusory, and finally disappeared completely.

"Master." Xiao Chen whispered a cry, somehow, eyes shed tears.

"Hehehe. Good dear!"

"Forget the past, look to the future! Forget the past, look to the future!" Xiao Chen muttered, repeating, the more repeated, the easier the heart, with the eyes open slowly, the darkness of the mood gradually disappeared, Xiao Chen smiled and said: "Older generation, thank you! You are right, now I am not the former Xiao Chen, I can already cultivate, I will let Xiaojia and Fengyuecheng people know that I am not a waste, I Will also let Yang family regret it! Also give revenge to Xian Daozong!"