Supreme Martial Dao

The cool breeze blew, even in the summer, it feels a bit cool in such a late night. (Genius can be remembered in just 3 seconds)

The sound of insects in the ear keeps on, and the breeze sways through the rustling of the leaves.

Wang Chen stood alone on the hill. Let the hair shoot with the wind.

At this moment, his conviction is unwavering. At this moment, his eyes are sharp and sharp, as if a long, bright knife is particularly conspicuous in the night.

"If you have a rest, hope will not die. My family will not be destroyed, this is just the beginning!" The lips were slightly open, and the low voice came from his mouth.

"Haha... well, I like it, if I have a rest, hope is not extinguished, I like this sentence!" Suddenly, a loud voice suddenly came from the silent hills.

"Who!" A clever, Wang Chen hurriedly looked around, his eyes swept across the hill like a knife.

This hill is the back mountain of the Han family. Generally no one will come here, let alone the late night.

After some observations, I still didn't see any figure, and even the wind and the grass did not see it. Wang Chen's face showed a trace of doubt.

"Who, give me out!" In the eyes of the cold mans bloom, ready for the battle, Wang Chen once again drunk.

"Hey, isn't Laozi already by your side!" The voice was a little playful.

"Ah..." At this moment, Wang Chen finally felt it. The family in his hand circulated that Yu Pei, who did not know how many generations, suddenly gave off a glimmer of warm energy and shook it a little. The sound came from inside. A panic, Wang Chen almost throws jade directly out.

"Who are you!" After real feeling, Wang Chen forced himself to calm down and asked aloud.

After all, it is still a fifteen-year-old boy. Even if Wang Chen has the strength, there will be some tension. (Genius can be remembered in just 3 seconds)

"I...hahaha...who am I?" It seems that I heard a funny joke, and the voice laughed with a bleak and loud voice.

"I am the master of this jade!!" Suddenly, he stopped the laughter and said with a cold tone.

"Lie, Yupei is the patriarch's token of my family's inheritance for thousands of years. Why is it yours!" The heart gradually calmed down and heard the other party's words, Wang Chen asked coldly.

The honor of the family is inviolable.

"Wang family? I don't know, but I can have this jade, I think your Wang family is not a leisurely generation." After a moment of indulging, the voice continued.

"Is it not a leisurely generation?" Say the king's family, Wang Chen's face reveals a trace of desolateness and resentment: "Even if this is the case, the current Wang family no longer exists!"

"Well, ruined... I heard about your previous words. What is the difficulty of restoring the Wang family. How do we make a deal?" Hearing the words of Wang Chen, Yu Pei’s voice paused and continued.

"Transaction?" Hearing this sentence, Wang Chen sighed, and asked some doubts, but as if he realized what was in general, his eyes burst into a hot light, and he seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, you help me reshape the golden body. I will help you reproduce the glory of the Wang family. What is the difficulty of the small Tianfeng Kingdom? Even I can make your Wang family become the leader of the mainland." The people inside Yupei vowed to say.

"Reinventing the golden body?" This time it was Wang Chen’s face showing a smile!

How difficult it is to reshape the golden body, not to mention that today, even if his father and grandfather are still alive, they can't do it, but it is necessary to require at least the super-presence of the martial arts to do it. Looking at the entire continent, are there any emperors? This is not even clear to him.

"I can't do it!" Take a deep breath, and Wang Chen said something lost.

"What? Are you still not strong now? Only the blood of the strong can reopen this layer of enchantment!" It seems that the people inside Yupei also have some doubts, surprised to ask.

In the beginning, he blew himself under the dead end, relying on the strength of tyranny to pin the soul on this piece of jade, but people are not as good as days, Baoyu is too strong, and its seal can still be broken for thousands of years, unless there is a peerless strong The help of the blood of the person can break through this horrible enchantment.

How demanding is so harsh, so that he has been sleeping for a thousand years in Baoyu, and now this person who helped him to release the seal would say that he has no strength?

Be aware that the so-called strong blood is at least a strong blood of the holy warrior level to be able to be called!

"No, how is it possible? How can the third-order blood of a small refining body have such a powerful blood!"

After, a little observation, he immediately found that the strength of the boy in front of him is only in the third stage of refining, so how can the blood of the character make himself break through the seal, is there any problem?

This realizes that I was just stunned by my hopes. It’s just a teenager who is only fifteen years old. How can I reach the height of the saints? Even the entire continent can’t find the existence of several saints. Let's go! Even one can't find it, let alone this boy.

"Well? Let me see your blood!" Seems to be aware of something, that voice has some incredible screams.

I don't know what happened, but Wang Chen seems to have seen hope, and he did not hesitate to apply the trace of blood on his unrecovered wound on the jade.

The next moment, Yu Pei changed, and a faint green light flashed away, very strange!

The leaves are rustling under the breeze.

Wang Chen breathed his heart and stared at Yupei with a big eye. He was silent and anxiously waiting for the result.

"Heaven! God's blood!" A moment after the excitement came, it was like a ghost, a general exclamation.

"The blood of the gods, how can it be the blood of the gods, how is it possible!"

The incredible voice of the voice, as if to see what is the most incredible thing, the sound has some trembling, it seems to be extremely excited.

"What is the blood of the gods!" Wang Chen had some doubts. He is unclear about what is the blood of the gods.

"You really don't know?" Some surprises asked Wang Chen.

What seems to be immediately realized: "Also, how many years have passed, and before the millennium, the martial artists have disappeared, not to mention the present!"

It seems to be talking to himself, and seems to be remembering something, the tone has some sadness.

"You should know the ranks of the warriors on our Tian Xuan mainland. The strength of the warriors from low to high is: refining stage, real warrior, spirit warrior, martial warrior, king martial, emperor, martial martial, holy Warrior, Emperor and Shenwu.

The so-called Shenwu blood is the super-powerful of the ancestors of a certain family for three consecutive generations. After three generations of baptism, they changed their blood, and there is a chance that the blood of the gods will appear in the descendants. Of course this chance is very small!

A person who is pregnant with the blood of the gods is a material of martial arts. It can achieve twice the result with half the effort. In the future, it may not reach the height of the martial arts, but the achievement is absolutely limitless!

The voice said awkwardly, feeling a thousand.

Feeling the breath of Wang Chen, the soul of the soul inside the treasure is complex at this moment, what kind of family is this royal family, even so powerful, three generations of Shenwu! Is it the legendary family? When I think of this, my heart trembles and my face changes dramatically.

When I heard about the blood of Shenwu, Wang Chen was shocked. How brilliant was his own Wang family, and there were three Shenwu people. What a glory and how powerful it is. In an instant, the heart is full of blood, as if I saw the brilliant time. Breathing is a bit thicker.

There was a burning flame in my heart, as if I saw the glory of the former royal family, the glory standing above the peak of the mainland!

<center>