God-Level Choice

The great emperor lost his immortal fruit, the Lord of Nine Nethers hated himself, and Lian Yi Guan Lao had struggled in misery for many years.

He sighed deeply, squatted down, and put his big hands on Guan Lao's bloody body, the majestic energy and blood poured into his body like billowing wolf smoke!

I saw that Guan Lao's injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fire of life was gradually growing, and flesh and blood were born. Even the broken "167" limb began to grow new granulation, and the heartbeat became stronger and stronger.

The eyes gradually became in focus, and Chu Feng's face was clearly reflected in Guan Lao's pupils. "Big adult. Lian'er. Lian'er, she. Leave me alone..." Mr. Guan said intermittently, as if he had exhausted all his strength to say these words.

"No. Oops. I'm fine. I'm free!" Lianyi hugged Guan Lao tightly, afraid that she would disappear if she gave up. He is Lianyi's only relative in this world. The blood is still thick!

"It's my fault. Now that Lianyi has regained her freedom, I don't have to go back to the world of burial. I will protect him. Guan Lao, you can practice with peace of mind, cut me off!" Chu Feng whispered, clapping Pat on the old shoulder.

The anxiety in Guan Lao's eyes finally dissipated, and he looked at Chu Feng with relief. He didn't believe it rightly. Chu Feng is not an ungrateful person. The drowsiness of the honest heaven is shrouded, although the old man fell asleep, but it is Chu Feng's masterpiece.

Now that he is in this state, he might as well go to sleep, the power of blood is still rushing towards Guan Lao like he has no money. His severed limbs have already begun to grow, his flesh and blood are stretched, his bones are born, and the power of his blood is so heaven-defying!

Chu Feng slowly stood up and looked at the Lord of Nine Nethers, the chill on the surface was enough to freeze the world!

"When you get old, it's over. Should we talk about something?" The Lord of Nine Serenities said coldly.

Chu Feng kept silent, stretched his hand back, Ling Ling led the void to draw a beautiful arc, and landed in front of the Nine Serenity Sacred Hand

But at this moment, the face of Nine Serenity Holy Master was ugly and frightening, facing Chu Feng and yelled: "Are you sending beggars?" How is it possible?

Only one, even this old constant road, had given it to itself, but now it gave nothing. This is the least, it can be said that it is at the bottom... How can the Lord of Nine Nethers accept it?

"Too little? Then don't ask for it! Don't think about today's heaven world, the sky!" Chu Feng shouted loudly without turning his head.

The eyes of the sky are full of hatred, the chaotic clock is bright at this moment, the chaos is raging, and the bell is ringing from the wild! At this moment, the owner of the natural sacred place is in full swing, like an erupting volcano, living in constant fear!

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across the face of the Holy Lord of Nine Nethernesses, and he was about to say something, but at this moment, Zhuyin gave Witch Beiming a wink.

Bei Tianshi nodded, and walked in a straight line, his momentum soaring. Endless glory covers the sky and the earth, filling the 3.1 void. That place is shrouded in glory, and flowers are in full bloom everywhere! There is no doubt that half a step of fairy energy is fully revealed, and with the flourishing energy, the Northern Dark Witch cannot be extinguished for a while!

I saw the Northern Underworld Witch standing in vain, its power is too terrifying. He licked his lips and said, "It's just that my revenge on Wu Zu didn't succeed. Today, seize this opportunity and repay it well. Saving money in the future will also be a troublesome thing!".