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Chapter 22 Happy to be a father

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    The four black-robed men who had been silently urging the formation and not speaking also looked up at Yan Wuyue, as if they didn't expect that this seemingly fiery and impulsive woman had a delicate mind.

    The woman in the black robe was also a little puzzled: "Why did General Yan say that?"

    Yan Wuyue slowly said: "If it is a descendant of a god, the Zhou family would not allow the Zhou family to dissect the mutated animal and say so indifferently. If the descendant of a god is more extreme, it should not even be an animal that is infused with negative energy in the sea of ??blood at this moment.  Rather, it should be human.¡±

    The woman was taken aback for a moment: "Did General Yan label it rigidly?"

    Yan Wuyue smiled: "Perhaps the descendants of the gods are not so extreme, and each individual has its own temperament, but they will definitely not take this kind of transformation research for granted. This thing is called empathy, or empathy. You must  Deity, of course I don't understand."

    The woman was silent.

    Yan Wuyue smiled and said: "Okay girl, you said this bunch, not even for the sake of courtesy and soldiers but for the military to read my pre-death memory after I die, so that the blame can be pinned on the descendants of the gods  .¡±

    The woman's expression changed slightly, and the atmosphere instantly chilled.

    "Meeting is better than being famous." The woman in black robe encouraged, and said slowly: "It is really troublesome to kill a famous military general, and the method is clumsy, which made Commander Yan laugh."

    Following the voice, black air swept up into the sky, combined with the formation of four images and spiraled, and a terrifying wave of air rushed towards Yan Wuyue, and all kinds of ghost cries instantly filled the sky above the sea of ??blood.

    Yan Wuyue has been standing on the periphery of the formation and has not touched it. The reason why she is willing to talk so much with the other party is to find out the details of the other party and to observe the formation all the time.

    At this time, he tore his face to fight, and laughed: "Good formation!"

    Following the voice, he rushed directly into the air wave without dodging or evading.

    At this time, Xia Guixuan was dancing with Yin Xiaoru on the surface, but Divine Sense had been watching here for a long time.

    You finally started fighting.

    "Whoosh!" Yan Wuyue broke through the air wave and appeared behind a black-robed man, the flames gathered in one palm, and directly printed on the back of the black-robed man.

    A flying sword suddenly appeared behind the man in black.

    Feijian They are not descendants of gods but human beings, but they play formations and flying swordsSuddenly, the "Association of Immortal Cultivators" that Yin Xiaoru reminded appeared in Xia Guixuan's mind?  Is it them?

    In a flash of thought, Yan Wuyue's flames had already clashed with the flying sword, and the fierce flying sword actually melted away.

    Melted

    Xia Guixuan reckoned that the high temperature of this palm should be easily over 10,000 based on the temperature of human beings.

    Suddenly I was thinking, what kind of man dares to roll with this woman, his hair will be burnt

    Cough.

    "Whoosh!" The black-robed woman also raised her flying sword and shot directly at Yan Wuyue.  At the same time, three blood dragons rushed from the direction of the other three men in black.

    Yan Wuyue did not dodge or dodge, chasing the black-robed man in front of him was a flaming knife.

    The flying sword and the blood dragon hit her. At the moment of energy conflict, her seemingly ordinary fiery red leather clothes suddenly had the color of steel, and changed shape in an instant, turning into a battle suit.

    Xia Guixuan's eyes lit up.

    Yan Wuyue was originally close to the strength of the early Qianyuan period, but after the change of this battle suit, it became much stronger, and the protection power reached the late Qianyuan period, which is still normal But the battle suit contains powerful energy to feed back and bless,  It actually made her strength grow!  This thing is fun, is this the blessing of human technology?  It is very similar to the meaning of vestments.

    The key point is that it is quite cool. It makes Yan Wuyue, who has a great figure, even more heroic, and the silhouette is even more beautiful.

    The flying sword and blood dragon that were supposed to be able to hurt her hit her body like a bull into the sea, and there was no trace of it anymore.  The flying sword bounced back with a "ding" and returned to the black-robed woman's hand, and the black-robed man who was being chased by Yan Wuyue finally retreated a few feet away helplessly.

    Just a few breaths later, the formation was broken.

    A strange color flashed in the eyes of the black-robed woman: "As expected of the commander of the Special Warfare Division, we are not your opponent."

    He said that he was not an opponent, but he didn't stop in his hand, forming a strange seal.

    Following the seal, the sea of ??blood on all sides spiraled together, and the weird area that looked like a sea of ??blood but also a drop of blood seemed to have stabilized into a small blood drop under the traction of her seal, which was crystal clear and mysterious.

    "Let's stay!" Yan Wuyue had already appeared in front of her, and the soaring flames instantly surrounded her.

    "Why do you need to do this, I gave it to you." The black-robed woman didn't accept the move at all, even hanging??The blood drop in front of him didn't catch it, and he backed away suddenly.

    Yan Wuyue was stunned for a moment, and immediately sensed the terrifying death.

    Inside the drop of blood is a faint self-contained world, inside which is like the power of a world, within which there is another group of terrifying and incomparable energy faintly wrapped, suppressed inside, the power of the blood drop and that terrifying energy are always  Involved in mutual conflict, the core of the blood drop actually contains the destruction of the violent conflict between the two.

    Throwing this drop of blood can destroy Nebula!

    I actually rushed towards it subconsciously, and tried to reach for it Even if I retreated immediately, the passive shock would kill her hundreds of times.

    It's like a person who doesn't know how to live or die is rushing to the core of the planet's explosion, is there still time to run?

    Yan Wuyue subconsciously turned into flames and retreated immediately.

    "Boom!"

    The space exploded, and the smoke and blood covered all vision and perception.

    A slender hand protruded from the mist and picked up the blood droplets in the air.

    "We have been purifying for many years, and we dare not take this drop of holy blood completely, because no one can bear this horrible conflict. I don't know how long it will take to use these animals repeatedly." The woman said leisurely: "Commander Yan is willing to use  It has saved us a lot of trouble After checking, the military department will only think that Commander Yan died of the energy rampage of the ancient magic path ruins."

    Yan Wuyue blinked her eyes.

    She is not dead at all, what is this person talking about, can't you feel it?

    Amidst the bloody smoke, a man embraced her with one hand and stood sideways in front of her.  The other hand stretched out lightly, and the terrifying energy that could kill Yan Wuyue several times was held in his hand like pinching a child. The energy struggled hard as if he was still unconvinced, and the man let out a "hey".

    The mass of energy immediately withered, and he grabbed it in his hands and shook it.

    Yan Wuyue was so dumbfounded that she even forgot that she was held in someone's arms.

    I also know why the black-robed woman can't perceive that she is alive. With this kind of divine protection, isn't it a matter of course that she can perceive what she wants the other party to perceive?

    But the black-robed woman over there thought that the event was settled, and the purified "sacred blood" separated into strands, which were absorbed into the body by the black-robed woman.

    The four men in black robes next to them knelt in the air: "Congratulations to the saint for introducing the holy blood into her body. From then on, the Dao is in her body, the descendants of the gods bow their heads, and all living beings are people."

    The woman let out a breath, feeling the surging breath of heaven in her body washing her blood, that trace of blood replaced her original blood almost instantly, filling her whole body, and she could feel that she had infinite power in an instant, perfect blood transformation,  And the unexplainable enlightenment of the way of heaven.

    "Exchanging blood and washing the marrow Immortal Dao and Martial Dao, both reach Qianyuan." The woman whispered, "This blood is too terrifying The descendants of the gods must not have imagined that this is the blood of their father god You said wait until I completely absorb it."  Holy blood, do the descendants of the gods call me mother?"

    Yan Wuyue didn't know what she was talking about anymore, the man seemed to isolate the two sides deliberately, he couldn't hear but couldn't see.

    Can only vaguely see in the blood mist, the man touched his chin, squatting curiously in front of the cross-legged floating woman.

    Xia Guixuan was really curious, and let her absorb the bruises she once had, without speaking.

    You absorbed my blood and transformed your own blood, what do you call it You still want others to call you mother, what do you want to call me?

    The woman seemed to have finished absorbing it, and opened her eyes very satisfied.

    The first time she opened her eyes, she saw a man squatting in front of her like a curious baby. The woman's eyes were stern, and she was about to attack subconsciously.

    But as soon as the thought was moved, the blood of the soul surged, and a kind of surrender and worship from the heart flooded the heart, and the movement of the girl's palm seamlessly connected to kneeling and worshiping: "Dad" (Remember the website URL:  www.hlnovel.com
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