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Chapter 22 Happy to be a father

The four men in black robe who had been silently urging the formation and did not speak all looked up at Yan Wuyue, as if they didn't expect that this seemingly hot and impulsive woman was quite delicate.

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

Yan Wuyue said slowly: "If it is a godborn, the Zhou family will not be allowed to dissect the mutant animals, and they are still so calm. If the extreme godborn is now infused with negative energy in the sea of ​​blood, it should not even be animals, but humans."

The woman was stunned: "Did General Yan put a label on it in a stereotype?"

Yan Wuyue smiled: "Maybe the gods are not so extreme, and each individual has their own temperament, but they will definitely not take this kind of transformation research for granted. This thing is called empathy, or empathy. You are not a gods, so of course you don't understand it very much."

The woman was silent.

Yan Wuyue smiled and said, "Okay, girl, you said this pile is not even for the purpose of politeness before the soldiers... but for the military to read the memories of my pre-death after I die, and can put the pot on the gods."

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

"Meeting is better than being famous." The woman in black robe encouraged and said slowly: "It is indeed a bit troublesome to kill a famous military general. Her poor methods make Commander Yan laugh."

As he spoke, the dark air swept over the sky, combined with the four symbols array, and the terrifying waves of air rushed towards Yan Wuyue, and all kinds of ghost crying instantly filled the sky above the sea of ​​blood.

Yan Wuyue has been standing outside the formation without touching it. The reason why she is willing to talk to the other party is to understand the other party's background, and the other is to always observe the formation.

At this time, the battle broke out and started, and he laughed: "Good formation!"

As he spoke, he rushed in directly towards the air wave without dodging.

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

You finally started fighting.

"Swoosh!" Yan Wuyue broke through the air wave and appeared behind a man in black robe. The flames gathered into a palm and directly printed on the back of the man in black robe.

A flying sword suddenly appeared behind the man in black robe.

Flying swords... They are not gods, but humans, but they play formations and flying swords... The "Cultivators Association" that Yin Xiaoru reminded suddenly appeared in Xia Guixuan's heart? Are they?

Thoughts flashed, Yan Wuyue's flames had already fought with the flying sword, and the sharp flying sword actually... melted away.

Melted...

Xia Guixuan estimated that the high temperature of this palm should be easily exceeded ten thousand based on what degree of humans.

Suddenly I was thinking, what kind of man dared to get together with this woman, and his hair was burned out...

cough.

"Swoosh!" The woman in black robe also used a flying sword and shot directly at Yan Wuyue. At the same time, three blood dragons rushed from the other three black robe men.

Yan Wuyue did not dodge or avoid, and chasing the man in black robe in front of him was a flame knife.

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

Xia Guixuan's eyes lit up.

Yan Wuyue was originally similar to the strength of the early Qianyuan period, but the battle suit changed and became much stronger. The protective power reached the late Qianyuan period, which was normal... But the battle suit contained powerful energy and blessing, which actually made her power grow! This thing is fun. Is this the blessing of human technology? It is very similar to the meaning of the robes.

The key is quite cool. Yan Wuyue, who already has a great figure, looks even more heroic and silhouetted, and her outline is even more beautiful.

The flying sword and the blood dragon that should have caused damage to her impacted her body, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any trace. The flying sword bounced back with a "ding" sound and returned to the hands of the woman in black robe. The man in black robe who was chased by Yan Wuyue finally pulled away several feet helplessly.

In just a few breaths, the formation was broken.

The woman in black robe had a strange look in her eyes: "I am worthy of being the commander of the Special War Department, we are not your opponent."

As he said that he was not an opponent, he did not stop and formed a strange magic seal.

With the magic seal, the blood conch on all sides gathered together. The strange area that seemed to be a sea of ​​blood and a drop of blood seemed to be, under the guidance of her magic seal, seemed to be beginning to stabilize into small drops of blood, crystal clear and mysterious.

"Stay!" Yan Wuyue had already appeared in front of her, and the flames soared into the sky instantly surrounded her.

"Why do you need to do this? I'll give it to you." The woman in black robe didn't respond at all, and didn't even take the blood drops floating in front of her, and then suddenly retreated.

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

The blood drop was a world that was faintly formed. It was like the power of one world. It was faintly wrapped in another terrifying ball of energy. It was crushed inside. The power of the blood drop and the terrifying energy were constantly conflicting with each other. The core of the blood drop actually contained the destruction of the violent conflict between the two.

Throw this drop of blood to destroy the nebula!

I actually rushed towards it subconsciously and tried to reach out to get it... Even if I retreat immediately, the passive recoil could kill her hundreds of times.

It's like a life-and-death person going to attack the core of the planet explosion. Is it still too late to run?

Yan Wuyue subconsciously turned into flames and retreated immediately.

"boom!"

Space shocks and smoke and blood overshadow all vision and perception.

A slender jade hand poked out from the fog and took away the blood drops in the air.

"We have been purifying for many years and dare not completely collect this drop of holy blood because no one can bear this terrifying conflict. We repeatedly use these animals to get guns, and I don't know how long it will take." The woman said leisurely: "General Yan is willing to replace him with his body, which will save us a lot of trouble... After the military investigation, he will only think that General Yan died of the energy rush of the ancient demonic ruins."

Yan Wuyue blinked her eyes.

She was not dead at all. What was this person talking about? Can't even sense this?

In the bloody smoke, a man held her with one hand and stood in front of him. He gently stretched out his other hand. The terrifying energy that could make Yan Wuyue die several times was grabbed in his hand like a child. The energy struggled hard as if he was not convinced, and the man said "hey".

The energy ball immediately became weak and was pulled in his hand and shook it.

Yan Wuyue was stunned and even forgot that he was hugged in his arms.

I also know why a woman in a black robe cannot sense that she is alive. With such a god-like support, it would be natural to perceive whatever she wants to perceive?

The woman in black robe thought that the big thing was decided, and the purified "holy blood" separated a little and was absorbed into her body by the woman in black robe.

Four men in black robes were hanging in the air beside them, "Congratulations to the saint's daughter for bringing the saint's blood into her body. From then on, the great way is on her body, the gods bow their heads, and all living beings are people."

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

"Transform blood and wash away the marrow... Immortal martial arts, and we will all reach Qianyuan." The woman whispered: "This blood is so terrible... The gods must have never thought that this is their father's blood... You said that when I completely absorb the holy blood, will the gods all call me mother?"

Yan Wuyue didn't know what she was talking about, and the man seemed to deliberately isolate both sides, unable to hear or see.

He could only vaguely see the blood mist. The man touched his chin and squatted in front of the woman hanging cross-legged.

Xia Guixuan was really curious and let her absorb her former blood stasis and not speak.

You absorbed my blood and transformed your own bloodline. What's this called... You still want others to call your mother, what do you want to call me?

The woman seemed to have absorbed it and opened her eyes with satisfaction.

The first time I opened my eyes, I saw a man squatting in front of her like a curious baby. The woman's eyes were filled with harshness and subconsciously attacked her.
Chapter completed!
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