Chapter 188: The choice in front of the temple

The island base below the sea surface of the Temple of Death is only supported by a thick and strange stone pillar, and the surrounding sea area is still bottomless. There is no light at all below hundreds of meters above the sea surface, and the entire sea area is shrouded in darkness.

Han Feng was suspended a thousand meters below the sea, and his face was a bit ferocious. The location here was already the biggest bottom line that Han Feng's body could withstand. The deeper the sea of ​​blood, the more power that would pour into physical energy at all times. Han Feng wanted to quickly increase his strength, practicing in the depths of the sea of ​​blood was the fastest way.

The manifold is at a position of one thousand meters, and the cold wind cannot wait for a long time. The body cannot withstand the long pressure. It can only dive up for a distance from time to time, and then continue to return to its previous position until the body feels better. Now the cold wind is not changing, and the position below a thousand meters is staying longer and longer, and the body has gradually adapted to the water pressure at this position. It does not take much longer to continue moving downward for a certain position.

The unknown energy in the sea of ​​blood is always pouring into the blood crystals. The blood crystals are also accepted by everyone, but they do not increase. At the bottom of the sea, the fastest increase of cold wind is not the blood crystals and body strength, but the ice magic and fighting spirit.

The cold wind today was a bit abnormal. His body was gradually starting to feel discomfort, dizziness, eyes, and even tinnitus. But he was still gritting his teeth and persevering, and he never took a step back even if he died.

As the flow of cold wind, his expression gradually slowed down. It seemed that his body had adapted to the water pressure of one thousand meters. Cold wind, who was supposed to catch his breath, opened his eyes, looked at the darker bottom of the water, and took a firm step.

Suddenly a trace of blood overflowed from the cold wind's ears. The cold wind felt nothing and continued to silently bear the pressure brought by the sea water. The blue sè's fighting air penetrated through the body, slightly resisting the pressure brought by some sea water. Then the cold wind took another step, his throat became sweet, and he used a mouthful of blood. He shook his throat with difficulty, swallowing the blood that surged up again.

In the dark sea of ​​blood, the blue light was so lonely. The Dou Qi was consumed rapidly under the pressure of the sea water, but the cold wind did not dare to be careless at all. It squeezed the Dou Qi core in the cyclone to continuously operate. The more Dou Qi, the more it would last.

Just as the fighting spirit was about to run out, Han Feng looked at the darkness in the depths unwillingly, preparing to go to the dive and rest before continuing.

What Han Feng never dreamed of was that an undercurrent spread from the depths, suddenly dispersing the already fragile Dou Qi shield, sweeping the cold wind into a deeper bottom. The terrifying water pressure seemed to want to press the cold wind into a cake. The ice-type magic shield completely lost its effect at this moment, and once it was used, it would become a burden. The ability to control the water flow did not work at all on the undercurrent of the crazy luàn.

Han Feng was shocked and immediately lifted the seal, restoring his body into a dragon body. The powerful body of the dragon clan seemed so weak in front of the entire sea of ​​blood, which only made him feel a little better.

The cold wind gritted his teeth, and blood was left between his gums, and the whole mouth was filled with a sweet smell of blood.

The whole mind was thrown into the operation of the Dou Qi core. Under the full operation of the cold wind, the blue sè slowly occupied the space of the entire Dou Qi core. The natural Dou Qi, which was originally in the dominant position, took the initiative to retreat. Although the entire Dou Qi core was filled with blue light, the recovery speed of Dou Qi was still too slow. Under the suffocating water pressure, there was almost no resistance.

Just when the cold wind was almost unable to hold on, the core of Dou Qi changed at a critical moment.

The original blue light suddenly lit up, as if it had been detonated, and the entire cyclone rose. After the blue light, the Dou Qi inside the Dou Qi core gradually liquefied, and changed from the blue light to the blue liquid. If the previous Dou Qi core was like a luminous crystal ball, then it would now be a circular glass bottle containing blue liquid.

Sleeping into the dark seabed, a dim blue light appeared again. The cold wind suddenly opened his eyes, and withered the fighting spirit, he escaped from the undercurrent, and rushed up quickly.

It was not until more than a thousand meters that the cold wind breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the Dou Qi actually broke through Level 6 and saved his life.

The cold wind floated to the water and took a deep breath to repair the damaged organs.

Then Han Feng fell into reflection. During this year, he became less and less like an assassin, but more like a magician. He focused on the cultivation of magic power and his understanding of ice elements, but forgot the path he chose at the beginning.

At that time, Old Man Mu asked whether he chose an assassin who focused on fighting spirit or an assassin who focused on magic, and resolutely chose an assassin who focused on fighting spirit.

But since the Frost Dragon Clan's bloodline awakened part, the keen intuition has not reminded me many times. In order to improve its strength in a short period of time, I subconsciously paid too much attention to practicing ice magic. Indeed, after only two years of focus on the practice of ice magic, I entered the advanced caster early, which was simply impossible in the eyes of others.

But his strength has improved, but he has gradually lost his original dream. An assassin who, like Old Man Mu, seems to be harmless and uses his hands to make life disappear while chatting and laughing.

As the fighting spirit and magic power enter level 7, the space in the cyclone is already a little crowded. If you continue to practice magic power, the fighting spirit will only be able to stop at level 7. With the talent of the Frost Dragon Clan, if Han Feng cultivates magic power, the future achievements will definitely not stop at level 9. However, if you continue to practice ice-type fighting spirit, it is an unknown. After all, the dragon spirit power cultivated by the dragon clan is not the same as the fighting spirit. There has never been an example of practicing fighting spirit in the history of the Frost Dragon Clan.

Fate once again gave Han Feng a chance to choose, is it fighting spirit or magic? Is it the initial ideal, or is it a way to quickly enhance its strength in order to win?

Han Feng stared at the Temple of Death in front of him, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

A year later.

Han Feng stood in front of the sea area last hundred meters away from the Temple of Death, staring at the Temple of Death, which was only a hundred meters away. Half a year ago, Han Feng suddenly emerged. With the incredible situation of other monsters, he defeated two candidates of gods independently within two days, and fought until the last hundred meters before stopping and disappearing for half a year.

Even today, he appears again, and is in front of him the last opponent, Karon, a half-dragon man with the bloodline of the Hell Demon Dragon.

Karon can be said to be the strongest person within the last 100 meters, and is also the most likely candidate to become the new god. However, Karon has not been able to challenge the gods for a long time. He wanders outside the temple every day, basking in the sun from time to time, but instead looks like a person guarding the temple. Only people like him who are in the last 100 meters are qualified to walk arbitrarily on the earth outside the temple.

Karon felt the hot gaze of the cold wind, smiled slightly, took off the sun-shading hat from his head, and walked towards the cold wind. A long black and purple hair scattered, and the two sword eyebrows added a bit of heroic spirit, and the correct facial features gave people a very rigorous feeling. Two single-blade long swords were put in the scabbard and tied on both sides. Every step he took was swept towards the cold wind with a faint pressure.

"On the first day you entered this sea area, the gods were betting, who would you choose as a stepping stone in the end, as a stepping stone. Lord Death insisted that you would choose me. Although I shouldn't question Lord Death's guess, I still didn't believe it. After all, no one has challenged me since I arrived at this position. Unexpectedly, Lord Death still guessed it. It seems that the other twelve gods are going to suffer heavy losses. Can I choose me?" Wuzhuo said. Karon slowly walked to Hanfeng on the sea surface and asked condescendingly.

Hanfeng was not in a hurry to answer his question. The water flow automatically pushed Hanfeng up until Hanfeng was level with Karon's eyes. "There is no special reason. If you really want to say anything, because you are the strongest, and there is dragon blood flowing in our bodies. I have never fought with the dragon clan. I want to feel it."

"Mr. Death is really wise. Let's start, let me see if it's the reason that Lord. Death values ​​you so much. Is it really as everyone guessed, because you are..." Karon had indeed such an expression on his face, and he couldn't help but admire Death's prediction ability from the bottom of his heart. While speaking, he slowly used his double swords.

Unfortunately, before Caron finished speaking, two daggers appeared quietly behind Caron.

"Backstab" and "Broken Skull" two daggers easily penetrated Karon's neck and spine. There was a cold wind standing in front of Karon, but another cold wind appeared behind him. While the two daggers hit Karon, the cold wind in front of him also slowly disappeared with the cold wind. There was no expression of victory on Han Feng's face, but there was a hint of solemnity. Karon, who was stabbed by the cold wind, slowly twisted and dissipated into the air.

"Young people are so anxious nowadays. I haven't finished saying anything. I didn't expect that the power of the Curse Tooth in your hand has become much stronger. I said you have disappeared for half a year. It turns out that you have been collecting fragments of the Curse Tooth in hell. But the incomplete Curse Tooth can't hit me."

Karon's figure also appeared behind Han Feng, with two long swords ejected and pulled, cutting Han Feng into two sections.

Looking at the artifacts slowly disappearing in front of him, Karon smiled again, looking at the void that was not even available. "Don't play these small tricks anymore, let's start. I won with my two ghost blades. If I lose, I will be miserable."

The cold wind gradually appeared from the void, and the ice and Liunian were holding each other tightly in their hands. The lù finger gloves that Mr. Mu gave a long time ago also appeared in Han Feng's hand.
Chapter completed!