Chapter 307 God's Coming

When Wan Ye met Han Feng, he never thought that he would fail. Although Han Feng's strength had improved significantly, he could feel that Han Feng's strength was not as strong as him, and the weapons in his hand were still the same as the two magical weapons in his hand. As a result, he lost in the end. (《》, watch the latest update of this book)

Failure is not the most uncomfortable thing about stalemate. Over the years, stalemate has failed more than once, but he has never felt humiliated or discouraged. As long as he is still alive, he will always have a chance to succeed again.

This failure made him feel humiliated. Indeed, he failed, but he would rather die under Han Feng's dagger than to leave his life in the end. This is an insult to him. Han Feng's words "You lost." were more like the most ironic ridicule, piercing his arrogant heart into pieces and bleeding.

"Yes, I lost." Zall lay on the ground on his back and said quietly in his heart. This time, no one disturbed me, I completely failed. I slowly closed my eyes, and a drop of turbid tears of despair slipped from the corners of his eyes. Since he embarked on this road, tears that had never fallen again finally slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Just then, Lilith, Sheila and Arnold, who felt abnormal on the island, also rushed over from the shore.

"Del?!" Sheila and Arnold couldn't help but exclaim at the same time when they saw the familiar figure lying on the ground.

Everyone in the Ashes Mercenary Group is familiar with this dark night killer who was originally a companion and finally embarked on a road of no return due to jealousy. But he didn't expect that he would appear on this island.

"Do you want to kill him?" A voice without emotion clearly spread from the void to everyone's ears.

"No need, let's go." Han Feng shook his head, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to walk towards the shore.

Vimetheus, Lilith, and Sheila all had obvious hesitation on their faces. It was too dangerous to keep such a person who could attack from the darkness at any time. Taking advantage of his weakest moment at this time, the most correct way is to eliminate future troubles.

Han Feng knew the thoughts of everyone and smiled bitterly. "Let's go, we don't have much time. If we don't save Ryan, there will be no rangers in our team in the future." Seeing that Brutal War continued to absorb the energy of the earth element on Ryan, everyone did not hesitate and decided to find a safe place to cure Ryan first.\\9vk.com first release\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\

The crowd had just taken a step, and the snarled roar of anger sounded from behind the crowd. "Bastard! Why don't you kill me? Do you want to humiliate me? I want to kill you!"

Han Feng smiled again, and turned around slowly, and said to the red stagnant with his eyes slowly: "Without you, there would be no me now. Many times, I am really grateful to you. Your existence has always reminded me that if I stop, I will die, and my dreams and my wishes will not be fulfilled. So, live well, I will wait for your next challenge." After that, Han Fengtou walked away without looking back.

This answer was completely beyond stale expectations, and stale lying in place without moving.

Just as Han Feng was about to leave, a sudden change broke out, and the entire island was trembling, as if the entire island was trembling. The Immortal Nether Phoenix, who was originally circling in the sky, also let out a whirlwind of fear, turning into a black stream of light, and suddenly jumped back to the bloodstone in front of Han Feng's chest.

The entire space began to twist continuously, as if it was torn fabric. A slight crack appeared in the space where the cold wind and the stalemate battle appeared, and the divine power that made people want to kneel was leaked out from the crack.

Everyone turned their eyes to the space crack at the same time. The God of Death appeared in the space crack with a smile. "Your believer is not weak." As soon as the God of Death stepped out of the space crack, he smiled at the space crack that was still twisting.

A ball of black mist surged out from the gap at the other end, and a noble lady in a long black gauze dress dissipated from the black mist, with a hint of chuckling. "Are you praising your bloodline in disguise?"

The god of death raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, and did not say anything, but the unconcealed pride between his eyebrows revealed his true thoughts. The god of death continued to stare quietly at the space that was still twisting.

"It's so tired. Every time I tear the space, I always need to spend so much effort." A man with muscles and refreshed spirit finally came out of the crack in the space.

The dark night goddess with black veil masked flipped her beautiful eyes and glared at Ares who finally came out of the crack in the space. She scolded without hesitation: "It's not the first time that she reminds you that she doesn't exercise space spells well."

Ares coughed twice awkwardly, glanced at Sutherland, and signaled that when someone was outside, he would give him some face. The goddess of dark night glanced at Ares fiercely, but she didn't continue talking. With a wave of her slender finger, the stagnant who was still lying on the ground was lifted up by a stream of black mist.

"Failure is not scary. What's scary is that you don't have the determination to stand up. Do you want to defeat him?" The goddess of Dark Night did not tease her just now, but restored her divine majesty, and her voice staggered at Han Feng with strange magic.

In front of the goddess, he staggered a little bit of reason and nodded instinctively.

"Very good. I'll send you to the dark realm afterwards. The rest depends on your own." The goddess of dark night nodded, very appreciating.

When the god of death heard this, he frowned and was about to say something, but he stopped. After all, Zha was not his own believer, let alone if Zha could come out of the dark realm alive, it would be a good thing. It would be a good idea to set up an obstacle for Han Feng, the boy, to grow up.

Yan's pupils, which were originally a little dead, gradually regained their divine colors. As a believer of the Dark Goddess, he naturally knew what the Dark Domain was. Only those who had the Goddess' permission could enter the trial. However, not many people who entered could come out alive, and most of them died of suicide. Seven out of the ten that came out alive were crazy, and the remaining three were somewhat abnormal. So far, many people were frightened when they mentioned the Dark Domain.

Originally, according to Cold Feng's guess, the fallen God of Earth should not count, but there should be another god of light that followed three gods who had appeared out of the space crack. However, until the space crack began to heal slowly, no one was seen appearing. When the space crack was about to close, a white light passed through the space crack and shone on the priest Soraka.

Soraka's body shook, and his whole aura grew rapidly, becoming completely different from before, and even his eyes became full of pride. A majestic male voice came from her mouth. "Have everyone arrived? When they arrived, they were at a speed. I am not as free as you inferior gods."

When God is in the sky, Han Feng thought of this word. God can temporarily attach part of his soul to his believers. Generally, Gods are busy and will do this when they don’t have time to come forward in person. Gods have certain harm to the body. After all, the human body is far from being able to bear the power of God, even if it is only a small part of it.

The three gods who appeared early in the morning snorted coldly at the same time, ignoring the God of Light who was talking to themselves, and each went towards their own believers. Han Feng could see it deliberately that the three gods who appeared here had a good relationship in private. At least the three gods would make harmless jokes, but the God of Light and the three gods seemed less harmonious.

"Your strength has improved much faster than I thought." The god of death walked to Han Feng and said kindly.

Hanfeng ignored the god of death's concern, but Vimesh bowed respectfully. Many people in the team stared at the legendary character curiously, and Lilis was extremely nervous and kept circling around the corner of her clothes. The god of death smiled and saw everyone's expressions, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing several gods appear, when he thought of Qinghu's entrustment and what he said before, Han Feng frowned tightly and looked unkind. "Do you know I'm coming? Did you entrust Qinghu to ask me to come to the Water Temple?"

"Even if I ask it to entrust you, can I calculate that you will definitely go on the water? All of this is the arrangement of fate." The God of Death shook his head calmly, saying that all this was not his conspiracy.

Han Feng thought about it and then fell silent. It was indeed as the God of Death said. He had no need to do this, but all this was a coincidence. Han Feng believed for the first time that the God of Destiny must be a god who did not play according to common sense.

Seeing Han Feng's expression ease, the god of death understood that his suspicion had been cleared, and his expression turned right and continued, "Okay, no more nonsense. We don't have much time, and you are lucky enough to find the fragments of the god of the earth." After Yan, the god of death turned his eyes to the belligerent battle standing in front of Talia.

The Crazy War did not relieve the madness, and was still standing like an orc, staring at by the god of death. The Crazy War was uncomfortable all over, as if the girl with stripped naked was thrown on her elder sister, without any ***k,

"Don't be nervous. The god of the God of Earth, since you are a friend of Hanfeng, and you need your power to help me?" The god of death asked Jian Zhan with a happy face.

This was the first time that Jian Zhan saw a god and a discussion tone talking to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused, so he could only turn his eyes to Hanfeng with help. Although no one said that, Jian Zhan could feel that the breath of Death and Vaimishu and Hanfeng was exactly the same.

Han Feng called Jian Zhan with a look and told him not to worry. He asked Death with some confusion. "What the hell is going on?"

He always felt that this time the incident was filled with a strong conspiracy. Whether it was the fragments of the earth's divine nature or the encounter with the staggered island by the waves, everything was too coincidental.
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