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"The Southern Divine Formula, which is the aura of the gods and goddesses, the root of all things, was conceived after hundreds of years of nourishment. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info It is divided into three important conditions before it can be cultivated, otherwise it will suffer the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart. Cultivating Nanxuan in the early stage, possessing the Yi Soul Sword and Mo Tian bloodline...

In Nangong Yan's spiritual world, a legend that had been circulated thousands of years ago appeared in front of his eyes, and it was a legend that most teenagers yearn for. The Divine Venerable Realm, that is a legend, a legend that no one can forget. But he was born smart, so how could he not know what this meant.

To put it simply, he Nangong Yan is not a child of the Nangong family, but a trace of blood left by Mo Tian Shenzun back then. The shocking news like a thunderbolt from the blue made him lose his former calm and composure. For more than ten years, his parents have cared for him and cared for him carefully, but now this kind of exercise tells him that his parents, who have been called for 18 years, are just his adoptive fathers and adoptive mothers, how shocking is this?

"Father and mother, I am not your child, am I like Fei'er, I saved me for my own friendship, why didn't you tell me?"

Nangong Yan originally thought that what his parents gave him was the family exercise Nan Xuandu, but it turned out that the exercise that had accompanied him for more than ten years turned out to be the strongest exercise that Mo Tianshenzun left in the Nangong family.

"Why are you so cruel? Why are you unwilling to reveal even a little bit of information? Why are you willing to sacrifice the entire family for a boy with ordinary talent, is this really the power of family affection?"

Nangong Yan smiled miserably and looked around, trying to find a certain figure, but on this endless continent, he was only the figure that stayed alone.

He remembered his childhood memories and the laughter of his parents...

"I must find you, ask face to face, these are all fake, all fake!" he began to run forward desperately, while his hands covered his head, not wanting to remember what had just happened.

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"Right now, he is suffering from the impact of the third stage of the Southern Divine Technique, the Phantom Attack. It constantly magnifies the dark side of Nangong Yan's fear, and constantly stimulates Nangong Yan's brain. ”

Zhang Ling's face was extremely ugly, and when he arrived, he still came to this point. He understood that the terrifying thing about Nanshen Jue was that it revealed its fangs, eating away at Nangong Yan's body and soul little by little.

But what surprised Zhang Ling even more was that this seemingly omnipotent Nangong Yan was not afraid of some strange creature, nor was he afraid of the despair of not being able to save his parents, but worried about his identity, an identity that could stay in that family.

Not to mention Zhang Ling, even Ni Xue, who heard Nangong Yan's shouts on the side, felt unbelievable. She had never heard Nangong Yan talk about revenge and rescuing his imprisoned parents, but was only worried about his identity.

In her opinion, Nangong Yan definitely had many hidden secrets that he didn't tell her, otherwise, he would definitely not worry about the safety of his parents. This boy who seems to be a little nonsense on the outside, but in fact, he attaches great importance to love and righteousness deep down, but there is such a poignant side.

"Brother Yin, you must get through it. Only if we truly inherit the Nanshen Recipe, we and your parents will have a chance. Be sure to stick to it. Ni Xue thought to herself.

In this case, neither Zhang Ling nor Ni Xue had any way to inform Nangong Yan of their thoughts. They can only choose to believe in him, and that's it.

"I don't understand the sacrifice of the family, the sacrifice of the elders, and even your sacrifice, just for me, a person who only has a little bit of the bloodline of Lord Mo Tianshenzun in his body? ”

"Yan'er really doesn't understand, what kind of thing is in my body that is worthy of the Fighting God Empire's willingness to risk the internal strife in the empire and decide to destroy the Nangong family?

"If you knew this was the case, why should you protect me with your life? Isn't it worth it to buy hundreds of people for the safety of hundreds of people?"

Nangong Yan kept running, running, until his physical strength was exhausted, kneeling on the ground, looking up at the sky, and muttering to himself.

"Mourning, everyone has their own destiny, and it is not something that can be changed by manpower. If you spend all your time complaining about others, your fate will lead you into the abyss of despair with such negative emotions. Motherhood does not require children to have much ability, but your happiness and happiness are what mothers want to see the most. ”

"Mother, the child understands that in the future, the child will hold joy and happiness firmly in his hands and will not let it leave. I also want to send my joy and happiness to you and my father, so that I will also be happy and happy. ”

"Mother, I understand. You believe in fate, but I will not believe in this predestined fate, even if it costs blood, I will never let you and my father suffer in the empire, I will put this fate at my disposal, by me. Since Heaven has made it so difficult for our family, then even if I pay the price of blood, I will completely destroy this unfair heaven and earth!"

Nangong Yan remembered his mother's fate, but he had come into contact with many books, and his knowledge had surpassed that of many staff officers and bachelors in the official cognition, and he also had his own views on this fate. That's it, he looked at his mother who appeared in the sky, and said with great firmness.

"It's..."

Zhang Ling felt a terrifying force of fighting energy gushing out of Nangong Yan's body, expelling all his fighting energy, and even forcibly repelling him who was exercising his skills. At this moment, his heart was extremely shocked, and he was even a little slow to speak.

"Man is determined to win the sky, and Brother Yan has risen to that realm. Ni Xue looked at these outgoing fighting spirits in disbelief, and her heart was gradually replaced by joy from shock.

After two months of training, his cultivation talent completely exploded at this moment, and even the third stage of the Southern Divine Technique's spiritual attack was helpless. It seems that this breakthrough in his state of mind has brought him too many benefits. Zhang Ling nodded and explained what was happening to Nangong Yan now.

The fighting spirit is released, and only the strong people above the upper level of the sword master are qualified to use the long-range attack skills. Nangong Yan has experienced several ups and downs, but his incomparable state of mind and wisdom have allowed him to get unimaginable benefits from these ups and downs.

Although his maturity is still somewhat lacking, his firm belief and tenacious will allow him to make up for his current maturity. However, after finishing the Sword Pavilion ranking competition, they believed that after the experience of the Blood Road Mountain Range, he would definitely become a qualified student of the Inner Court of the Sword Pavilion, and even a super powerhouse in the future.

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