Chapter Seventy-Four: Conception and Reality

The Wind God Sacrifice is proceeding step by step, but Han Feng has already received countless monitoring reports from incarnations outside the body and small spirits:

That mysterious seabed has disappeared to the bottom of the continental shelf southeast of Campbell. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And where it appears now is in the Tasman Sea between New Zealand and Australia!

Not only is the ocean floor deeper, but most importantly, it is closer to Lake Eyre, where the Winds are located, and as long as the seabed continues westward, after crossing the Bass Strait between Tasmania and the main Australian island, there is the deep Great Australian Bay.

The straight-line distance between Piri Harbor, the most important material distribution center in the northern part of the Great Australian Gulf, and Eyre Lake, where the Great Sacrifice Ceremony is being held, is only 400 kilometers at most. For the mysterious and powerful creatures of the bottom of the sea or the center of the earth, it is completely close at hand!

However, in the face of this spear that was about to reach his throat, Han Feng still chose to ignore it.

Lao Tzu was originally here to catch your fish, and now that there are signs of biting, why can't Lao Tzu wait at ease?

Take 10,000 steps back, even if you don't succeed in catching you this time, Lao Tzu can take this opportunity to figure out what you are, what kind of life existence you are, and how much strength you have!

This is Han Feng's calculation.

Of course, the best thing that can be caught is the bait on the hook, but it is inevitable that something will happen, probably, maybe something.

Han Feng didn't care about this at all.

The casualties were all WindClan, who had already been identified as cannon fodder, and in that case, WindClan should complete its mission and become a supporting role in the flying knife show.

Even if the person who threw the flying knife this time was a rookie and blindfolded, the supporting role should have the consciousness of a supporting role.

What's more, I'm busy expanding such a supporting cast right now?

At this moment, at the same time that Han Feng ruthlessly threw out the "supporting role theory", the nine thousand five hundred dark creatures who survived the El Lake Bloodbath were taking out their most precious heart cores and dedicating them to the eternal gods in this life.

However, no one knew what a cold and cruel thought the so-called gods on high had in their hearts!

The Wind Clan and the Quasi-Wind Clan both showed their heart cores in front of the god master, but the master was always calculating: how to maximize the effect of these bait, even if all the bait is lost, even if the Wind Clan loses all of it, it will not be worth the importance of the mysterious seabed to the master!

This is the ultimate mission of the Feng Clan in Han Feng's heart.

It is the duty of the Wind Clan as a slave, and it is also the result of the loyalty of the Wind Clan

All of this is God's decision, and no one can change it.

Was it all a cruel decision, and the WindClan was still in the dark, rejoicing to be a servant of the gods.

Even if they know that they are about to face death, I believe that these lovely Colorful Wind Clan will definitely prove their last loyalty to the gods!

It's just that these hearts, these emotions that condense all the feelings of the Feng Clan, can't make Han Feng feel any emotion.

God's judgment has always been ruthless.

Fighting for me and dying for me is your calling. In that case, where is there so much sissy crying?

If you can't share my worries, why do you still want to keep you? It's better to just let Tianmen clean the past, clean it, and never have any troubles?!

So, now is the time for the WindClan to show their true value.

Han Feng looked at the more than 9,500 heart cores that appeared under the bright moon like stars, and laughed loudly.

With a wave of his hand, all the heart nuclei disappeared without a trace.

In the midst of laughter, a new heart core suddenly appeared.

Colorful circulation, beautiful and crystalline, and in that incomparable brilliance, contains huge energy.

This is the new heart core that the dark creatures have received. As long as you have it, you can become a real WindClan, not a puppet army with the name of WindClan on your head, but in fact it is still a dark creature!

"Please accept my gift." Han Feng slowly stood up from the high divine seat, stretched out his arms, with a kind and quiet smile on his face, and whispered softly to the slaves who might become dead souls in the blink of an eye:

This is the true meaning of your life! Because there are many things in this world that are difficult to explain. But every WindClan firmly believes that only with my protection and protection can it be possible to continue your colorful life until the end of the world! ”

"Fortunately, you are all very loyal, and there is no such miserable picture as in the last big festival," Han Feng said here, pausing slightly, and suddenly smiled:

"I think that if I have the chance, I should bother Patriarch George and take the new members to visit the 'Exiled Lands', so that everyone can figure out what can and cannot be done, what can be done and what must not be touched!"

"Dear George, do you see what I mean?"

In the face of the master's inquiry, George Gambino did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward, stroked his chest and bowed:

"The master's gift will always be the supreme glory of the Wind Clan!"

After this quote, George also expressed his heart again:

"Please rest assured that the master and the master mother, as well as the god son and goddess, every new member of the Wind Clan, while possessing the power of the gods, will definitely get the sublimation of the soul in the 'Land of Exile'!"

George: It's not entirely because he wants to shoot Han Feng's sycophants.

As the patriarch of the largest family in the world today, George knew very well how to manage a family, and he already had a lot of experience when George was the patriarch of the blood family.

The art of scheming is not unique to China.

However, what George swore didn't know was how many of the New Wind Clan would be left after today, who could still reach the "Land of Exile" for re-education

At this point, not only George, but even their master Han Feng himself couldn't expect anything at all!

After all, that purple qi is really too powerful, even if the crazy brother is the god of the Three Realms, he has no confidence at all to be able to block the invasion of purple qi.

Fortunately, the guys who can emit this terrible purple qi seem to be very shy. He has always been hiding in the submarine enclave, never showing his face above the land and sky.

This is what Han Feng is most interested in, and it is also where the confidence of the crazy brother dares to fish in Oceania!

Otherwise, just by virtue of that soul-killing purple qi, the crazy brother would have been scared back to nowhere, where would he still need the world-destroying catastrophe to come to the trouble of the crazy brother in person?

But there are two sides to everything.

So Han Feng inevitably saved such a thought:

It would be great if Lao Tzu could subdue these creatures!

Even if the catastrophe comes in the future, Lao Tzu has the capital to be absolutely not afraid!

This is Han Feng's plan, but unfortunately, although the crazy brother bought a lottery ticket, he was not the lucky one who won the lottery!