"Because of my heart. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Nighthawk said slowly. "What do you mean?" The old man said. Nighthawk did not answer his words, Nighthawk pressed his right hand to the place of his heart, looked at the sky from afar, tears rippled in his eyes, he looked at the sky affectionately, and murmured, "Dad, Mom, are you okay?" After a long time, Nighthawk wiped his tears with his hand, looked at the old man squarely, and said, "Because of intuition." "Oh?" "Although my parents in that dream are very real, I also want to be in that dream forever. But my gut tells me it's fake. And I felt that my parents were a little hypocritical about my feelings. Nighthawk paused, then continued, "This is the most important thing. Nighthawk pointed to his forehead, and his vertical eyes slowly opened. You are actually the emperor of the ancient Holy Spirit Clan! Or a descendant of the Divine Pupil Emperor with an innate divine pupil! The old man said in horror. What is the Ancient Holy Spirit? Nighthawk asked.

Xiao Jie also shouted in horror when he saw his vertical eyes, and the old man at the moment also had the same expression as Xiao Jie, Nighthawk couldn't help but feel strange, according to the old man, this vertical eye was called the Innate Divine Pupil, and he still belonged to the Ancient Holy Spirit Clan.

"You don't even know about the Ancient Holy Spirit Clan?" The old man stared at Nighthawk's eyes, and when he saw Nighthawk's clear eyes, he couldn't help but wonder, and said in his heart: It doesn't look like a lie, but logically speaking, a person with an innate divine pupil can understand the ancient and modern future, reverse vitality, and the ancient mantra is full of blood, it is impossible for him not to know that he is a person of the ancient Holy Spirit Clan!

"I don't know, old man, I'm just a clansman born in a small family, not a clansman of the Ancient Holy Spirit Clan, let alone a descendant of the Divine Pupil Emperor." Nighthawk innocently authentic.

"How is this possible, you ......"

The old man was about to continue, but he was so frightened by Xiaojie's terrible eyes that he couldn't speak.

"Old fellow, I don't think you want to live anymore. Forget it, for your sake, I might as well tell you that he is the one who changed his life, and the person who was changed will not know his background. Xiaojie said.

"Could it be ......" When the old man heard Xiaojie's words, his body couldn't help but tremble, and two pairs of deeply sunken eyes looked straight at Xiaojie, blood-red threads covered his eyes, and his pupils contracted into a small circle. As a result, the soul is constantly flickering and flickering, like a lonely lamp and candle extinguished.

"You heard him right, he's the last of the nine people who changed their lives. Otherwise, how could this Star Scar Emperor deign to accompany this kid in such a low-level plane. Xiaojie said unruly.

"Don't ask so much, just go ahead with your test." Xiaojie said coldly. "Yes...... Be. The old man trembled even when he spoke, and his body trembled. Boy, you continue your trial. After the old man said this, he disappeared. ...... "Whew." Nighthawk breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward with his right foot, the seventh step! When he first ascended, he immediately felt that there was no terrifying power here, but there seemed to be a wonderful artistic conception that enveloped him.

"Your humble intentions, can you bear the thoughts of the ancients."

Another voice resounded in his mind, it was like an ancient thought, imprinted on the nine-fold ladder, rushing into his mind, Nighthawk felt, a terrifying ancient thought, sweeping away his will, to destroy his mind.

"Get out." Nighthawk roared in his heart, and the power of the bloodline exploded to compete with the will of the Ninefold Ladder. At this time, the will of the Ninefold Ladder turned into an entity and stood there, looking down on him, his eyes were cold, holding his will, suppressing him. The will of the nine-fold ladder was blocked in front of him, like a chasm that was thousands of miles thick, insurmountable. "If you take another step, you will be cut off from your cultivation heart. Cut your martial arts path and kill your life. "I saw the nine-fold ladder said in a rebellious manner, as if threatening the Nighthawk." Break. An earth-shattering roar came from Nighthawk's mouth, and his footsteps stepped up, and a terrifying power of martial arts will bloodline erupted on his body. The heart is strong, and everything is broken.

"Just, a humble obsession, how can it cut off my cultivation heart and martial arts path." Nighthawk's bloodline exudes an astonishing power, as if he is the origin of the world, and the laws of time, space, and laws are all fixed on Nighthawk. When the nighthawk moves, the source moves, and if the nighthawk does not move, the source does not move. It was as if an ancient flood of power burst out from him, turning into a stream of brilliant light, which was the breath of the primordial being. Stepping out, Nighthawk's body seemed to glow with golden streamers, and a terrifying flood of power permeated, and his footsteps stepped towards the eighth layer. "Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!" The primordial was filled with a terrifying aura, wrapping his body, golden brilliant light erupted wildly from his eyes, and a powerful spiritual will looked through the heavens and the earth, and the power of the desolation sublimated. "I don't believe it!" The will of the Nine Ladders attacked wildly, but the will of the Nighthawk Martial Dao was immortal, allowing the storm to hit, allowing the ancient thoughts to be stronger than his will, but he was unwilling, unyielding, and immortal.

His steps, steady as a mountain, stepped over and stood on the eighth staircase. "At that point, there is a chasm. Nighthawk's success is at this point. At this time, Xiaojie said coldly. Nighthawk, on the other hand, closed his eyes, ignored Xiaojie's transmission, and sat cross-legged on the eighth staircase. At this time, he was realizing the primordial and desolate breath of the bloodline, as well as the origin of the surrounding that was about to pass away. Three days passed, and the nighthawk remained; Ten days passed, and the nighthawk remained; A month has passed, and the Nighthawk is still the same! When Nighthawk finishes realizing, he will be in the strongest state and will rush forward! Time passed day by day, and Nighthawk was still there to realize, although the power of the origin around him and the aura of primordial and desolate desolation around him had disappeared for a long time, Nighthawk still did not stop. Half a year later, Nighthawk, his figure, finally moved. Now, Nighthawk's aura is restrained, and his cultivation has broken through to the ninth layer of the Qi Yuan Realm! Nighthawk stepped out, and a soft sound of "poof......" came out, and the light slashed down. Nighthawk's body twitched slightly, and he hesitated. Flesh and blood, mundane thoughts, fragile life, how can they be fearless of life and death, just ask, who can have this courage and persistence. A sharp pain is transmitted to the body. Nighthawk's heart was cold, and in an instant, blood spilled on a certain part of his chest, and there, a blood stain appeared.