The Ultimate Strongman (Text 543.Chapter 543) Text, please enjoy!

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Ten days have passed in a flash.

When Cheng Yang opened his eyes again, it was already a quiet night, and these ten days of painstaking cultivation had reached its peak value both mentally and physically.

Moreover, the painstaking cultivation of the seventh paragraph of the text in ten days is not without gains, Cheng Yang seems to have vaguely grasped something, but the cultivation time is too short to establish this feeling, but he finally touched the doorway, so he will not be dazed and ignorant.

Looking at the glorious demeanor that was still blooming in the artistic conception, Cheng Yang's mood rose and fell again, and his mind returned to the time when he was at the border of Dasheng Country more than ten years ago.

The demeanor of that time, with a resolute and poignant attitude, was forever fixed in the deepest part of his consciousness.

"Style...... Wait for me, and I will resurrect you. Cheng Yang walked in front of the artistic conception and gently touched Fengzi's face.

This artistic conception is a part of his deliberate detachment from the artistic conception of yin and yang life and death, even if it does not need to be supplemented, it can exist alone for thousands of years, and it contains the supernatural power of the resurrection of all things, and the split soul of the style is equivalent to being nourished all the time.

Ten years of nourishment, the demeanor of the split soul has basically grown, even if there is no body, the split soul is extremely condensed, the fingers touch it, the soft skin is the same as the real one, and even has a faint body temperature and inexplicable fragrance.

Cheng Yang couldn't help but be in a trance, his vision was blurred, as if the beauty in front of him was infinitely angry and came back to life.

"Grace ......," Cheng Yang couldn't help but whisper.

"I'm here, Cheng Yang, do you miss me......" Feng Zi opened his eyes without warning, looked at Cheng Yang with gentle eyes, and answered him softly.

"What! Fengzi, you ......" Cheng Yang's body shook instantly, and his face changed wildly.

Even if the main god suddenly appeared in front of him, it would not make Cheng Yang so shocked, his brain was short-circuited in an instant, and all his expressions instantly froze.

"Chengyang, what's wrong with you, it's me, I'm Fengzi, I'm your Fengzi, why are you so surprised, isn't it weird?" Fengzi smiled slightly.

Her beautiful face has a vivid expression, like flowers blooming, with indescribable shyness and pity, how can there be half a sign of lifelessness, it is clearly a living pretty woman.

"Fengzi, how did you live, this can't be ......"

Cheng Yang shook his head in disbelief, the scene in front of him was beyond his comprehension, it was impossible for the demeanor to be resurrected, he knew better than anyone that the resurrected demeanor that appeared in front of him could only be an illusion.

But his fingers were still low on his graceful face, the skin under his fingertips was soft and smooth, and there was not the slightest sense of illusion, even if he unreservedly bloomed the spiritual consciousness of the eighth-order realm, he still couldn't feel any illusion.

As early as the fifth-order realm, Cheng Yang had already become one with spirit and flesh, and was not disturbed by any illusions, not to mention that now that he had grown to the eighth-order realm, if even Cheng Yang couldn't see through it, it could only prove that the demeanor in front of him was truly resurrected.

However, how could Fengzi be resurrected? How could it be resurrected? This huge contradiction and sudden shock made Cheng Yang's heart roar, and his mind was extremely confused, and he didn't even know what to do.

"Fool, aren't you happy that I am resurrected? There are many forces in this world that you cannot understand, and it is your sincerity that has moved me, and I will be resurrected in advance under your ten years of nourishment. Said softly.

Cheng Yang involuntarily took two steps back, his mind was extremely firm, it was impossible for any gaps to appear, and in the tower of the Feng family, he was guarded by the forbidden array of the eighth-order peak, and it was impossible for anyone to lurk in silently, pretending to launch a spiritual attack on him.

Even if it is a Saint-Rank powerhouse, it is extremely difficult to do this, not to mention that any Saint-Order powerhouse would surrender his identity and be so bored that he sneaks up on an Eighth-Order powerhouse?

The demeanor stepped out step by step from the artistic conception of life and death of yin and yang, and the brilliance around her body gradually faded, revealing a white and flawless, crystal like jade, which was unreservedly displayed in front of Cheng Yang.

From the soul to the whole picture, the demeanor naturally does not wear any clothes, but there is a halo around the artistic conception, so you can only see the appearance, but when you come out of the artistic conception, the halo fades, revealing her flawless delicate body.

This delicate body is snow-white and crystalline, there is no place for imperfection, it is simply a masterpiece given by God, just looking at it, you can also feel the perfect breathless suffocation.

Cheng Yang was completely speechless, his eyes were dancing with blazing flames, and a voice of ecstasy gushed out loudly in his heart: Fengzi, she is not dead, she is truly resurrected, my love, she is truly resurrected.

He no longer thinks about what the reason is, what power can make Fengzi perfectly resurrected, or rather, Cheng Yang is no longer willing to think about it, as long as he can see Fengzi, he can see the living style again, he will be satisfied.

The longing that had been scorched for ten years was all released at this moment, like a dream, like a thunder in a silent place, which made Cheng Yang's mind roar.

Feng Zi smiled softly, stepping on the scarlet carpet with white jade-like bare feet, every step seemed to be stepping on the tip of Cheng Yang's heart, she looked at Cheng Yang intently, and the misty phoenix moo was full of passionate desire and love.

"In the past ten years, I have suffered you, Chengyang, I will compensate you well. Fengzi said softly, slowly walked in front of Cheng Yang, and kissed his ruddy and moving lips gently.

Cheng Yang only felt the fragrant breath surging up from his lips, it was so sweet, it was so smooth, his trembling arms couldn't help but hug it, hugging Fengzi's waist that was Yingying, his warm palms rubbing against the smooth jade back, and the deep heat in his heart came up.

He and Fengzi actually have no skin-to-skin relationship, but ten years of staying together, turned into passion at the moment, and can't help but become the fuse.

Cheng Yang's wheezing suddenly became heavy, and he picked up the naked demeanor horizontally, and lay directly on the boudoir bed of the demeanor.

"My dear, you are lighter, this bed is so hard, people are just right, can you be gentle?" Fengzi exclaimed, two clouds flew on his face, and he said with infinite shyness,

Her soft voice was more like a kind of provocation that seemed to refuse to welcome back, and she couldn't help but make the man's burning even more intense.

Cheng Yang only felt that his brain was blank, trembling and pressing on Fengzi's body, wantonly tasting the sweet and sweet. Fengzi's body turned the pink of roses, and it seemed that he also became emotional under his soothing, and let out a soft moan.

Unconsciously, Fengzi's hand had already touched Cheng Yang's back, reached in from his shirt, and stroked Cheng Yang's strong back.

Cheng Yang felt as if he had been touched by lightning, and he felt a tingling feeling, his heartbeat quickened, and he lowered his head and kissed on the plump snow peak.

Fengzi closed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes moved, and his little face was flushed, which was as cute as an apple.

But the hand she touched on Cheng Yang's back suddenly and slowly became weird, as if it suddenly blurred, and it slowly sank into Cheng Yang's body.

This process was silent, and he didn't even feel it, even if Cheng Yang was an eighth-order powerhouse, he didn't even notice it in the slightest. It's just crawling on the body of the demeanor in selflessness.

Fengzi phoenix eyes Huo Ran opened, the eyes were clear and flashing with cold, the cold glow was slightly contemptuous, and the eyes were full of coldness, how could there be half a point.

Cheng Yang didn't see the contemptuous look at the demeanor at all.

His whole person seemed to be immersed in the passionate atmosphere created by the style, and a large number of pink light mist suddenly rose around him, and in the light mist, there was a faint sound of low moaning, which made people linger.

In every sound, a large amount of pink light mist poured into Cheng Yang's body, and every time he poured in, Cheng Yang became more obsessed than before.

The jade hand that entered Cheng Yang's body suddenly turned into countless silky tentacles, scattered, and seemed to be looking for something in Cheng Yang's body, every part, every inch of skin and flesh, did not let go.

Cheng Yang was still unconscious, in fact, his eyes were closed, motionless, as if he was asleep, his head was just instinctively lying in front of his crisp chest, and the corners of his mouth were silently moaning.

Fengzi showed an expression of disgust, and the tentacles that entered Cheng Yang's body were no longer silent, but accelerated the pace of searching, but from beginning to end, she searched every inch of Cheng Yang's body, but found nothing, and it seemed that she didn't find what he wanted.

Fengzi sat up, pushed Cheng Yang to the side of the bed, looked at Cheng Yang's sleeping appearance, showed a rare puzzled look on his face, and said to himself: "Impossible, how can the artistic conception of yin and yang life and death not be in his body?

Her gaze seemed to be able to penetrate everything, scanning the surface of Cheng Yang's body back and forth, and her powerful spiritual sense was even more detailed, but after a moment, a look of disappointment appeared on Fengzi's face.

"No ......" Fengzi's face suddenly flashed a trace of anger, and the phoenix eyes revealed a ruthless look, "Then I'm sorry, my dear Cheng Yang, if you play with me, I'm going to dismantle you today, no matter what, I have to get my hands on the artistic conception of yin and yang life and death!"

She held her hand like a knife, lifted it up and slammed it into Cheng Yang's back.

The snow-white jade hand did not enter Cheng Yang's body without any suspense, and the extremely hard divine body was like tofu in front of this jade hand, and the strange thing was that although it was inserted into the body by the palm of his hand, Cheng Yang did not shed a trace of blood, and there was no crack on the surface of his back.

"Divine powers, the true image of all things, now!" Fengzi pinched a wonderful trick with his other hand, and read softly in his mouth.

The palm inserted into Cheng Yang's body suddenly emitted countless golden threads, each of which continued along Cheng Yang's tendon touch, and in the blink of an eye, a human shape composed entirely of gold threads was formed in Cheng Yang's body.

This golden thread emitted a faint golden light, slowly moving from bottom to top, and where it passed, Cheng Yang's body suddenly became gradually transparent, and even the blood vessels, bones, blood and muscles slowly disappeared, leaving only the golden thread of the true image of all things.

A moment later, Cheng Yang had all disappeared, and all that was left was a body formed entirely of golden threads. ^_^

(Zilang Literature)