A real powerhouse, Han Qi muttered in a low voice, this is her goal, to become a real powerhouse, and this one moves forward with the roar of the chariot in the sun. .co

"Whoa!"

As the chariot drove into the swamp where the miasma had dispersed, the muddy water splashed on the dead wood, Han Qi looked back and checked, Wu Feng was still asleep, there was no pain on his pale face, only a warm smile, as if he had met happiness in a dreamland, seeing this, Han Qi retracted his gaze and looked at the swamp in front of him that had devoured countless people, his heart was full of joy and peace of mind.

She knew that in this Wu Feng's heart, she, they, were no longer cold names, growing up, she was honored to witness Wu Feng's growth, of course, not in terms of strength, but that Wu Feng was no longer that calm and selfish madman.

Wu Feng's growth and trust gave her more confidence to create the strongest sect in the future.

It is difficult to start a sect, but she doesn't want Wu Feng to interfere too much in sect affairs, because she doesn't want these trivial matters to imprison and restrict Wu Feng's growth, of course, this does not mean that Wu Feng does not contribute, what Wu Feng has to do is more difficult than opening a sect, surpassing, surpassing the disciples of those famous families? No, what Wu Feng wants to surpass is the older generation of martial artists, surpass those martial arts masters, and even, surpass the guardians of the holy martial arts, and become the peerless powerhouse.

The meaning of a peerless powerhouse is by no means as simple as deterrence, it represents a flag and a symbol.

When she discussed with Wu Feng a few months ago about the establishment of a sect, she thought that in the early stage, as long as she ensured safety and provided a way to become stronger, she could recruit a group of disciples in a short period of time. The major families and sects will also expand in the last days, and no one can guarantee that the disciples recruited will not be white-eyed wolves, let alone that the disciples will not seek other jobs, after all, the survivors will not have that day as a teacher. The idea of a father for life.

Where can they live, live better, they will go there, take in the disciples, and if they can't keep the disciples, then it's useless to say anything.

Therefore, she hopes to push Wu Feng onto the table. Let Wu Feng become a kind of symbol, an idol. Let the disciples worship and be proud, which requires Wu Feng to become stronger and stronger.

In this trip to the Holy Martial Arts, there is no doubt that they are the biggest winners, the Blood Seal of the Demon Emperor, the experience and perception of the Emperor Heavenly Warrior, and the martial arts that are not recorded in the classics, these. Not to mention ordinary martial artists, even innate martial artists dare not imagine that these things can help them quickly become stronger without detours, but there are some things that are more important than these, such as the Tianwu Ceremony and the Yongle Ceremony. Hundreds of Dan prescriptions, these laid a solid foundation for the establishment of the sect, and the sect could gradually become a skyscraper.

The foundation is there, but in Han Qi's eyes, these things are not comparable to the glory of the Holy Martial Black Rock, with the resounding name of the Blood Monarch. Wu Feng is no longer a little-known nobody, but a young master who pays attention to the major families.

If in the past, I was still worried about the trouble caused by the nicknames of Blood Monarch and Xuanshen, but the cooperation opportunity brought by the Tianwu Ceremony turned these drawbacks into invisible. Others, if they want to move their sect, they must first consider the strongest behemoth in the last days, because as long as they reach cooperation, it is to send a signal to all sects, and this sect that has not even thought of a name can be moved or touched.

Although this cooperation can only last for a while, it is equivalent to the time of the novice protection period, which is enough for them to grow and develop!

Harvest, unimaginable harvest.

"Buzz ......"

With the roar of the chariot, they became farther and farther away from the Holy Place, entering with dreams, and after the experience of life and death, this Holy Land not only made them cherish each other more, but also gave them the path to the strongest......

In the chariot, Wu Feng didn't know that Han Qi had thought about it so much, and he was still immersed in his dreams, in which he had the love of his parents and the company of his confidantes......

As time passed, the chariot unconsciously drove out of the swamp of death that had devoured the lives of warriors of all generations.

Although, there are many trialists on the periphery of the Swamp of Death who intend to sit back and enjoy their success, but no one dares to step forward to block the way back, let alone block, seeing the chariot and the dress of the God of War and others, these people are running far away, they have to think carefully in the Holy Martial Land, they dare not have the slightest snooping outside this Holy Martial Arts, no matter what the chariot carries.

The god of war, regardless of the actions of the trialists, led the team towards a clearing, fired a flare, and waited in place.

Not long after, in the eyes of the trialists, three or five gunships landed from the sky with the sound of "whirring".

Wang Nan carefully wrapped Wu Feng with black crystal, and slowly transferred Wu Feng to the helicopter, and to Han Qi's surprise, the god of war nodded in front of a sergeant, that is, let a few team members transfer the Tianwu ceremony and important things to the helicopter, but the god of war got on the helicopter.

"Han Qi, Jiao Yu, help me take care of him." As soon as he stepped on the helicopter and helped Wang Nan set up Wu Feng, Han Qi, who was fixed all over his body, they heard Jiang Yu's voice.

Han Qi looked at Jiang Yu with some surprise, and couldn't help but say, "Aren't you going over together?" ”

"Urgent mission, there is a zombie flood in the survivor base, we have to rush over to help defend it." Jiang Yu reluctantly looked at the sleeping Wu Feng, and after seeing each other for only a few days, he was about to separate again, helpless, reluctant, but he did not forget her identity and responsibility, "Tell him that he is not allowed to flirt with the little nurse, otherwise I will cut him ......off when I come back."

After speaking, Jiang Yu couldn't bear to disturb the sleeping Wu Feng, put away his reluctance and nostalgia and turned around and ran away, with red eyes only looking forward to the next meeting.

"Whirring ......"

Looking at Jiang Yu's waving gesture and feeling the helicopter slowly rising into the air, Han Qi looked at the sleeping Wu Feng and muttered in a low voice, "Don't worry, I will take good care of him, even if it is for the rest of my life, I am willing to ......"

As the helicopter flew into the air, as soon as Han Qi retracted his gaze, he found that Han Bin pointed at Wu Feng and said happily, "Sister, I support you!" ”

Han Qi couldn't help but blush, immediately turned his head away, and looked at the holy place surrounded by jungles, where he didn't know how many trialists were still going through the test of life and death, and he didn't know how many treasures had not been discovered, and he didn't know how deep the foundation of this holy place was, he only knew that this holy place made this last world trialist stronger......

However, whether it is a trial, a treasure, or a fight, at this moment, it has nothing to do with them, and the land of holy martial arts will still be here, guarding this land, waiting for the next group of young people with the dream of being strong...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )