Chen Xianrong finally died, dying on his couch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The steward grabbed him by the neck and passed out.

With his death, the luck on his top was also slowly collapsing, turning into a little bit of light and heading around. Fang Hong opened his mouth slightly, and with a gentle inhalation, these qi luck came to his body.

These luck do not belong to Chen Xianrong himself, but the power condensed by the worship of outsiders for him. After his death, these qi fortunes became ownerless, and they were easily absorbed by Fang Hong.

As a large amount of qi luck was sucked away, Fang Hong's eyes became brighter and brighter, shining brightly. And his divine body quickly broke away from the shell, and behind his head, a circle of light wheels was formed.

If you don't have the corresponding destiny, you will not be able to bear the grand luck, and eventually lead to mismatch and all kinds of disasters. Mortals don't know how good luck is, and they blindly ask for it, and once they gain power, they will fall like meteors.

Fang Hong sucked about half of Chen Xianrong's qi luck away, and let the rest collapse. Because his life is limited, no amount of luck can stand it.

After Chen Xianrong's luck disappeared, his destiny was revealed. Chen Xianrong's life is not very high, he is pure red, and he can't bear the worship of so many people at all, so he has today's death. This drink and peck, fate has long been predestined.

However, God will not do things perfectly, and will leave you with a glimmer of life. If you retreat bravely and keep a low profile when there is a mismatch, you still have a chance to escape the catastrophe.

No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, Fang Hong swallowed Chen Xianrong's life grid with his hand, and improved his life grid a little, and it was already infinitely close to pure red. Once his life is completely red, he will be able to ascend to the throne of the City God.

After killing Chen Xianrong, he looked out the window, it was already dark, and it seemed that it was almost dawn, so he had to get out early. Just as he was about to leave, he found Chen Xianrong's soul and stood in place stupidly.

Fang Hong patted his head, he almost forgot one thing, his father and Chen Xianrong seemed to have mastered half of the map of the Han King's relics, and they both wanted to get the other party's half. Now that Chen Xianrong is dead, the map must be asked clearly, otherwise you will never want to find out where the relics of the Han King are.

"Point the Martial Arts!" Fang Hong stretched out his hand and pointed at his sword, pointing out like lightning, and a little on Chen Xianrong's forehead, a trace of golden light spread out, instantly spreading to his whole body.

"Bang. Just a few breaths later, the golden light on Chen Xianrong's body suddenly collapsed, turned into fragments, and disappeared into the void. Fang Hong's face was confused, the point technique failed?

Immediately, he secretly screamed bad luck, after leaving Changning County, his judge's supernatural power was greatly reduced, and less than one-tenth of the locusts summoned by the locust summoning technique were summoned, and this bit of military skill was even more simply invalid.

And now he is in the river god power, and he has no military skills. Among the water gods, the magic technique is a very powerful supernatural power, which is not used to ignite ghosts, but to ignite water tribes. For example, the huge number of shrimp soldiers and crab generals are all ignited with point weapons.

There is a difference between Igniting Aquarium and Igniting Ghosts. The ghost is transformed from a soul, and it is still a soul in essence, but it only increases its power. But this will not be the case with shrimp soldiers and crabs, this is turning some ordinary aquarium into monsters, which is already a leap in life form. Only the gods of the Yangtze River, the Yellow River and even the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas have such great power.

Fang Hong couldn't help but scratch his nose, what should I do, if this soul doesn't turn into a ghost, it will stay for half a day at most, and it will soon turn into soul fragments and disappear. Chen Xianrong's secrets about the map also disappeared.

His eyes were dripping in the room, but his mind was thinking about how to preserve Chen Xianrong's soul.

"Whoa. When he was at a loss, he heard the sound of water outside the window, and looked up to see a handful of lotus flowers in a small tank, in which a few small golden-red goldfish were swimming around.

"Little goldfish?" Fang Hong looked at these little goldfish, all of them looked like crucian carp, only one finger long, swimming freely in the water, very comfortable.

Looking at these little goldfish, Fang Hong's heart couldn't help but give birth to an idea.

He immediately stretched out his hand, and Chen Xianrong's soul was sucked in, and it kept shrinking, becoming only the size of a palm. There is only strength in the soul of a person, and there is no difference between size and size. Even if it shrinks like fine dust, there is no problem.

Fang Hong shook his hand lightly and stuffed his soul into the body of a goldfish. Any soul, if it has no sustenance, will dissipate, even ghosts. The sustenance of the ghost lies in the power of that incense.

He was determined to put Chen Xianrong's soul into the goldfish, so that it would no longer be a rootless source, and perhaps there would be a chance to survive. After all, goldfish's blood is cold, and they are naturally full of cold aura, and they will not reject things like souls. If you change it to a pig or dog, or even a bird, the blood contained in it may burn the soul.

Chen Xianrong is a mortal, he has not cultivated soul, and his will is weak, and it is likely that a slight burning of blood and qi can make his soul fly away.

"Whoa. As Chen Xianrong's soul entered the goldfish's body, the red goldfish's tail slapped suddenly, making a large splash, and then it stiffened and sank straight into the river.

"Next. "Above the goldfish's body, a crack suddenly appeared, and a trace of blood spilled out. Chen Xianrong is the soul of a human being, and with the body of a goldfish, he can never withstand it.

"Go. Fang Hong flicked his fingers, and a trace of incense wrapped around the goldfish's body. Incense can temper the body, which he has long practiced. For example, his body has become more adapted to the dwelling of the divine body because it is often tempered by incense.

His divine body is much stronger than Chen Xianrong's soul. Therefore, he planned to temper the body of the goldfish to adapt to the dwelling of the soul.

An incense ...... Two incense ...... Three incense ......

The cracks on the goldfish's body no longer grow, and the blood no longer flows, but the body is still trembling slightly, obviously, it is still under great pressure.

This is also a very normal thing, in the soul of a person, there is a unique breath that belongs to a person, and it must be very difficult to forcibly stuff it into a goldfish.

After a stalemate of incense, the goldfish suddenly flapped its tail and scurried around in the water. "Crackling" splashes everywhere.

In his eyes, there was a hint of human expression, which was clearly frightened. Its mouth opened and closed, as if it wanted to speak, but only bubbles were spitted out.