84_84717 The strength of the soul is directly related to a person's understanding.

Dusty Wind is relying on himself to be a god refiner, and he is already a god refiner who has cultivated in the half-saint realm.

In addition, the Dust Wind's refining method is quite special.

Therefore, the dust wind has a little confidence to make a three-quarter hour agreement with the false Buddha.

It's a pity that Dustwind still overestimated himself.

Three quarters of an hour were fast to pass, and Dustwind still had no clue.

Even with the Heavenly Demons practicing mantras and mudras, Dust Wind still showed no signs of epiphany.

Chance, the more advanced the person, the more you need chance.

When the opportunity comes, even a hint of breeze passing by may induce an epiphany.

Or just the traces left by an ant crawling on the ground, it can be very emotional.

However, once the opportunity is not enough, even if you give your life, you may not be able to get the slightest.

That's why it's often said that luck is also a form of strength.

Serendipity is luck.

And Dusty Wind is carrying the Heavenly Dao karmic fruit, and it is obvious that his chances are lower than ordinary people.

Therefore, even though Dusty Wind tried, he did not gain anything.

There always seems to be something stuck somewhere, leaving Dusty Wind with a lot of thoughts and disorganized.

"What should I do, the time is coming, do we really have to be trapped here?"

But the more this happens, the more the dust wind can't calm down.

In life-and-death emergencies, it's easy to lose yourself and lose your heart.

Dustwind is in such a state at this time.

"No, I'm not reconciled, my brother I want to protect, whoever wants to touch my brother, step on my corpse. ”

Dusty Wind's heart was filled with unwillingness and resentment.

Dust's unwillingness comes from his dissatisfaction with his own strength.

If he has great strength, he can kill any enemy.

If Jean has strong strength, he can protect the one he wants to protect.

If he had great strength, he would not have faced such a cruel choice today.

He resented even more, resenting why there were always people in the world who wanted to trouble him.

From the moment he was reborn, trouble followed him.

Dustwind forced himself to keep running forward.

Dustwind has always believed that as long as he can run faster than trouble, there will be no more trouble to find him.

However, now that Dusty Wind has only woken up, the faster he runs, the more trouble will follow.

Even if the troubles that caught up are solved, new ones will continue to emerge.

He can only keep breaking through, keep running, can't stop, can't slack off.

Until now, he has run to the point where he is now, but he still can't get rid of trouble.

And in the near future, even more trouble awaits him.

Wait until the heroic spirits of the gods awaken, wait until the reincarnation of the world comes, and that is the real trouble.

Because he is the lucky one who has awakened the bloodline of the gods.

He will be the first target of the gods, demons, and even the Heroic Beasts to attack.

Even his brothers, his women, were not spared.

Because among the brothers of the dust wind, among the women, all of them are people with extraordinary blood or physique.

These people will be the sweets in the eyes of the gods and demons.

The dust and wind hate, he hates the world, he hates the injustice of heaven.

The bloodline and physique of these people are not obtained out of thin air, are they destined to become other people's wedding dresses?

No!

The dust wind roared in his heart.

My life is up to me, and the anger of Dusty Wind, the resentment in Dusty Wind's heart drowned out Dusty Wind's reason.

No one can control me, no one can control the fate of my brothers, my women.

Just like the code that the Divine Blood Emperor said to Dust Wind, whoever wants to kill me, I will kill whom!

If heaven is unfair, then the heavens and the earth will be destroyed.

If humanity is unfair, then slaughter the gods and destroy the demons.

Under the impact of this blood, Dusty Wind's whole person was like a wild beast.

Full of bloodthirstiness and high morale.

The indomitable soul, the more frustrated the more courageous the fighting spirit, the unprecedented high.

There has never been such a moment when the dust wind has come back, and there is such a strong ambition and fighting spirit.

At this time, don't say it's a fake Buddha, even if you are facing the real gods and demons, the dust wind dares to break through the cauldron and sink the boat until death.

However, just when the fighting spirit brewing in the chest of the dust wind became more and more high, and became more and more uncontrollable, the false Buddha panicked.

The false Buddha has been waiting for the answer from the dusty wind.

He was also ready to seal the Futu Tower at any time.

However, seeing that three quarters of an hour were about to pass, the temperament of the dust wind suddenly changed at this moment.

Become aggressive, become terrifying.

It's a fierce fighting spirit.

Not as domineering as a killer.

There is no hatred so red fruit.

But there is a kind of heroism that wants to compete with the heavens.

Under this kind of heroic fighting spirit, the false Buddha felt that not only his breath had changed, but also his appearance and soul had changed.

Looking at the slightly thin body of the dust wind, the false Buddha felt that it was as majestic as a mountain.

The ordinary appearance became as sharp as if a knife had been cut with an axe.

The false Buddhas all felt that they were standing in front of the dust and wind, and they were a little afraid to look directly at the dust wind, and they were dazzling when they looked at it.

"How so?" the false Buddha instinctively took a few steps back, muttering to his mouth.

The False Buddha really couldn't imagine how a person's breath and soul could suddenly undergo such a drastic change.

It's just three quarters of an hour.

What happened to Dustwind in these three quarters of an hour?

"This kid actually broke through the shackles and forcibly got the opportunity!" At this time, the spirit in the Zhenshen Bead was also very shocked.

A person's fate is determined by heaven.

Dust and wind are obviously not enough.

But Dusty Wind has an unyielding soul, and he has the heart of a brave man who ignores the way of heaven.

The way of heaven could not hinder him.

Man will win the day, maybe it is the current situation of the dust wind!

It's just that who in the world can really do it?

"Human, when the time comes, sue me for your choice, and if you hesitate, I will immediately seal the Futu Tower, and we will all be burned!"

The false Buddha roared.

But his roaring voice could not hide the fear in his heart.

Reason told him that he couldn't give Dusty Wind any more time.

"Okay, I'll tell you my answer now!"

Dustwind suddenly opened his eyes.

Two golden rays of light **** came out from the eyes of the dust wind.

Under the backdrop of the two golden rays of light, the fighting spirit on Chenfeng's body skyrocketed even more.

Just this fighting spirit on Chenfeng's body was enough to make ordinary Saint Realm powerhouses unbearable, and they had to be frightened by life.

As strong as a fake Buddha, he was terrified.

He took a few steps back in fear again.

"Nine-character mantra, fight. ”。