The night was deep, no matter which direction he looked, he couldn't catch even the slightest bit of light, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, there was a strange sense of weightlessness, which made Chen Fei's eyebrows furrow slightly, and a trace of uneasiness appeared in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Monarch of the Sword?

I don't know why, seeing the figure of the Sword Monarch, Chen Fei became more and more uneasy in his heart, but seeing that the familiar back was getting farther and farther away, almost disappearing into the darkness, he couldn't care about the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and turned into a black shadow under his feet, thinking that the figure of the Sword Monarch Night was flying away, the latter seemed to also sense Chen Fei's approach, stopped and stood in place, which made Chen Fei's heart feel a little calmer, and his body fell lightly beside the Sword Monarch, and asked suspiciously: " Lord Sword Monarch, what the hell is this place, do you know?"

"I don't know. The voice was still cold, but it was even more cold and indifferent, making Chen Fei's brows furrow slightly, and just about to speak, suddenly a bright and cold sword intent suddenly erupted, and then the sharp pain that went straight into the soul made Chen Fei's face stiffen, and viscous red blood continued to gush out from a hideous wound in his chest and abdomen, and he looked at the figure who was fighting side by side with life and death in disbelief - calm and indifferent on the still cold and stunning face, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, the pure white eyes were like the most perfect gems, without half variegation!

Also included, the Mark of the Godkiller!

"How... Maybe!" Holding that hideous wound, Chen Fei's pale face was full of disbelief, but in the next moment, the pure sword intent that he was extremely familiar with widened in his pupils, until. Devour him completely!

"Ahh~"

In the wooden house of Dawn City, a figure that was originally quiet and sleeping sat up suddenly, gasping sharply, and the change in the qi in the house woke up the two people who were guarding his bedside directly, and the black-haired young man who had woken up on the bed made a hint of joy appear on the tired faces of the two, and the burly Nightmare Lord stepped out of the room directly. Rushed to the place where the other Terran demigods were strong - the Sword Monarch left, Shura was seriously injured and unconscious, these days those ordinary soldiers who don't know the details are better, and all the Terran demigods are in a sluggish state of losing their backbone, and in the long run, even if they don't need any enemies, they themselves will lose their ability to resist.

Now, Shura Chen Fei, wake up!

In the wooden house. Chen Fei didn't notice the Nightmare Lord's departure at all, his eyes were blank, and his mind was full of images from his previous dreams—endless darkness, brilliant and pure sword intent, and...

Those pure white eyes without a hint of variegation!

"Damn... ”

A trace of hideous killing intent flashed across Chen Fei's face - the Night of the Sword Monarch, the strongest man of the human race who had beheaded the crown of the ten gods, Chen Fei clearly remembered that the golden Godslayer Mark swirled in the depths of his pure white pupils, luxurious and demonic. And not that cold and indifferent color.

With that kind of pure white eyes and cold and indifferent temperament, there was only one existence in Chen Fei's memory—the original Sword Monarch. Or ...

Sword God, White!

"Lord Chen Fei, Lord Chen Fei?" At this moment, a gentle voice sounded softly in Chen Fei's ears, making his consciousness finally return to reality, and his pitch-black eyes moved slightly, no longer as dazed as before. A gentle woman in a white robe beside her sighed softly when she saw this, and smiled gently at Chen Fei: "Lord Chen Fei, you have been asleep for three days, I don't know if you feel any discomfort?"

"I've been asleep for three days?"

The woman's words made Chen Fei slightly stunned, and then closed his eyes slightly tiredly. The last scene I saw was revisited in front of me, the powerless self, and the Sword Monarch who followed the Lord of Death and Life to leave, then... Was the Sword God White I saw before just a nightmare?

But is it really just a dream?

Seeing that Chen Fei didn't seem to want to say anything, the celebrity human demigod just smiled lightly, slowly stretched out his right hand, and the golden healing law line fell on Chen Fei's body like a falling feather, quickly repairing the somewhat weak body of the black-haired young man.

After the light feather completely disappeared, Chen Fei felt that some strength had been recovered in his body, although he was not able to liberate the treasure yet, but the basic battle should be nothing, the human race demigod breathed lightly, the lotus step moved lightly, and picked up a crystal bottle from the table on the side, in which the pure white light rippled a little, exuding a faint warm aura.

"Lord Chen Fei, this is what the Sword Monarch left for you. Gently handing the crystal bottle to Chen Fei, the female demigod whispered: "She also left you a photo crystal, and put it on the table, you can take it yourself, stay outside the door, if you have something, you can call me." After saluting Chen Fei gently, the human demigod slowly walked out of the door, and after a click, Chen Fei was the only one left in the room.

"Give it to me ... Left behind?"

After muttering softly, Chen Fei gently unscrewed the crystal bottle and drank the pure white warm liquid, which was different from the warmth in his perception, but when the liquid entered his throat, it gave people a sense of purity, just like the man's sword. That pure aura circulated rapidly in Chen Fei's body, attached to each of his tiny veins, making Chen Fei's body have a unique silvery-white color as if wearing a special layer of inner armor.

Frowning slightly, Chen Fei didn't know why the Sword Monarch left this strange bottle of liquid for him, he sighed helplessly, Chen Fei's right hand was slightly concave, and a unique energy flowed in the five fingers, the golden spar that was originally lying quietly on the table suddenly turned into a black shadow and shot towards Chen Fei, and was lightly buckled within his five fingers, the sword qi was excited, the diamond-shaped spar hummed and floated gently in the air, in the pale golden soft light, a familiar figure slowly appeared in front of Chen Fei, white clothes and white hair, not stained with dust, and a circle of golden runes slowly rotated in the depths of his pure white eyes。

Monarch of the Sword - Night!

Looking at the distance calmly with his eyes, the phantom of the Sword Monarch said coldly: "General Chen Fei, when you see this photo, I'm afraid I've already left, this is a fate that belongs to me, I can't escape it, I can only face it, every word I say next, you must keep it in your heart... ”

。。。。

Outside the door, more than a dozen Terran demigods had gathered in this small place, wanting to go in and take a look at Chen Fei's current situation, but the female demigod who had mastered the law of healing was firmly in front of the door, refusing to take a step out of the way no matter what her companions said, just when the rest of the demigods were restless but unable to enter, the wooden door of the room creaked and slowly opened, and in the sound of calm footsteps, Chen Fei, who had changed into a military uniform again, appeared in front of everyone, with a faint murderous intent on his cold face, glanced at everyone, and said in a low voice。

"Order, the whole army is ready!"

(Thanks for the chatter, the reward of the Flood Era, thank you) (To be continued.) )