After Wei Dafu finished speaking, the treasure armor in his hand flew out flat, as if someone was lifting it, and slowly flew in front of Geng Fengfeng.

This is also showing his hand in front of Geng Jingfeng, this subtle control of Gang Qi is enough to prove that he is a martial emperor on an equal footing with Geng Jingfeng, Wei Dafu has put his body so low, he Geng Jingfeng is crazy, I'm afraid he won't be able to send it.

As soon as Geng Jingfeng stretched out his hand, the silkworm Ruyi Jia fell on Geng Jingfeng's hand.

Looking at the jade shining treasure armor in his hand, he nodded with satisfaction, and Geng Jingfeng pretended to be apologetic: "I was eager to save people before, and I accidentally broke the statue at the door of the forging guild, it doesn't matter, right?" ”

Miss? Why did God miss it? This black face is so shameless!

The fat on Wei Dafu's face trembled: "It's okay, just shape another one." ”

"Well, that's fine, in the future, I hope that the Forging Guild will look up at this day more, don't see a dark cloud and stir up the wind and rain, some things can be molded, and some things are broken, but they may not be able to be molded again......" Geng Jingfeng said lightly.

Wei Dafu heard the threat and smiled: "The world is stormy, my forging guild will observe every day, Lord Geng, the treasure armor has been sent, so I won't send it slowly." ”

I am already angry in my heart, others are afraid of you, but I, Wei Dafu, am not afraid.

When Wei Dafu spoke, Geng Jingfeng was picking up Zhao Wen and turned around to leave, but stopped when he heard the words.

didn't turn around, just turned his back to Wei Dafu, Geng said in shock: "I forgot to say, there was a sneaky man before, carrying a forged silver spear that was exactly the same as the one used in my student's hand, and wanted to assassinate a beast chariot driver, but I killed him." The one inserted at the door of your forging guild is it, your forging guild might as well help me check whether this forging silver spear is from my martial arts academy or from your forging guild. ”

After saying this, Geng Jingfeng's figure flashed and disappeared.

Only Wei Dafu was left standing at the gate of the Forging Guild, his face extremely ugly.

"Goo-dong!" But it was Fan Dechang who lost too much blood and couldn't resist it, and as soon as Geng was frightened and left, his spirit was relaxed, and he fell to the ground......

Nightmare!

An absolute nightmare! Because Zhao Wen was scolded again!

Zhao Wen felt that his memory was absolutely not wrong, the last time he was in a coma, he was scolded by something, and this time it was again.

Who the hell is scolding themselves? Why do you always curse yourself to death?

Turning over and over just a few words, "Idiot, waste, dying!" ”

Zhao Wen even felt a little bored, this level of scolding is really not good.

seemed to feel Zhao Wen's thoughts, and the scolding gradually dissipated, but a red silk thread came to Zhao Wen in a twist and turn, and the tail of the silk thread swayed in front of Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen's heart was tickled when he was teased, his fingers were just within reach, and he chased forward if he couldn't reach it, chasing and chasing, but he couldn't touch the red silk thread.

Zhao Wen's stubbornness is committed, so he doesn't believe in this evil! I'm chasing!

I don't know how long I chased it, anyway, Zhao Wen was not tired and didn't feel it, as if he had been chasing for a long time, the silk thread in front of him was getting thicker and thicker, bigger and bigger, and it was red.

No, what kind of silk thread is this, this is obviously a river of blood......

A river of blood suspended in the void, twisting and twisting, and stinging to the sky.

There seemed to be countless humanoid, beast-shaped, and even strange-shaped blood-red creatures in the blood river, struggling densely, roaring silently, desperately stretching out all kinds of hands, claws, and so on beyond the blood river.

The next moment, somehow, he fell into the river of blood, and was entangled by countless strange things and drifted up the river of blood, no matter how Zhao Wen struggled, it was useless.

In the river of blood, Zhao Wen floated and fell, sometimes struggling out of the river, sometimes falling under the river, his limbs dancing in a daze......

Apothecary.

A stone house was steaming, and a large copper basin was stuck on the ground, and the ground was carved with dense runes.

The copper basin was filled with blood-red elixir, and Zhao Wen, who was naked, was soaked in it.

At this time, Zhao Wen's face was distorted, his limbs kept struggling, and the medicine in the stirred copper basin splashed everywhere.

Geng Jingfeng was holding his hands behind his back, looking at Zhao Wen who was constantly struggling, and asked an old man in white standing next to him suspiciously: "Elder Jia, what's going on?" ”

Elder Jia was also confused: "It shouldn't be, although this son has shed a lot of blood and is seriously injured, but my Medicine Guild's Blood Sea Elixir specializes in treating the disease of dying from excessive blood loss, which can not only quickly replenish the qi and blood of the injured, but also warm and nourish the body of the injured, and even has a certain effect on purifying the blood of the injured. ”

Geng Jingfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Does your potion stimulate the spirit?" ”

Elder Jia shook his head resolutely: "There is absolutely no way, none of the materials used to make this Blood Sea Elixir can affect the spirit. ”

After thinking for a moment, Elder Jia shook his head again and said, "All materials that have an impact on the spirit are extremely rare, and it is impossible to use them to refine the Blood Sea Elixir. ”

At this time, Zhao Wen in the copper basin gradually calmed down and did not move.

Elder Jia said: "Hall Master Geng doesn't have to worry, this kid has a good physique, and when you sent it, you used Gang Qi to protect his internal organs, and he can be cured in less than three days." ”

"Hmm!" Geng Jingfeng nodded and said: "Then trouble Elder Jia, I still need to go back to the Martial Academy to deal with some things, it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, and now this Panling City is also turbulent, so I have to make some preparations in advance."

I will also convey your words to the dean of my Martial Academy, Elder Jia, rest assured. ”

"That's good, Hall Master Geng walks slowly, and the old man still has to maintain the fire talisman array on this ground, so that the potion is always at a constant temperature, so it is inconvenient to send it away." Elder Jia stared at the rune path on the ground.

Geng frightened Feng waved his hand and walked out on his own.

River of Blood.

Zhao Wen felt his body slowly float up from the river of blood, and his eyes were red with blood.

In addition to the river of blood under his feet, there was also a river of blood flying and writhing in the void, endless, and his eyes were full of blood red, almost filling Zhao Wen's field of vision.

What the hell is this, what the hell is this?

"Mortal, see that I still don't kneel!"

An extremely ethereal and grand voice rumbled as if it came from outside the sky, which made Zhao Wen's heart tremble.

Behind the river of blood rises a huge and boundless throne of skeletons.

Zhao Wen finally saw the source of the countless blood rivers in the void.

The boundless Throne of Skeletons is made up of countless skulls as white as jade, with different shapes and sizes, seemingly covering countless races.

A river of blood sprang out of the eye sockets of each skull, writhing in the void.

And on the top of the Skeleton Throne, there was an incomparably large figure, which even seemed to be unable to accommodate this void, and could only barely feel that it was a human form.

The humanoid body was shrouded in blood-red light, which was not very real, and there seemed to be a larger blood wheel slowly rotating behind it.

Compared with Zhao Wen, it was as small as a speck of dust, this boundless, majestic and transcendent sense of oppression made Zhao Wen even stop breathing, as if it was a blasphemy.

"Mole ants! On your knees! Hong Zhong's loud voice rumbled down from the void above his head again, the difference was that this time it seemed to carry a trace of anger, which made Zhao Wen feel weak and couldn't help but kneel......

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