"Just one step away. ”

Chen Fusheng shook his head secretly, dispersed the mana blessed on the chess game of life and death, restored it into chaos, put his fingers together, "fished" the illusory full moon out of the chessboard, sandwiched it between his fingers, slowly rubbed it, and carefully felt the subtle rhythm from the silk thread that followed like a shadow with his fingertips, and his divine thoughts diverged and traced back to the source.

For a while, Chen Fusheng's ears suddenly sounded a whisper, fragmented, extraordinarily messy, instilled into the depths of his sea of knowledge, different from any language popular on the Norland continent, the semantics are much more simple and simple, but the information contained in it is not affected in the slightest, pointing directly to the heart lake.

With a flash of inspiration, these spiritual fluctuations were all intercepted outside the sea of knowledge.

Accumulating these fragmentary sentences and sorting out the context, Chen Fusheng tried to piece them together.

Although it didn't work out, it was not too far from the truth.

Not surprisingly, it can be regarded as a "distress" message sent by the goddess of the silver moon.

After all, the Heavenly Silver Moon and the Silver Moon Goddess were conceived from the origin of heaven and earth on the Norland Continent, and were inextricably linked with this heaven and earth, although the unknown wizard used his great divine power to divide the space and move it out and detain it. But since this Gangaro bloodline was able to evolve the Silver Moon Phantom, he knew that the roots had not been completely severed, and there was still the possibility of re-breeding.

I don't know what kind of means this silver moon goddess used, and she actually broke through the spatial barrier created by the wizard and sent the news.

Not to mention that the voice information of this Silver Moon Goddess became extremely faint and vague after passing through the distant space and the weakening and destruction of the Void Storm.

It's like this Gangaro Blood Clan's strength level, even if it is placed in the entire Norland Continent, it is not a mediocre hand, and it is only one step away from the most top-notch group of peak people. The bloodline physique has a deep relationship with the Silver Moon Goddess or the Heavenly Silver Moon, and can even evolve the Silver Moon Phantom and mobilize the power of the law realm in the underworld to bless his body, but he is unaware of the cry for help.

It wasn't until the breath and blood on his body were intercepted by Chen Fusheng that he threw himself into the game of life and death to remove all the "impurities" that he figured out a little clue about it.

What's more, after she disappeared along with the silver moon in the sky, those priests who believed in her sacrificed, and they died one after another without divine power to maintain the vitality of their bodies, less than half of them survived, and their strength plummeted to the bottom, no different from mortals who were powerless, even listening to the oracle could not do it, even if there were one or two people who were favored by her and had deep entanglements in qi, they could get away with hearing a little, and it was difficult to organize manpower to find traces, and even break the seal to rescue them.

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"The gates of hell are in your hands, but where is Darklight Assamet?"

With one step, the black mist on his body dissipated, and the head of Gangaro no longer concealed his momentum, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, with a sharp edge and a fierce and fierce aura.

Especially on his wrist, a line of blood seemed to suddenly come to life, circling and rolling like a spiritual snake, which further fueled his momentum.

At this moment, even if the surrounding blood clans were of astonishing ranks, they still couldn't help but take a step back in unison to avoid their edge for the time being.

In a way, the Assammet clan is specialized in the art of killing, and there are many precedents for the following, especially after he has urged the ancient pool of blood that he carried with him with all his might.

Originally, although everyone joined forces to attack Chen Fusheng, they didn't really think about doing anything.

After all, Torredot, the two branches of Remuel are obviously closely related to him, and although the black-robed wizard did not enter, his identity also has a deterrent effect.

They just want to win back a city from the momentum, so as to take the initiative in the next specific negotiation deal, so as not to be led by the nose by the side of the Remuel family.

What's more, they couldn't figure out the depth of Chen Fusheng.

After knowing that Chen Fusheng might defeat or even kill the Dark Light Assammet who was carrying a holy weapon head-on, he would not rashly make a bird.

However, because of this, it is possible to see the temptation to keep each other's hands really evolve towards a situation of life and death.

Whether it is to avenge the rising star and future heir of the family, Darklight Assamet, or to restore the lost reputation of the Asammet family, or to recover the holy artifact that has been passed down from generation to generation of the family, the head of the Asammet family has no chance of keeping his hands.

However, this is a good thing for the other blood clans, through the two of them, they have a more accurate guess of Chen Fusheng's true strength, which will also help them decide what kind of attitude is the most appropriate to adopt towards Chen Fusheng's side.

As for whether this Asammet bloodline will be lost here, it is not in their consideration.

Since the Asammet clan is a neutral clan, it is naturally not close to the Secret Hidden Alliance and the Demon Banquet Alliance.

Instead, because of their family traditions, their goal is only to draw blood in order to quickly advance to the legendary True Ancestor ranks.

In fact, there is a high probability that other blood clans will fall into their prey in the process, and there will be a stepping stone in the process.

If Assammet loses two heavyweights in quick succession, it won't be all bad for the other clans. Anyway, their alliance is also formed by the situation, it is extremely loose, and it may collapse and dissolve at any time.

"He's interested in my blood, and I'm not going to keep it. ”

The palm stretched out, and the drop of essence blood that had been refined by the chess game of life and death reappeared, dripping and spinning on the fingertips, shining brightly, Chen Fusheng smiled and said, "What, do you want to get justice for him?"

Before the words fell, the momentum on Chen Fusheng's body first sank to the bottom, and then rose again, it was already completely changed, extremely tragic, as if he could kill everything, exterminate all things in heaven and earth, compared to the killing intent shown by this Asamet blood clan, it was even more awe-inspiring and domineering, and vaguely, it had jumped out of the realm of life and death in time and space, pointing to a higher level.

The two strands seemed to be similar, but there were subtly different qi engines inside that collided in this secret room, and even if they didn't use any magical means, the air was still torn apart, shattering into invisible dust, and the ripples trembled endlessly.

Everyone in the field is experienced, even if they don't understand the true meaning, but they also know that both of them are nurturing momentum, and when the momentum is cultivated, no, at the critical moment when it will not be successful, they will take the lead, infuse the whole body power into it, and send out a shocking blow, and strive to determine the outcome with one move.