Chapter 617: Give you a miracle

The master craftsman of the secret law, knowing what he can do, can't do it.
The peril and distress of the human race at the time were not understandable by those who now live behind the city walls.
When the beast rises, humans may still be able to resist in terms of high-end force.
After all, there are disputes in various countries, and there are also masters to fight, and there are even top-level strong men in the divine realm, which can contend with the ninth-order ancient beasts in the natural divine realm.
But in terms of quantity, there is a huge gap.
The herd of wild animals, rushing to the right, even the strong ones, have no ability to protect ordinary people and cultivate weaker ones.
Thousands of beast tides can easily destroy one city and one country.
Even those who are slightly higher can escape if they are not dead fighting, but once civilians are killed in large numbers, the human race will become a source of water and no roots. Can it be maintained by a few masters?
If you continue like this, it won't be long before human beings become extinct!
What the mysterious master is diligently seeking is not his own cultivation of supernatural power, but how to use his own ability to rescue more people.
He has never been lost, never desperate, dedicated himself to one,
--odd! trace!
Then he finally waited.
The blood and iron turned into a strong city, and the human race finally had a way to protect the weak, and it could continue.
In his mind, is there any limit?
Even at the most desperate and frustrating moment, the secret master craftsman's choice is to persist, wait, and work hard.
Maybe the sun will shine all over the world in the next second!
"He believes in miracles."
With emotion, Shen Zhenyi stroked the sword.
"Then, let me show you the miracles that the Master Secret has ever seen!"
Huh!
Shen Zhenyi pointed at the sky with a sword, and only listened to the tearing sound from the sky.
"what is this?"
The hard-blooded disciples exclaimed.
The elders also looked at the sky in disbelief. Sha Wucai and Qiu Fengye felt that they were well-informed, but they also opened their mouths and never saw such scenes.
Guang Shengjun twisted his beard and smiled, finally it's your turn to startle your jaw!
Military Black Division and King Luo Tiantian looked at each other, and they could see the gloom, astonishment and worry in each other's eyes.
The sky is cracked.
It's a real split feeling.
As if the sword of Shen Zhenyi, cut off the sky.
Originally the red clouds dispersed and the sky was dim, but the finger of Shen Zhenyi separated the haze, the shadow rolled up to both sides, and a dense red cloud emerged in the cracks.
"miracle"
Master Iron Blood murmured to himself, hands folded.
Suddenly, he felt a sense of thoroughness.
"Master Secret Master, but please be ashamed and go all out, so you can move with sincerity. If every move is first, save the people first, why are there troubles and irritability?"
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly.
The iron blood men are, of course, doing good deeds. They sacrifice themselves and protect the iron entrance. This is already the most dazzling light in this troubled world.
However, people have flaws. They live in obsession for a long time and suppress themselves with strict discipline and precepts. People often become rigid and serious, and they are not touched by life.
When an organization that exists for rescue does not understand the meaning of life, how to maintain love and tenderness?
If it continues like this, it will soon decay and surface.
"come here."
Shen Zhenyi beckoned and let Master Jiexue come forward.
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Brother Tiexue's eyes were clear, knees up, kneeling in front of Shen Zhenyi, bowing his head.
"Shen Sangong's words and deeds are deafening and trembling, but I am so fortunate that the son wakes up, otherwise it will be a big mistake!"
No wonder Master has never designated himself as the heir to the next-generation mystic master. There is still dust in his heart.
If this dust cannot be wiped out, then you have become a heir, and the blood is not pure, and the wall may not be strong.
"Once you become enlightened, you have a destiny."
Shen Zhenyi did not blame him.
There are very few people who can master Brother Jagged. He may be broad or unreasonable, but at least he has the determination to dedicate his life to the people.
With this big love, the rest of the sections can be amended.
"go with!"
Shen Zhenyi's magic sword trembled, and a drop of fine blood condensed in the torn red cloud, falling and unbiased, hovering in front of Brother Iron Blood.
Suddenly, the cracks in the sky were closed and the sky was white and clear, as if nothing had happened.
Only that drop of radiant blood like ruby ​​was floating, proving that everything they saw was not an illusion.
"This is the blood of the master craftsman you want. How to use it, please choose."
Shen Zhenyi put down the sword and turned and left.
Master Ironblood thumped three heads and said without hesitation: "From now on, you should be transformed with fine blood and receive the secret law inheritance. From today, you will be in the iron hall to redeem sentient beings with blood. ! "
"The three sons gave me this miracle and gave me this opportunity. I am grateful. It will be like a day for decades. I dare not forget the son's teachings!"
Only with great love for the human race, and only with real determination, can the days of for decades be as sweet as ever.
If only by patience and self-discipline, pain will ultimately only cause the roots of evil!
He suddenly understood Master and understood himself.
"it is good."
Shen Zhenyi patted her hand gently, "You've realized it. Since then, think of yourself."
He turned his back to the big brother, but his face also showed respect.
Although there has been a stray path, the old master of iron blood finally understood the true meaning of sacrifice.
He devoted his life to great courage.
Such people have been few since ancient times.
Whether strong or weak, it is worthy of respect.
Master Jiexue reached out and picked the blood in front of him, sent it to his mouth, swallowed his teeth!
Suddenly, the blood-like flames boiling around his body turned red, as if burning.
-It is indeed burning.
But with a calm eyebrow and no pain, he sat cross-legged on the high platform.
I saw that the altar sank into the ground inch by inch, and his body, like a giant tree, began to plant on this land.
Sprout.
My body, my blood, donate this land.
"Ma'am! Ma'am!"
"The secret master craftsman!"
"My lord!"
A crowd of iron men, praised in unison, worshipped with pious faces on their faces, and fell to their knees on the ground.
Shen Zhenyi drifted away and returned to the side of Chu Huoluo and others. Then he turned around and saw the entire altar sank to the ground. Brother Iron Blood, like the old white-haired old man, was half-immersed in the mud.
Blood slowly began to pour out.
The mud began to stir up.
The iron porch was made, heirs were once again, and they were working again.
In the distance, the sunset is still, and the blood is vast!