Chapter 1196: Chiyan

Chapter 1196: Red Flame
"Roar,……"
A huge roar, if a peerless beast emerges from the cage, a fierce breath sweeps the world, even the clouds above nine days are scattered, and the surrounding space rises and falls, distorted vision, then Like the ripples on the lake.
Before the waterfall, a beast vacated. It was majestic in appearance, as tall as a few feet, with a horrible face, its mouth wide open, and devouring the vitality between the surrounding heaven and earth. Below it, a shimmering glove appeared There, the shocking atmosphere is rippling.
"It's done."
Feng Hao's gaze was not placed on the fierce beast, but on the red glittering fist. Faintly, he felt that this glove was like his own arm. In his heart, there was a blood-line illusion.
"Try it, it doesn't fit."
Haotian also showed a touch of fatigue on his steel-like face at this time, and said to Feng Hao in a gentle tone.
As long as the materials are sufficient, it is not difficult for him to cast the holy soldier, but it is also extremely painful and laborious.
"laugh,……"
Hearing his weak voice, Feng Hao was awake, with a flick of his fingers, a of medicine penetrated into his body.
"this is……"
Feeling the refreshing medicinal properties that are flowing in the body, Haotian stunned, the pupils were slightly dilated, and even if these medicinal properties were triggered, it spread throughout the body.
He remembered the legend about the Lord of Xuwu ...
The master of virtual martial arts of each generation controls the only sacred pharmacopoeia in the world, the Divine Pesticide Codex.
Therefore, he was relieved very quickly and didn't ask much, but he was even more certain in his heart that Feng Hao did not lie, and he was really the master of virtual martial arts of this generation.
At this time, Feng Hao thought, and the original suspended gloves floated towards him, at the same time, the surrounding vision slowly disappeared.
"Hmm ..."
If the sound of metal impact is clear, the shimmering glove is directly attached to Feng Hao's right-hand fist, covering his entire forearm. The metal texture is cold and cold. The breath spread out, and it seemed seamless, this arm was made of metal.
Feng Hao moved his knuckles without feeling a bit of a hindrance. The glove on his hand felt like he was covered with a layer of tulle. There was no burden at all. On the contrary, in this punch Within the envelope, he felt a presence of energy that was so suffocating.
"It's so strong, it's worthy of being a holy soldier."
Feng Hao was shaking in his heart. Looking at the shining gloves in his hands, he felt like he was dreaming.
He even had a holy soldier.
However, as soon as you want the power of the giant in front of you, this seems to be a matter of course.
It is just that with his current practice, he cannot yet exert the true power of this glove, but if he is promoted to the Holy Order, maybe the situation will be different.
This is the case. This glove can also let him burst out of his power several times.
This is why Haotian saw him for his strength, so he specially cast him gloves.
"Thank you, Master."
Feng Hao sincerely thanked Haotian, and a heartless speech moved.
The two are just meeting each other, but the world-famous foundry master in front of him is helping himself as a nameless kid.
This deeply touched him. At the same time, he was determined in the heart, and he would forge a true emperor in the future to fulfill Haotian's wishes.
"Just fit."
On Haotian's steel-like face, soft lines appeared, "Give it a name yourself."
"Ok."
Feng Hao nodded, his gaze was on the gloves in his hand.
Above the glove, the texture everywhere is mottled, just like it was born without any flaws. The fist body flashes with red cold light, just like a red flame beating. As soon as his eyes lighted, his mouth said, "Just call it Chiyan."
"Hmm ..."
The gloves groaned naturally, just as they were screaming, and the light flashed continuously.
"Well, get along with it in the future."
Seeing the tacit understanding between the two, Haotian nodded with satisfaction. "Go and prepare for it, go with me to Xuanmingtian."
When he went to prepare the materials, he already knew the latest developments of the Lord Wumu's tomb, so he didn't dare to delay.
"it is good."
Upon hearing this, Feng Hao quickly converged on his emotions, thanked him again, and then hurried away towards the valley.
"This boy ... can he break the curse of the Void Lord."
Looking at his back, Haotian's eyes showed a look of worry.
It is true that the master of virtual martial arts in each generation is a peerless figure, but at the end of his life or at the peak, all of them are falling down, almost disappearing and disappearing silently in a forbidden or dangerous place somewhere.
Because of his identity, he knows some rumors about the Lord of the Virtual Martial Arts ...
Although the body of virtual martial arts can bring extraordinary talent and strength to each generation of virtual martial arts masters, but this is a magic spell. Each generation of virtual martial arts masters seems to be ... Dejected.
There are advantages and disadvantages to everything.
How can a mortal body withstand supreme power.
Of course, he was shocked to learn that Feng Hao himself was the master of this generation of virtual martial arts. He also knew that Feng Hao would eventually reach its peak. However, in this eternal age, no one has broken the curse, Feng Hao Energy No break ,.
He was not sure.
"Ugh……"
Under the waterfall, he sighed.
...
"Brother Ho."
Seeing Feng Hao coming back, including Qiong Linger, who was about to enter the finals, all came out to meet him. With a look of excitement, he couldn't see him in one day, and he refused to stick to Feng Hao.
After a tender tenderness, Feng Hao converged a smile on his face.
The matter of "Xuan Ming Tian" cannot be delayed any longer.
"Brother Ho, what's wrong?"
Qiong Linger, who was tired in his arms, was the first to notice his abnormality, and raised his brows slightly, and asked.
"Just a little thing needs to go out to deal with it. Maybe it will take a while to come back, so let's come and say hello to you first."
Feng Hao retracted Yan Qing's arm, reached out and smoothed her frown, and said with a faint smile.
He doesn't want the three women to worry about himself, and, after possessing the gloves of this holy soldier, he is more confident to face those geniuses from all ethnic groups,
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