The strong wind qi raged in the sky.

Bloody colors mixed in, and there are strange ghosts.

The collisions are filled with endless panic and murderous intent.

After the qi and blood mist collided, the layers of ripples that evaporated made the sky vaguely distorted.

The whistling wind sounded in my ears.

This is also the only sound from the outside world that Huo Zhenxiao can hear.

Apart from that, he could only hear his own breathing.

Huh... Huh...

The heavy breathing sound was like a bellows pulling.

His eyes were still sharp, but he turned blood-red, like a ghost or a demon.

Everything around me, wherever I see, is blood red.

Even the hideous faces of those hidden people turned blood red in his sight.

They were faces comparable to demons, some were gloomy, some were hideous, some were crazy...

But every hidden person opened his mouth wide, as if he was roaring and scolding something.

But Huo Zhenxiao couldn't hear all this!

After using the secret technique, he had been in a stalemate for a long time and killed two hidden people in front of the formation. It seemed like a shocking move, but in fact it consumed a lot of money on him.

The instant life of twenty years was born, and the result was a sudden increase again.

But as the hidden world said, secret techniques are secret techniques after all, and must have a price.

His secret technique was passed down by Chen Daojun. The price he paid to be able to perform to this level is already very small.

But now, it has almost touched his limit.

A series of fierce offensives come from all angles.

Unparalleled.

Each path is enough to split a piece of gold and break the long river.

Huo Zhenxiao waved the silver dragon spear, the blood mist evaporated, bringing up the blood curtain to the sky, blocking all the energy that was seeking life.

The rising blood curtain, under the waving of the silver dragon spear, formed a solid curtain wall around him, and it was splashed in water.

This intense battle made Huo Zhenxiao's condition worsen sharply.

The wounds on the body kept oozing out blood, turning into blood mist and rising up.

And his appearance is also aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The twenty-year life span was a sudden increase in strength, and as long as the secret technique was maintained, Huo Zhenxiao would continue to consume.

The blood-stained white hair fluttered in the wind.

Huo Zhenxiao can no longer remember how many guns he had swung.

His arms gradually became sore and numb. Every time he swung his gun, the tearing pain from the tiger's mouth became stronger and stronger, far exceeding the other injuries on his body.

He didn't stop.

Waving the gun seemed to have become the only obsession in his heart.

The other... is to kill these hidden people in front of you.

"I can definitely do it! This is what the master said!"

Huo Zhenxiao's lips were silenced, and blood flowed out, and he also made a smile.

In a trance.

Memories about childhood emerged in his mind.

When childhood memories emerge in my mind like a movie, the fatigue, soreness and pain in my body seemed to have weakened a lot.

It was a snowy night with wind and snow.

In the darkness, a figure walked on the thick snow and made rustling footsteps.

Bang!

A cluster of flames lit up in the darkness.

Then, the flames became brighter and more vigorous.

Finally, the enthusiasm was shrouded in this small area.

The man stood with a torch and stood for a moment.

Then he squatted down and chuckled: "Good boy, you are a good seedling, I'll follow me in the future."

Then, the man gently plucked the snow in front of him with one hand and plucked the thick snow to the left and right sides, revealing a thick layer of ice under the snow.

Under the ice, there is a child.

A boy who was completely frozen was naked and fair and crystal-clear, but he was alive.

When the ice is revealed.

The man and the boy looked at each other through the transparent ice layer.

The boy blinked and looked at the man curiously.

However, the man gently pressed his left hand on the ice layer, and he didn't use much effort, just pressed it lightly.

With a click, the thick ice layer was centered on the man's palm and cracked densely packed cracks around.

The boy was stunned, his eyes as dark as a gem were filled with longing and expectation.

The man pressed it lightly again.

I don’t know how many years of ice existed, and it exploded in response.

The torch lights up.

The man leaned over and picked up the boy and lifted it into the air.

The boy smiled, and thick mist spewed out of his mouth and nose. This was the first time he had really had contact with this world.

The man also smiled, looking at the boy with spoiled eyes.

"From today, your name is Huo Zhenxiao."

"Why? What's your name?"

"You will know in the future. My name is Chen Daojun. From now on, you will follow me and call me Master. I will pass on your robe and mantle."

In the darkness.

The man pulled the boy and walked towards the darker distance, leaving only broken ice, snow, and torches that were about to be extinguished.

Far from afar.

The boy's nipples voice came: "Master, why did you break the thick ice with a light press? What I've been stuck inside and I've been trying to break it, but I just can't break it."

"Hahaha……"

Chen Daojun smiled and said, "Because you didn't believe you could break it from the beginning, you definitely couldn't break it, and I... from the beginning, I knew I could break it, so I definitely broke it."

"Zhenxiao, remember that no matter when, you must always believe in yourself. When you start to doubt yourself, from that moment on, you have failed."

A few seconds of silence.

A ignorant "Oh" sounded in the darkness.

...

Rumble...

The murderous energy bombarded the blood curtain swinged by the silver dragon spear.

The loud thunder-rolling sound echoed the sky, even covering the sound of cannon fire and shouts of killing in the distant city of Zhenjiang.

After the attack of the old ghost in Yinshan and eleven people, they all noticed something strange.

Even though the distance between everyone and Huo Zhenxiao was only a short distance, he instinctively chose to wait and see.

But they couldn't tell what was wrong with Huo Zhenxiao.

The feeling of being indecipherable made them even more creepy.

call……

A light breeze blew across the sky, carrying the bloody smell that was so strong that it was disgusting on the battlefield.

“So quiet.”

A hidden man suddenly said in surprise.

As soon as he said that, everyone present changed their faces and their scalp and hair exploded.
To be continued...