Within the thunder field, in addition to thunder and lightning, the arcs of lightning mingled and collided with each other, full of violence and destruction, killing everything.
\u2o1Yes, he is the master, and I have his bloodline?
To confirm, Feng Hao asked again.
He couldn't believe that his ancestor could possess such power.
Not only did he kill Thunder Turtle, the son of Xuanwu, but he was the tall and cold-faced killer in front of him. He had definitely surpassed the Martial Lord, and even such a being was still a servant of his ancestors!
So, how tyrannical has this ancestor of the Feng family become?
Why are such powerful families located in Xilan, the middle-grade kingdom?
Moreover, it was just a small family force in the kingdom. Why didn't he leave anything to the family? Not even a message.
All this was unacceptable to Feng Hao.
Why did a family with such a strong family fall into such a state of decline?
That's right, he is the descendant of the master and has the master's bloodline! The master has "explained" that the person with his bloodline is my new master!
The tall man said dryly, then returned to his cold and ruthless character, standing there respectfully, like a puppet.
Descendants of the owner? New owner?
Feng Hao was shocked and recalled what this tall man had said before.
He followed the unknown ancestor of the Feng family, but the black tower here has been established for thousands of years.
Isn't that right, this burly man has lived for thousands of years?
This is absolutely impossible!
Ordinary people can only live a hundred years at most, and every time they break through a realm, they can live an extra hundred years. That is, even if they are King Wu, they can only live for eight hundred years at most.
But this burly man has existed for thousands of years, or even longer!
How did he do it?
So, who is it?
Taking a deep breath, Feng Hao's eyes surged with purple flames, which seemed to be able to detect everything in the world.
I am number thirteen!
There were no emotional sounds coming from the burly man's mouth.
\u2o1Not a human?
Under his purple eyes, Feng Hao saw that the heart of this tall man who called himself No. 13 had already stopped beating, but within his body, there were gleaming silk threads flowing.
Within the silk thread, there is a majestic power. If it explodes instantly, the entire Xilan King City will be blown away.
That's why Feng Hao asked such a question.
He felt that this No. 13 should have been dead for a long time, and at this time, he only existed because of the sparkling energy in his body.
That kind of energy actually gave him a familiar feeling...
Burn the old man!
Yes, every time Fen Lao appears, he seems to have the same kind of energy, but there is a big difference in its purity. However, the type of energy is definitely the same.
"Essence"?
I am number thirteen!
The tall man still looks like a puppet, but he can only talk.
Number 13.
Feng Hao frowned.
This number 13 is obviously just a code name, that is, there are numbers 1 to 12 in front of it.
Thinking about it, Feng Hao was shocked.
There are actually thirteen or even more such powerful men.
How terrifying is this Feng family? They can actually have such powerful servants!
Faintly, Feng Hao's mind was "confused".
He found that he understood his family less and less.
The Feng family, which was originally very ordinary, has now become extremely mysterious, even terrifying.
Why did the Feng family have such a powerful ancestor? Why did the Feng family become so miserable now? Have all the other servants like No. 13 been killed? Who is the enemy? Who in the Jin Dynasty has such power?
Power?
He couldn't answer every question.
Also, why did I get that inexplicable heat energy after eating the "meat" of the Warcraft?
Perhaps Fen Lao knew all this, but he was too weak at that time, so he didn't.
call!...
Taking a long breath, Feng Hao knew that if he wanted to know all this, he must have absolute strength.
But now, in front of this No. 13, he has no power to resist. So, knowing the reason, what can he do? What can he change?
It just adds to the worries!
What on earth is it?
Feng Hao wanted to know why this tall man was still alive when he clearly showed no signs of life.
Puppet? Puppet?
The man didn't know how to answer, so he could only ask Mr. Fen again in the future. Moreover, Feng Hao vaguely felt that Mr. Fen understood this, and his favorite thing might be No. 13!
From now on I will call you Thirteen.
Feng Hao calmed down and faced the man No. 13.
Good host.
No. 13 still answered dully, standing beside Feng Hao like a bodyguard.
Um.
Feng Hao was not dissatisfied with this loyal and powerful bodyguard, and he couldn't help but reveal a smile.
Having guarded this place for thousands of years, there is no doubt about its loyalty.
Thirteen, I want to go there to worship my ancestors and open the way!
The electric arc under this sinkhole was too strong, and Feng Hao could not move at all. If he wanted to stand, he had to rely on the rock wall. Therefore, he had no choice but to ask for help from No. 13.
Follow your orders!
In response, No. 13's pupils lit up, and a majestic aura spread out from his body, forming an aura that isolated all surrounding arcs.
Following No. 13, Feng Hao walked towards the place where the ancestor of the Feng family died.
When they reached the figure sitting cross-legged, No. 13 stepped aside.
In front of his eyes was a body that was quite complete. His appearance could no longer be seen clearly. Only the bones remained. He was covered with a very smooth gown. After thousands of years, there was no trace of decay.
Looking at this skeleton, Feng Hao couldn't tell what he felt.
He could imagine that the ancestor of the Feng family in front of him was definitely a powerful figure, otherwise, he would not be able to kill Thunder Turtle.
And even such a person cannot escape death. After thousands of years, he will be nothing more than a cup of loess. Compared with ordinary people, he is not much different, he just lived a few more years.
However, isn’t it true that people practice cultivation just to live a few hundred more years?
Can a person survive death?
Such an idea suddenly popped into Feng Hao's mind.
Even a Martial Emperor can only live for nine hundred years. Only a saint who can overturn the world can live for a thousand years. But even a saint can only live for one death.
So, how can we live forever?~
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