I! The Strongest Suzerain

I saw the big black bear pounced on Gu Ling, Gu Ling said to Miyamoto Musashi,

"Master, Uncle Xiong and I have never been separated. Can I let Uncle Xiong go to Tiangang Dao Sect together?"

Miyamoto Musashi nodded,

"I am the only one around the Cangjing Pavilion, you can live around me as you like, and of course you can also live in the Cangjing Pavilion, but you have thousands of exercises, and you are proficient in one.

You are cultivating the Dao of the Sword, so don’t be lost in the thousands of exercises in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion!”

"Yes, disciple, remember!"

Gu Ling bowed respectfully to Miyamoto, Miyamoto brought Gu Ling and the big black bear to Han Feng's side, and said slowly,

"Sect Master, let's go first."

"Let's go, let this seat be depressed for a while..."

Han Feng waved his hand, at this time the system sounded,

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task: subduing the black bear for the use of the Tiangang Dao Sect.

Reward Host: Blood of the Ancient God!"

As the sound of the system fell, Han Feng felt something boil in his blood vessels. Then he felt a burning heat all over his body.

But it wasn't over yet, the scorching heat quickly turned into an unbelievable heat. It was like tying someone to a barbecue grill.

Big drops of sweat fell from Han Feng's head, Han Feng forced the pain on his body, a teleport disappeared in place, and appeared in a big river a hundred miles away from Tiangang Dao Zong.

mmp! hot! hot!

Han Feng soaked his body in the river, and the water around him became hot.

Many monsters and beasts in the river fled one after another. There was no way. The movement caused by Han Feng was too great.

Han Feng soaked in the water, his body temperature did not drop at all, as time passed, a pain began to fill Han Feng's body.

mmp! Han Feng cursed inwardly, what is the blood of the ancient gods! It's a rhythm that wants to kill himself.

The pain and heat wrapped around Han Feng's body, Han Feng almost fainted, but at this moment, an ancient breath spread out from Han Feng's body.

"Congratulations to the host! The blood of the ancient gods has begun to officially merge!"

The sound of the system rang out, and Han Feng almost fainted out of breath. After so much tossing for a long time, it's...but it still hasn't merged.

However, before Han Feng complained, he felt that the blood in his body was drained all of a sudden, and after brushing it, Han Feng's complexion instantly became extremely pale.

At this moment, he was almost dying, but at this moment, a scalding warm current began to flow in his veins. Then an incomparably powerful vitality burst out from Han Feng's body.

"what!"

Han Feng let out a roar, a momentum slowly erupted on his body, and the surrounding river was instantly shaken away!

The waves hit thousands of feet high!

wow!!

The water splashed down, Han Feng rushed to the sky, the breath on his body climbed to the top, Han Feng felt at this moment that even if he asked him half a step, he could slap him to death!

The benefits of the blood of the ancient gods to Han Feng are huge, almost changing his life level.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completely integrating the blood of the ancient gods!"

The sound of the system fell, and a flame suddenly burned on Han Feng's body.

The powerful momentum makes the surrounding air seem to be still!

"Is this the power of the ancient gods?"

Han Feng clenched his fist and shot with a punch, rumbling!!

There was a sonic boom in the air! The fist smashed into the river, and the originally turbulent river was instantly disconnected.

A random punch has the power to break the river! Han Feng's current strength is no longer inferior to that of any early stage powerhouse!

Han Feng opened the personal page, and a series of information was displayed, [personal page]:

Host: Han Feng.

Identity: [Tiangang Daozong] suzerain.

Sect level: eighth-order.

Cultivation: The peak of Yuanshen.

Spirit Roots: Heavenly Dao Spirit Roots.

Bloodline: Ancient God's Blood Technique: "Tiangang Dao Jue": Complete Edition.

Sword Manual: "Tiangang Sword Manual": Complete Edition.

Divine Ability: Tiangang Seventy-two Changes Disciple: Four.

Sword Intent: 40%

Flesh Strength: 70%

Sure enough, there is another article in the personal page - the blood of the ancient gods!

Han Feng disappeared in a teleportation and appeared outside Tiangang Dao Sect.

In the large formation, many young people have already woken up one after another. Several disciples of the Zifujing of Tiangang Dao Sect are maintaining order. When they see Han Feng appear, they respectfully bow.

"I have seen the Sect Master!"

"Well, hard work."

Han Feng casually gave these disciples a bottle of medicinal pills, and a group of disciples took the medicinal pills and were very excited. These medicinal pills are expensive outside.

"It is my duty to contribute to the sect!"

"Very well, you keep order here."

After Han Feng finished speaking, he disappeared in place again, above the sky. Han Feng opened the mysterious treasure chest.

According to the system, there is a chance that this mysterious treasure chest will be able to issue a high-level hero summoning order. Although Han Feng does not have great hopes, he will be unlucky if he is unlucky.

"Has the host opened the mysterious treasure chest?"

As Han Feng took out the treasure chest, the system prompt sounded.

"Open!"

Wow...the white light is shining, but don't look at the high-end atmosphere of this treasure chest, but...

A voice that made Han Feng despair sounded,

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 10,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

mmp! Han Feng felt a strong malice from the system.

Perhaps feeling Han Feng's grief and anger, the system's voice rang again.

"Ding! Host, when you open the treasure chest, you can consume the mall points to get lucky blessings. Under the lucky blessings, the treasure chest has a higher chance of exploding precious items. The higher the consumption of mall points, the higher the lucky blessings. The maximum blessing can be 8%. Ten lucky points!"

Listening to the system's voice, Han Feng was even more speechless, "It's all a joke, you just told me."

But this time the system fell back into its usual silence.

......

In the formation, the faces of the teenagers were different, some were crying, some were laughing, some were chanting, and they all closed their eyes. The picture looked like a mental hospital.

"Bai Wei, don't go! I love you...don't go!"

"What did I do wrong!? Why did you leave me?!"

"Don't! I'll try my best! I'll be the strongest in this world!"

A young man was crying with haggard expression, with his eyes closed.

"Don't come! Don't come!"

"Ah...help..."

"This is... what is this?"

Many teenagers in the formation have completely sunk into the illusion, but there are also monks with a firm mind suddenly opened their eyes.