Chapter 42 Holy-Fire

Shi Feng looked at the trembling bloodthirsty in his hand, then turned around to look at Tianmu Bingpo Peak, Shi Feng realized that the bloodthirsty seemed to resonate with something on Tianmu Bingpo Peak.

"But hasn't the spirit of the bloodthirsty sword been killed by the source of all things?" Shi Feng frowned and stared at the bloodthirsty way, carefully sensing that the spirit of the bloodthirsty sword had indeed ceased to exist.

"Then, is it because the artifacts have changed instinctively? What is there on Tianmu Bingpo Peak today? What can make the former artifacts do this?" Shi Feng thought, staring at Tianmu Bingpo in front of him again. Peak, as if to see through the first iceberg on Tianheng Continent.

Zhang Hu noticed that Shi Feng didn't seem to be leaving again, as if he was lost in thought looking at the Bingfeng in front of him. Seeing Shi Feng's appearance, Zhang Hu stood quietly without interrupting.

Suddenly, Shi Feng felt a strange force rushing towards him from the front, and then, a weak voice sounded in Shi Feng's head: "Descendant of the Bloodstripe Clan holding the holy sword, you have finally come to save me Yet?"

"Huh? Who is it?" Shi Feng was startled suddenly, "Holy Sword?" Shi Feng looked at the bloodthirsty sword in his hand again.

"What's the matter, Young Master Feng?" Zhang Hu was startled when he heard Shi Feng's sudden voice, and asked.

Shi Feng waved his hand to signal Zhang Hu to be quiet, and continued to stare at Tianmu Bingpo Peak, "A descendant of the blood-striped clan?" Shi Feng remembered that when he was in the basement of the Hai family, the blood sword spirit took him back to ancient times. The man who arrived was covered in rune-like blood-colored stripes all over his body.

And the bloody skeleton whose bone marrow was absorbed by him.

Then, the weak voice sounded again: "Hey, is it possible that the mighty Bloodstripe Clan has not fallen to a weak person like you with impure blood holding the holy sword?"

Shi Feng was basically sure that the person who spoke to him had something to do with this bloodthirsty handle, the bloody skeleton, and the blood-striped man that Qi Ling let him see.

He said that his blood was impure, so he must have absorbed the bone marrow of that blood skull and was mistaken.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you know about our blood-striped clan and our holy sword?" Shi Feng said, his face became serious and respectful, and he pretended to hold up the bloodthirsty sword in his hand .

Zhang Hu looked at Shi Feng suspiciously, showing a puzzled face, not knowing what happened to Shi Feng.

"Could it be that the blood-striped clan that is now in decline only knows the holy sword, but has long forgotten the holy-fire?" The weak voice said again.

"Holy-fire?" Shi Feng's heart trembled. He didn't know about holy-fire, but he knew that a strange flame born between heaven and earth was called sky fire.

Skyfire, a strange flame with life and self-awareness. There are many types of sky fires. Among the several Wu emperors who killed Emperor Jiuyou back then, Lieyan Emperor Wan Guqiu had a kind of sky fire on his body, which was called Wuji Lieyan.

Aolai Xing, the great emperor of Thunder God, also possesses a kind of sky fire, the World Extinguishing Thunder. Although it is in the form of fire, it is a special existence of the attribute of thunder and lightning.

The former Emperor Jiuyou also looked for Tianhuo, but it's a pity that this magical species is hard to come by.

After hesitating for a while, Shi Feng showed excitement, and said in a trembling voice to the front: "Holy-fire? Are you really my family's holy-fire?"

From Zhang Hu's point of view, Shi Feng seemed to be abnormal, and this appearance was obviously a sign of being possessed by evil spirits.

"I was sealed here by that beast for an unknown number of years. Now that I have seen the holy sword, I can finally see the light of day again. As long as I unite with the holy sword..." The weak voice suddenly stopped at this moment, It was as if his throat was suddenly stuck by something, and then he didn't know where the spirit suddenly came from, and he roared loudly: "Holy sword! Why did the holy sword of the Bloodstripe family become like this! What about the spirit of the weapon! The spirit of the weapon How did it disappear! How did the mighty holy sword turn into such scrap metal? Who did it!"

Source of all things did it!

But Shi Feng naturally wouldn't say that, let alone tell him that the source of all things lies in himself.

The Bloodstripe Clan obviously has animosity with the source of all things,

Otherwise, in the basement of the Hai family, the source of all things would not "fight" with the blood sword as soon as they met, and in the end, the source of all things would destroy the spirit of the weapon.

The Heavenly Fire was actually suppressed here by the ancient power Tianmu Bingpo Peak, and the Heavenly Fire and the Blood Sword belonged to the same origin, and they were both dubbed "Holy" by the Bloodstripe Clan. The Blood Sword was once a divine weapon. Sheng-huo is also an existence that has advanced to the god level.

If all the god-level sky fires are suppressed, then how powerful is that person?

If I can subdue this god-level sky fire, imprint my own soul and control it...

"Holy-Huo doesn't know anything. The glory of my Bloodstripe Clan has long been in the past. The holy sword has been passed down to my generation, but the legacy of my ancestors has always echoed in my ears. Restoring the Bloodstripe Clan is the only mission in my life, but I really don't want to. I can't do what I want. I implore the holy fire to come again, guide me on the road to recovery, and lead my family back to glory." Shi Feng said with a serious face, full of blood, and impassioned. He said it with a nose and eyes, as if things were really as he said.

"Hey!" Shi Feng could only hear a sigh in his head, and then said: "Think about how powerful the Bloodstripe Clan was back then, but now they are in such a state of desperation, that's all. This seat is born, help the Bloodstripe Clan to return to glory."

Upon hearing this, Shi Feng asked quickly, "Sheng-Huo, can you find a way to get out?"

"During the years I was imprisoned, I often attacked the Ice Fiend Heaven Punishment Formation, but that beast actually moved Tianmu Bingpo Peak in a way against the sky, and imposed another heavy suppression on me, and then used Tianmu Bingpo Feng provided a steady stream of energy to the Bing Fiend Punishing Heaven Formation. However, after so long, the Bing Fiend Punishing Heaven Formation was still broken through a gap by me. The power of the sword will surely destroy the Ice Fiend Heaven Punishing Formation, but it's a pity..."

When the weak voice said this, it suddenly paused, and then asked Shi Feng: "Young man from the Bloodstripe Clan, are you afraid to die?"

"As long as my Bloodstripe Clan can return to its former glory, so what if I die immediately!" Shi Feng said firmly, as if he was really the descendant who had the mission of restoring the Bloodstripe Clan.

"Good! Good! Good!" The voice said three good words in a row, and then continued: "You are worthy of the blood of the blood-striped clan, and the next thing will be very dangerous. If you are not careful, You will be wiped out immediately. But don't worry, as long as I can be born successfully, I will definitely go to find your clansmen and help your Bloodstripe clan to return to glory."

"Great Holy-Fire, please tell me what I should do next!" Shi Feng looked as if he was going to die resolutely, his mind turned rapidly, and he began to make small calculations in his heart.

"Young Master Feng." Zhang Hu couldn't bear it anymore, and called Shi Feng softly.

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