Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

Chapter 1605

Just by lowering his gaze, the entire space on Earth froze and trembled.

On one of the ancient roads that looked like a giant skeleton, the shadow of an emperor shrouded in pale phosphorous fire seemed to have sensed the intrusion of Ning Feng, the "foreign object".

His gaze was like two cold spears of judgment, piercing through time and space and locking onto Ning Feng with precision.

There was no anger or curiosity in that look.

There is only an extreme indifference of looking down on the dust and crushing ants.

"A bug that travels through Chaos?"

"With a hint of...the aura of the corrupted holy way?"

"Are you worthy of returning home?"

The cold and grand divine thought resounded directly in the depths of Ning Feng's soul like a divine decree.

Every syllable carries with it a terrifying pressure that crushes the soul, and is filled with contempt and mockery for the very essence of life.

As reapers, they despise and mock everything.

hum.

At this desperate moment when the emperor’s power is like a prison and all spirits are crawling on the ground.

The nine ancient bronze coffins suspended behind Ning Feng, as if stimulated by the extreme oppression and the blood of their fellow Earthlings, suddenly erupted in unprecedented violent vibrations.

On the coffin, those ancient and mysterious runes flashed wildly, emitting a hot and tragic light.

The broken bronze chains rattled, like the roar of nine enraged ancient blue dragons.

Inside the ninth coffin, deep inside the coffin with the name "Shi Hao" engraved on it, a weak but incomparably tenacious wave with an unyielding will as rock began to revive.

Immediately afterwards, from the coffin of "Jiang Yunfei", a sharp golden fighting spirit, like a sword drawn from its sheath, burst out.

At the same time, "Huo Ling'er", "Hua Chenyu", "Li Xiaoqi", "Hua Xiyi", "Jin Hong", "Shen Yuan"...

Each one carries the origin of different laws, but they all burn with the will fluctuations of an indomitable fighting spirit.

Like a spark, it resonated fiercely within the nine coffins.

Then, rising.

"You won." Ning Feng's expression changed, and he spoke as he looked at the nine dragon coffins behind him.

At this moment, it seemed as if the dormant fighting spirit was completely awakened by the blood of his compatriots and the contempt of the emperor.

Wrapped in the chaotic energy, the nine wills stubbornly gathered and blended together, forming a fire of resistance that was not powerful but extremely pure and fierce, and was closely connected with Ning Feng's remaining will.

"Ning Feng..."

Suddenly, a voice was heard, and Ning Feng immediately recognized it as Shi Hao's voice.

Ning Feng said, "Shi Hao."

Shi Hao's voice was weak, yet filled with sadness. "Even if we return, it won't be of much use."

"Ning Feng, don't worry about whether we are resurrected or not. Fight with all your might, even if it means draining all the energy in the Nine Dragon Coffin."

He could feel the tremendous energy in the Nine Dragon Coffin.

But Ning Feng didn't dare to transfer them because he was nurturing them.

Ning Feng clenched his fists.

Without waiting for his response, Jiang Yunfei said, "Ning Feng, I don't accept your opinion, but now, I have to admit that even if we are resurrected, we are only dying again. Our spirits have been regenerated, but we lack the body. However, we don't need to consume energy anymore."

"Take all your energy, carry the nine coffins, and go fight."

"I'm not as good as you, but if I had the chance to live again, I would still catch up and would not give up."

boom,

Jiang Yunfei took the initiative to block the energy supply of the Nine Dragon Coffin.

"If necessary, my spirit and my soul will be sublimated and burned."

Li Xiaoqi's voice came.

"And mine."

Jin Hong's voice also came.

He felt that the Jinpeng clan was in trouble, and at this moment, he only wanted to kill the enemy.

"I see."

Finally, Ning Feng spoke word by word.

This resonance of fighting spirit comes from comrades.

It was like throwing the last handful of hot firewood into Ning Feng's nearly exhausted furnace of hegemony blood.

"Uh...ah!"

Ning Feng suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a heart-wrenching roar that contained endless power.

The roar was like a dragon, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.

The almost extinguished blue sky blood in his body was completely ignited at this moment.

Purple blood gushed out from the cracks all over his body like boiling magma.