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

"But hasn't the weapon spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword been killed by the source of all things?" Shi Feng frowned and stared at the Bloodthirsty Tao. He carefully sensed that the weapon spirit on the Bloodthirsty Sword was indeed no longer there.

"So, is it that the artifact instinctively undergoes abnormal movement? What exactly does Tianmu Bingpo Peak exist on this day? Can the former artifact be like this?" Shi Feng thought, and his eyes stared at Tianmu Bingpo Peak in front of him again, as if he wanted to see through the first iceberg on Tianheng Continent.

Zhang Hu found that Shi Feng seemed not to leave anymore, as if he was looking at the ice peak ahead and fell into deep thought. Seeing Shi Feng's appearance, Zhang Hu stood quietly without interrupting.

Suddenly, Shi Feng felt a strange force coming from the front direction, and then a weak voice rang in Shi Feng's mind: "A descendant of the Blood Pattern Clan holding the Holy Sword, have you finally come to save me?"

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

"What's wrong with Mr. Feng?" Zhang Hu heard Shi Feng suddenly spoke, and was shocked 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 Pattern Clan?" Shi Feng remembered the man who was in the basement of the Hai family, and the blood sword weapon spirit took him back to ancient times and saw the man covered with runes-like blood stripes.

There is also the blood-colored skeleton whose bone marrow was absorbed by itself.

Then, the weak voice sounded again: "Hey, has the powerful Blood Pattern Clan been reduced to a person as weak as you and with impure bloodlines held the Holy Sword?"

Shi Feng was basically sure that it had something to do with the person he was talking about, the blood-thirsty man, the blood-colored skeleton and the blood-patterned man that he had seen.

He said that his bloodline was not pure, and he must have absorbed the bone marrow of the blood skull and was mistaken for it.

"Who are you? Why do you know my Blood Pattern Clan and my Holy Sword?" Shi Feng said, turning a serious and respectful look on his face, and he pretended to raise the bloodthirsty sword in his hand high.

Zhang Hu looked at Shi Feng in confusion, revealing a confused look on his face, wondering what was wrong with Shi Feng.

"Did the declining Blood Pattern Clan only know the holy sword but has long forgotten the holy fire?" said the weak voice again.

"Holy Fire?" Shi Feng was shocked. He didn't know about Saint Fire, but he knew that a strange flame that was born between heaven and earth was called Tianhuo.

Tianhuo is a strange flame with life and self-consciousness. Tianhuo is divided into many types. Among the several martial emperors who killed the Jiuyou Emperor, the Flame Emperor Wanqiu had a kind of Tianhuo on his body, called Wuji Flame.

The Thunder God Emperor Aolai Star also has a kind of heavenly fire and world-destroying thunder. Although it is a form of fire, it is a special existence with thunder and lightning attributes.

The former Jiuyou Emperor also looked for Tianhuo, but unfortunately this magical species is hard to come by.

After hesitating for a while, Shi Feng immediately showed excitement and said tremblingly to the front: "Saint-Huo? Are you really the Holy Huo of My Clan?"

In Zhang Hu's opinion, Shi Feng seemed abnormal, and this was obviously a sign of being possessed by evil spirits.

"I was sealed by that beast here for many years. Now that I saw the Holy Sword, I can finally see the light of heaven again. As long as I unite with the Holy Sword..." The weak voice suddenly stopped at this moment, as if something suddenly stuck in his throat. Then I didn't know where he suddenly came from, and roared loudly: "Holy Sword! Why did the Blood Pattern Clan Holy Sword become like this? The weapon spirit! How did the weapon spirit disappear? How did the powerful holy sword become such a broken copper and iron? Who did it?"

The source of all things is done!

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

The Blood Pattern Clan obviously has a great hatred with the Source of All Things. Otherwise, in the basement of the Hai Family, the Source of All Things would not have "fighted" with the Blood Sword as soon as they met, and in the end the Source of All Things would have destroyed the spirit of the weapon.

This Tianhuo was actually suppressed by the ancient powerful man with Tianmu Bingpo Peak. This Tianhuo and the Blood Sword belong to the same origin, and were both called "saint" by the Blood Pattern Clan. The Blood Sword was once a level as a divine weapon. Could it be that this Saint-Fire was also an existence that advanced to the divine level?

If the god-level heavenly fire is suppressed, then how powerful is that person?

If you can conquer this god-level sky fire, and brand your own soul to control it...

"The Holy Fire is unknown. The glory of my Blood-Stripe Clan has long been the same. The Holy Sword has been passed down to my generation, but the teachings of our ancestors have always echoed in my ears. Restoring the Blood-Stripe Clan is my only mission in my life, but I am really unable to do so. I beg the Holy Fire to come again, guide me to the road to restoration, and lead my clan back to glory." Shi Feng said with a serious face, full of blood, passionate expression. He spoke with a nose and eyes, as if things were really as he said.

"Hey!" Shi Feng could only hear a sigh in his mind, and then said, "I think how powerful the Bloodline Clan was back then, but now it's so down. After all, I am the Saint of the Bloodline Clan - Fire. Let me be born and help the Bloodline Clan return to glory."

When Shi Feng heard this, he asked quickly: "Saint-Huo, do you have a way to come out?"

"During the years when I was imprisoned, I often attacked the Ice Sha Heaven-killing Formation, but the beast actually brought the Tianmu Bingpo Peak with the method of defiance of the heavens, and applied another layer of suppression to me, and provided the Tianmu Bingpo Peak with the Tianmu Bingpo Peak to provide the Ice Sha Heaven-killing Formation with continuous energy. However, after so many years, I still broke through a gap by me. I thought that I would see the Holy Sword again today, and with the power of my seat and the power of the Holy Sword, I would definitely destroy the Ice Sha Heaven-killing Formation. It's a pity..."

When the weak voice spoke, he suddenly paused, and then asked Shi Feng: "Young man from the Blood Pattern Clan, are you terrible to death?"

"As long as I can return to my Bloodline Clan's glory, so what if I die immediately!" Shi Feng said firmly and firmly, as if he was really a descendant who was carrying the mission of restoring the Bloodline Clan.

"Okay! OK! OK!" The voice said three good words in a row, and then continued: "You are worthy of being filled with the noble bloodline of the Bloodline Clan. The next thing will be very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will immediately be wiped out. But don't worry, as long as I can successfully be born, I will look for your tribe members and help you return to your bloodline Clan to glory."

"Great Holy Fire, tell me what I should do next!" Shi Feng looked resolutely and his mind turned rapidly, and he began to make a small calculation in his heart.

"Master Feng." Zhang Hu finally couldn't help it and called Shi Feng softly.
Chapter completed!