I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Standing on the top of the mountain, Jiang Lin looked at the **** who was beheaded by him.

Not long ago, Jiang Feng fought against this **** for a total of one hundred rounds.

In the end, this **** was beheaded by Jiang Feng with a sword.

Jiang Linqu did experience this process.

For Jiang Feng's sword intent, sword qi sword move, and ascension realm, he had a relatively deep insight.

It can be said that after this battle, Jiang Feng opened the door to the ascension realm for Jiang Lin.

As long as Jiang Lin seized this opportunity, it would definitely not be very difficult to prove the fairyland in the future.

But after beheading this god, Jiang Feng also suffered a lot of injuries.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, recovered his injuries, and then returned to the barracks.

After this battle, Jiang Feng not only completely stabilized the Ascension Realm, but even entered the middle stage of the Ascension Realm.

In the barracks, Jiang Feng wrote a small book about his own ascension realm.

Then let Lin Xueer distribute this little book.

Jiang Feng explored the way ahead, and then gave the way out to everyone in the world.

This is the current mode of advancement of all races.

After the defeat of this battle, the ten thousand races have cultivated for a total of fifty years.

After fifty years of cultivation, the Ten Thousand Clan once again sent troops to attack the Protoss.

At this time, the combat power of the ten thousand races can barely fight with the gods.

However, the arrogance of the Protoss made them still despise the ten thousand races.

For the Protoss, it would have been possible to extinguish this rising flame when the ten thousand races rose.

But the Protoss did not do this.

They have been alive for millions of years, and their lives are eternal, for everything in the world, they already feel a little boring and boring.

At this time, the resistance of the ten thousand races is the best toy for them.

They will not easily break this toy.

They want to see how these people of the ten thousand race are struggling.

How to give them hope, and finally give them despair.

Ever since, it was another battle that lasted for hundreds of years.

In this century-long battle, Lin Xueer, Shilipo Sword God, Jia Changan and others all entered the ascension realm.

Similarly, Jiang Feng was already in the late stage of the ascension realm, and even Jiang Feng saw a glimmer of hope of breaking through the realm.

Jiang Feng felt that the breakthrough realm this time was extraordinary, but a qualitative change of monks.

If it is a sermon in the ascension realm and below the ascension realm.

Then Jiang Feng felt that in the next realm, he could face the avenue.

Jiang Feng already felt that if he reached the next level, he would have the power to fight the original god.

At that time, the gods will usher in real resistance.

When the gods regret their arrogance, it is too late.

But to step into the next realm, Jiang Feng felt that it was much more difficult than before.

If it is said that the ascendant realm represents the end of the ten thousand tribe’s sermons.

Then Jiang Feng felt that he needed to open another world at this end.

At the same time, among the martial arts in the world, the Chen clan chief had already reached the final bottleneck.

When he reached the newest realm, he already felt that he could not enter the next realm.

As the strongest martial artist in the contemporary era, if the patriarch of the Chen clan could not enter the next level.

Then this will also show that the world's Wufu, I am afraid that it will end here...

"Jiang Feng, I can't move to the next level."

One night, the patriarch of the Chen clan asked Jiang Feng for a drink.

When Jiang Feng wanted to speak and stopped, the Chen clan chief waved his hand.

"You don't have to persuade me to do anything. I know my limits very well.

I also want to step into the next realm and blaze a new trail for the world martial artist.

If it is possible, I don't want to admit defeat so easily.

But Jiang Feng, now I really see my limits.

I can feel that there is still a way behind me.

But this road, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to go down.

Okay, let's not talk about it.

There will be war tomorrow, so I will go to sleep for a while. "

Watching the departure of the Chen clan chief.

Jiang Feng thought of his current situation.

The patriarch of the Chen clan is definitely not the kind of person who likes to give up.

If Jiang Feng is the pathfinder of the monks in the world.

Then the patriarch of the Chen clan is the pathfinder of the world martial artist.

The patriarch of the Chen clan would not admit defeat so easily.

And the reason why he said this tonight is because he saw his limits.

What about yourself, for yourself, is the ascension realm your limit?

Or is the ascension realm the limit of all monks in the world?

Facing his own doubts, Jiang Feng began to doubt his own path of practice.

But Jiang Feng knew that he couldn't stand still.

One must go forward.

Even if it is the limit of one's own existence, one must look forward to it.

Until one day, he died in battle on the battlefield, or there was a younger generation to surpass himself and continue to explore the way for the ten thousand clan.

With the hope of all races and the future of all races, Jiang Feng continued to try to explore the road of spiritual practice.

Jiang Feng no longer doubted his limits, and no longer wondered whether the ascension realm was the limit of a cultivator?

Jiang Feng didn't know if the path he was walking was right, let alone whether there was really a way ahead of him.

For him, there are only endless attempts and explorations.

Finally in this battle that lasted for hundreds of years.

Jiang Feng fought a one-on-one death battle with a Primordial God.

This is the first time in the history of the Ten Thousand Clan to challenge the Primordial God. Similarly, in this battle, Jiang Feng felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

When this **** took a sickle and walked Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng seemed to be like an ant in front of this original god.

His realm is not at the same level as him.

Can the human race and even the ten thousand races really reach the realm like gods?

Can Ten Thousand Races really win freedom?

The realm of painstaking cultivation of all races, and the Protoss possesses, even transcends, when they are born.

Can such a gap really be made up?

Is the thousand-year-old battle between the tens of thousands and the gods ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ really meaningful?

The problem Jiang Feng had been evading all the time was flowing towards Jiang Feng like a tide.

Despair, weakness and emptiness kept pouring into Jiang Feng's heart.

At this time, the **** holding the sickle was already walking to Jiang Feng's side, looking at him like an ant.

"General!"

At the same time, someone kept calling Jiang Feng's name and rushing toward Jiang Feng desperately.

And beside them, they kept covering for them, letting them come to rescue their soldiers.

Yes, they have not given up yet, and this is the **** battle between the ten thousand races and the gods.

The god's sickle finally moved towards Jiang Feng's command.

At the same time, a thunder fell straight down from the sky.