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

Just now he was in despair for a moment, but it was only a moment before he broke through the barriers and reached the other side from the despair.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a string in Ning Feng's heart was touched.

"Isn't it over yet?"

The next moment, a blurry figure appeared in front of Ning Feng's eyes.

Judging from the outline, this is a woman. Her face cannot be seen clearly, only her fair and delicate hands.

Gently stroked Ning Feng's hair.

"Mother…"

He felt it, although he couldn't see it, he couldn't see the other person's face at all, only a blurry figure.

But the path of martial arts is inherently connected to the power of blood.

He felt that the moment he met the woman, a certain blood force in his body was boiling, burning, and being awakened.

Ning Feng was very clear at this time that he was facing an illusion.

But through this illusion, what was awakened was the real dormant memory deep in his heart.

"Mother, what happened back then? What does this memory imprint deep in my memory record?"

Ning Feng stood up and tried hard to recall something.

But after repeated attempts, I failed.

……

"Huh? What's wrong with this kid?" Outside, the three ancient gods watched the whole scene fall into an illusion.

More than ten people have been eliminated, including those from the Golden Peng clan, the Sky Rat clan, the Wang family and others.

But most of them were ordinary warriors who were accompanying them and were not among the candidates for fighting for the ruins.

Not being too disappointed, the group quietly stepped aside and stopped participating.

At this time, the white-robed ancient god looked at Ning Feng and said in surprise: "This kid is not affected by the illusion at all."

The gray-robed ancient god also showed a trace of emotion and said, "It's very special. So far, I have never met anyone who is not affected by the illusion."

The black-clothed ancient god also laughed and said, "Interesting, interesting. Is he immune to illusions, or is he just too stubborn?"

boom,

Suddenly, as most people were eliminated, only Hua Xiyi, the young master of the Kamikaze Martial Arts School, Jin Hong, and six or seven other talented warriors from the Wang family were left on the scene.

All of them are from the younger generation, and the older generation has ultimately exhausted their potential.

Therefore, these older generation warriors did not feel too much loss.

They were here to accompany their young master to try their luck. To put it bluntly, they were here just to keep him company.

boom,

Suddenly, the young master of the Kamikaze Martial Arts School woke up, and the talented warrior of the Wang family named Wang Long also woke up.

Then, Hua Xiyi and Jin Hong woke up one after another.

At this time, Ning Feng was the only one left in the field and had not yet woken up from the illusion.

"Is he immune to illusions, or... something is wrong." The ancient god in white looked at Ning Feng, and suddenly seemed to see through something, and said in surprise: "He is not deceived by illusions, but he is controlling illusions."

The black-clothed ancient god also noticed it, and the playful smile on his face subsided as he said, "Controlling illusions... He is using illusions to awaken certain imprints in his memory."

……

Hearing the words of the two ancient gods, everyone couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

Control the illusion and use it to awaken the memory imprint? This is the illusion of the ancient god.

"What a pervert." Shang Tang also woke up and cursed in a low voice.

Jin Hong's expression flickered. No one knew what he was thinking, but it looked very ugly.

Because he knew that he had met his match.

"Look... Ning Feng has tears in his eyes..."

Suddenly someone noticed that a tear was flowing from the corner of Ning Feng's eye.

"He's crying? Why?"

boom,

However, the next moment, something shocking happened.

After this tear slid down, it was like a golden stone from the eternal blue sky falling down and hitting the ground of the temple.

With a loud bang, the entire human palace seemed to shake violently, and at the same time, the space seemed to be smashed through.

"What's happening here."

Everyone was horrified and completely shocked.

This is the palace of the ancient god. It's just a tear, but how could it have such tremendous power?

However, this tear seemed to collapse the eternal void.

An extremely shocking scene seemed to appear vividly before everyone's eyes.

It was a woman's arm, with long, slender fingers and a slim arm, as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade.

However, this originally flawless arm was now covered with horrific and hideous wounds and bleeding. It was hard to imagine what kind of battle it had gone through to suffer such injuries.