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Chapter two thousand three hundred seventy-six karmic fire

"I want to send someone to the Dragon Site to continue inquiring about Han Sanqian's whereabouts. At the same time, I will send troops to the top of the Blue Mountain to inquire about Su Yingxia's whereabouts." Futian said respectfully.

Ao Shi nodded with satisfaction: "Five thousand young people, I will give you ten thousand."

"Thank you, Mr. Ao."

"If there is a news from Su Yingxia, please inform me immediately. If you need reinforcements, you can find Wang Suzhi to arrange them at any time." After saying that, Ao Shi glanced at Wang Suzhi and said, "Shangzhi, do you understand?"

"Yes!" Wang Suzhi replied depressedly, and he was very upset.

He took great pains to snatch the status he had from the Fu family, but now Futian is on par with his flattery, so he is naturally quite dissatisfied.

Futian was so happy that he couldn't hide his joy and was extremely excited: "Thank you Mr. Ao!"

"You go down, it's still the same rule. I'll give you a month."

"yes!"

After receiving his life, he helped the sky and the top of the butt. Today is bound to be a day of great ups and downs, but fortunately, this big ups and downs have ushered in great ups and downs after it.

With Ao Shi's dispatch of troops, he Futian is naturally different from the past. Whether it is the status of Fuye families or the status in the world, he will suddenly increase.

In fact, he forgot that he had the son-in-law Han Sanqian, who had no worries and enjoyed the fruits of his life, but he ruined everything himself, but now he is complacent about the little sweetness he has come back when he is a dog.

A ridiculous person must have something hateful.

"Old Ao, do you really believe that old dog Futian?" Wang Suzhi was unwilling to give in. After Futian left, he immediately persuaded urgently.

Ao Shiyi smiled: "As you said, it's just a dog. Can a dog eat his family poor? Giving some bones and looking at the door is not a bad thing."

"Yes!" Although Wang Suzhi smiled, his teeth were tightly clenched.

Han Sanqian let the tiger return to the mountain, and the more he acted, the more trouble he had, he was now more and more old dogs who came to grab food, but he was actually depressed.

However, Wang Suzhi's depression is still coming.

After this battle of trapping Longshan, Han Sanqian's deeds of fighting against the two gods quickly spread in the world of all directions.

Being able to fight against the true god is one of the gimmicks, and being able to fight with one or two shocked the world.

And this kind of legend is becoming more and more intense. As the people in the world are passed down from generation to generation, there is naturally a component of boasting and rendering. Han Sanqian fought against the two gods, and was rumored to be magical.

Perhaps it satisfies the inner fantasies of many ordinary people and scattered practitioners, or that his down-to-earth background has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, Han Sanqian has completely become an uncrowned god in the hearts of many people.

Many people sighed that if Han Sanqian was alive, he would definitely do something with him, at least to live up to life.

But while sighing, he also regretted Han Sanqian, regretting that he died young and ended up being swallowed by Taotie.

But some people believe that Han Sanqian will definitely create miracles like before, because he himself is synonymous with miracles.

This is true in the world, and so is the demon clan.

Although they are in a bitter and cold place, the demon clan has been suppressed all year round, so most of the demon clans are low-key and quiet, and the aspiring people are just practicing hard with their hearts, hoping that one day they can restore the demon clan.

But just after Mo Beitian and others returned, the demons were also infuriated.

Not only was the sneak attack by the first sect and the second hall successful, but it was inspiring, but it was also aroused by the scene of Mo Beitian describing the new generation of demon god Han Sanqian.

Under the description of Mo Beitian, the battle was like they were in person, and I was even more imagining that one day in the future, under the leadership of Han Sanqian, the demons would not say that they would counterattack the world in the eight directions, but at least they would be inevitable to raise their heads and be human.

"Han...Han Sanqian is still alive?"

In a small border town nearest to the Dragon Site, when Fumang and his group heard these rumors while resting in the inn, they were all excited, but at the same time they were extremely regretful.

"Taotie... the person that Taotie swallowed was Han Sanqian! We...we were all foolishly watching at that time."

"No, Shiyu, you are the last person to see Taotie's whereabouts, you take us to find him."

"Even if I fight Taotie to the death, I must let him spit out Han Sanqian for me."

Fu Mang was so excited that if he hadn't been pulled by several people, he would have rushed out to find Han Sanqian.

"Fu Mang, calm down. Even if you find that Taotie, are you his opponent? Besides, in the vast sea of ​​people, how to find that Taotie." Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng said.

"What should we do? Watch him die?"

"I want to go to Jianxian Valley and have a look. If you want to go too, you'd better not be so impulsive!" Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng said.

Fu Mang gritted his teeth, looked at Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng, and finally nodded heavily.

At this time, Han Sanqian was in the void, his body was already flowing, his face was solemn, and he sat firmly on the platform like an old monk, extremely calm.

On his back, a pair of withered vines were pressed tightly on it. Gui Yuanzi had already transformed into his original form with both hands. At this time, he looked at the flowing light on Han Sanqian's body and couldn't help but feel happy and said, "Sanqian, your karma has been completed!"
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