In the jungle, a black cloud was left, and a handsome and slender figure gradually appeared from the black cloud.
Looking at the cold dead body on the ground, the man's face turned pale.
He slowly walked to the corpse, squatted down, and touched Fu Shuang's empty chest with his hand. A dark luster flowed in his hand. After a moment, the man frowned.
Twisted together.
"Dragon clan???"[
A trace of surprise flashed across the man's eyes, and his expression became solemn.
Yi Han did not go to today's morning exercise. After all, morning exercise is entirely dependent on consciousness. If you want to become stronger, then don't be lazy. If you don't want to practice, others will force you to do so.
In a dark cave, Yi Han pulled the thin string and carefully set an alarm trap at the entrance of the cave, then turned around and walked into the cave.
The cave is not big, but it is hidden. It is located to the south of Tianxiang Valley, or in other words, behind the residence of senior sister Gu Yue'er, which is more direct.
Gu Yue'er was the first female disciple to follow Que Yan to practice. Because of her high strength and outstanding status, she had a specific place for Qingya practice.
Normally, except for Gu Yue'er, no one would come to the place of cultivation, let alone her back mountain. Gu Yue'er must not be full and have nothing to do to come here.
The wooden barrels were set up and the medicinal mud began to be refined. When it was ready, it was thrown into the wooden barrels, and then everyone was immersed in the wooden barrels.
"The "Poison Dragon Art" is really powerful."
Yi Han, soaked in the dark green medicinal water, endured the severe pain and thought secretly.
Last night, if the Poisonous Dragon Transformation Liquid hadn't melted Shuang Shuang's defense, Xiao Hei probably wouldn't have penetrated his chest so easily.
What a pity, one Heavenly Attack Pill was wasted!
If he didn't take the Sky Attack Pill, Yi Han would never be able to win the Canghuai Black Iron from Fu Shuang. After all, the level difference was there. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't break through Fu Shuang's defense.
However, compared to Canghuai Black Iron, the small Sky Attack Pill is indeed not worth mentioning.
Yi Han clutched both sides of the barrel tightly, and the painful feeling of being bitten by thousands of snakes permeated his whole body again.
Two hours later, Yi Han weakly used Shadow Escape and quietly walked towards his residence.
After obtaining the Canghuai Black Iron, the most important thing now is to forge it into a magical weapon!
There is no doubt that it is powerful. Many strong men compete for it, which is enough to show its sharpness. After all, Canghuai Black Iron has been produced more than once in history, but the output of Canghuai Black Iron every time has been pitifully small. Therefore, it has to be removed from production.
Except for daggers and needles, everything else is extremely difficult to forge. If you forge a sword reluctantly, the strength will be greatly reduced.
But when it comes to the art of casting, Yi Han doesn't understand it at all.[
Thinking of this, Yi Han became distressed. He had obtained a good treasure, but he was afraid that he would have to spend a lot of time casting it.
Thinking of this, before he knew it, he had returned to his residence.
After entering the residence, Yi Han sighed deeply, quietly took out the Poison Dragon Jue, and glanced at it a few more times.
He slowly raised his hand, secretly exerting energy, and his vitality began to deplete, and balls of emerald green liquid suddenly seeped out from between Yi Han's palms.
Skill? This should be considered a skill, but why?
Why is there no record about it in the attribute version?
呑呑呑
At this time, the door rang again.
Yi Han frowned secretly. No need to ask, he is probably Zuo Lan. Doesn't he have any friends? He has been here looking for me all day long.
After dispersing the poison in his hands, Yi Han got down from the bed helplessly.
But at this time, there was a sound outside the door.
"Is the registered disciple Yi Han here?"
The voice was solemn and without any emotion.
Yi Han was slightly stunned, hesitating for a moment, puzzled.
At this time, the door had been opened.
How unreasonable! Seeing this scene, a cold light flashed deep in Yi Han's eyes.
But he saw an arrogant inner disciple walking in boldly.
When he saw Yi Han standing in the house, a trace of anger appeared on his face and he said, "Yi Han, since you are in the house, why don't you open the door?"
"Do you still need me to drive?" Yi Han said with a smile.
There is something in the words, so why can't this disciple hear it?
"You are so bold, is this how you talk to your senior brother?" The disciple shouted angrily.
"Brother?? I'm sorry, I, Yi Han, have never met your senior brother! Moreover, I have never known any senior brother who has the right to enter other people's residences at will!" Yi Han crossed his chest and sneered: "I am a disciple of Xianggu.
, everyone knows etiquette, is modest and prudent, and is famous all over the world, but when did a dog like you who didn't know etiquette appear in Xianggu? You must be a spy sent by the evil way. I will go and report it to Elder Que Yan.
For this matter, I will capture you, the spy!" [
As he said this, the disciple was covered in cold sweat, and every bone in his body was fighting. He said quickly: "I am not a traitor. Don't spit on me with blood!"
"Oh? You mean, you are a disciple of Xianggu? But when did the disciples of Xianggu become so barbaric? Are you slandering the disciples of Xianggu? Okay, I will go tell the matter to Elder Que Yan! Capture you
Those who deceive their teachers and destroy their ancestors and subvert the rules of the sect."
I say "fuck"!
The disciple took a breath of cold air. Only at this moment did he realize how fucking untouchable the master in front of him was. He was both a spy and a deceiver.
die?
The disciple took a deep breath, waved his hands and said angrily: "I don't bother to argue with you! Yi Han, I came here today to tell you something important. If you want to listen, then don't mess around. If you don't listen,
, then go report this matter! I want to see who ends up worse!"
Isn't it stupid?
Yi Han smiled softly and said: "You and I are from the same sect, so let's forget about this matter. Tell us what it is!"
Yi Han would naturally treat polite people with courtesy, but he didn't need to do so with the person in front of him.
Fortunately, the disciple had already seen Yi Han's sharp tongue, so he didn't bother to say anything. He took out a scroll from his bag, threw it to Yi Han, and walked out the door angrily.
"Sect mission?"
Yi Han stared at the scroll in his hand with wide eyes.
On the scroll with bursts of fluorescence, the word "天香" is faintly visible.
He walked to the table and slowly opened the scroll. In an instant, several large blue characters flew out of the scroll.
"The disciples who have obtained this scroll are all candidates for this mission in Xianggu! Remember, be careful!"
This row of large characters appeared for only a moment before dissipating. Then, rows of large characters flew out from inside the scroll again and stood suspended in the air.
Yi Han looked at it, and his expression suddenly condensed.
"Have the northern evil sect already attacked?"
After a while, Yi Han put away the scroll on the table.
Ever since the evil world sent masters to capture the Sixteen Youyun Provinces in northern China, everything has been uneven.
This time, the eight sects began to fight back against the evil sect, and at the same time, the dynasty also began to send troops to regain the lost territory in the north.
Yi Han thought for a while, then quickly put away the scroll and began to dive towards the cave behind Gu Yue'er.
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