But I saw an old man with a white beard walking in from outside.
Behind him are more than a dozen A Saner who was arrested by Jing Jue and the others before.
After the group appeared.
Jing Jue and others changed drastically, and they all wanted to struggle to stand up, but they couldn't raise any strength.
The moment he saw the old man, someone exclaimed in powerlessness and despair, "Ss-level!"
The old man stared at Wang Han curiously.
"You're okay? You can still know my arrival in advance by smell!"
Wang Han reached out and sang in front of his nose, "You smell so hot, wash your feet!"
The old man is not tall, only about 1.65 meters tall, but he has a strong aura, wheat-colored skin, wrinkles on his face, short hair, and more hair than many young people.
The old man with a missing lower front teeth smiled at Wang Han.
"It's very humorous, but I don't like your humor."
"Then you can bear it!"
Jing Jue, who was limping on the ground, looked at Wang Han.
"Run! Run! Ss-level repeat offender is equivalent to half a step towards the early Yuan Dynasty! Don't show off your power and Wang Wei!"
The others were all pale, and An Qiang and Meng Jianguo also gave Wang Han a look and told Wang Han to run away quickly.
Wang Han was indifferent.
After the two Sans died before, Wang Han was still a little sad. Now so many have come again.
It seems that this old man has a great status and status. If you catch it, you will definitely ask for something useful.
"We are from the military headquarters! Do you dare to break into our territory and start fighting. Don't you want to live?" Meng Jianguo shouted angrily.
The old man smiled and said, "We don't want to have anything to do with your military headquarters. We just want to connect with your world. You have to chase us!"
"This is not the reason you smuggled in!"
The old man smiled with his hands behind his back.
Looking at Wang Han.
"I may not touch the people from your military headquarters, but he killed two of my proud disciples, and he must pay it with his life!"
Seeing this, Jing Jue hurriedly said, "He is also from our military headquarters!"
The old man shook his head and smiled, "He is not, he does not have the temperament of a soldier."
"Wang Han! Run! Run!"
Jing Jue shouted at Wang Han again.
Wang Han smiled at Jing Jue and said, "Okay, Lao Jing, save some effort and call me 666 later."
Jing Jue frowned.
Looking at Wang Han with some confusion, could Wang Han have other backup plans?
Or maybe, Wang Han himself is now able to fight with half a step of Chaoyuan?
Jing Jue looked at Wang Han, a little confused.
After all, every time I see Wang Han, Wang Han can give him a different surprise.
But this time, it shouldn't be so terrifying.
Everyone knows how terrifying it is to be in the half-step of Chaoyuan.
The old man raised his hand and pressed it down.
A dozen people from behind came up to surround Wang Han.
The old man's smiling eyes gradually began to become cold and he nodded.
The group of people rushed towards Wang Han one after another.
Wang Han raised his hand and touched the ring.
More than a dozen spiritual generals flew out of the ring on the spot.
In almost a blink of an eye, these dozen people were knocked to the ground.
More than a dozen spirit generals hovered quietly behind Wang Han.
Almost transparent figure.
It looks very oriental.
This sudden scene shocked the old man so much that he couldn't speak.
Jing Jue and his group were also shocked by Wang Han's eyes, their eyes widened.
Behind Wang Han were three spiritual generals from the Three Flower Realm and ten spiritual generals from the Vajra Realm.
This is nothing like a walking sect.
Their Lingyao Operations Squadron mobilized more experts than Wang Han carried with him this time.
The old man's eyes gradually became solemn when he looked at Wang Han.
It's like treating a normal enemy.
"What a magical method! He actually carries so many ghosts for battle with him! He needs to catch them and study them carefully!"
Wang Han raised his eyebrows, "Hey, it's a coincidence, I'm going to catch you and study you well!"
The old man raised one hand, and it was obvious to the naked eye that his originally loose arm actually began to squirm with muscles, and in a flash he turned into a big muscle bully.
The whole body is full of power.
He stepped on the floor tiles and rushed towards Wang Han.
Jing Jue and his group looked solemn in the field, and some people didn't even dare to look directly. Meng Jianguo frowned and struggled several times but was fruitless. He could only watch the distance between the old man and Wang Han instantly approached.
Wang Han originally wanted to cut a large size.
Unexpectedly, the hand was lifted up again uncontrollably.
He punched the old man and smashed it out.
The two fists collided hard together.
The old man glared and took several steps back.
He looked at Wang Han with a horror.
The old man's eyes moved down and looked at Wang Han's wrist, as if he wanted to see through Wang Han's sleeves and wrist guards to see what was underneath.
At that moment just now, something seemed to resonate with it.
But in addition to resonance, there is more of a feeling of palpitations.
The old man flipped his hands and took out a small sculpture seven or eight centimeters tall from somewhere.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, from the moment the small sculpture appeared.
There is an indescribable feeling.
It's a bit like inviting God, but there's a big difference, and it's more like an ancient ritual that sacrifices oneself.
And at this time,
Wang Han's hand was even more uncontrollable.
It seems that I am very interested in that small sculpture.
The old man kept muttering something in his mouth.
The whole person's momentum is becoming more and more solid.
He respectfully put the small sculpture into a small cloth bag on his chest.
The old man's body became thicker than before.
A low growl.
He rushed towards Wang Han again.
Wang Han's hands were not controlled at all.
He grabbed the small bag on the old man's chest.
The arm cleverly passed through the old man's arm, and accidentally grabbed the small bag, grabbing each of his five fingers and taking pictures.
It was possible to clearly feel that something inside the small sculpture on the old man's chest was forcibly taken away by Wang Han's hands.
The old man held Wang Han's wrist with his hands.
The moment he touched Wang Han's wrist, the old man trembled violently.
The body was trembling unstoppable, weak.
The old man stared at Wang Han in horror.
"How could it be? How could it be with you! Why did this happen!"
The old man roared and pulled Wang Han's wrist away.
After glaring back a few steps, he took out a small bottle from his pocket, unscrewed it and poured it into his mouth.
Wang Han looked at the slightly yellow liquid and couldn't help but think more.
After all, it is indeed a bit strange that these people sometimes drink things with divine power.
The old man seemed to have been hit by medicine.
The momentum surged again.
"We have to catch you back and study it carefully!"
The old man looked ferocious.
He rushed towards Wang Han.
Wang Han's pupils instantly turned into vertical pupils, and the evil spirit wrapped around his arms rotated wildly.
Twist my waist.
One-style Tianlong Fist!
The air friction makes a sonic boom!
The old man flew backwards like a cannonball out of the barrel!
Wang Han was stunned after the punch was knocked out!
The Tianlong Fist I used to exert could only exert 80% of its strength, but now with the blessing of this hand, it can actually exert 10% of its power!
The old man flew out of the door, and his back hit the wall with a loud noise.
The wall skin falls off, and a hemispherical pit is sunk into the brick wall.
The old man raised his head in horror.
Wang Han stared at the vertical pupil state.
The voice trembled.
He murmured with strange emphasis in his mouth and recited the poems in Rigveda.
"Sacrifice is performed by sacrifice.
This is the first step to create the world.
And its power reaches the sky.
There lived the ancient gods.
Saint!"
The old man raised his head and stared at Wang Han, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
"You are the saint among the oracles of the Awakening!