Concubine Song's pretty face froze and she said, "Isn't he dead? Why did he come here?"
Of course she knows this person!
It was Han Shichang, the second master of the Han family who was beheaded by Lin Han at the altar!
Behind him, several demon servants came one after another from a distance and stood behind Han Shichang.
"No, he has been invaded by demonic energy and controlled by demons!"
Lin Han frowned.
"What, invaded by demonic energy?"
Hear the words.
Many people are discolored.
Han Shichang let out a strange laugh and stared at everyone, his eyes glowing green, like a hungry wolf seeing its prey.
"Damn it!"
"How could he be resurrected?"
Many people's faces turned ugly.
"Whether he is possessed by demons or not, in short, he no longer belongs to human beings. Let's work together to kill him!"
"That's right, even if he is taken away by the demons, we have a large number of people, so we might as well give it a try!"
Many people nodded one after another. Although they were a little scared, they did not give up.
"kill!"
A group of people shouted loudly and each displayed powerful martial arts, swarming towards Han Shichang like a tide.
At this time, Han Shichang had lost his mind, his eyes were scarlet, and he didn't care about everything around him. He just roared crazily, bared his teeth and claws, and rushed towards him with terrifying fluctuations.
In an instant, the two sides were fighting fiercely.
Lin Han and Concubine Song stood side by side, watching the changes.
Han Shichang was tall and strong, with dark golden skin. His entire body seemed to be made of gold and was so strong that even an ordinary sword could not leave a mark on his body.
This alarmed many people.
He is like a King Kong, extremely domineering, sweeping across all directions, unrivaled by anyone.
"roar!"
Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily, opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of purple-black poisonous mist.
This poisonous mist is not trivial. It contains extremely poisonous substances. Once contaminated, even the strongest men in the Golden Core Realm will have their whole bodies fester and die.
A disciple of the Wang family, because of contact with the purple-black mist, his entire arm turned into pus and blood in the blink of an eye. He fell back in pain and lay on the ground, wailing.
This made many people take a breath of cold air.
Lin Han's eyes narrowed slightly!
This purple-black poisonous mist was so evil that even he found it a little troublesome.
Next, he ran the Hongmeng God Refining Technique, and a purple glow bloomed from his body, like a god, illuminating all directions, and the purple-black poisonous mist dissipated immediately.
Seeing this, many people couldn't help but gasp. Lin Han was indeed a monster. The aura he released alone was enough to withstand the purple-black poisonous mist.
Han Shichang was also startled, and then his pupils shrank sharply.
Lin Han's momentum!
It was stronger than expected, which surprised him a little.
Then, he said with a ferocious smile:
"Lin Han, do you think you can stop us from entering the Dragon's Nest like this? It's simply wishful thinking!"
After speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and a simple ring suddenly appeared in his palm. Then he injected a trace of spiritual energy, buzzed and trembled, expanded rapidly, and finally turned into a small tower, hanging in mid-air.
The tower was engraved with densely packed runes, like some kind of imprisonment pattern, exuding an air of obscurity and grandeur.
"Suppression!"
Han Shichang's palm shook slightly!
The small tower flew high into the sky, swollen by the storm, and instantly became dozens of feet in size, emitting a dazzling brilliance.
Immediately afterwards, the surface of the small tower emitted bright light, and golden chains hung down like ropes, shrouding downwards.
Under the thick golden chains, muffled sounds came out one after another.
One after another, the armor of the cultivators collapsed, revealing their bloody bodies. The golden chains penetrated into their bodies like snakes.
In just a few breaths, more than a dozen cultivators screamed, bleeding from their orifices, fell to the ground, and died.
All this is like a nightmare.
"how so?"
Lin Han also changed color. He could feel that the blood in his body seemed to be stagnant and unable to flow.
Moreover, his bones, muscles, organs, etc. are all restrained.
"Haha, Lin Han, you are no match for me now. Just surrender."
Han Shichang laughed, waved his sleeves, and walked towards Lin Han.
On him!
It exudes an extremely rich magical power.
This is the demon spirit of the demon clan, possessing him!
"No……"
Concubine Song, Meng Xueer and others all had pale faces, full of grief and indignation.
Han Shichang's strength is too strong. Who can compete with him here?
"Haha, don't worry, he can't do anything to me."
However, Lin Han smiled indifferently, and a hint of murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes.
"Um?"
Han Shichang raised his eyebrows, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said, "Are you also a member of the demon clan?"
Lin Han shook his head and said:
"I'm just an ordinary person. It's just that you messed with someone you shouldn't mess with today, and you are destined to die."
"Yeah?"
Han Shichang grinned with a cruel smile.
"In that case, let me send you back to the west."
With a puff, the words fell, and the purple-black poisonous mist sprayed out from his hand again, covering Lin Han overwhelmingly.
Lin Han's eyes were cold and fearless, and his whole body was filled with purple light.
In front of his chest, the pagoda refining furnace exuded a mighty aura like the sea, and with a roar, it hit the poisonous mist.
The poisonous mist exploded like fireworks, extremely gorgeous. However, the giant cauldron also tossed in the void before settling down.
"What?"
Seeing this, everyone's eyes widened in shock.
This poisonous mist can poison even the most powerful Jindan to death, but it can't do anything to Lin Han?
"impossible!"
Han Shichang's expression also changed drastically.
"kill!"
At that moment, he gritted his teeth, and a spear appeared in his hand, completely black and glowing with a ghostly cold light.
This spear was surrounded by a layer of pitch-black demonic flames, roaring like a real dragon, piercing Lin Han's forehead.
Lin Han punched out, and the purple-gold light exploded like a small golden sun. It met Han Shichang's spear fiercely, and brilliant sparks burst out.
With a crisp sound, the black iron spear cracked open, a gap of about an inch long appeared, and fell to the ground.
"Ah, my weapon!"
Han Shichang's face twitched!
This spear had been with him for twenty years. It had accompanied him on battlefields and performed many extraordinary feats. Today, it actually broke, which made him feel heartbroken.
"Break it for me!"
He gritted his teeth!
He took out another weapon from the storage bag.
This is a jet-black scimitar with a thick back and some complicated magic patterns engraved on it.
The two collided again, and this time, sparks flew everywhere, and the black scimitar was blown away.
"What a powerful defensive weapon."
Lin Han frowned.
This weapon is much more powerful than ordinary weapons, and even his Hongmeng Divine Refining Art cannot shake it in the slightest.