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Chapter 2700: Respect the Fish

The investigation into the Demon Prisoner's Palace has not yielded any results. Although it is speculated that the rampage of the red-blooded devil may be related to the blood marrow gene fluid, no one knew that the blood marrow gene fluid would have such side effects before, and the warehouse was just useless.

It is recommended to use genetic fluids in common use. It seems that everything is just a coincidence and no one needs to be responsible for it.

Han Sen felt that the matter was not that simple. He guessed that this incident was most likely related to Li Xuecheng. Not long after Li Xuecheng came, something happened to him. This was too coincidental.

But there is no evidence that this incident is related to Li Xuecheng, and Han Sen can't do anything to Li Xuecheng.

"It's a pity that it will take at least half a year for the red-blooded devil's clone to be regenerated. Otherwise, if we try to kill another one, we might be able to solve the mystery of the incomplete beast soul." Han Sen was thinking in his mind when he suddenly heard someone beside him.

The fishing boy called out.

"Dad, we caught that sheep head again!" Bao'er said while pulling the dark silk thread.

Han Sen looked over and saw that the Four-Sheep Fangzun had been fished up by Bao'er again, and most of it had been exposed outside the lake.

Han Sen has become a little numb to this. Bao'er can often catch Siyang Fangzun, but he has never been able to pull it out of the lake.

Sure enough, just when Siyang Fangzun was about to be pulled out, the dark silk thread broke for the first time, and Siyang Fangzun sank again.

After catching it so many times, it escaped every time. Bao'er was obviously very angry. Seeing that Siyang Fangzun was about to sink into the lake again, Bao'er reached out to grab it and summoned his little gourd.

The mouth of the gourd was facing Siyang Fangzun, who was about to sink. Bao'er slapped the bottom of the gourd, and a strange force suddenly emerged from the gourd. It was as if there was an invisible rope binding Siyang Fangzun, and he actually pulled Siyang Fangzun and flew towards the small gourd.

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Han Sen looked at Bao'er in surprise. The things in the Dark World Lake were very special. Only the Dark World Silk could catch them. Other powers were useless in the Dark World Lake.

Unless something leaves the Dark World Lake, all kinds of power will have no effect on that thing. Han Sen also tried to use his own power to pull Siyang Fangzun out before, but it was useless. Once the power came into contact with the Dark World Lake,

The mist will dissolve into nothingness.

However, the suction of the small gourd was not dissolved by the power of the Dark World Lake, and it pulled the Siyang Fangzun upwards. However, Bao'er's strength was obviously insufficient and it seemed to be very difficult.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it feels like Siyang Fangzun is sinking hard, trying to escape back into the dark lake.

Bao'er was holding the little gourd, and his body was pulled and slid towards the Dark World Lake. Han Sen was startled, and quickly teleported over and hugged Bao'er's body.

Han Sen suddenly felt a huge force coming from Bao'er's body, pulling him to slide towards the Dark World Lake.

"What a terrifying power!" Han Sen's expression changed. He didn't have time to think about it. He summoned the Maurya Soul Clothes in an instant, burst out with all his strength, and his legs sank into the mud on the river bank.

Even so, he still couldn't resist the terrifying force, causing Han Sen's legs to plow through the soil and move towards the Dark World Lake little by little.

Han Sen and Bao'er tried their best. Bao'er's little face turned red, but they still couldn't resist the pulling force and were about to be pulled into the dark lake.

Han Sen originally wanted to ask Bao'er to keep the little gourd and stop sucking the Four-Sheep Fang Zun, but suddenly he felt a huge pulling force on his back, pulling him back, and the Four-Yang Fang Zun was also pulled out a little bit.

I turned around slightly surprised and saw the sixteen little piglets, one after another. The little piggy at the back bit the tail of the little piglet in front, forming a long dragon. The little pig at the front

Zai bit Han Sen's Peacock King Soul Clothes and pulled him back.

At this time, the mysterious curse patterns on the foreheads of the sixteen little piglets flickered, exuding strange power fluctuations.

Han Sen was surprised. Such power seemed to be more than just a king. He couldn't pull it with the Peacock King Soul Clothes, but sixteen little piglets were able to pull it. It was indeed strange.

But Han Sen didn't think much about it. After all, he and Bao'er had tried their best. Maybe they were just short of the strength of the sixteen little piglets. It wasn't that their strength was really that strong.

Seeing the Four-Sheep Fang Zun being pulled out little by little, Han Sen seemed to see a strange expression on the bronze sheep heads, as if they were slightly panicked.

"Okay, let's pull you up and see what the hell you are." Seeing that Siyang Fangzun was about to be pulled out of the lake, Han Sen also became a little excited.

He couldn't pull it up so many times, and those sheep heads seemed to have a mocking expression every time, which made Han Sen very unhappy.

The moment Siyang Fangzun left the lake, Han Sen and the others felt their hands loosen suddenly, and they fell into a pile with Bao'er and the piglets.

Bang!

The three- to four-meter-tall Siyang Fangzun flew out and hit the soil hard. Half of the base sank in, causing turf and soil to scatter in all directions, landing on Han Sen and Bao'er.

"Finally I pulled you up, let's see what the hell you are." Han Sen was overjoyed, got up from the ground and walked towards Siyang Fangzun.

Bao'er and the piglets also gathered around. The father and daughter and the piglets surrounded Siyang Fangzun in the middle.

After walking around for several times, I found that the Four-Yang Fang Zun was no different from an ordinary bronze vessel. There was no vitality or power fluctuations that could be felt from it, as if it was just a dead object.

Han Sen looked at all four sheep heads and found that they all had the same expressions. They all had lowered eyebrows and lowered their eyes, as if they were old monks in meditation. There was no mocking expression anywhere.

"It's strange. I clearly saw special expressions on their faces. How could they not?" Han Sen used the Purple-Eyed Divine Butterfly Mirror to take another look, but couldn't see anything strange. The Purple-Eyed Divine Butterfly's Retrospective

Ability seems to have no effect on it at all.

"Is this guy dead or alive?" Han Sen didn't see any vitality in it, nor did he see any fluctuations in power. However, if he said it was just an ordinary bronze weapon, even if he killed Han Sen, he wouldn't believe it.

He stretched out his hand and knocked twice on the bronze wall of the Siyang Fangzun. It made a clanging sound, but there was no sign of damage at all. Han Sen was even more sure that this was definitely not an ordinary bronze vessel.

With his power, even a copper vessel made of king-level alien genes would be cracked by him, but Siyang Fangzun did not suffer any damage at all, which at least shows that its material itself is extraordinary.

Bao'er jumped on top of Siyang Fangzun, looked inside, and said with some surprise: "Dad, there are two small fishes here..."

"Fish?" Han Sen was slightly surprised. He flew up and came to the top of the Four-Yang Fang Zun. When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw that the Four-Yang Fang Zun was filled with water and there were two small goldfish, one black and one white.


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