"Fuck!" Rong Huanxuan's curse came from the Sansheng corpse coffin.
He was really unlucky. First he was possessed by the god-level Shura Demon Emperor, and now he met a monster who had the memory of a god. Moreover, Ling Han was very likely to have something to do with ancient times.
However, Yan Tianzhao ignored him. In his opinion, Rong Huanxuan was naturally a small person among the small people, not worth mentioning at all. He looked at Ling Han seriously and said, "Is my sincerity enough? Ling Han,
Well, I don’t need you to give me the key, but I want to enter the Sagittarius Palace together and take away one thing inside.”
Seeing Ling Han's frown, he immediately waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, this thing will never have any effect on you!" He paused and then said, "I can also kill the boy in the coffin for you.
No one else can do anything to the Sansheng coffin, but it has no effect on me. I can dig it out!"
"Fuck!" Rong Huanxuan cursed again. If someone else said this, he would naturally sneer at it, but Yan Tianzhao has the memory of a god, which is equivalent to the reincarnation of a god. Maybe there is a way to deal with the three-life corpse coffin.
Ling Han smiled and said: "I won't do it!"
"Why!" Yan Tianzhao was simply crazy. He had already given in enough, but Ling Han still rejected him.
Ling Han said: "The kid in the coffin, I can't kill him now, but in a few years I can take him out and kill him, you might as well keep him as a reminder. As for that key... Hehe, it's obviously me.
Yes, why should I give something to you? Moreover, even a god is so interested in it, tsk tsk tsk, then I can’t miss it even more!”
"You!" Yan Tianzhao was furious and immediately jumped up and killed Ling Han.
Now that the talks have collapsed, only my subordinates can see the truth.
"Then take a look at the terrifying fighting power of our peacock clan!" Yan Tianzhao snorted coldly, and when he swung his hands, they actually turned into wings, but they were hundreds of feet long, densely woven with veins, shining brightly, and extremely terrifying.
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Ling Han unfolded the Mysterious Three Thousand. He didn't need to accumulate enough power. He only needed to fire out a hundred sword lights each time. He shattered the wings that Yan Tianzhao hit and turned them into broken feathers all over the sky. Then he immediately turned into a
Each vein quickly dimmed and returned to the space between heaven and earth.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Yan Tianzhao's expression became extremely evil, and his body turned sharply, as if he had turned into a huge peacock, with feathers flying and murderous intent filling the sky.
Ling Han showed no fear, he just unfolded the Three Thousand Mysteries and sent hundreds of sword lights to the sky. It was enough to fight against him.
"Damn it, after all, I am no longer a peacock, and I can't use the Ming King's secret skills to the extreme!" Yan Tianzhao roared, but the madness in his eyes only increased. "Bring me my key!"
Boom, his whole body was blazing with green flames, distorting the space.
Ling Han immediately felt dizzy. "It's poisonous!" he said in his heart, and quickly took out a piece of Golden Flower in the Stone and swallowed it. Then he looked at Huniu. Fortunately, the little girl was far away and was not wrapped in flames.
After taking a piece of the Golden Flower in the Stone, Ling Han felt that his dizziness was slightly under control, but it still did not get better. Obviously, the Golden Flower in the Stone could not cure the fire poison, so he could only wait for a while.
Hiss, what kind of poison is this? Even the golden flower in the stone, which is said to be able to cure all poisons, can't do anything about it!
However, Ling Han's fighting spirit increased instead of decreasing. He grasped the Demonic Sword and said, "Yan Tianzhao, take my sword!" Boom, the thunder armor activated, forming a barrier to isolate the green fire.
At this time, the Corpse Soldiers were of no use. They had been severely damaged by Ling Han's Mysterious Three Thousand and Yan Tianzhao's Green Fire, so the threat could be completely ignored. Therefore, Ling Han only needed to concentrate on dealing with Yan Tianzhao.
He raised his long sword and activated the Mysterious Three Thousands again. Suddenly, thousands of sword lights rose, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
Yan Tianzhao quickly opened his green wings and wrapped himself up. The sword light struck, raising a vein of light that filled the sky, causing his figure to continuously retreat.
The sword light was being annihilated, and the wings protecting him were also being destroyed. When the sword light was reduced to two hundred, the green wings were completely scattered. Puff, puff, puff, the sword light was raging, and blood suddenly surged.
Ling Han was secretly shocked. This guy really shouldn't be underestimated. If he hadn't advanced the sword energy from seven to nine, even the Mysterious Three Thousand would not be able to break through the opponent's defense.
Yan Tianzhao roared and vomited blood. This time he was seriously injured.
But at this critical moment, bang, the coffin of Sansheng's corpse was opened, and Rong Huanxuan rushed out, slashing at Yan Tianzhao with a knife. This was the moment when Yan Tianzhao was at his weakest, and how could he have imagined that Rong Huanxuan was still alive?
I shot at him and was immediately hit.
Poof, green blood splashed, and he was cut at the waist and cut into two pieces.
"You actually attacked me?" Yan Tianzhao couldn't believe it.
"Nonsense, you said you could pull me out of the Three Lives Corpse Coffin. If I don't kill you, who will you kill?" Rong Huanxuan sneered. In comparison, at least he still has the ability to protect himself in front of Ling Han, and
Even if he doesn't get the treasure in the Twelve Heavens Secret Realm, he has nothing to lose. It is not his in the first place, so there is no pain at all.
Yan Tianzhao was depressed. He didn't expect that the ants in his eyes would seriously injure him one after another. However, could he die so easily? His upper and lower bodies actually started to move. One ran with his legs, the other supported the ground with both hands, and then
The upper body jumped with both arms on the ground and overlapped with the lower body, as if they could be glued together.
"When the secret realm opens, I will definitely stop you, and you -" he first said to Ling Han, then pointed at the three-life corpse coffin, "next time, I will definitely let you turn into a corpse!"
After saying that, he ran away, and boom, two green wings of light appeared from behind, and when they flapped, they flew away through the air.
None of this?
Ling Han stood with his sword in place. Yan Tianzhao could be regarded as the reincarnation of an ancient god. He mastered an astonishing number of secret techniques. He couldn't survive being cut in half. Will he have to blow out his heart or head next time?
"Ling Han, don't be complacent, I will get a gold-armored corpse and I will kill you next time!" Rong Huanxuan also dropped a few words, obviously about to run away.
"I know, I know, let's go." Ling Han said impatiently.
"You -" Rong Huanxuan snorted. He was very unhappy with Ling Han's attitude, as if he was an insignificant person. He vowed to make Ling Han regret it.
With a bang, the coffin of Sansheng's corpse slid, and Rong Huanxuan walked away.
Ling Han fell into deep thought.
In a situation like Yan Tianzhao, is he the reincarnation of a spirit from his previous life, or is he still himself? On the other hand, what situation does he belong to? Is it just the memory of his previous life that has been transferred to his current body?
This made him a little confused.
"Ling Han!" Huniu jumped over and took Ling Han's hand. She immediately made Ling Han smile and drove away the confusion in his heart.
He is who he is, neither the Alchemy Emperor in his previous life nor the useless boy in this life, but a community that integrates the two, with both advantages and disadvantages, a living person.
This is enough.
"Come on, let's go back!" Ling Han said with a smile.
"Yeah!" Hu Niu nodded vigorously. (To be continued.)