"I've given you the Sijicao, what else do you want?" he asked suppressing his anger.
Ling Han smiled: "It's strange, I just asked you to put down the Sijicao, but I didn't say that you can leave after putting it down."
this!
Cheng Feng immediately thought that he had ordered the five Taoists in the same way before, but now he was paying it back to himself.
This retribution must be too quick.
He gritted his teeth: "Then let's fight!"
Obviously, there was no way Ling Han would let him go, so there was no need for him to humiliate himself anymore.
He took the initiative to kill him, and buzz, a war drum floated above his head, and with a bang, it actually beat on its own.
"Ugh!" The five Taoists felt a pain in their chests, and blood spurted out.
The war drum seemed to be beating on their hearts, almost exploding their hearts.
And this was because Cheng Feng's main target was Ling Han, and they only suffered a little aftermath. Otherwise, they would have been dead by now.
Holy weapon!
Ling Han built a rule defense in front of him to block the sound wave impact. However, when the sound wave passed by, the rule shield was immediately shattered.
That was an attack from a holy weapon. How could it be unusually powerful?
At this moment, Cheng Feng took the opportunity... to turn around and leave.
He clearly realized that he would definitely not be able to kill Ling Han, so instead of getting entangled and taking risks, it was better to leave.
Because he will be promoted to the holy rank soon, and Ling Han will be imprisoned forever at the leader level. Therefore, he is so valuable, why should he have a head-on confrontation with Ling Han, a piece of porcelain?
Even if he can win, he will give up if he has to pay a huge price.
This was also the reason why he was willing to hand over the Sijicao. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. He did not want to fight with Ling Han.
Ling Han did not pursue him because Cheng Feng was not much inferior to him, and this place was very suitable for an ambush, so he did not want to take too many risks.
Isn't it enough to forcefully take the Sijicao from the opponent's hands?
"Thank you!" The five Taoists all said to Ling Han.
Ling Han nodded, turned and left.
After that, he did not meet the emperor again. A month later, he reunited with Brother Monkey and the others, and then headed to the next location.
Before they even reached the distance, they saw the saint's corpse tower towering into the sky, which was the best guide.
They came to this fourth mass grave and made the same appointment to meet under the corpse tower in a month.
I am looking for the elixir every day, time flies by, and a month flies by.
Ling Han came to the Saint's Corpse Tower. This time he was the first one. Brother Monkey and the others hadn't arrived yet because he was one day early.
He sat cross-legged. He had been immersed in the Holy Power these days. He always had some insights and needed to sort them out.
After half a day, someone arrived.
Ling Han thought it was Brother Monkey and the three of them at first, but he turned around and saw that it was Jing Haoran.
"Old man, we meet again." Jing Haoran waved his hand with great enthusiasm.
Now, it seems like I’m not very familiar with you.
Ling Han sighed. This guy was just like the big black dog. He was a mean-tongued person. It was normal for him to be hacked to death for speaking out.
Something moved in his mind: "Old man, there is a very cost-effective business, do you want to do it or not?"
"What business?" Jing Haoran asked immediately.
"How about I trade high-level immortal energy with you for a low-priced one that's one star lower than it? How about one for five?" Ling Han suggested.
hiss!
Jing Haoran took a breath, and then immediately said: "Okay, Old Tie, you have mastered the method of refining low-level immortal energy into high-level immortal energy! Come on, how about selling this method to me?"
This guy is quite smart, and he guessed the truth based on just these clues.
He is worthy of being the master of the Yuan World, and we must not underestimate him just because he speaks freely.
"Can you make elixirs?" Ling Han said with a smile.
"Hey, are you looking down on me?" Jing Haoran grinned.
As the master of the Yuan World, who has not lived for several epochs, and must have learned all about alchemy, weapon casting, or other heresy.
Ling Han also smiled. This would be one thing, but reaching the water standard is another matter.
As far as he knew, Ding Shu could also make alchemy, but he could only say he was good at it, and he didn't have any particularly amazing talent.
"Okay, I'll give you 10,000 copies of Eight Star Immortal Energy in exchange." He said loudly.
With so much immortal energy, it is enough for him to become a Venerable and reach the peak of the Four Extremes Realm. Then, he will not need immortal energy anymore.
"Why don't you go and grab it!" Jing Haoran rolled his eyes wildly, isn't this a joke?
Not to mention that he couldn't get 10,000 copies of Eight-Star Immortal Energy, even if all the imperial clans were willing to donate generously, it would still not be enough.
"Then how many copies can you take out?" Ling Han said with a smile.
"Twenty copies at most." Jing Haoran counter-offered.
"Haha, why don't you go and grab it?" Ling Han rolled his eyes, why are you even more shameless than him?
"Eight-star immortal energy is already scarce, okay? Besides, how much did you cheat me last time?" Jing Haoran paused, "No big deal, I'll give you some more seven-star immortal energy, six-star immortal energy, etc. to make up for it.
One hundred copies.”
This guy is really good at bargaining.
Ling Han was about to speak, but he said "hmm" and looked towards the corpse tower.
The same was true for Jing Haoran, who sensed a strange movement.
"Hey, hey, you're not going to transform into a corpse, are you?" He murmured.
At this moment, I saw the arm of a holy corpse suddenly move.
Depend on!
"You crow's mouth!" Ling Han said.
Jing Haoran shrugged, blame me?
He chuckled: "How much worse can it be?"
Boom, the whole corpse tower trembled slightly, and corpses fell down one after another from the top. Suddenly, it seemed like a rain of holy corpses fell from the sky.
"If you say one more word, I will chop off your head!" Ling Han warned Jing Haoran. This guy definitely has the ability to "follow his words," but all of them are negative.
The Lords of the Yuan World are indeed weird. He has an aura of trouble, but Jing Haoran can always predict the worst situation.
In just a moment, the entire corpse tower collapsed, and the holy corpses rained down all over the mass grave.
The people below quickly dodge. Although the fallen saint's corpse has long been hanging, it is a saint's corpse after all. Who dares to let it touch it? If it is really hit, it will be like being hit by a holy weapon from the front. Guaranteed
Totally dead.
While dodging, everyone was also heading towards the Saint's Corpse Tower, wanting to know what was going on here.
One, two, three, more and more people came.
The corpse tower has not collapsed yet, leaving a "tower base".
what happened?
Everyone came here with such doubts.
Boom, at this moment, the remaining tower base also began to collapse. After all the saints' corpses rolled to the side, a large bronze coffin appeared underneath.