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Chapter 1742 Aotian shot

Lin Han is a famous figure in the Great Thousand Realm, and countless people know his name like thunder.

Could it be said that he is Lin Han?

Mu Qiqi was also stunned, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration.

She also had some admiration for such a rumored young man.

Lin Han came to the fairy world in less than three years and created too many legends.

Seeing it with her own eyes, she also felt that Lin Han's charm was amazing.

The image would shine and impact her heart.

Roar! There was also a hint of horror in the eyes of the Double-Horned Tyrannosaurus. The ancient divine cauldron gave it too much pressure. If the suppression was suppressed, even it would probably suffer a catastrophic disaster.

At this moment, it exerted almost all the divine power in its body, making its attacks more violent and its defense even more amazing.

Boom! Unfortunately, it has no effect at all. The Ancient Divine Cauldron is a famous artifact from ancient times, and its power is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Finally, the Two-Horned Greymon was crushed and turned into blood and mud, and died tragically on the spot.

The ground collapsed and sank more than twenty meters, covering a thousand miles in radius. This shows how violent Lin Han's attack was.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Lin Han collected all the smallpox plants on the ground, otherwise, all these smallpox plants would have been destroyed.

After doing this, Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared in his heart.

He finally got the small grass, so that he could use the starry sky teleportation array.

Everyone in the Wind Hunting Team regarded Lin Han as a god.

"Haha, Lin Han, I can't tell you that you actually have such a treasure, it's incredible."

At this moment, a wild laugh came.

Then, purple light boiled in the sky, like a purple sun covering the sky, illuminating the universe.

A man in purple flew over, filled with a powerful sense of power, like an unparalleled god descending to earth.

"Who are you?"

Lin Han frowned.

This man is very powerful, and his strength must be at least above the eighth level of Tongtian Realm. He is not at all comparable to the Double-Horned Greymon and the opponents he has encountered before.

A young man actually has such strength.

In the Great Thousand Realm, he has never encountered it before.

"I am Aotian, the genius of Tianshen Palace."

The man said proudly.

I followed Lin Han all the way, and now I felt that the opportunity was right, so I finally took action.

"Tianjin Palace?

I have nothing to do with Tianshen Palace, why do you want to be my enemy?"

Lin Han said.

Tianshen Palace is a famous strength in the deity realm, and he has heard of it.

Have not been in contact.

"Hmph, Shangguan Xiyun must be your lover. I went to Shangguan God Clan to propose marriage a few days ago, but was rejected. Xiyun only has you in her heart. If I kill you, Xiyun will naturally be mine."

Aotian said with a ferocious smile.

Lin Han was relieved and sneered: "Even if you kill me, Xiyun will not fall in love with you. She will also only hate you and hate you. This will not make you successful."

"Hmph, I don't care about that much. Only if you die will I have a chance. Stop talking nonsense and accept your life."

Aotian shouted angrily, and without much delay, he took out a purple sword and slashed at Lin Han.

His aura is very fierce, like a peerless purple god and demon.

Lin Han was not afraid. With the opponent's strength, it was absolutely impossible to kill him.

Dang! He took out a huge black coffin and moved towards it like a brick.

The purple sword collided with the black coffin, erupting into a ball of extremely dazzling sparks.

But the powerful force contained in the black coffin shocked Aotian. His arms immediately hurt, and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. The tiger's mouth cracked open, and the purple sword almost flew out.

"How could this happen? What kind of coffin is this?"

Then he said in horror.

There was a very terrifying aura in the coffin, as if there was a supreme being sleeping in it, and all the hairs on his body stood on end.

Song Yun, Mu Qiqi and others were also frightened.

The coffin is indeed too weird. It appears like this, as if it absorbs all the sunlight and swallows everything.

If you look at it for a long time, your soul will sink into it.

This coffin must be extraordinary, as it contains great evil.

"The coffin that wants your life, take your life."

Lin Han smiled coldly. The coffin was indeed a secret weapon of his. When used, it could sweep away everything. Even if the opponent was a genius from Tianshen Palace, he was confident that he could crush him.

Boom! Finally, he swung the coffin and killed him again.

Aotian roared angrily, and placed the purple sword above his head, trying to block it, but was unable to block it at all. With a click, the purple sword was broken.

Then, the coffin hit him on the head, causing him to fall into the ground in an instant. His head was broken and bleeding, and he was extremely miserable.

You can see all the bones.

Aotian covered his head and wailed. He was so frustrated. Lin Han leaned against a strange coffin. He was no match.

"Aotian, do you still want to kill me now?

Your strength seems not enough."

Lin Han smiled and said.

Ao Qiang's whole body trembled, and he was really afraid of the black coffin.

This thing is so weird.

He felt that Lin Han was only displaying the tip of the iceberg of power now.

If he really fully recovers, he will definitely be beyond redemption.

"Lin Han, throw away this coffin quickly. If you keep it beside you for a long time, you will definitely feel something unknown. The existence in it is not accessible to people at your level."

Aotian gritted his teeth and said.

"none of your business."

Lin Han smiled.

Even if there really is the corpse of an Immortal Ancestor-level figure inside, he has Honghe Honghuang Sword Forging Furnace, and it is not that simple to harm him.

"Go away, don't appear in front of me again, I will spare your life, otherwise I will kill you into a pulp immediately."

Lin Han said calmly.

Aotian was angry and afraid.

It is really unreasonable that the genius of Tianshen Palace should be so humiliated by Lin Han, a lowly boy.

If it weren't for this coffin, who would Lin Han be?

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and said: "Lin Han, if you have the guts, I'm not done with you. Let's see."

He could only turn around and fly away.

The coffin posed too great a threat to him, and he really didn't dare to fight to the death with Lin Han.

The other soldiers in Tianshen Palace were all dumbfounded. Aotian, who was so arrogant, just left like this?

Originally, I thought that if Aotian followed him all the way and found the right time to take action, Lin Han would definitely be in trouble.

This was too anticlimactic and made them dumbfounded.

In the end, they had no choice but to leave.

Not even Aotian could defeat them, and they were no match for Lin Han.

"Okay, is everyone okay?"

Lin Han put away the ancient divine cauldron and said with a smile.

Everyone shook their heads and were even more in awe of Lin Han.

"Lin Han, sir, thank you very much this time. If it weren't for you, our entire team would have been wiped out."

Song Yun cupped his hands.

"It doesn't matter, we are all teammates, and this is what we should do."

Lin Han just smiled.


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