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Chapter 293 Rest in peace

Under Mo Han's gaze, a huge stone tablet rose from the center of the cemetery. It did not have a huge aura, nor did it have a magnificent building. It was just an ordinary stone tablet, which recorded something about the alchemist.

Alchemists, everyone in the alchemy sect should pay tribute to them!

There is a single line of words engraved on the top of the stone tablet. This line of words is not the largest, nor is it the best written, but it must be the most dazzling.

I don't know why, when Mo Han saw this line of words, he unexpectedly bowed respectfully to the stone tablet. After the salute, Mo Han continued to look down.

The following records are all the origins of alchemists. Most of the alchemists are disciples of the alchemy sect. When they feel that their time is approaching, they actively ask to become alchemists to guard the alchemy sect; there are also a small number of alchemists.

He was not qualified enough to join the alchemy sect, but he devoted himself to alchemy, and eventually became an outer disciple of the alchemy sect, and became an alchemist after his death.

Behind every alchemist there is an exciting and heartbreaking story. Every alchemist is obsessed with alchemy. Every alchemist is a madman. When they were alive, they dedicated their limited lives to the alchemy process.

After death, they still use their immortal will to guard the most sacred and noble ideals in their hearts.

"Intruder, kill!"

"Intruder, kill!"

"Intruder, kill!"

While Mo Han was carefully reading the records on the stone tablet, the cemetery where the alchemist was located suddenly came to life. Stone tablets stood up one after another, and the corpses buried underneath all crawled out from the belly of the earth, shouting that they were with them.

The slogans he was born with kept coming towards Mo Han.

These corpses are all former alchemists of the Alchemy Sect. After soaking their corpses in special medicinal liquid, they will never decay and guard the Alchemy Sect forever.

In the ancient war, these alchemists suffered heavy losses, but as long as their bodies were not completely destroyed, they would continue their great dream.

Looking at the alchemists who were constantly gathering towards him, Mo Han couldn't fight or not fight, he could only keep dodging. After all, these people had won the respect of Mo Han, and Mo Han was just as they said, Mo Han

Just an intruder.

Mo Han jumped around in this huge cemetery, like a clown, dodging the alchemists attacking him. But more and more alchemists gathered, and Mo Han had to avoid stepping on their tombstones.

, while trying to dodge their attacks. After a long time, there was finally no place to dodge.

"Uncles, aunts, grandparents, great-grandfathers, great-grandmothers, you can't blame me. I understand your feelings, and I respect your beliefs, but Danmen has completely disappeared into history and will never come back. You guys are like this

Going down is just torturing yourself, why not let

As the successor of the Alchemy Sect, I will definitely promote the Alchemy Sect. At the same time, I will also help you to be liberated. I hope that in the next life you can still be a devout alchemist and become a great alchemist. The future of the Alchemy Sect will be determined by

I'm here to protect you. If you don't owe Danmen, Danmen owes you."

After Mo Han shouted loudly, he shouted again: "Everyone, I will send you to a blissful life right now."

Strange-shaped objects suddenly appeared in Mo Han's hand. These strange-shaped objects had different colors, but they all had a common feature, that is, they were all full of explosive power, as if they could explode at any time.

Yes, these are the products made by Mo Han imitating the fat boy Wei Su, but Mo Han does not know the specific steps of the process, nor does he know how to make stable products. But Mo Han knows the process of Wei Su's treatment

, which is to continuously compress and re-compress the elemental force, and finally let them explode to produce great power.

Mo Han was not good at compressing Yuan Power, but he was good at continuously transporting Yuan Power into a very small space and then exploding the space. Therefore, Mo Han did the opposite of Wei Su.

From the storage bag given by Beidou Qingyun's cousin Yuanxiao, Mo Han found some relatively strong and hard defensive equipment, as well as monster furs, and then made them all into spheres, and then used the reincarnation fire to freeze them.

There was only a small opening left for him to input Yuan Power into. When he felt that the critical point of the container had been reached, Mo Han decisively stopped inputting Yuan Power and made each *.

"Seniors, rest in peace!" Mo Han shouted again, flying up into the air, and throwing the coins in his hands towards the cemetery as if they were free of charge.

Boom, boom, boom.

There were explosions one after another in the cemetery, and one after another the alchemists were turned into flying ashes in the explosions and rested forever.

In fact, Mo Han's power is not that great. The main reason is that after the end of the ancient war, these powerful alchemists were greatly injured and have not healed for tens of thousands of years. The reason why the outside world rumors that alchemists are powerful is that alchemists

People are difficult to deal with because unless the alchemist is turned into ashes, they will keep fighting.

The explosion lasted for five days and five nights. Mo Han refused to eat or drink. He was determined to turn all the alchemists into ashes, let them rest forever, and free them from now on. So after blowing up a place, Mo Han

Han went to another place, and only after all the alchemists were liberated, Mo Han stopped.

Looking at his brilliant results, Mo Han felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. He sat on the ground panting, unwilling to get up. Although he was very tired during these five days and nights, there was always an inexplicable force supporting him.

Follow him and let him complete this matter.

Originally, Mo Han had a faster way to liberate all these alchemists, but Mo Han did not dare to use it. Because that method was to directly use the reincarnation fire to burn all the alchemists into fly ash. But when he thought of the characteristics of the reincarnation fire, he even

Your soul can be frozen for you. Mo Han is worried that if you use the reincarnation fire, these people will completely lose the chance of rebirth.

Fortunately, Mo Han also has a good brother named Wei Su, and Wei Su's eccentric research came up with a thing called *, which allowed Mo Han to save a lot of effort with a half-hearted level, otherwise Mo Han would really

There is no good way to free these pathetic alchemists.

"So damn tired!" Mo Han's face was pale, and all his clothes were soaked with sweat. When he sat on the ground, he fell backwards and lay straight on the ground, not wanting to move.

"Boss, do you think that little bastard is really here? I'm going to skin him and beat his tendons. He dared to hit us during the robbery. If we hadn't been in Shannan City at that time, our identities were sensitive and should not be exposed.

, and he is protected by people from the City Lord’s Mansion, so I have to kill him!”

Less than five kilometers away from Mo Han, the bald man and the middle-aged scribe, who were beaten twice by Mo Han in Shannan City and extorted n yuan of stones, were walking towards the direction of Mo Han.

"Third brother, don't be careless. That kid is not as simple as he seems. If you underestimate him, you will never get revenge in your life." The middle-aged scribe glared at the bald man and warned with great dissatisfaction.

After the middle-aged scribe left with the bald man that day, he thought about it carefully and felt that Mo Han was not as powerful as he thought. It was just that they were all overwhelmed by the momentum shown by Mo Han at the time. The bald man

The big man was careless, so he realized how miserable they were that day.

Therefore, as soon as he returned, he made a plan to kill Mo Han in the Dan Gate Forbidden Area and take revenge. No, as soon as they arrived in the Dan Gate Forbidden Area, they started asking around for news about Mo Han.

They didn't know whether they were lucky or just dumb luck. It took less than a day for them to hear someone say that they had seen Mo Han here, so they headed here.

"Boy, have you found any trace of that little bastard?" The middle-aged scribe suddenly stopped and shouted loudly to the sound transmission jade pendant.

"Brother, no, I searched all over and couldn't find it." A carefree voice came from the other side of the jade pendant: "What a damn unlucky person. I don't know which powerful person came in or from which family."

The young master from the rich family went crazy here and eliminated all the alchemists in this forbidden area. It almost affected me several times. Fortunately, I am lucky."

The middle-aged scribe, the bald man, and the man on the other side of the jade pendant. The three of them were sworn brothers. They were robbers together, burned, killed and looted together. This time they were hired and came to the Danmen Forbidden Area together.

When the three of them came to this area to search for Mo Han, they searched separately. Each person was responsible for one direction. The middle-aged scribe and the bald man met at the back. When they arrived, Mo Han happened to ask him to make alchemy.

On the third day of human liberation, they also received a baptism of artillery fire.

"Okay, second brother, come closer to us. Our address is here. If nothing else happens, the little brat should be not far away from the three of us. Don't let the three of us separate. That little brat is a ghost.

I have many ideas, so I can’t capsize the boat again.” After the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, he sat down and waited for the arrival of the second child in his mouth.

"Brother, big brother, big brother, I found him. He is less than five kilometers directly in front of you. He seems to have experienced a battle and is very tired. He is lying on the ground and fell asleep. I didn't dare to approach him. You hurry up.

Come here, let us three brothers make him a dumpling this time."

When the middle-aged scribe was thinking about how to deal with Mo Han, his sound transmission jade pendant rang again, and the voice of surprise came from inside.

"Okay, Second Brother, you wait, pay close attention to his whereabouts, and don't disturb him. The Third Brother and I will come right away." The middle-aged scribe stood up from the ground, greeted the Third Brother, and hurried towards Mo

Fly over to where Han is.


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