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And now Han Xian, who should not be happy the most, is indeed smiling, because he saw the spotlessness of the place where he lived, and laughed in his heart: "With this power in hand, what a good way to be the burly ghost in front of you." ”

Seriously, the high wall formed by the burly and ghostly heroes in Han Xian's eyes really fell silent, even if they were brainless and soulless, they had been shocked by Han Xian's positive yang heat.

This new power created a path to Ansheng for Han Xian.

And the originally towering corpse wall was suddenly dissolved into a huge hollow, and a smile floated on Han Xian's face, although he was very confident in himself in his heart, but this confidence could not be built on the basis of exhaustion.

It's better to get out of danger sooner.

Immediately, his body squeezed into the hole broken by the fist.

Is he gone? Is he really gone? How can he just go!

Although the bodies of those heroes were afraid of the power of the scorching sun in their hearts, they were already dead, and what could not be abandoned.

Han Xian's eyebrows were startled, and the place of peace in his eyes was shrinking little by little.

was not afraid, and laughed indulgently: "Hehe, I can break it once, and I can break it once." However, just when the power of the road and the starlight are being pulled, all the ugliness of reality is naked in front of you.

It turns out that they are tired and they are already in need.

However, now Han Xian's face is still cold, he must know about himself, if he doesn't die, there must still be room for squeezing, so those who can still breathe now must have the strength to fight.

The Dao Tree shook slightly, and the verdant Dao leaves were suddenly dyed a little yellow, but for their own lives, they had to pay, and the same was true for the stars.

Han Xian's arm was a little yellow, although he was exhausted, but the emperor's light did not stop, and the gift of the red thread was also eternal.

The scorching breath flowed out from under the fist, and the corpses were already roaring miserably.

And under the fist, they should know very well the uniqueness of the fist, the tearing power of the whirlpool is still unstoppable, and the scorching breath is a natural restraint.

However, it is they who have discovered the uniqueness but also discovered a trace of the mystery of failure.

"Boom~~"

The corpse wall shook, a smile flowed out of Han Xian's face, and the narrowing passage in front of him was broken away by himself, but this smile was destined to not last long.

There are too many predecessors and successors, Han Xian's face suddenly darkened, and he shouted: "No~~"

The sound has come out, and the fist has risen again, it is still the power of the scorching sun, and it is still flying ash everywhere it goes as before, but how big is the fist, and how big can the whirlpool that accompanies him be derived, and how thick can the scorching sun breath be?

The bleakness was mixed with the unwillingness to fly with Han Xian's fist, but the desperate fight again and again could not change the passage of life, but under Han Xian's bleakness, the passage slowly closed.

And at this moment, the eyes are bleak and there is no light, and the future is only a fishy corpse wall.

Han Xian was powerless, but he was indeed encouraged by the group of corpses left by Han Xian, and he screamed in his mouth, and a deep sadness from the grave pressed on Han Xian's body.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and his body shook, Han Xian should have understood that if he fainted at this time, then he would be able to die in his teeth, there was no doubt that his heart was not finished, and the grave that should be dug had not been excavated, how could he let himself be tortured with the tip of his teeth.

A touch of imperial light, accompanied by a touch of bright red, Han Xian's fist swung out again.

"Hum~~"

Under the fist, was the wall of corpses broken through by itself?

I don't know.

The darkness in his eyes squeezed into his brain at this moment, and he went deeper into his heart, how could those weak fists still shake the high wall, and this strange sound was completely the roar of Han Xian's brain.

Even if you know and don't want to add to the torture of your teeth, it can't stop the dizziness of your head.

"Poof~~"

Han Xian's eyes were not closed, he was indeed godless, and he couldn't see everything, but he thought that he was carrying the stealing way of life that he had worked so hard to build.

Those blood-red eyes had long coveted Han Xian's body, and the wall of heroes collapsed because of Han Xian's fall, like a tide, and it was a feast to celebrate victory.

Han Xian's unclosed eyes had seen that he was submerged, and those who fell into darkness could feel the teeth of the cold corpse tearing at his body.

Godless people are lucky, because of his godlessness, so they can walk on the Huangquan Road silently.

However, one thing is indeed very ridiculous, what about the rows of teeth sharpening, and what about the cold soldiers in Shenfeng, tearing on Han Xian's body, chopping on Han Xian's body, it is indeed just a shocking toothache and sore hands.

This is not only the work of rough skin and thick flesh, but it is completely a method of people and hearts.

But one thing is certain, the cold corpses of Han Xian's bloody body will definitely not lose interest, because their ears can hear the sound of blood flowing in Han Xian's body.

That had become a source of stimulation for them to torture Han Xian.

The imperial light in his hand does not stop, and the red line light that once illuminated the way forward before Han Xian is stronger than ever, and it has reached the point where the cold corpse group cannot ignore his existence.

The red glare is even more dazzling.

He could only be pulled out, and a pair of pale hands grabbed the red thread that was wrapped around Han Xian's palm.

Those arrogant people are waiting for a reason, although it is still a bit far-fetched, but the hands still offend themselves, then everything will be killed.

"Ah~~"

The corpse cried, and the pale hand was diluted by the light emitted by it before it touched the red line, and the body was also melted into air, and how could the red line let go of such a rare opportunity.

"Hum~~"

The red light on the palm of his hand suddenly brightened with the brightness of the sun in the sky, dyeing the endless black with a layer of red, and under its illumination, the restless heroic corpses should return to their graves to rest.

Turned into air, turned into thick water and disappeared from this world.

And at this moment, the sun slowly floated, and Han Xian's eyes were still open in the red light, and he was pale and godless, and he couldn't see the help of the red line, let alone realize that he was out of danger.

Han Xian's body was supported by the red light, and slowly fell in front of Zuo Mu's monument.

The red light suddenly breathed, and the black Shen immediately enveloped the Weishan tomb, and the faint white of the emperor's light really couldn't illuminate the night.

In such a dark night, it should be a quiet night, and now Han Xian's eyes are slowly closed, he must be tired, forgetting that this is still a place of bitterness, and even more forgetting that it is cold on the ground, but he will not lie down for a long time.

.....

Han Xian's eyes opened slightly, and a figure stood in mid-air, and his eyes were indeed gently closed, his mind tingled, and he sighed in his heart: "Where am I." Yama Palace?"

A familiar world, and a familiar person?

"Hey, long time no see~~"

Oh, that sounds so familiar.

A smile must have flowed on Han Xian's face, when had he been familiar with the Yama Palace, and he still had a warm friendship with the Lord of Hell?

But the familiarity in the mind is even stronger.

Han Xian's eyebrows and eyes were raised, his eyes suddenly opened, and he fell straight on the familiar person, his body immediately bounced up from the ground, and he roared softly: "It's you!"

The proud person, the proud face, the similar face, the former Han Xianchao thought about it, and it was the existence of the world's people thinking about it, and today, when he was already dead or about to die, the boundary keeper came again.

The realm keeper looked at Han Xian's somewhat haggard face, chuckled, and said, "I really didn't expect to meet you again so soon." ”

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched slightly, undoubtedly deciding in his heart that now was not a good time to meet, his eyes glanced high into the sky, and sure enough, a verdant green leaf was guarded by a circular enchantment, and in it, Han Xian found a trace of beauty to the point of trembling existence, and a bean star floated on the Dao leaf.

This time the temptation was so obvious.

Undoubtedly, the current Han Xian has decided that this is a good time to meet, even if it is dead, with the power of the stars, then it may be much easier to break through the road to hell.

A smile flowed into his face, and he said with a low smile: "Yes, it's been a long time, I really miss you." ”

Han Xian was thinking about him, he must have known that as long as he broke him, then he would be able to step into the Nine Realms of Bone Casting and Blood Condensation, which was the realm of breaking the wind, as long as he broke through him, then his own world would be different from now on, at least he could also gallop proudly in the sky.

"Hehe~~"

Thinking about Han Xian, he was stupidly obsessed, not knowing that there was still a God of Wealth in front of him, if the Boundary Keeper ran away angrily, Han Xian would definitely be very sad.

But fortunately, this boundary keeper was very patient, and actually closed his eyes leisurely and waited for Han Xian to get rid of his stupidity.

Must have been waiting for a long time.

But they must be very patient because they were born to wait, and that face actually had a little bit of a fall asleep because of Han Xian's smirk.

"Haha~~"

must have thought of the bizarreness, it was this loud laugh that shattered the bizarre dream, and let Han Xian know that he had not yet taken Nami into his arms, and a pair of eyes fell on the face of the boundary keeper in embarrassment.

"Uh~"

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched slightly, the boundary keeper was actually stronger than me, so he fell asleep with Hadazi, so he was not afraid that he would suddenly burst out and take him in?

Although he is not a sinister villain, he is not a righteous gentleman, and this is undoubtedly a good opportunity in Han Xian's opinion.

With a slight movement under his feet, the joy on his face suddenly froze, and the person who was sleeping to death actually opened his eyes, looked at Han Xian with a wicked smile and said, "Hehe, morning." ”

"Hehe, it's early. Han Xian smirked.

And the sun rose early, and all the embarrassment had been turned into ashes, and the cold breath suddenly spread on Han Xian's face, and he said in a low voice: "Ha, I created another trick today." ”

"Oh~" Although the answer was perfunctory, the face of the boundary keeper was indeed very dignified.

"The name is 'Rifeng'"

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