Chapter 297: The Red Line: The Dust Has Settled

For Han Xian, except for the demon, I am afraid that no one wants to stay except for the demon, and if the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon knows that the thing that smashes himself is in it, his expression will definitely be wonderful, and he will definitely grit his teeth at the same time as it is wonderful, because just now he naively sent him a big tonic. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But the current demon didn't dare to jump out and mock the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon, because not only did he have to avoid the red thread wrapped around his fingers, but it was more likely that the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon would fight to the death with himself indignantly.

The demon's current weak body can't withstand big movements, and maybe it will become the nutrition of the emperor's seal golden dragon.

Han Xian looked at it coldly and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going yet?"

Completely ignoring the master here, the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon, and wandering around the Dao Tree, the head of the soul of the roaring Korean Xian rushed towards him, with the intention of kissing it.

Han Xian's face was shocked, although it was already the Eight Realms, but for the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon, the Eight Realms were completely out of reach of a piece of his own scale, if he was kissed, he would not be able to die.

The Dao power under his feet surged, but the bitterness and evil immediately rose up on his face, his heart was full of resentment, and he actually froze his body again.

Previously, it was to drill into the star map, but this time in Han Xian's opinion, it must be for his own life.

But even if he was resentful, what could he do, the golden dragon still ignored everything and swooped in, and in an instant, just when Han Xian thought that he was dead, the golden dragon directly flicked his tail and disappeared from the star map, and the restraint on Han Xian immediately dispersed.

"Whew~~"

Han Xian exhaled a long breath fiercely, he really hated this trick, and he had already cursed in his mouth: "You bastard, next time I see you, I will have to peel off the skin and bones." ”

And the next time we meet, it's destined to be too soon.

Han Xian's gaze was raised, and with an embarrassed look, the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon came out of the star map, and did not immediately enter the Emperor Seal, but rose and floated in front of him.

And Han Xian's body's gaze saw not only the rising Emperor Seal Golden Dragon, but also the kneeling heads, and their mouths were silently chanting complex and long tones.

These fell into Han Xian's ears were all obscure, but a tear did involuntarily appear in the corner of his eye, and a trace of longing for his distant homeland in his heart couldn't help but be aroused.

The horror in his heart immediately rose, and he hurriedly waved the tattered sleeves of his mixed clothes to pick up the tears, staring at the kneeling dead soul with a vigilant face, there was no doubt that in Han Xian's heart, they were still enemies, although he remembered that they thanked themselves, and he also thanked them, but that caution really couldn't be erased.

Han Xian is hard-hearted, but some things are indeed born for those innocent souls.

The mouth of the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon opened slightly, and a stream of Emperor Qi flowed out, and he said in a low voice: "Get up." ”

How dare those dead souls get up, they still sing softly in their mouths, and there is a fluttering cry.

In Han Xian's eyes, the horror immediately deepened, he must not have thought that the golden dragon would actually speak, and he didn't think it was a good thing to face Han Xian, and he immediately took two steps backwards under his feet, with the intention of pulling out his feet and running wildly.

Han Xian wanted to run, but Jin Long really remembered him, turned to Han Xian, who looked frightened, and said, "Won't you help them?"

His legs were completely frozen, and his heart was full of bitterness, and he was trapped in a place where there were no birds, and it was ridiculous to help them.

But Han Xian didn't dare to laugh, gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and said, "I can't afford it myself, how to deal with them." ”

This sentence has exhausted the hardships in their hearts, and its insinuation is that they can also fish themselves out while asking Diyin to save them.

A smile actually flowed from the face of the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon, and he said affirmatively: "You can help them." ”

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched, his heart turned sideways, and he said coldly: "How can I help them?"

"It's very simple for you, just pull that starlight into the Imperial Seal. Jin Long said softly.

Han Xian nodded lightly, because the corners of his eyes were stained with tears again, and without hesitation, he pulled out a piece of starlight and fell into the imperial seal in his palm.

"Roar. ”

The golden dragon roared at the Emperor Seal, and the Emperor Seal immediately floated slowly, and the holy light emitted by it became even more refined.

The imperial seal floated above the heads of the souls of the dead, the light of holiness lit up above everyone's heads, and the words in the mouths of the souls who sang and whispered had long been blurred, only the sound of tears came and went.

Han Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the holy light in front of him became brighter and brighter, and the figures of all the dead souls were drowned in it.

"Hum~"

Han Xian was suddenly startled, a strong light directly blocked his eyes, and the cry that echoed in his ears disappeared, was this overrun?

Han Xian's thinking was too simple.

When the light of the gaze returned to light, the originally black and oppressive heads all disappeared, and only the light spots under the emperor's seal quietly rose and fell.

His eyes couldn't help but drift towards the golden dragon, and at this moment, the face of the emperor's seal golden dragon was full of solemnity, and a pair of eyes looked up at the dark sky.

And Han Xian followed the golden dragon's gaze and also drifted to the sky, his heart was suddenly shocked, he hadn't seen the sky above his head since he entered the burial forest, and the tall branches and dense leaves that originally covered his eyes had been dissipated at some point, and a layer of dark clouds isolated the hope of the rebirth of the dead souls, and also cut off Han Xian's way out, and he couldn't help but feel a desolate ghost aura in his heart.

"Roar~~~"

A dragon roar suddenly arose, directly saving Han Xian from his misery, Han Xian's face was red and white, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little grateful to the Emperor Seal Golden Dragon.

The eyes suddenly flickered slightly, and a familiar light polished the eyes.

A starlight above the emperor's seal suddenly disappeared, piercing into the dark clouds in the sky, and the golden dragon proudly crashed into the starlight, and rushed into the sky.

"Thorn~~"

The scorching thunder exploded, Han Xian's head slammed slightly, even the fearful gaze was projected into the sky at one time, and the starlight at this time became a star pillar that pierced the starry sky, and those dark clouds were like a huge grinding disc slowly rotating, in order to consume the starlight's penetrating power.

A huge golden dragon shadow appeared and disappeared against the direction of the clouds, and the dragon roar in the sky was accompanied by a thunderous roar tormenting Han Xian's ears.

"Hey~. ”

Han Xian let out a long sigh in his heart, and a trace of inexplicable thoroughness appeared in his heart, although the Golden Dragon Emperor's qi was extremely holy and domineering, but it was probably very difficult for it to open the way to break the heavens for these tens of thousands of dead souls.

With this lamentation, his eyes retracted, and fell on the ups and downs and the little whiteness under the emperor's seal, a trace of inexplicable touch appeared in his heart, just as the emperor's seal golden dragon said, he should help them, although this strength is ridiculous, but now Han Xianyi is willing to make a modest effort.

With his footsteps raised slightly, his body was surrounded by spots of white in a moment, and before Han Xian also stood up with the Emperor Seal, his hand involuntarily stretched out and put it on it.

Han Xian's ruddy cheeks brought by the original broken mirror suddenly turned white, and the star map trembled slightly, and the starlight surged out with Dao power, but the Dao power was evaporated before it fell into the imperial seal, and only the unrestrained starlight could pass through it.

A bit of joy did flow on Han Xian's face.

In that case, then what else do I have to be afraid of, anyway, in Han Xian's opinion, the star will never go out, as long as he is alive, he can be miraculously resurrected.

But Han Xian should have noticed that his starlight fell on the emperor's seal, as if the slightest change had not changed, and the brilliance of the star pillar was not intense, and the golden dragon in the sky roared again and again, and the original looming dragon body appeared more and more frequently, and the golden dragon body was even more dim, and there were some shocking scorched black embellishments.

Han Xian should understand, if this continues, I am afraid that these tens of thousands of undead will still have to wander in this lonely and cold burial forest.

A bit of anxiety spread on Han Xian's face, and the golden dragon in the clouds completely appeared, which is still a golden dragon now, more like an unyielding gray worm.

But even if the golden dragon became a gray worm, he still roared again and again and rushed towards the clouds, although he was burned by the ghost thunder, he did not regret or retreat.

"Bang, bang, bang~~"

Han Xian's heart was already echoing fiercely in his chest, and the originally radiant star was dimmed again, and when it was still pulled by Han Xian, it fell on the emperor's seal, but this was destined to be powerless.

"Is that a failure?"

How many eyes are as obsessive as Han Xian, but only Han Xian and Jin Long are truly unwilling, because there is no way to retreat from the spots around them and under them, either breaking through the sky and entering the normal world, or still breaking through the sky and entering the normal world.

Han Xian's gaze was blood red again, the starlight had long been weak, and the manic blood qi suddenly surged out, but the fate of the blood qi was indeed the same as the Dao power, and it was evaporated before it fell on the emperor's seal, but this time Han Xian seemed to know that he would definitely succeed, even if his face was as pale as paper, he did not give up.

"Poof~~"

The forcibly surging blood suddenly broke through the teeth and flew on the emperor's seal, and this time the holy starlight could not be isolated, and a little red dotted it.

This time, the imperial seal could not block the power of Han Xian's blood, and the blood qi suddenly surged out, and the original holy jade-colored imperial seal was all dyed blood, and the starlight that was determined to break through the sky was also dyed with blood, and it crashed into the dark clouds with Han Xian's edge.

"Hum~~"

This is the incomparable meaning, the dark clouds that originally rotated like a millstone were suddenly stunned by the blood, the golden dragon waited for this opportunity for too long, and the dragon's breath in his mouth suddenly surged and fell in the blood light, and the originally unbreakable darkness couldn't help but be broken, and a trace of tranquility flowed out.

"Hurry~~" Han Xian snorted softly.

The dots of white around them immediately surged towards the blood-colored pillar of light, and they were not the only ones who moved, there were too many people in this Weishan Burial Forest, and suddenly a group of ghosts and demons danced wildly in the air, all wanting to leave this bitter place with the efforts of Han Xian and the golden dragon.

They who had not been washed by the imperial seal and left this place were destined to be a disaster, no matter how hard they tried, they could not squeeze into the blood-colored pillar of light, but their impact made Han Xian, who was already a loss of blood and qi, painful.

But if the little bit of white does not disperse, it is impossible for the stubborn Han Xian to give up.

"Puff~~"

With his knees on the ground, Han Xian fell to his knees on the shady ground with exhaustion, and the last bit of white flew into the fragrant world like blood.

The golden dragon shadow swooped down and disappeared into the Emperor's seal. An anxious roar also sounded in Han Xian's ears: "Hurry up." ”

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