At the beginning of the Oriental Sun, Han Xian felt that it was very beautiful and warm, and people bathed in it to sweep away the fatigue of their bodies, and even forgot their sorrows for a short time in this warmth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's short-lived, but it's unforgettable.

"Huh. ”

Han Xian, who was fighting in the dark, forgot the coldness of the black because of the appearance of this trace of warmth, and even forgot the dilution of his soul.

But that's not to forget.

Because the body has stopped the cold and slowly warmed up, and the soul is rediscovering its own loss in this ray of sunshine.

"The first sun, the first sun. ”

At the end of the night, it is the beginning of a new life, but it is also a continuation of yesterday's sorrows.

There are things you don't want to think about, but you must not forget, you can't forget your sincerity to Ruo'er, and you can't forget your burning thoughts about Yunshan.

In this life, Han Xian must be accompanied by Qin Murongruo and bathe in the warmth of the sun under the Yunshan Divine Tree.

But the darkness at the moment is still there, and what shines on her body is just a ray of sunshine, how can she take her to stay with this warmth that is better than nothing.

But now Han Xian is not afraid, with this glimmer of light, he can earn a thousand points of heat.

The light of the fist was slowly raised, and under the light, he was like a supreme king, even if it was the darkness and cold that shrouded his body, he also felt a trembling of danger.

It wasn't the effort of the souls, the frozen and congealed blood of the people who were haunted by the ghosts of the endless undead was crawling for a minute, and they felt a trace of temperature from the souls, and at this temperature, they lived.

The star map, the double stars that had been obscured by black, once again shone with unrestrained light, and they came to life.

Star map, Dao trees are dim because of the passage of life essence, but at this moment there is a trace of the soul endowment, they are alive.

They lived, and the Soul Flame was terrified.

They lived, and Yakoe was angry and frightened.

Han Xian lived, and his beloved Qin Murong cried with joy, he loved me, and he would not leave me.

How can the undead ghost not be frightened, this time they thought that Han Xian would die, because he had no external force to help him, but this time Han Xian did tell them that under their torture again and again, he had grown up, and he didn't need external intervention anymore, so you better stay in the Yin Gu and wait for purification.

How could they be honest, and the worship was made in an orderly manner, and the Godless King who sat in the center was already pale.

"Hurry~~. ”

It was impossible for that Zhang Rongyi to remain beautiful, because his eyes and the bridge of his nose were squeezed aside with his wide mouth, and he was begging to steal Han Xian's life essence, begging that he could turn these 200,000 undead into offerings.

"Hurry~~. ”

Yagongzi shouted endlessly, because in his opinion, the speed of the face swallowing was far from meeting his requirements, but he also thought that he couldn't swallow the demon sacrifice in Zhang Da.

Han Xian's life made him sad and frightened, and now this face was completely distorted hatred, and his heart was already roaring: 'He shouldn't live, he shouldn't live.' ’

"He'd better die. ”

Although it is hate, Yakoe is not completely brainless.

There is no doubt that at this moment, the blood of Han Xian's body like a turtle crawling and the star map that are lit up cannot support this body to be completely awake, this is an opportunity for himself and an opportunity to kill him.

The sword intent was abandoned, and only by holding the long sword in person could he truly feel at ease.

Yagongzi raised his sword angrily and stabbed Han Xian's heart, because he felt it smash his head with a powerful bang, he should die, he should stop.

Han Xian, who pierced the heart-piercing long sword, did not see it at this moment.

What I saw through that light was the face of the demon priest whose mouth was bigger than anything else, and the fist was raised for it, in order to roar in anger that only he was the only true emperor of this body.

As for the rest, let them die.

Following that glimmer of light, Han Xian's fist was flying, and with each climb, the darkness around him shattered a little, and a trace of bright light came out of it.

"Ah~~~. ”

Ya Gongzi saw the shatter that enveloped Han Xian, saw the rising fist, roared angrily, and screamed: "Hurry~~." ”

Hurry what, run, or devour.

Of course, the thief's immortal heart wants to make the last struggle, and the demon sacrifice still wants to swallow it, but as everyone knows, it has nothing to swallow at this moment.

The undead ghosts who have been breathing for thousands of years have already cultivated their humble cowardice into their souls, and when they were imprisoned for meaningless reincarnation, they all dared to die, but this is outside, without the unique reincarnation of Weishan, then they are afraid of death and come out of the soul again, they themselves are evil, and they understand that if they enter reincarnation at this time, then they will first suffer the 100,000 torture of the Abi Hell, which is 100,000 times more painful than the senseless reincarnation.

When Han Xian's fist climbed, seeing that the situation was not good, they immediately rushed back to their nest very quickly.

"Hurry~. ”

Yakozi saw it, saw the predicament of the demon sacrifice, and this roar was urging the demon sacrifice to escape in a hurry.

Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant, like choking in his throat, wanting to leave Han Xian did not give him this opportunity.

"Bang~~. ”

The fist stared firmly at this beautiful and ugly face, and immediately the slightest ugly crack rose on its beauty, but it was not completely shattered under the fist, but was retreating and fading.

"If you want to go, spit out what you should have left behind. ”

Han Xian was already roaring, and the soul fist immediately turned into a very frightened palm and grabbed this beautiful face in the palm of his hand, and it was left behind.

"Uh~. ”

This is the fear of the magnification of fear, and the piercing sword of Yakoki is a little sluggish in this fear.

"No~~~. Yakozi screamed loudly and sorrowfully.

"Haha~~. ”

Han Xian's soul was indeed smiling happily, the essence of his body was hidden in it, and it was necessary to get it back, and his palm did not hesitate, and he used his strength violently.

"Bang~~. ”

Yakomi heard the sound of his heartache and sore teeth, and even more heard the sad and broken sound of his efforts, because of hatred, the blood in his heart rushed to his teeth with anger, but even more because of hatred, the sword piercing his heart burst out with a cold luster again.

"Kill~~. ”

Yakoki's heart is already roaring for the death of his efforts.

"Keng~~~. ”

The long front trembled.

Heart, that is an indispensable part of life, how could Han Xian let it be penetrated, the palm of the tough soul has already pinched and exploded the Absolute Beauty Demon Sacrifice, and the life essence and ghost soul in it are gushing out like a tsunami.

Life is joyful, and ghosts are trembling.

The essence of life happily made the blood in the body hot and flowing again, the star map was full of power and radiance, and the once noisy ghosts did not dare to act as vicious, and rolled back into the yin Gu one by one like a lost dog.

And that made the sword blade tremble was indeed Han Xian's fleshy palm.

The reborn palm was already very frightened, and he grabbed the long sword that Yakomi wanted to break his heart.

That's Baofeng.

But Han Xian really grabbed the blade very tenaciously, but the coldness of the blade had also made the red blood seep out of his five fingers, but in this regard, Han Xian's face was cold and mocking contempt.

The man with the sword was a little stunned.

Ya Gongzi saw Han Xian's hand grasping the blade with some disbelief, as if in his opinion, the red blood would be fake, the sword was trembling, and the arm was fighting, and under this contempt, the nightmare demon that was originally planted in his heart was actually growing stronger by a minute, and the Dao power was a little unsmooth under their interference.

Such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Han Xian's hand holding the sword was released, but the sword was flicked away, and the middle door of Yagongzi suddenly opened, which was a good time for him to taste the heat of the early sun.

The fist is rushing, and the body is advancing.

This time the early sun is not weak and powerless daylight, and there is a scorching power hidden under the dim light, and what mountain dares to resist in front of it.

With this heat, it will melt him through.

But now it is not the majestic mountain that stands in front of him, but the handsome and dull cheeks of Yagongzi, so in Han Xian's opinion, how can it compare to the majesty of the mountain, it is just a white face.

The astonishment is only temporary, and anyone can wake up when their lives are in danger.

The fist was scorching and crushed in the face, and Ya Gongzi crawled out of his hatred, but he was greeted with a huge fist, can he still hide?

With such a close distance, hiding can only make you more passive, and this punch is determined by yourself.

"Hum~. ”

Under the crushing of Han Xian's scorching fist, Ya Gongzi's face was actually forcibly surging with a black viscous shield, but if he wanted to block this punch with this hasty design, it would be too much to underestimate Han Xian.

"Whew~. ”

With a wail, the black viscous shield was directly penetrated, and the handsome face under its protection could only defend Yakoe with its own hard skin.

"Bang~~. ”

After the wailing, Han Xian's punch landed firmly on the bridge of his strong nose, which had been collapsed and dented, and Yagongzi's body was immediately thrown away, but fortunately, his skin was thick, and he did not separate his head from his body.

But this punch was enough to make him linger for a long time.

The face was not handsome, and suddenly all five flavors opened, there were all kinds of colors, and the scorching heat of the early sun was still lingering on the bridge of his nose tormenting his skin.

But Ya Gongzi's heart really didn't care about this, because he knew that he couldn't die now, and a pair of eyes were staring at Han Xian's body, he was afraid, if he took advantage of the victory to pursue him, even if he didn't die, then I was afraid that he would have to open his skin and flesh.

"Uh~~. ”

Ya Gongzi was suddenly so pleasantly surprised that the corners of his mouth twitched, the person who should have been singing and advancing actually stopped, and the person who was supposed to beat the water dog turned around directly.

The love of my heart is still in the cold dust, how can I enjoy the joy of the moment.

This person is always going to die, so what's wrong with killing him later.