"It seems that I can only use the life-saving hole card that my father gave me. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Han Ziyi's face was absolutely unpalatable.

Compared to Yang Xiao's despair.

His face was more bitter.

As the son of the God King, his father, who doted on him, would naturally prepare some life-saving hole cards for him.

Just these things.

Use once less once.

Right now, before he left the Northern Wilderness Sword Mansion, he was forced to use it once.

In Han Ziyi's heart, he was naturally very sad and reluctant.

Not to mention, if you use your hole cards, what if you cause others to be greedy?

Especially myself now.

is still under Yang Xiao's control.

The two met.

Just for a moment.

Trust.

It can't be completely generated.

"Now, I can only trust him, and I hope he won't let me down. ”

I thought to myself.

Han Ziyi had an idea.

Saw.

On his illusory body, a pale golden brilliance flashed.

Immediately after, a golden ball flew towards the spear that pierced it.

"What the hell?"

See the ball.

The Golden-Winged Roc didn't care at first.

But soon, he thought of something, and his face changed.

He hurriedly withdrew the long sword he had stabbed.

He shouted angrily: "Fallen God Son, you are really willing, but even if you escape this catastrophe, what can you do? The entire Northern Wilderness Sword Mansion, I am the only one, you can't escape!"

Snorted coldly.

The Golden-Winged Roc retreated.

And Han Ziyi also looked relieved.

Beckoned.

The golden ball.

Took it back again.

Seeing the golden-winged Dapeng's expression, he was stunned.

"I actually took it back, rub, is this playing Benpeng?"

Its eyes were even more fierce.

hatred for Yang Xiao and others.

A little thicker.

If it was said before, it killed Yang Xiao just to avenge that Zamao Peng brother.

Well now.

It's more than that.

It felt like it was being played with, it was insulted.

But.

Just a retreat between.

Battle Heaven Shrine.

It's gone.

No matter how strong it is, it can naturally manipulate the power of the void, at this moment, it can no longer pursue Yang Xiao and them, and can only wait for them to appear again before they can carry out the next step of pursuit.

But.

When the breath of Yang Xiao and others reappeared.

This guy's face changed.

"Actually hid in the Valley of the Poison King! Hmph, do you think that you can escape Ben Peng's pursuit by hiding in the Valley of the Poison King? Ben Peng will stay at the mouth of the valley to see when you come out. ”

The body moved.

The Golden-winged Roc arrived at a valley that looked green.

Staring inside, the Battle Heaven Divine Palace, which had just stabilized.

It sneered in its heart: "The Heavenly Poison God King is the most vicious God King, if these guys dare to explore his residence, I'm afraid they won't need Ben Peng's action." ”

As the descendant of the Jinpeng God King, he is also the overlord of the third layer of the Northern Desolate Sword Mansion.

The Golden-Winged Roc knows everything about it here.

Nature knows.

The horror of this valley.

It's just that.

Han Ziyi brought Yang Xiao here.

Would he not know?

"Brother Han, thank you so much this time. ”

Yang Xiao said very seriously.

Although now, it seems that the master of the Zhantian Divine Palace is himself, and Han Ziyi is just the instrument spirit of the Divine Palace, in the future, he will have to rely on himself and leave here.

However, Yang Xiao is very clear.

He got the Divine Palace, and taking Han Ziyi with him was obviously a transaction.

It's still a deal that you take advantage of.

Now, Han Ziyi not only helped him subdue the Purple Scale Blood Horn Dragon, but also killed the Golden Winged Miscellaneous Mao Peng.

even let himself escape this catastrophe.

Saving.

Nothing more than that.

How could Yang Xiao not be grateful?

"Brother Yang said with a smile, you and I are in trouble together, if I have the ability, but I don't help each other, what will I become? If Brother Yang is still my friend, in this case, don't say it again in the future, I won't like it. ”

Han Ziyi shook his head.

But I was relieved in my heart.

He was right.

Yang Xiao is really a person who can be friends.

And Han Ziyi has such an attitude.

also impressed Yang Xiao's heart.

Generate goodwill.

Soon, though.

Both of them sensed that beyond the valley, the Golden-Winged Roc was guarding there.

His face changed.

"It's still not giving up, is it possible, does it really want to break the net?"

Han Ziyi sneered.

In his hand, the golden ball resurfaced.

My heart was full of coldness.

Yang Xiao saw the ball.

It's also curiosity.

He didn't ask, though.

It's just that Yang Xiao didn't ask, but the purple-scaled blood-horned dragon on the side came over.

It is also very curious.

Now I see Han Ziyi take it out again.

I couldn't help it, so I stepped forward and asked.

"This, this Old Master Han, I don't know what that golden ball was just now, how could the Golden-Winged Roc be so afraid of it?"

Han Ziyi glanced at it.

Nor do they hide it.

They were all taken out anyway.

There's no point in concealing it.

"This is the life-saving thing that my father left me, called the Fallen God Son, it is a one-time artifact, after being activated with a secret method, it will explode, and the power is very powerful, it can hit the true god into serious injuries, or even kill, the golden-winged Dapeng as a descendant of the Jinpeng God King, must recognize this thing, and know that once hit, it will also die here, as long as the brain is not bad, it will naturally retreat. ”

Hear this.

The Purple-scaled Blood Horned Dragon gasped.

Can even a true god be injured or even killed?

It's terrible, isn't it?

Even if it's Yang Xiao.

His eyes also shrank.

I didn't expect that Han Ziyi took it out just now.

It's such a big killer.

"Haha, there is such a big killer in hand, look at that golden retriever, how to drag it!"

However, after being shocked, the Purple Scale Blood Horned Dragon laughed out loud.

Just now.

It really freaked it out.

It's a divine beast, much higher than its bloodline.

How could the purple-scaled blood-horned dragon not be afraid?

It's just that Yang Xiao frowned slightly.

Shook his head: "Brother Han, this thing is too precious, you better keep it first, if I guess correctly, this should be a life-saving thing that Ling Zun gave you, use one less one, right now, the golden-winged Dapeng can't be killed, it's better for me to go out and explore and see if there is any way to bypass it." ”

I didn't know it before, but I've been rescued once.

Yang Xiao is not like the purple-scaled blood-horned dragon, he has no skin and no face, and he still wants to be rescued again.

It's still such a precious life-saving thing.

And his words suddenly made Han Ziyi think more highly of him in his heart.

The original fear, guard.

All dissipated.

However, for Yang Xiao wants to go out and explore.

He shook his head firmly: "Brother Yang's intentions, I understand, but this valley is impossible to enter, once you step in, it will be a situation of ten deaths and no life, let's find another way, how about it?"

"Oh, the master of this valley is so powerful?"

Yang Xiao was curious.

The more powerful.

The more powerful the guys.

The more terrible the legacy is left.

Just now, Han Ziyi casually took out a big killing weapon like the Fallen God Son, although Yang Xiao was grateful, he was also very envious in his heart.

In his previous life, he blew himself up and died.

In this life, he was reborn without bringing any treasures.

If only there were some strong means of saving lives.

Isn't it dangerous in the future?

Do you have to count on someone else to save you every time?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao became more and more curious about the valley right now.

I couldn't help but ask.

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