The heavens still favored Xiao Han, at least before he landed, the speed of the big monster finally reached two hundred and fifty miles. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Current speed, two hundred and fifty.

Speed accumulation: one second

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Three seconds

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Five seconds

The monster heavy truck is triggered and is traversing.

The light flows, and time and space change. In front of Xiao Han's eyes, there was darkness.

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The top of the cloudy mountain.

The three thousand disciples were still staring blankly from the audience, and countless pairs of eyes were probably shocked, and they didn't even blink.

Here, the crows are silent, and the falling needles can be heard.

The scene of Xiao Han's imagination of everyone going crazy did not appear, and the children seemed to lose their minds one by one, just watching, without the slightest movement.

And where Xiao Han landed, the originally hard high platform had already been smashed into a big pit at this moment, and broken stones burst out everywhere. Yin Hong's blood had also dried up at this moment, and only Wang Bo's smashed corpse was still lying there quietly.

It's a mess everywhere, and it's miserable.

In fact, it's no wonder that they were so surprised, the scene just now was too shocking. Originally, the sky was clear, and the blue sky curtain suddenly tore open, and a behemoth that they had never seen before instantly fell from the sky, directly killing Wang Bo, who had just succeeded to the throne of the Cloud Mist Sect.

One second Wang Bo was still there, pointing to the sky and pointing to the sky, and the other to say a domineering declaration of supremacy in the sky and on the ground, and then a monster appeared in the next second and smashed him to death.

This fact is too weird, weird and a little infiltrating.

Can it not infiltrate people? On the big day of canonizing the new sect master, the heavens directly sent down a monster and stoned the new sect master to death. Could it be that Wang Bo did something that lost his conscience and even God couldn't stand it, so he descended to collect his life?

At this moment, the people in the Cloud Mist Sect were panicking, and they always felt that the monster that fell from the sky just now was sent down by the heavens to punish them.

Especially those law enforcement hall people who colluded with Wang Bo, their hearts were even more empty-hearted. Standing there shivering, my legs trembling.

And Li Zihan, who was injured on the ground, looked at Wang Bo who was smashed into pulp, and after ecstasy, he burst into tears.

"Haha..."

was obviously full of tears, but Li Zihan laughed loudly. The laughter is full of the smoothness and comfort of revenge.

In order to obtain the position of suzerain, Wang Bo used all conspiratorial means. For her, Li Zihan can be said to hate her to the core. Now that the wicked man is dead, how is Li Zihan unhappy?

"Die well, die well..."

"Haha..."

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and heaven is a good reincarnation!"

"If you don't believe it, look up, who does the sky spare?"

"Hahaha..."

Hearty laughter echoed for nine days, and Li Zihan was grateful to the monster that fell from the sky.

"What about knives? What about the Ninefold Thunder Knife? ”

After a long period of shock, someone finally calmed down. However, when he looked over, he resolutely found that the Zhenzong Treasure Knife, which was originally held by Wang Bo, was a heirloom treasure. At this moment, it is gone.

"Find, find it!"

"Be sure to find my Cloud Mist Sect Treasure..."

The sect elder roared angrily. The sect has been inherited for thousands of years, and the incense has not been broken after disasters, relying on this knife. How many times when the sect is in danger, the successive sect masters have used this knife to turn the tide and save the sect from danger.

But now the newcomer sect master was directly stoned to death by something that fell from the sky, and the treasure of the Zhenzong sect was mysteriously lost.

On this day, it is destined to be recorded in the history books of the Cloud Mist Sect. And the history of the Cloud Mist Sect has also taken a turn because of this.

Who will ascend to the position of suzerain, and what is the monster that fell from the sky?

Xiao Han didn't bother to care about all this. Anyway, it's none of his business.

Xiao Han, who returned to Qingshui Town, drove the car and parked on the side of the road. Xiao Han still remembers the thrilling moment just now, it was so exciting that now Xiao Han has not come to his senses, lying on the car and gasping for breath.

"Dad, it was so dangerous just now."

"Dad, your son almost died, do you know ......"

"Dad, you almost didn't have a son..."

"Dad, we were going to fall to the ground just now, and your son is gone..."

"Daddy..."

"Daddy, you're a!" Xiao Han is confused, shouldn't his son care about whether his father is scared, whether his blood pressure is rising, and whether his heart is okay at this time? But his son not only didn't even ask his father if he had anything to do, but also wasted Lao Tzu's diesel in this father's nonsense.

Is this all about money?

"Dad, you've changed, you don't love to blame ......"

The big monster was talking nonsense again, and Xiao Han was so angry that he wanted to go over and kick him. What the big monster said just now was as if Xiao Han would not die if he fell to the ground.

"Monster, do you know that you almost lost your father?" Xiao Han said angrily.

"Okay, don't waste my diesel with nonsense. This time it was almost planted, if it wasn't a precious treasure, I'll send you to find your grandfather! ”

Xiao Han also wanted to know what kind of treasure he was pulling this time. So after resting here for a while, Xiao Han drove home.

Li Yuan and the others are still there at the Taoyuan base, so it is inconvenient for Xiao Han to go. I had to drive the car to my own home.

It just so happened that my parents were not at home, so I guess I went out to buy groceries.

Xiao Han parked the car in the small courtyard, and then carefully closed the door. After making sure that there was no one around, he walked into the car and lit the fire, pulled down the unloading lever, and the monster's carriage began to be slowly jacked up.

After the carriage tilted to a certain extent, only the sound of metal friction was heard, and then a quaint big knife slid down from the carriage, and with a bang, it fell to the ground and directly smashed a huge hole.

"it!"

"What the hell is this?"

Xiao Han was stunned and walked over to take a closer look. The pitch-black hilt, the sharp blade, shimmered with a cold glow. Just looking at it from a distance, I felt a surging edge coming towards me.

It's definitely a treasure knife!

This was Xiao Han's first thought.

Surely he has killed countless people.

This was Xiao Han's second thought.

I definitely can't carry it myself.

This was Xiao Han's third thought.

Sure enough, Xiao Han walked over and held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the strength of the milk was exhausted, but he didn't lift it out.

"Why is it so heavy?"

Xiao Han was speechless, now that he eats pork, Xiao Han can easily lift up hundreds of catties of things, but just now he went to get this knife, and this knife didn't move.

"Ya, the knife can't be used, what use do you want it?"

Xiao Han was also very distressed, a good knife can't be put away as an ornament. So Xiao Han's blood also came up, his teeth were bitten, and his face was ...... Turning around and going back to the house, I immediately went to stew a few pots of pork.

When he was full, he came back, but Nima still didn't lift up.

In the end, Xiao Han even ate the treasured Source Force Crystal Light Rice, and the knife was still motionless. It's as if it's grown with the earth.

"Will this knife also drip blood to recognize the Lord?"

A thought suddenly flashed through Xiao Han's mind.

It's quite possible!

So, Xiao Han Xiao Han gritted his teeth and held his hand on the sharp blade....very carefully and lightly slashed.

A few seconds later...