"Humph......"

The hall master of the Temple of Death let out a cold snort, and the eyes that looked at Han Bing were filled with a killing intent, but there was a faint trace of fear in the depths of his eyes.

The palace master of the Netherworld Palace was covered in a cold sweat, obviously, the tragic situation of the Hell Gate Master had left a shadow on him.

All this can't escape the sharp eyes of Han Bing.

"The nature of the country is easy to change, dogs, you can't change eating, if you two can change the evil and return to the right, the sow will go up the tree. Han Bing smiled, and a red lotus appeared under his feet, and at every step, a red lotus appeared, shrinking into inches, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred zhang away.

"Wait......"

The Palace Master of the Netherworld Palace suddenly shouted at the void.

"Whoosh......"

A white light, swept through the void, dragging a long tail, like a meteor crossing the sky, instantly fell into the arms of the palace master of the Netherworld, the rich spiritual power rose, a faint fragrance spread in the air, take a deep breath, and feel the soul is comfortable, the soul power that has not been improved for a long time, at this moment, there is a trace of improvement.

"What is this?"

The hall master of the Temple of Death looked at the liquid in the hands of the Netherworld, and his eyes showed a look of greed, if he wasn't afraid of the Han soldiers, he really wanted to do it, grab it, the fragrance and the spiritual power fluctuations, it was really exciting.

"Do you want to fulfill you, too!"

In the distance, with a hint of a smile, Han Bing flicked his fingers, and a white light crossed the sky.

"A bottle of the source of life can scatter the soul of the Lord of the Hell Gate. Hanbing, what the hell are you going to do now?" The Palace Master of the Netherworld Palace showed a hint of fear, but he did not throw away the liquid in his hand.

"Let you reform and start all over again! This is Meng Po soup, drink it, you can forget the past and present lives! Do you have the courage to drink it?" Han Bing laughed.

"Meng Po soup, that's the water of forgetfulness that leads to the realm of death. There was a hint of suspicion in the eyes of the Hall Master of the Temple of Death, and he felt that the so-called Meng Po soup in his hand was not real.

"Let's go, when you change your ways, you can go to the Qiluo Mountain in the fairy world to find me!" Han Bing smiled, his body trembled, and he walked away.

"Qiluo Mountain? It is a forbidden place in the fairy world, and there was once an immortal venerable who fell there, could it be that the Han soldiers came out of Qiluo Mountain?" The Palace Master of the Netherworld Palace showed a hint of surprise.

"Is this Meng Po soup real?" The Hall Master of the Temple of Death asked.

"You shouldn't have forgotten the miserable state of the Hell Gate Master, if you have the guts, swallow it!" The Palace Master of the Netherworld Palace laughed, and the demonic energy around him rose, heading towards his Netherworld Palace.

The Meng Po soup given to them by Han Bing, from the baptism river in the crystal coffin pendant space, is an exclusive drink for the soul, no matter how heavy the soul wound, as long as it is nourished by Meng Po soup, it will be restored intact as before.

However, if the soul is not wounded, drinking it will fade the memory and even change a person's personality.

Han Bing knew that the Palace Master of the Netherworld Palace and the Hall Master of the Temple of Death had a shadow in their hearts, and they didn't dare to drink it, they would only refine it timidly, so that their memories would fade faster.

Sou

The void squirmed, and on the periphery of Qiluo Mountain, a figure stepped out of the sky and red lotuses appeared, appearing in the void.

"You're here!"

The void shook, and a stone statue glowing with earthy yellow light stood in the void and came to the opposite side of Han Bing.

"I didn't expect you to grow up so fast! You are already at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Cultivation. The statue shook, and a woman's voice was heard.

"Tell me, what's the purpose of coming here?" A soft voice sounded in the void, and a faint soul coercion spread.

"I want to borrow your land!" Han Bing's body shone with a faint green light, and the powerful soul coercion did not play any role in him.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"I'm afraid, but do you think you can kill me?" Han Bing said very confidently.

"The Ming Emperor Phoenix Lord and the Ancient Five Insects have already gone to the Great Abyss. Tell me, what treasure did you get under the Great Abyss?" The woman's voice was soft, fluttering, and seemed to come from all directions.

"Reincarnation fire, do you dare to ask for it?" As soon as Han Bing's palm stretched out, the six-color reincarnation fire slowly rose, and a breath that wanted to burn all things slowly spread.

"If you want to borrow my place, then what do you do with it? As long as I am satisfied, this Qiluo Mountain, you can live as you like, of course, I don't want this reincarnation." If Ling Xiaoxue'er is here, maybe!" the woman laughed, her faint voice revealing a softness.

"Three souls and seven spirits, your three souls are sealed in the Burial Soul Valley of the Ancient Continent, guarded by the Dark Dragon. ”

"Seven spirits, in this Seven Spirits Mountain, it's not easy to live, although the five insects of the ancient are guarding, but you still can't escape. Han Bing smiled mysteriously.

"Looks like you're going to surprise me!" the woman laughed, and the stone statue trembled slightly, with the slightest hint of excitement.

"Yes, surprise you. Seven drops of the source of life! How about borrowing your land?" Han Bing smiled, his eyes swelling, and he looked straight at the stone statue that shone with an earthy yellow light.

After a long time, a sigh rang out in the air.

"Hey, the source of life? That is the condensation of the essence of the gods! It can give birth to the flesh and bones of the dead, as long as a trace of spiritual consciousness is immortal, and after the nourishment of the source of life, you can see the light of day again!"

"Boy, have you been to the Valley of the Fallen Gods?" The woman's voice had a hint of desolation.

"Bai'e Mountain has no grass and thin spiritual power, it is a Jedi in the fairy world, and it is also a territory where evil forces are entrenched. However, in the depths of Mount Baie, there is the Meteorite Valley. Han Bing said.

"No, the Valley of the Fallen Gods is a moving god and demon cemetery, no one knows when it flashed, and no one knows where it appeared! ”

"A moving cemetery that is not limited by time and space?" Han Bing was a little surprised.

"Back then, the Heavenly Void Ancestor buried the gods, scattered their cultivation, and laid out a supreme formation, in order to be the source of life. I look forward to the day when the immortal spirit of the gods will return. ”

"So, I'm really lucky to see the place where the gods are buried!" Han Bing smiled, and his heart moved, and the golden high-level puppet flew over from afar, standing beside him steadily, like a bodyguard.

"High puppet, boy, your chances are not ordinary!" the stone statue shook, and a woman's surprised voice was heard.

"Above the high golems, there are spirit golems, immortal golems, and immortal god golems!" the woman continued.

"Whoosh......"

In front of the chest of the high-level puppet, there was a sound of breaking the air, and immediately, a dark red ancient coffin appeared, and the eternal breath slowly spread.

"The Ancient Tree of Life?" The woman was a little surprised, "This is the ancient coffin made by the Heavenly Void Ancestor from the trunk of the Ancient Tree of Life. ”

"Bang Dang ......"

The lid of the coffin opened, and a jade bowl slowly emerged, and in the bowl, the viscous liquid exuded a strong breath of the origin of life.

"Sure enough, it's the source of life. The statue trembled, and the woman's voice trembled.

"Hey, after so long, I still don't know who you are?" Han Bing was a little helpless, and his mind moved, and the ancient coffin disappeared again

The fissure in the puppet's chest.

"I'm the Nine Heavenly Maiden!" the woman laughed.

"Since the source of life is real, how about borrowing your land for use?" Han Bing laughed.

"The fountain of life is too precious, boy, deal. The Nine Peerless Heavenly Maidens laughed.

Sou

Seven drops of life source flew out and landed in front of the stone statue, and the rich life source power rippled in the air.

"Boy, the fairy realm is so big, I really don't understand, why did you choose Qiluo Mountain!"

"The sky has changed, and there is only a place like you that can suppress all evil and call it a pure land. ”

"I want to establish the Monarch's Pavilion, I want to cultivate steadily and quietly. Han Bing showed a look of longing.

"What's so good about cultivating? The higher you stand, the more things you see, the heavier the responsibility! It's better to be an ant honestly!"

"I confess, now, in your eyes, I am an ant!

"Divine Realm, Spirit Wood Fairy, Sacred Domain, Han Family...... And my life experience!" Han Bing was surrounded by endless rebellion. In a trance, the Nine Peerless Heavenly Maidens saw a familiar face.

"Sanctuary?" The Nine Peerless Heavenly Maidens showed a hint of sigh.

......

In the next few days, Han Bing circled around the entire Qiluo Mountain, and the seven stone statues exuded a faint earthy yellow light, and the seven dark black daggers showed signs of loosening.

"Boy, why don't you help me pull out the dagger?" The Nine Peerless Heavenly Maiden asked.

"The spiritual power above is too strong, I tried it before, and I was almost blown away by the shock. Han Bing said with some fear.

"Recover slowly, you need a source of life, just say. I have decided to build the Monarch's Pavilion in the valley in front of the Qiluo Mountain. ”

......

In the empty valley, the light flashed, and in the Heavenly Void Formation, the protective array shrouded everyone, slowly emerging in the void.

"Where is this?"

Lan Yue'er's expression was a little dazed, her face was as pale as snow, her sideburns were slightly frosted, and there were wrinkles on her beautiful face.

"Sister, you see, there are a lot of plants and trees here, the aura of heaven and earth is sufficient, I have a supreme exercise, which can make you young forever!" said the little princess, taking Lan Yue'er to the ground slowly, sitting on the ground, and the reckless grass and trees were about to operate.

"Little devil, save it, it's hard to find a pure land, you want to turn it into a desert?" Han Bing hurriedly stopped.

A white mang squirmed, and a drop of pure life source emerged, and the rich breath of life made people's hearts move.

"Yue'er, with it, your injuries can be recovered. Han Bing smiled.

"Seven Spirits?" The Glacier Valley Lord showed a hint of fear.

"Hanbing, why did you bring us to Qiluo Mountain?" The Valley Lord of Burning Flame Valley was also a little surprised.

"From now on, this empty valley will be my territory. Let's call it the Monarch's Pavilion. Watching Lan Yue'er swallow a drop of the source of life, Han Bing smiled.

"Hanbing, are you sure there is no danger here?" Mo Qianxue was a little worried, her eyes swept around, searching for something.

"As long as it's my friend, if you come to the Monarch's Pavilion as a guest, there is naturally no danger!" Han Bing smiled.

I have to say that the source of life is against the sky, and in less than a quarter of an hour, Lan Yue'er's injuries healed, even if she cultivated, she also had a slight improvement, and she stepped into the middle stage of the earth immortal.

In the next few days, the news of the establishment of the Monarch Pavilion in Qiluo Mountain by the Han soldiers quickly spread throughout the entire fairy world......

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