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After solving the evil scale feather demon, Su Han already had a faint feeling in his heart, as if he was not far from the answer in his heart, so he didn't stop for a moment, of course, before acting, Su Han once again withdrew the ice into the small pet space in the demon killer's gauntlet, and resisted her cold eyes.

This is also something that there is no way to do, until now, Su Han found his so-called hole cards. It seems that it is impossible to turn the tide of the battle at all, only the Ice Emperor Transformation, which has not been used for a long time, will bring him great power, but once the Ice Emperor Transformation is turned on and he does not reduce the number of people to solve it, then, it will be embarrassing.

So now Su Han needs a stable and powerful force that can be played freely, and the ice that is upgraded again has become the best choice, Su Han has to let her be wronged, I believe that she will not be too miserable in the future, thinking of the vicious eyes that came out after the ice's body became smaller, Su Han really had a chilling feeling.

Although the Sin Scale Feather Demon had wings, they could not fly, and could only greatly increase their movement speed, so in the direction they came, Su Han could still find the enemy who had been missing for a long time.

Although the mark has been obscured by the dust, it can still be faintly distinguished.

Along the general trajectory while searching, while hurrying, to be honest, it was really a bit difficult, and the progress was ridiculously slow, but soon Su Han found his goal, mainly because the light in the air was too dazzling.

"Is the Gate of the Anemo God already open?" Feng Yu looked at the air, and Ruyu's face was still the same as before under the blowing of the flowing wind, without the slightest change. At this time, her starry eyes looked straight into the air, and she had an indescribable feeling.

"Aeolus' Gate?" Su Han read it again, "Could it be the true portal of the Wind Temple?" Su Han has always been a little puzzled, this world is really a bit unexpectedly vast.

"Let's hurry up, look at the gathering degree of the surrounding atmosphere, the gate of the wind god is about to open, if you still want the wind spirit bead, hurry up." After speaking, Feng Yu's body jumped, and the surrounding wind elements spread, like a piece of feathers, across a long distance.

"Maybe, I can't leave now!" Su Han smiled bitterly and looked up at the sky, because of the dark smoke screen in the air, the surrounding vision was not very clear, but Su Han still found the enemy hidden in the sky, no, not hidden, his appearance was swaggering, there was no sign of wanting to hide at all, and there was this group of strange creatures around him, flying around his body.

Those creatures, it seems, Su Han searched in his mind, and always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, suddenly, his eyes lit up, and turned full of horror, that is, the death ghost car, Su Han vaguely remembered the powerful oppressive force they gave him at the beginning, it was a completely invincible feeling.

This is really a bit bad, Su Han smiled bitterly and shook his head, his eyes gradually became cold, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly, looking at his posture, it seemed that he was going to leave a few people here, Su Han didn't look like he was running away, in this deserted place, where there were no creatures, even if he wanted to avoid hatred, he had no goal, and even because of his geographical location, he wanted to avoid the pursuit of the ghost car of death, it was just a delusion.

Now, if you want to live, there is only one way, and that is to fight, using the war sword in your hand to tear them apart, thinking of this, Su Han's belief suddenly became calm, and the Qiankun Demon Killing Blade dragged on the ground, and the sword blade seemed to have ignited flames, as if it was also eager to kill.

The rumor also stopped, the impression left by the death ghost car on her at the beginning, until now I still have palpitations when I think about it, but now the situation has not reached the worst point, and the number of white bone vultures can still be counted, which also shows that their combat power may not be as violent as it was at the beginning, and now they are not without the power to fight, but I don't know how the strength of that figure is?

The question that Feng Yu thought about was not much different from Su Han, Su Han was also staring at the air, as if he wanted to see through the strength of that pitch-black figure, but after looking at it closely, Su Han really didn't feel any power flow in his body, just like facing this inconspicuous dead grass, how could this be possible. It is absolutely impossible for his strength to just see this, and he came here without fear, obviously with enough self-confidence.

"I didn't expect that the guy who solved so many of my toys would be such a weak existence." With a little surprised sound, it fell from the sky, like a pitch-black beam, and the movement speed of the figure in the air seemed to be faster than the sound, and it flashed in front of Su Han in an instant, and with a ding, a pitch-black war spear was inserted into the ground, like a mountain peak, not moving at all. The warspear seemed to be a dark vortex that swallowed up all the light, and only at the tip of the warspear did a trace of cold light bloom, exuding a terrifying aura.

"You are?" Feng Yu held the Qiong Feng Sword tightly in her hand, and the figure in front of her made her feel a trace of death, which was definitely an existence worthy of her attention.

Su Han didn't speak, but the sword and shield in his hand were clenched, standing straight beside Feng Yu, Gong Yi Mengxin stood behind Su Han, also holding the sword in his hand, it was obvious that the three of them felt an oppressive force on the body of the person who came again.

Su Han could feel the breath on his body, it was a familiar smell, it seemed familiar, he had encountered it more than once, it was the breath of that filthy black prison.

"The power of the wind, so pure, it seems that the inheritance you have is not ordinary, although the strength of human beings is really poor, but looking at your age, you can cultivate to this extent, and you can barely see it." The pale-faced young man, the son of the Black Prison King, lightly grasped the pitch-black war spear stuck in the ground with his right hand, and at this time, the huge blood wings behind him had not yet been retracted, and at this time there was an evil aura, and wisps of black qi rose from his body, merging into the inky fog in the sky.

"How about being my servant, you have destroyed so many of my toys, should you compensate me?" The pale chin of the figure in the pitch black armor was exposed, not completely enveloped, and at this time he gently licked the corner of his mouth, looking at the wind rumor, as if he had seen something delicious.