He looked at it, but the sight made his heart angry and "poofed".

Suddenly, Han Guan felt a burst of heat, and then, the air around him also trembled. Han Guan turned his head suddenly, and a huge toad, with purple flames extinguished all over his body, was glaring at him.

Fold the fan and flickered, turning into a few phantoms, and then pointed at the three key points in Han Guan's chest and abdomen.

"Bang-" The twenty-four night long knife came out of the sheath, and the twenty-four voices turned into a whole, and the momentum swept wildly into the spirit pillar to the sky, which could synthesize the momentum of the twenty-four people into a whole. Shen Qianqiu's workout has two brushes!

But Han Guan faced Seinfeld's menacing sword, his eyes were like eagle falcons, the light flashed, and the depths of his eyes were full of deep disdain.

I saw that under the combined movement of the monk surnamed Liu, twenty-three snow-bright golden blades immediately chased towards Han Guan! Its momentum was indeed extraordinary, and Han Guan knew that the ability of these golden blades, because it was provoked by the Heavenly Spirit Root Monk, was probably more than twice as powerful as the Golden Blade Technique played by ordinary monks!

If the other party is really a Xuan Sage powerhouse, then I can say that there is no chance of winning against him. But for some reason, Han Guan always felt that this person was not an entity, and his body was a little illusory. Unable. Han Guan thought for a moment, and was suddenly shocked, could it be that this middle-aged man in green silk was not a living person, but a remnant of a thought that existed in the void space like Figas?

Han Guan appeared horizontally, like a flying boat breaking through the waves, setting off a piece of flesh and blood.

The Wheel King's voice was unusually harsh, like the squeak of emergency brakes. But what was even more uncomfortable than the sound was the murderous aura that emanated from his body, the kind of cold that seemed to be in the frozen ground on a winter morning.

Seeing that the game was about to start, suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, "The hall master and the elders are here!"

When Father Huzi saw the spirit stone, he was stunned for a moment, and said quickly: "This is really too much to know, sir, I only need a high-grade spirit stone to understand." ”

Just looking at it, Han Guan's breathing used to be a little short, and the hands that wanted to exert a rescue on his jade body were slightly stagnant, and instead on his chest peak, he quietly stroked it, and his hands made his blood spurt with meekness.

Then, Han Guan took a shadow step, and suddenly rose into the air, flying across the top of those ice tombs, and at the same time, overlooking the entire ice tomb, sure enough, he found that the combination in front of the ice tomb actually looked like an emblem, however, in this emblem, there was a somewhat unusual ice tomb, because this ice tomb seemed to be built in a bit of a hurry, so, compared with the surrounding ice tombs, the limit was very conspicuous.

The same Xuantie blade, whether it is used by Lingbao or Han Guan, there is still a big difference between its flight speed and the strength it bursts out.

"Hua Buxie, as the second strongest person in the True Spirit Secret Realm who is stronger than me, the killing intent condensed by killing him is actually equivalent to ten ordinary people. ”

Originally, Han Guan planned to investigate by himself, but Han Baixue and the others had investigated in this area beforehand, so there was naturally no need to investigate those who had investigated.

This jade palm, fearful and incomparable, is the top grade martial arts of the Yellow Stage, one palm, cutting gold and jade, sharper than the sharpest treasure sword!

"I've seen everything I should see. Han Guan said lightly.

"I've seen the city lord!" Han Guan didn't squint, lowered his head and saluted gently.

As for the natives of the Tianwu Continent, the thin level of heaven and earth aura has determined that the strong people of the natives are limited, coupled with the world-destroying natural disaster tens of thousands of years ago, the martial arts and Dan Dao here have completely decayed, and the exercises and martial arts cultivated by the natives are difficult to have a ground level.

In front of these armored men, there were several brocade-clothed men in strong suits riding horses, and on their sides, they were all innate masters who were not weak in cultivation, and their appearance actually had the posture of fighting with the Iron Blood Gate.

Otherwise, Han Guan risked death to give her life, what is the picture?

Under the sweep of the Heavenly Eye Technique, Han Guan muttered a little unexpectedly. Among the monks who participated in the battle, there were only four monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and among them, the Flying Immortal Sect actually occupied three, which had to convince people of the strength of the Flying Immortal Sect!

Just thinking about it, a big fan hand next to him once put on Han Guan's shoulder:

Han Xiannian thought about it in his heart, and actually stood in place resolutely without retreating the slightest, and at the same time, under the urging of his divine thoughts, the purple small sword magic weapon immediately attacked majestically towards the monk surnamed Lu who was more than ten zhang away!

"Brother Han Guan, I don't want to die, I still have to cultivate well to protect you in the future. Han Xueying's smart eyes, full of mist, and Yu held Han Guan with her hand and said reluctantly.

Sen Leng's words came out coldly from Han Guan's mouth, and with the phantom step, with the step of the phantom step, the right hand trick was drawn, and one after another spiral stabs shot out.

"So what? The so-called good birds choose trees and hunt, Han Guan has not officially entered the Xuanqi Sect yet, he still has the opportunity to choose, why do you have to hang yourself on a tree in your Xuanqi Sect!"

Huan Chong was explaining to them, and the woman in red turned around at this time, and her eyes as deep as the blue sea fell on Han Guan.

At this time, Han Guan stood outside the door of the Songhe Tower with the little girl and Tuoba Liuyun on his shoulder.

The brocade-clothed young man, after separating Han Guanmen City, left in a hurry, and along the way, even the things he originally wanted to do were completely left behind his head, and he took his servants and hurried away from Li Zhen's mansion.

The blood-colored vortex in the air still spun violently, after the fourth thunder tribulation, there were fifth, sixth, and seventh thunder tribulations, Han Guan didn't dare to think about it, he cleared his body and mind, the demon yuan was agitated, and there was a faint trace of waiting for the fifth thunder tribulation in his heart.

In the end, the whole Chen Xuanzong negotiated the countermeasures against Han Guan, the fourth generation of the first disciple of Southern Xuanzong, and only one word was needed, that is, the bloody word "kill".

"Ahh

This Taiyin fragment was snatched by Han Guan desperately, he naturally will not take it for himself, and now, the integrity is just to replace Han Guan and separate the Taiyin fragment safely.

No one knew what Han was thinking, and with the gathering of the power of the five parties, the surging expedition team was about to start an attack on the beast sea.

"Don't think about it! You and I have a similar relationship. What's more, if I miss you, where can I go to find like-minded piano friends? The usual Shen Qing is Shen Qing, the son of Fuqin, not Shen Qing of Jinling Shen Mansion. It's inconvenient for my Shen Mansion to do anything this time, but I, Shen Qing, am willing to be in the same boat with you!"

Suppression, all things in heaven and earth, what kind of thing can give full play to the power of the law of suppression?

Huan Yu and the others looked at each other, was he talking cruelly?

But it also covered up the last bit of light of Han Guan. There was no way out, and the two could only crawl down in the dark shaft. If it weren't for the sound of each other's breathing, Han Guan wondered if he was still alive.

(End of chapter)

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