"Boss, the second Golden Dragon Talisman has appeared!"

Looking at the golden dragon talisman that emitted a brilliant light in Han Yun's hand, Xiao Jin said with surprise on his face.

"Huh...... This golden dragon talisman should have appeared a long time ago!"

Han Yun sneered.

This second golden dragon talisman, I don't know how many people secretly covet it.

These people stayed in Tahoe City for a week, and if the second golden dragon talisman didn't appear again, these people would probably be unable to bear it.

"Boss, we really don't fight for this golden dragon talisman?"

Xiao Jin looked at the dazzling golden light in the distance, and asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Bump!"

Han Yun knocked Xiao Jin on the head, and said with a face full of hatred:

"I'm going to do things in the Pavilion, I've always left a line, if I take away all the golden dragon talismans, then how can others live!"

"The boss taught me a lesson!"

Xiao Jin snorted in pain and hurriedly echoed.

"Hey, hey, hey...... I'm afraid this second Golden Dragon Talisman is the fiercest to fight, so let them fight for it now!"

"Anyway, I already have a Golden Dragon Talisman in the Bullish Pavilion, which is enough for my disciples to enter the Golden Dragon Forbidden Land!"

Han Yun looked at the void in the distance and said with a comfortable face.

"Boss Wise!"

Xiao Jin said with a compliment on his face.

"Stand here and go and maintain order in my Tahoe City!"

Han Yun snorted coldly, and then ordered again:

"Remember, I don't care how they fight for the Golden Dragon Talisman, but if they destroy the public property of my Tahoe City, or if they injure the people of my Tahoe City in battle, then don't blame me Han Yun for being polite!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Xiao Jin quickly disappeared into the main hall with the Death Band.

The golden dragon talisman in Han Yun's hand.

The light gradually dimmed, and finally turned into an ordinary rune, lying quietly in Han Yun's hands.

"The second Golden Dragon Talisman has appeared, will the third one be far away?"

Han Yun muttered to himself.

In the direction where the Genius Academy was located, there were already waves of spiritual energy.

Where, the battle has just begun!

"You really don't want a second Golden Dragon Talisman?"

Just as Han Yun was secretly pondering, a deep voice suddenly sounded behind Han Yun.

"Who?"

Han Yun's eyes burst with light.

Turn your head.

I saw a black-robed man appear in front of Han Yun.

The man's whole body was shrouded in a black robe, and only those eyes were fierce, with a touch of sharpness, piercing Han Yun's heart.

"Who are you?"

Han Yun asked with a solemn face.

The power of the divine soul unfolded, and the man seemed to not exist, but when he opened his eyes, the man was indeed standing in front of Han Yun.

From the man's body.

Han Yun felt a force that was even greater than the sea!

If that power erupts......

"The Golden Dragon Forbidden Land is the forbidden land of the War Clan, and there are not only treasures left by the War Clan, but also a blood pool, this blood pool is probably the last hope for the people of the War Clan!"

The black-robed man looked at Han Yun and muttered to himself.

"Blood pool ......"

Han Yun's pupils shrank.

From the information obtained from the battle ring, Han Yun naturally knew what this so-called blood pool was!

The blood pool is the blood god pool!

The blood pool contains a drop of the essence blood of the God of War itself, and this essence blood can transform the power of the bloodline of the descendants of the disciples!

A disciple of the war clan who has a poor bloodline.

As long as you go through the baptism of the blood pool, you can also improve at least several stages of blood.

And the power of the bloodline is already very high.

Once you have been baptized by the blood pool, you can even reach the power of the bloodline of the god of war!

Don't look at it as just one percent, the power of this one percent is enough for them to stand on the pinnacle of the Xuanling Continent.

"Who the hell are you?"

Han Yun asked in surprise.

The man was shrouded in a black robe, and Han Yun couldn't even sense the slightest breath of the man.

"The person who destroyed the Zi family turned out to be a descendant of the God of War, let me see, you have a few bloodline powers!"

The man's figure suddenly vanished.

"Boom ......"

Han Yun only felt his heart tremble, and an incomparably vast force rushed madly.

"Martial Immortal Battle Fist Eighth Style-Earth-Shaking Style!"

"Boom ......"

The aura was rampant, Han Yun slammed his fist on the ground, the ground shook wildly, and an incomparably mysterious force counterattacked.

"Very good!"

A faint voice came, and Han Yun only felt a flash in front of him, and a figure suddenly appeared not far from Han Yun.

"Isn't it just good?"

The coldness in Han Yun's eyes skyrocketed.

"Rank 8 Berserker give me a blast!"

"Bump!"

Violent collisions.

Han Yun punched the man directly.

"Pedal ......"

Han Yun took three or four steps back, and the man's body also retreated half a step back!

"Huh......"

The man looked at Han Yun with a slight surprise in his eyes, and then said lightly:

"The power of the eight-stage bloodline is comparable to the explosive power of the peak of the War Emperor, even in the ancient period, you can be called the best among the War Clan!"

The man looked at Han Yun with a smile in his eyes.

"Ancient times?"

"The best of the war clan!"

Han Yun was shocked in his heart, and what shocked Han Yun even more was the strength of the man!

With that punch just now, even if it was the Heavenly Sword Emperor, Han Yun was confident that he could fall down with one punch.

But when the man took the punch, he only took half a step back!

The true strength of the black-robed man is so terrifying.

"System, what realm of cultivation is this person?"

Han Yunchao asked in a deep voice.

"Thirteenth-level powerhouse!"

"Level thirteen!"

Han Yun exclaimed.

The thirteenth level mentioned by the system is the Little Saint Strongman, that is to say, the man in front of him is a War Saint!

"Why did the War Saint come to me on purpose, and this person has ......"

A look of surprise rose in Han Yun's eyes.

On the man's body, Han Yun didn't feel malice!

"The descendant of the God of War of the Eight Bloodlines, the little Hu family, really doesn't know whether to live or die!"

The man looked at Han Yun and said indifferently.

"Hu family!"

Han Yun's body shook, and then he said coldly:

"You were sent by the Hu family?"

"Sent by the Hu family?"

The man smiled lightly and said indifferently:

"What is the Hu family, boy, this world is bigger than you think, the realm of the little emperor, but it has just begun!"

The man looked at Han Yun and said lightly.

"The Little Emperor realm has just begun!"

Han Yun's expression froze, and then he asked:

"What the hell are you looking for me?"

"I was looking for you, I was here to kill you!"

In the man's eyes, there was a cold glint of coldness.

Seeing the cold glint in the man's eyes, Han Yun's body suddenly stiffened.

A thirteenth-level powerhouse made a move, even if Han Yun had a twelfth-level summoning rune, it would be difficult to block it!

"But now ......"

The breath on the man's body eased slightly, and after looking at Han Yun, the man said lightly:

"But now I have changed my mind, the descendants of the Eight Stages of Bloodline Power Zhanzun have not seen it for hundreds of thousands of years, you have to live well!"

"Hahaha......"

The man laughed wildly.

"Alive!"

Han Yun muttered to himself, for some reason, although the man smiled evilly.

But Han Yun heard a different feeling.

That feeling is like surprise and expectation!

(End of chapter)