readx;? Chapter one hundred and fifty-six Han Wang

In the seventh heaven of the Han realm, an altar stood in all directions, and there were fierce figures, they were guarding, with their backs to the altar, guarding the four directions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An old man with a large figure stared at the altar, a smile on his lips.

Suddenly, the ordinary altar exuded a brilliant light, and the old man knew that the little master was about to come out, and if the master knew that the little master had achieved such an achievement, he would be extremely happy.

It's a pity that more than 700 years ago, he died with that person.

A trace of pathos flashed in the old man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, he stepped onto the altar with a smile, and said to the young man in black: "Little master, are you good?"

"Hmm!"

Looking at this old man, a smile appeared on Han Shan Zangfeng's pale face, he was his father's old servant.

However, this is not the time to be comfortable at this moment, looking at the old man, Han Shan Zangfeng's expression became solemn: "Uncle Hu, crush the piece of purple jade that Uncle gave him!"

"Huh, what's wrong?"

The old man was confused, but his hand did not hesitate at all, and suddenly a purple jade plaque appeared in his hand and shattered it!

"I saw my sister-in-law's magical powers in the secret realm!"

Han Shan Zangfeng said indifferently, the cold light in his eyes flashed, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and nourishing his soul.

"What?"

The old man's rickety figure suddenly shook, and the terrifying aura flashed away. He remembered the little girl who followed his master, the little girl with whom he had the best and best relationship.

The old man didn't say much, but stood beside Han Shan Zangfeng, waiting quietly.

On the top of the seven-fold mountain in the Korean realm, the mountains are wild and full of aura.

It is a large hall with a dark interior. At the moment when the old servant beside Han Shan crushed the purple jade, an incomparably terrifying qi machine rose into the sky.

Suddenly, fierce beasts from all directions crawled, and the monks guarding the eight directions of the main hall knelt on the ground.

"Look for death!"

A sound full of murderous intent was like thunder, exploding in all directions, and above the main hall, a figure shrouded in brilliant divine light stood, and the murderous machine burst out.

As he spoke, the figure vanished, leaving only the pale monk and the panicked beast.

The altar on the top of the seven-fold mountain, Hanshan Tibetan Peak sits on the ground.

Suddenly, a terrifying momentum swept in from afar, and the faces of the guards on guard in all directions changed greatly, but their hands were clenched with spears in their hands, and their bodies moved, tightly surrounding the altar, ready to meet the enemy!

"Boom!"

The void roared endlessly, people stood in the void, and terrifying qi burst out, suffocating people.

"I've seen King Han!" Seeing the visitor, the old man bowed down and bowed.

"I've seen the king!"

And the guards of the four sides all knelt on one knee and roared.

"Flatten. ”

The figure opened his mouth lightly, the qi slowly dispersed, the divine light shrouded, and the endless majesty came to the face.

"Thank you, Wang!" "Thank you, King Han!"

The guard stood up and quickly stepped away.

"What's going on, why did Feng'er crush that purple jade!"

King Han spoke, his voice condensed. Glancing at Han Shan Zangfeng, who was closing his eyes and cultivating his soul, he looked at the old man.

The old man's heart trembled suddenly, just one glance made him perceive a fatal threat, the nine kings of the Han realm were really terrifying, pressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, the old man spoke: "The little master saw the young lady's magical power in the secret realm!"

"What?!"

A surprised and indifferent voice came from the divine light, with murderous intent!

"Let's go!"

With a wave of Han Wang's sleeves, the figures of him and Han Shan Zangfeng suddenly disappeared into the sky.

The old man looked up in the direction where the two had left, and his figure shot out.

"Close!"

The captain of the guard shouted, and then the guards left.

Click!

The altar shattered......

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The hall was still dark, but there was an incomparably chilly feeling here.

"Skywolf?"

An indifferent voice resounded in this space, and then the hall fell silent, and at this time, a dark blue light and shadow flew out of it, and quickly left, it was a jade slip!

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In a sea of bamboo, someone is dancing with a sword.

This is a white-faced and beardless man, his body is emaciated, his body moves, there is no mountain force to flow, and after a while, a drop of sweat oozes from the man's forehead.

Suddenly, the man put away his sword, and his figure stood like a sword, standing proudly.

He raised his left hand, and immediately a faint blue light flew in the distance and landed on his palm, which was a purple jade slip.

The man closed his eyes, his mind was immersed in the jade slip, and after a few breaths, he opened his eyes.

"Skywolf?"

When the young man muttered, the jade slip in his hand was thrown out, and immediately a green bamboo stretched out its tentacles and engulfed the jade slip.

The man began to dance the sword again, and his body was ethereal, and there was a faint murderous intention!

At the same time, in the square of the first heaven of the Hanshan Void Realm, a monk with an ordinary face changed his complexion slightly, and a red jade slip appeared in his hand.

After the mind was probed, the jade slip shattered.

"News of the Celestial Wolf?"

The man muttered, surprised. However, instead of thinking too much about it, he began to gather news of the fearless Futu.

He believed that he was not the only one who received this jade slip!

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Dusk is coming, the sunset is beautiful, but it is already dusk.

In the sea of bamboo, the man sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes closed. In front of him was a small bamboo table.

On the bamboo table here, there are pieces of white jade slips, and they all have one thing in common, they all describe one person.

"Invite them all here. ”

The man spoke, his voice light and light.

"Yes!"

In the sea of bamboo, someone answered.

The sunset, the majestic bamboo sea, such a beautiful view, but it is dusk.

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In the vast void, there is a cold pool in the sky, enveloping the young man's body.

A cyan sword curtain was revealed, and the woman in black looked as usual.

Dressed in white and silver-haired, with an ethereal breath.

The iron chain rattled, the young man's face was solemn, and the mysterious fireworks in his body became more and more terrifying.

Time passed, and the sword curtain that shrouded the woman in black trembled and faded, swaying, revealing the girl's figure.

The woman's face was pale, her eyelids trembled, as if she wanted to open her eyes!

However, the Dao Fruit in the girl's body has not been completely fused, if she goes out at this moment, then the last bit of Dao Fruit medicinal power will not know when it will be refined, and the creation in this world is hard to find!

"Buzz~!"

Suddenly, the green plum sword roared, and the sword curtain trembled violently, becoming thinner and thinner.

"Buzz!" Qingmei shook. In the distance, the bamboo horse on Futu Fearless's waist began to tremble, and cyan sword rhymes appeared, enveloping Futu Fearless's figure, and suddenly his body was changing, and the two slowly approached.

"Boom!"

The void roared, the Qingmei sword curtain disappeared, and the eyelids of the woman in black were shaking violently, as if they were about to open!

At the same time, Qingmei roared violently, and the bamboo horse also roared endlessly, and in the roar, Futu Fearless's back touched the woman in black, and the two leaned on each other's backs. The bamboo horse sword curtain slowly spread, enveloping the woman in black.

The moment the two touched, the mysterious fireworks above the fearless soul of the Futu exploded and burned violently!

"Huh?!"

The human soul closed his eyes, and suddenly snorted, feeling the pain that devoured his heart.

At this moment, as the mysterious flame burned, Fu Tu Fearless sensed that his human soul was getting smaller, and some impurities were forged and disappeared, and his human soul was ...... It's getting tougher!

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