A sword stabbed the heart of the brocade boy, and the blood flowed down, but this sword, Lin Han did not penetrate his heart. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

The man in brocade himself also had the cultivation of the peak of the True Martial Realm, and he didn't die immediately this time, lying on the ground covered in blood.

His eyes were filled with a deep sense of fear, his ancestor clearly planted a ban in his body, as long as his life was in danger, this ban would be activated, with about fifty percent of the ancestor's strength, as long as it was not for those sharp and strong people, the end would definitely be death.

"How..... How can it be. The man in brocade said dying, his face filled with an incredible look.

Why didn't the ban left by the old ancestor be launched? You must know that the old ancestor is a strong man of the Gai Dynasty, even in the Netherworld, he is a first-line master, and he can make the Netherworld tremble with a stomp of his feet.

In the heart of the man in brocade, the ancestor is a god-like existence, how could he make a mistake?

But the scene in front of him made his long-standing belief begin to waver, and an unparalleled sense of fear quickly spread to his heart, at this time, when his greatest reliance disappeared, he really felt the fear of death.

"No...... Don't kill me. The boy in brocade couldn't calm down anymore, his expression was flustered, and his whole body involuntarily retreated backwards, and blood stains suddenly appeared on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the time of two breaths had passed, and Lin Han did not hesitate, without hesitation, he stabbed the tip of the sword deeply into the heart of the man in brocade, penetrating his entire body.

The boy in brocade was lying on the ground, completely motionless, and blood was all over his body.

At this time, the power in the body of the boy in brocade disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Without such a carrier as the boy in brocade, that prohibition is like a rootless ping, and with the suppression of the demon slaying blade, it will have no power.

Qiu Tianjian standing behind Lin Han couldn't help but be shocked, the fear in his eyes when he looked at Lin Han was getting stronger and stronger, what he never expected was that this mysterious person in front of him would dare to kill even the burial of the 'playboy'.

"You ......" Qiu Tianjian's mouth instantly became dry, and he gradually stepped back and said, "Senior, you ...... You really killed the burial 'playboy'. ”

Lin Han turned around and smiled slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "No, no, no, it's not me who killed him, it's us." ”

"We?" Qiu Tianjian's face turned pale, and a strong sense of unease rose in his heart.

"Come here, burn the body of this so-called burial 'playboy' for me. Lin Han's body moved, and the blood-stained long sword pointed at Qiu Tianjian's throat.

"No...... It can't be like this, senior, I can't do this. Qiu Tianjian exclaimed.

Lin Han's move really frightened him, with Lin Han, as long as he is obedient for the time being, if he doesn't disobey anything, he will have a chance to live.

But if he burned the body of the 'playboy', it would be equivalent to Lin Han's accomplice, if it was calculated by the powerful people in the Netherworld, he would definitely die.

"Don't test my few patiences. Lin Han said lightly: "Time is running out, now that you have seen it, there is no need for me to have an extra revenant under this sword." ”

Between the words, the tip of Lin Han's sword had slowly stabbed into Qiu Tianjian's throat, and a trace of blood could be faintly seen flowing out.

The surroundings became extremely quiet, Qiu Tianjian's heavy breathing could be heard clearly, a large number of beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his 'legs' trembled straight, such a scene was really the biggest crisis he had ever encountered.

"Whew. Lin Han closed his eyes, the spiritual power in his hand flipped over, and an incomparably powerful sword aura appeared on the sword body in an instant.

"I do...... I'll do it, senior, I'll do it!" Qiu Tianjian finally couldn't bear such a big pressure, and in the face of the life and death crisis, he finally chose to compromise with Lin Han.

"Hehe, that's right. Lin Han turned his backhand and put away the long sword, his face 'revealed' a seemingly harmless smile of humans and animals, patted Qiu Tianjian's shoulder and said with a smile: "Go, hurry up and solve the corpse of the 'playboy', so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

Qiu Tianjian let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth, and strode towards the place where the 'playboy' was buried.

A raging fire ignited in an instant, and after a while, the corpse of the 'playboy' had already turned into a pile of ashes, and since then it has completely disappeared from this world.

Seeing that Qiu Tianjian had done this thing, Lin Han's heart was slightly relieved, and he finally tied Qiu Tianjian to his warship completely.

"Hahaha, we'll be in the same boat from now on. Lin Han laughed and said, "Let's go, let's go, otherwise someone will come in a while, and it will not be good to see it." ”

After burning the corpse of the 'playboy', Qiu Tianjian looked depressed, his eyes were unrelenting, and when he finished this thing, there was no place for him in the Netherworld.

Burial of the 'playboy', that is a well-known existence in the Netherworld, and if he dies, it will definitely shake the entire Netherworld!

Looking at Lin Han's figure gradually moving away, Qiu Tianjian's face 'color' flashed with a 'color' of 'confusion', and after a while, like a walking corpse walking 'meat', he unfolded his body and followed Lin Han's body, walking towards the depths of the Black Fire Land.

This time, the Tiantai in the Black Fire Land has attracted many young Tianjiao, even among the other two holy cities, there are many masters who have rushed over, but it is still a little difficult for these people to occupy a place in the Black Fire Land, after all, this is the territory of the Jiuli Holy City.

And at this very time.

Netherworld, somewhere in the Holy City of Jiuli.

It was in the midst of a sitting old man who closed his eyes and recuperated.

The old man was dressed in linen, and his appearance was extremely ordinary, and he looked like an old farmer in a mountain village, but those who knew him knew that this old man was not as kind as he looked.

His name is the God of Burial, and he is the actual controller behind the scenes of Wuyang Pavilion, and he has cultivated for meritorious work and creation, which is extraordinary, and he is also a ruthless person, because of the loss of a sect' disciple in the Netherworld, he led the masters of Wuyang Pavilion to slaughter the sect' up and down, male and female, old and young, and no one could survive.

That night, the entire sect was submerged in the sea of blood, and the Netherworld was shaken, and since then, the name of killing gods has completely spread in the Netherworld.

In recent decades, because of the need for breakthroughs, the killing intent of the Burial God has also been restrained a lot, and some of the new masters in the Netherworld don't even remember that there is such a person, but those who know him easily dare not provoke Wuyang Pavilion.

The old man had closed his eyes for a month, and judging from the progress of his cultivation, it was impossible for his eyes to open in less than half a year.

But at this moment, his closed eyes suddenly opened!