And just as Su Han said this, the woman suddenly stopped crying, jumped out of the water waves, and stared at Su Han with a pair of big eyes, with tears in the corners of her eyes, but her eyes revealed curiosity.

Su Han stared at her eyes seriously, like two sapphires of good quality, pure and transparent, without the slightest impurity.

A thought faintly popped up in Su Han's heart, it seemed that this girl was not pretending, but really looking extremely naïve and untouched in the world.

"Little sister, my name is Su Han, what's your name?" Su Han asked with a smile, his tone extremely gentle.

"Linglong." Timid voice, she stood by the lake, looking at Su Han with a cower, like a frightened little beast.

"Good name." Su Han praised it, and then asked again, "Where do you live?" ”

Linglong pointed to the mountain peak not far away, and said, "I live in the Hidden Dragon Mountain Range, who are you, why have I never seen you before?" ”

Su Han's face did not change, and said with a smile, "We came from the side of the snow mountain, we were chased and killed, and we inadvertently broke into here, please don't mind." ”

Linglong waved her hand, barely squeezing out a smile, a little embarrassed, "That'...... Then you should hurry up, my uncles are very fierce, be careful that they catch you. ”

How many uncles?

Su Han's pupils shrank, and he quickly thought in his heart, such a little girl with a mysterious identity and background, and a few uncles, could it be a master of the world who lives in seclusion here?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Su Han waved his hand without hesitation, "Go!" ”

And before he took two steps, Su Han felt that the sky was spinning, his eyes were full of stars, and there was an extreme dizziness in his mind, as if he had been beaten on the head.

Looking back at a few people, they all fell to the ground, and even the vines fell to the ground unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Su Han was almost stunned.

You must know that with the physique of the vine, coupled with the phoenix true fire in her body, she is basically immune to any toxin, and now, what means did this little girl use to make the vine unconscious?

Still on the road......

Even, I can't figure out what means she used.

Su Han gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, barely kept his senses, and looked at Linglong.

Linglong was still like an innocent little girl, clapping her hands and smiling brightly, "Hey, why don't you leave, are you asleep?" ”

"You!" Su Han squeezed out a word from between his teeth, and at this moment, he felt that a cold air flow quietly appeared in his body, which seemed to be generated from the ploughing comb.

And as this air flow circulates in the body, the body gradually regains its strength.

Su Han remained silent, "What means did you use?" The matter has come to this point, a few of us admit it, and please let us live. ”

"Leave you alive? Hmph, break into my shower and try to hit me, if I let you go, I'm angry, very angry, unless you can make me happy. ”

The corners of Su Han's mouth twitched, completely speechless.

By this time, Su Han was completely clear.

This woman is innocent on the surface, and it is not her disguise, but she is originally like this, but in her bones, she is as cunning as a fox and very wicked.

I don't know what kind of predecessor Lu Dao is, and he can teach this kind of woman.

"And what do you want?" Su Han asked again.

The girl glanced at Su Han with a smile, and took out a golden rope from her arms, like a golden dragon winding, stringing the five people into a sugar gourd, "You guys...... I'll be my pet first. ”

Su Han frowned, but she still didn't resist, and let her tie herself up.

"Let's go." After tying it up, the girl threw the rope, her body rose into the air, and a lotus leaf-shaped flying magic weapon appeared under her feet, and she ran quickly into the distance.

Seeing this scene, Su Han was taken aback again.

Flying Magic!

How can it be?

How could she possibly have a flying weapon?

You must know that even in the immortal realm, flying magic weapons are extremely rare and rare existences, and only some immortal emperor-level powerhouses are willing to spend considerable resources to create a flying magic weapon.

Each flying magic weapon consumes countless precious materials, the most important of which is the Void Stone.

The Void Stone, produced in the high sky, is the essence formed by the condensation of the power of space, and it may not be possible to produce one for thousands of years, in the fairy world, if there is a Void Stone at an auction, it will definitely attract countless powerhouses in a fairy realm to participate.

"You...... Your lotus leaves are so beautiful. However, people are prettier. With a move in his heart, Su Han asked again.

"You're a bad person, but your mouth is sweet, okay, I've decided to make you my pet number one, and you're in charge of managing them." Linglong Jiao laughed and spoke.

But the words that came out made Su Han's head full of black lines.

His mind turned, and Su Han was silent.

Let's wait and see what happens.

……

Deep in the snowy mountains.

At this time, four figures were rushing rapidly, and the four fiery red streamers, like four meteors in the vast snow-capped mountains, crossed a long distance in an instant.

It was the four members of the Extreme Fire Sect.

Extreme Fire Ancestor Fang Wuji, as well as the three late-stage Jindan powerhouses under his command.

With the cultivation of the Extreme Fire Ancestor Martial Saint level, it only took less than a day for him to arrive from the Extreme Fire Sect and join the three of them.

Moreover, this time the Extreme Fire Ancestor rushed to come, not a clone formed by the power of an incense, but his body.

He knew very well in his heart that the birth of the plough comb, such a grand event, would definitely attract many martial saint powerhouses to come, and if he wanted to get this powerful treasure left by the goddess of the snow mountain, he had to exert all his strength.

"Ancestor, there's a blood-colored brilliance ahead." Fang hattian called out in surprise.

Fang Wuji nodded, "I saw it." ”

There was no emotional fluctuation in his voice, but his eyes were a little solemn, he had clearly sensed the existence of the plough comb before, but now, when he came to the big snow mountain, he was gone.

Fang Wuji was puzzled in his heart, and even thought about whether he had already been taken away.

And as soon as this idea came to mind, he vetoed it.

The Extreme Fire Sect is definitely the closest to the Snow Mountain, even if it is the Immortal Heaven on the other side of the Snow Mountain, it is not as good.

Moreover, the exercises of the Extreme Fire Sect are quite good at speed, and it is impossible for anyone to be faster than him.

Isn't it a martial saint?

It's also a bit impossible.

Even if the Snow Mountain Goddess is now resurrected and her cultivation is greatly reduced, it is not something that ordinary people can defeat.

Su Han's figure appeared in his mind, and the Extreme Fire Ancestor gritted his teeth and quickly rushed towards the direction of the blood-colored brilliance.

Let's take a look first.

He pushed the speed to the extreme, and in less than a dozen kung fu, he quickly rushed to the scene of Su Han's previous battle, and the scene that caught his eye made several people stunned.

It's an ice coffin.

And in the center of the ice coffin, there is a ball of blood the size of an adult's head.

The blood cells were extremely red, like an embryo, and the flesh and blood slowly wriggled, revealing an extremely powerful force and might, and there was a faint vitality in it.

"This is the goddess of the Snow Mountain?" Fang Hatian asked in great surprise.

Fang Wuji's eyes were also extremely surprised, he never expected that he had traveled thousands of miles to rush here and see such a scene.

What about the plough comb?

Fang Wuji searched everywhere, but he couldn't find the whereabouts of the plough comb at all.

And when he cast his eyes on the blood ball again, he saw a faint golden light on the surface of the blood cell, which seemed to be sealed by something.

Is it sealed in this blood cell?

This thought popped up involuntarily in Fang Wuji's mind.

The treasure was moving, he subconsciously thought in the direction of the best, and after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth, and Fang Wuji suddenly made a decision.

Break the seal and take a closer look!

After all, with his own strength, even if the Snow Mountain Goddess was really resurrected, she was not afraid at all.

Without saying a word, Fang Wuji began to act, and a raging fire suddenly appeared in his hand, burrowing into the ice coffin, repeatedly roasting the blood ball like roasted meat.

His flame, named Ziwei Heavenly Fire, was the third-ranked flame on the Scarlet Continent, and it was also the most mysterious kind of flame, and for thousands of years, no one had ever been able to capture this flame.

However, Fang Wuji did it.

For this reason, he didn't know how many meteorites he had collected, and it took a long time to extract a little crape myrtle from countless meteorites to purify it, and after nearly a hundred years of cultivation, it was able to form the current scale.

And it was with the existence of this flame that he could successfully be promoted to the Martial Saint.

As soon as the crape myrtle spark was activated, the seal was slowly melting at a slow speed.

After all, this seal was made by Su Han, although it has all kinds of mysteries, but Su Han's own strength is only in the Jindan Realm, the energy level is too low, and the power of the seal is naturally limited.

As the minutes passed, the seal gradually thinned, like a thin paper like a cicada's wings.

A trace of joy appeared in Fang Wuji's eyes, and he urged the crape myrtle heavenly fire even faster, scorching with perseverance.

"The three of you, surround all sides, and when this layer of defense is broken, be sure to keep the contents here, and never let it escape."

Fang Wuji opened his mouth to explain, and several people didn't dare to be careless, standing in three directions, carefully guarded.

"Brother Fang, I haven't seen you for decades, don't come unharmed."

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from the clouds, and he stepped on the clouds, like a breeze slowly falling in the air.

It was the white-clothed young man who was in the Immortal Heaven before.

"Old youkai!" Fang Wuji snorted violently, his eyes showing vigilance.

This person's name is Wan Changsheng, he is the martial saint of the Immortal Heaven, his cultivation is not very strong, and his attack power is not very strong, but his defense can be called invincible in the world.

In particular, the vitality and vitality of the body are endless, mighty, and almost to the realm of rebirth of broken limbs and immortality with blood.

Even if there is only a drop of blood left, you can survive!

Rise like the phoenix!

A few decades ago, there were four martial saints who once launched a siege on Wan Changsheng and wanted to bring him down, but they couldn't succeed at all, this person was simply a little strong who couldn't be killed.

Fang Wuji's brows furrowed.