"Han Shichang?"

Concubine Song's face stiffened, and she said, "Isn't he dead, why did he come here?" ”

Of course she knew this person!

It was Han Shichang, the second master of the Han family who was killed by Lin Han at the altar!

And behind him, there were several demon servants who came from a distance one after another, standing behind Han Shichang.

"It's not good, he has been invaded by demonic energy and controlled by demons!"

Lin Han frowned.

"What, invaded by demonic energy?"

Hear the words.

A lot of people are discolored.

Han Shichang let out a series of strange laughs, staring at everyone, his eyes glowing green, like a hungry wolf seeing its prey.

"Damn it!"

"How could he possibly be resurrected?"

Many people turned ugly.

"Regardless of whether he is occupied by the demons or not, in short, he no longer belongs to humans, let's work together to destroy him!"

"That's right, even if he is taken away by the demons, there are many of us, so it's not impossible to give it a try!"

Many people nodded one after another, although they were a little jealous, but they did not give up.

"Kill!"

A group of people shouted, each of them displayed a powerful martial art, and like a tide, they flocked to Han Shichang.

At this time, Han Shichang had lost his mind, his eyes were scarlet, and he didn't care about everything around him at all, he just roared wildly, opened his teeth and claws, and pounced, with terrifying fluctuations.

Suddenly, the two sides fought fiercely.

Lin Han and Song Feixi stood side by side, quietly watching the changes.

Han Shichang was burly and strong, his skin was dark gold, and his entire body seemed to be made of gold, which was incomparably strong, even if it was an ordinary sword, it could not leave a trace on him.

This frightened a lot of people.

He is like a King Kong, domineering, sweeping all directions, unbeatable.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, opening his mouth to spit out a purple-black poisonous mist.

This poisonous mist is not trivial, it contains great poison, and once it is contaminated, even the powerhouses of the Jindan Realm will festered and die all over their bodies.

A disciple of the Wang family, because he touched the purple-black mist, his entire arm turned into pus and blood in the blink of an eye, and he fell back in pain, lying on the ground, wailing incessantly.

This made many people gasp.

Lin Han's eyes condensed slightly!

This purple-black poisonous mist is very evil, even he feels a little tricky.

Next, he ran the Hongmeng Refining Technique, and a purple glow bloomed in his body, like a god, illuminating the four directions, and the purple-black poisonous mist immediately dissipated.

Seeing this, many people couldn't help but gasp, Lin Han was really a demon, and the breath he released alone was enough to resist the purple-black poisonous mist.

Han Shichang was also stunned, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Lin Han's momentum!

It was even tougher than he expected, which surprised him a little.

Then, with a sly smile, he said:

"Lin Han, do you think you can stop us from entering the dragon's lair like this? It's just wishful thinking! ”

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and a simple ring suddenly appeared in his palm, and then he injected a trace of aura, humming and trembling, expanding rapidly, and finally turned into a small tower, hanging in mid-air.

The tower was engraved with dense runes, like some kind of confinement array, revealing an obscurity and grandeur.

"Suppression!"

Han Shichang's palm shook slightly!

The small tower flew into the air, rose against the storm, and instantly became dozens of zhang in size, exuding a brilliant and dazzling brilliance.

Immediately afterward, the surface of the small tower radiated a brilliant brilliance, and a wisp of golden chain hung downward, like a rope, and shrouded downward.

Under the thick golden chains, muffled sounds came out.

One cultivator after another, the armor on their bodies was all torn, revealing bloody bodies, and those golden chains, like snakes, burrowed into their bodies.

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen cultivators screamed miserably, bleeding from their seven orifices, and fell to the ground, dying.

It's all like a nightmare.

"How so?"

Lin Han also changed color, and he could feel that the blood in his body seemed to be stagnant and unable to flow.

Moreover, his bones, muscles, viscera, etc., are all bound.

"Haha, Lin Han, now you are not my opponent at all, surrender obediently."

Han Shichang laughed, waved his big sleeves, and walked towards Lin Han.

On him!

It exudes a rich magical might.

This is the demon spirit of the demon race, possess him!

"No ......"

Song Feixi, Meng Xue'er and others were all pale and full of grief and indignation.

Han Shichang's strength is too strong, who can compete with him here?

"Hehe, you don't have to worry, he can't help me."

However, Lin Han smiled indifferently, and a chilling murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Huh?"

Han Shichang raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said, "Are you also from the Demon Clan?" ”

Lin Han shook his head and said:

"I'm just an ordinary man, it's just that you provoked someone you shouldn't provoke today, and you are doomed to death."

"Really?"

Han Shichang grinned cruelly.

"In that case, let's send you back to the West."

With a snort, the words fell, and a purple-black poisonous mist erupted from his hand again, covering Lin Han overwhelmingly.

Lin Han's eyes were cold, without fear, and his body was full of purple light.

In front of his chest, the Floating Slaughter Refining Divine Furnace exuded a vast aura like the sea, and with a boom, it slammed into those poisonous mist.

The poisonous mist exploded, like a firework, and it was extremely gorgeous, however, the giant statue also churned in the void for a while before it stabilized.

"What?"

Seeing this, everyone's eyes widened in shock.

This poisonous mist, even the peak powerhouse of Jindan, can be poisoned, but it can't help Lin Han?

"Impossible!"

Han Shichang's face also changed greatly.

"Kill!"

At that moment, he gritted his teeth, and a spear appeared in his hand, all black and glowing.

This spear was surrounded by a layer of pitch-black demonic flames, roaring like a real dragon, stabbing at Lin Han's eyebrows.

Lin Han punched out, the purple gold was shining, like a round of golden little sun exploding, and Han Shichang's spear met fiercely, bursting out of brilliant sparks.

With a crisp sound, the jet-black iron spear actually cracked, and a gap an inch long appeared, falling to the ground.

"Ah, my weapon!"

Han Shichang's face twitched!

This spear has been with him for 20 years, has accompanied him on the battlefield, and has performed many miraculous feats, but today it is actually broken, which makes him feel distressed.

"Break it for me!"

He gritted his teeth!

He took another blade out of the storage bag.

It was a jet-black scimitar with a heavy back and some elaborate magic patterns engraved on it.

The two collided again, and this time, sparks flew everywhere, and the jet-black scimitar was blown away.

"What a defensive weapon."

Lin Han frowned.

This weapon is much stronger than ordinary weapons, and even his Hongmeng Refining God Determination can't shake it in the slightest.

He estimated!

This should be the treasure of the demons!