"I'm going to curse, I'm going to let people live, I just want to get out of here, can't this be as I want?"

Zhao Han complained frantically in his heart, indignant, the single horn on his forehead flickered brightly, and a terrifying qi machine spread, wisps of red and purple intertwined electric light were born and died on the single horn, and there were even sparks, splashing out, scorching the void.

This is Zhao Han's harvest after being struck by more than a dozen thunderbolts in the secret realm, although this red-purple electric thunder is sharp, there is no way to take Fang Lin and Zi Wuji at all, even if the secret realm is just one of their respective divine thought incarnations, so Zhao Han is not happy that his Qingji incarnation has such a little more thing.

It wasn't until he was forced to show it at this moment that he felt the terror of this trace of red and purple lightning, indeed, in the secret realm, in the end, even the purple lightning and thunder converged into a sea, drowning the divine thoughts of Fang Lin and Zi Wuji, but they were both isolated or resisted by the two of them by their own means.

But this can never be said to be that this red and purple electric light is weak, it can only show that both Fang Lin and Zi Wuji are already invincible existences in the same level, this kind of red and purple electric light is named Chimang Divine Thunder and Zixiao Xuanlei respectively, fierce and domineering, breaking evil and driving away delusion, and has extremely strong restraint against soul and yin evil.

This time it was displayed by Zhao Han, and just a flickering and agitating spark easily exploded some kind of subtlety under the giant palm, allowing Zhao Han to take the opportunity to speed up his escape, and avoided the giant palm of several acres in size when there was no room for it.

"Red Mang Divine Thunder!"

A muffled snort sounded in mid-air, and immediately after, a figure dressed in black clothes appeared from the void, with figure-eight eyebrows, hanging white eyes, a long beard, and a whole body full of puddings, so dirty and sloppy that you could smell a foul smell from a distance.

"This bull demon is talented, there are actually two kinds of divine thunder body, one of which is the Chimang divine thunder, and the other is the purple sky Xuanlei if the old man is not mistaken, strong and fierce, the greatest to the strongest, just the nemesis of the Biman Ghost Heart Sutra cultivated by the old man. ”

The middle-aged man who looked like a beggar interfered sharply in his voice, stretched out a thin finger like a chicken claw, revealing a foot-long black nail, nodded at Zhao Han, who was running frantically below, and hummed: "Hehe, if you get this horn, and then go to this demon's heart, with the ninety-nine eighty-one Zihe car, you may be able to practice the Yin and Yang Fingers of the Nine Devils and Mothers......"

"I didn't expect that I just came over to see the excitement, but I didn't expect to have a big harvest, it's really luck that can't be stopped, hehe, you little bull demon want to escape, where to escape?"

The beggar laughed fiercely, put his finger in his mouth and sucked it soundly, his eyes were full of green and oily cold light, and he looked at Zhao Han, who had run away and only had a small black dot left, his expression was gloomy, but his figure gradually dispersed strangely, as if he had never appeared.

"Hey, that's the Nine-Fingered Beggar!

When a warrior who hurriedly chased after saw the beggar, he hurriedly stopped, shivered involuntarily, and said to his companion in a low voice.

His companion was taken aback, and his face turned pale: "What, it's the Nine-Fingered Beggar's Demon? Isn't that old devil already dead, how can it be...... Let's hurry up, the situation is getting more and more chaotic, and I can't understand it. ”

At the same time, the Louvre and the Ziyang Demon Sect, who were fighting above the Tiger Leaping Cliff, also sensed the unusual atmosphere, and after tacitly closing their hands, they glanced at each other viciously and quickly chased after each other in the direction of Zhao Han's escape.

Zhao Han rushed all the way in the direction away from Qinglan City, without pausing in the middle, and drove for half an hour in one breath, and it took hundreds of miles to stop.

"It's still too slow to run with your legs, just wait for the Beginning Spirit Realm to be able to control the void with your void, and you won't be slacking off every day. ”

Zhao Han shook his hooves, rested and drank water next to a mountain spring, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It's really hard to run all the way, this group of shameless Origin Spirit Martial Arts actually bullied the small with the big and chased him across the two big realms, what a group of shameless bastards.

It is said that since the guy who was dressed in tatters and looked like a beggar escaped, Zhao Han had not met other Origin Spirit Realm martial artists along the way.

But instead of making Zhao Han relaxed, he became more nervous, which meant that the other party changed his strategy, attacked sideways in a roundabout way, and followed and drove away.

You must know that Zhao Han is only in the realm after all, even if his combat power soars after changing Qingyu, his combat power is always comparable to that of the demon handsome, and he has reached the level of the demon handsome without real cultivation, not to mention the demon ancestor level corresponding to the Origin Spirit Realm.

In other words, although Zhao Han runs fast and has good physical strength, if he wants to move, he has to rely on a pair of hooves, and when people move, they will fly directly to the sky, and this comparison, the gap is revealed.

No wonder these guys let me run, it turns out that they are not afraid of me running away at all, as long as they lock me in a wisp of qi, it is a matter of minutes to catch up with me.

Zhao Han complained fiercely in his heart, simply lay on all fours, and fell asleep directly by the spring.

"This tired thing is really extraordinary, it's the first time I've seen such a spiritual monster. ”

Zhao Han was asleep, and the few Origin Spirit Realm Martial Artists who were hiding and following behind couldn't sleep, and they all appeared one after another, but they just surrounded Zhao Han in three directions.

The so-called three missing one is like this, probably these three people wanted to drive Zhao Han in a certain direction, but after Zhao Han saw through it, they simply lifted the table and stopped playing, who they loved.

"We're hurrying up, there are not only the Nine-Fingered Beggars behind us, but also those from the Purple Sun Demon Sect and the Louvre, the Nine-Fingered Beggars are notoriously difficult, not to mention the heavy losses, the two that are bound to win this demon. ”

"Yes, we really have to hurry, but there is only one bull demon, how can we divide it?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became delicate, and these three Origin Spirit Realm martial artists who seemed to cooperate closely and closely had their own calculations after all, and they were not as harmonious as they appeared on the surface.

At this moment, a spider the size of a thumb quietly crawled through a crack in the stone, jumped onto Zhao Han's head, and gently flicked his ears the size of a fan.

Zhao Han yawned, got up from the ground, his lantern-sized eyes widened, his mouth smacked as if he was chewing something, and he rolled his eyes at the three Origin Spirit Martial Artists defiantly.

This cow cub is really underdrawn.

Seeing this, the three Origin Spirit Martial Artists had a black face, and they had already dismantled Zhao Han in their hearts.

For a while, the two sides looked at each other speechlessly, staring at each other, and the atmosphere was embarrassing to the extreme.

Zhao Han shook his tail and took the opportunity to look at the three Origin Spirit Realm Martial Artists, and found that these three people were quite familiar, as if they had seen them somewhere.

He thought for a moment before he reacted, weren't these three people the Origin Spirit Realm masters of the Badaomen, Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and Qingyang Palace who had appeared before?