Hearing this, Han Lin was even more speechless.

Ten years, when ten years have passed, the daylilies are cold.

But he also knew the strength of the Qi cultivator, so he had nothing to complain about.

Grunt......

Blood seeped out of the ground, bubbling and bubbling.

The spiritual power in the body was squeezed by a large array and overflowed from the body. Han Lin could clearly sense that his combat power was rapidly declining, and in an instant, he could only exert half of his usual strength.

He was slow to act, but his mind was still thoughtful.

He threw the Liyuan Baixiang mask to Murong Qing from the storage bag, and said unceremoniously: "Take it, then hide your body and control the big array." ”

He has a lot of treasures on him, this thing is too restrictive, it's just a burden, it's better to give it to Murong Qing for the time being to save his life.

You must know that he who cultivates with inductive supernatural powers, and he can't detect Mrs. Luo, who uses the Liyuan Hundred Phases Mask.

Two hours passed.

Murong Qing also quickly figured out how to use the mask.

The atmosphere was unusually dull, leaving the two of them breathless.

The opening of the spirit beast bag on Han Lin's waist was also opened, and the little fat man was in a state of standby at any time.

Seeing that the formation was transparent, Hong Baosen also stopped injecting essence blood, and laughed loudly outside: "Okay! The big array has been successfully activated." Just wait for your death!"

A mere Qi cultivation period is scattered, and his tone is arrogant to such a point.

This made Han Lin feel that he was being scorned. At the same time, it also made him mutter.

"I don't believe it, without the Jindan Formation controlled by Brother Jindan, how can I be dropped!"

The humiliation ensued, and his anger burned even more.

Faced with the other party's naked malice, Han Lin couldn't sit still, and immediately racked his brains and began to think of countermeasures.

"There must be a way, it must be! Damn, why me? Can't you just fool a casual cultivator?"

Han Lin immediately realized the crux of the problem, and then asked the Evil Fire Raven King, "Dare to ask, what was the gambling contract of the predecessors back then?"

Murong Qing also realized in an instant, and hurriedly poked his head out of the void slowly, pricking up his ears to listen.

The Raven King, who was still a little flustered, saw that the formation did not have much impact on him, and his heart was also stable, and he planned to continue sleeping. Hearing Han Lin ask, he slowly talked about the events of the year: "Is it a bet? This should start from my acquaintance with him......

Time was pressing, and the other party just got up and was interrupted by Han Lin's exit.

He clasped his arms in his hands, his face was gloomy, and he asked directly: "Senior, make a long story short." Look, now that we're in this situation, we can still stand and listen to your story?"

"Oh...... I insisted on not killing Qingxumen disciples for 500 years. He gave me the fire-hearted seven-leaf lotus. I'll do the math, it's more than ten years. It's almost over, I'll just get some more sleep......"

The Raven King City Mansion is very shallow, and it can be said that whatever Han Lin asks, it will answer.

It waved its wings, and after looking at Han Lin and the two again, it said excitedly, "Now this Fireheart Seven Leaf Hualien is stored on me. Hehe, at the same time, the cultivation resources of this seat are also provided by his Hong family. However, I agreed to Hong Bingwen and lent him mana. The time is almost up! As long as I break this seal, I will be able to reach the middle stage of Jindan!"

Sure enough, no wonder you have to call yourself.

The other party didn't care about what he said, which made Han Lin secretly bitter in his heart.

"It turned out that they had made up their minds to let this Crow King of the Jindan Period kill me! Damn, what weird methods would they use?"

Thinking of this, Han Lin gasped and immediately took a few steps back.

The Evil Fire Raven King on the other side was speechless for a while, grinning for a long time.

"Just such a small space in the hall, you little foundation building monk, escape...... Where can I escape?"

Han Lin naturally realized that his behavior was inappropriate.

He looked calm and blurted out and asked, "Then according to the gambling contract, what if the seniors lose?"

Knowing his next fate, Han Lin became unscrupulous and unscrupulous.

"If you lose, then you will become a slave beast of his Hong family. The Raven King waved his huge head and said indifferently, "Don't worry, it's impossible." I'm going to win! I won't make a move if I don't want to. He, Hong Bingwen, is also the same as me, he is a Jindan cultivator, and everyone is dead, can he still become a ghost cultivator and force me to do it?"

As the formation moved, another stream of essence blood contained in the yellow bowl spurted down, accompanied by a large amount of fire essence.

The Raven King's eyes flashed, and he took a big suck, sucking all the things in front of him into his stomach, and said with a smile on his face.

"It's a great tonic again!Eat enough and sleep well!"

But this time, it's different.

After a full meal, the demon fire uncontrollably appeared on its body.

These demon true fire breaths are extremely large, and each of them is at least a foundation building power, and they also bear the imprint of the evil fire crow king's own consciousness.

From afar, it looks like a number of ridiculously twisted villains that glow red.

Han Lin couldn't help but restrain his breath, a cold sweat broke out, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

Naturally, he didn't stupidly stay where he was.

"True fire, demon real fire. The three poisonous true fires that have not been formed by yourself must not be taken out. will definitely be devoured by the other party, and in the end, he will end up with Sun Yun!"

This lump of true fire peeled off from the Raven King's body, emitting a series of popping sounds, and it landed and turned into five foundation building period monks!

As if they had a sanity, the five foundation-building fire spirits, who could also be regarded as monsters that existed like blood spirits, surrounded Han Lin in groups, and at the same time took a big step forward, and their vague figures exploded, turning into rolling flames.

A breathtaking sense of oppression hits.

Feeling the exaggerated mana fluctuations on the other party's body, Han Lin glanced at Murong Qing, his expression changed completely, and he said loudly, "Senior sister." Cast a support spell on me, and then you will try to protect yourself as much as possible! Senior brother can't take care of you. ”

Having said that, Han Lin used the Blood Activation Technique, using the Blood Shadow Clone to quietly separate a Blood Shadow.

Although the blood shadow is only thirty percent of its strength, it has already condensed into a substantial armor with the use of the "Secret of Evil" and his own terrifying evil aura, and his defensive power is still extraordinary.

A stream of red blood mist erupted from its mouth, and it was vigorous and surrounded itself. At the same time, holding a fire feather fan in his hand, his face was blurred, standing beside Murong Qing.

The junior sister was also nervous.

She immediately stopped all movements, and relied on the mask on her face to hide her figure again, turning into nothingness.

In five hundred years, the Hong family poured the essence blood of five foundation building monks and fed it to the Evil Fire Raven King!

An eerie voice came from outside.

"Secret art, blood spirit invasion yang reincarnation. ”