In the room, Xiaocao fell asleep, and Ye Han sat cross-legged on the ground alone.

He spread out his palm, a three-colored treasure light flashed, the brilliance receded, and the vine demon pot suspended in the air above his palm.

"Ahem...... It's a good baby, but it's a pity it's missing!"

A weak voice sounded in Ye Han's mind.

Hearing this, Ye Han was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Senior Instrument Spirit, are you okay! What kind of treasure is this?"

Ji Ling said indifferently: "Don't call me Ji Ling senior, my surname is Xuan, you have to be polite and call me Xuan Lao!"

He paused and pondered, "In the Xuantian Realm, there are four kinds of magic weapons, peerless divine weapons, yuan weapons, dao weapons, and true weapons, and this vine demon pot belongs to the dao weapon, but the origin is damaged, and the power is between the tenth layer of the mortal fetus and the first layer of the earth. ”

Speaking of this, Xuan Lao was silent for a while, and muttered: "On top of the real weapon, there are more powerful magic weapons!"

Ye Han was stunned, "What's that?"

"Haha......"

Xuan Lao smiled and said with some embarrassment: "I have not recovered from my serious injury, and I have a memory loss, so I really can't answer." ”

Ye Han said worriedly: "How can you help Xuan Lao recover?"

Xuan Lao said in a deep voice: "Refine five magic swords, and finally turn into real magic swords!"

"Sword refining?"

After speaking, he put away the rattan demon pot, his mind fell into the dantian, and the three magic swords were suspended in the air.

One of these three swords was given by Ye Zhiyuan, and the other two were all brought by Ye Han with his life.

Ye Han looked at the three swords, the sword refining technique appeared in his mind, and he realized something, and then the phantom disk that his mind turned into sat on the formation diagram and began to seal.

Outside the jade buckle.

Ye Han's body exuded bursts of pitch-black light, bursting out with a monstrous murderous aura, but this murderous aura actually bypassed the grass, which was very weird.

"Poof!"

After a while, Ye Han's hand froze and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This is not a simple sword refining, every time he seals, he has to suffer the pain of a thousand cuts.

Gradually, the three magic swords in the air gradually dissolved, merging with the killing qi in the space, and a pitch-black sword shadow flickered uncertainly.

Two hours later, the sword shadow gradually solidified, but it still could not completely form an entity.

"Click!"

A crack appeared in the shadow of the sword!

Ye Han hurriedly stopped sealing, "Elder Xuan, what's going on?"

"Greedy!"

Xuan Lao said angrily: "With just three broken swords, how can it be successfully condensed with such a little murderous aura, and it is a fluke to have a phantom." ”

Hearing this, Ye Han frowned, "Then how do you refine it?"

"Hey, hey!"

Xuan Lao said coldly: "More swords, more murderous energy!"

Ye Han was stunned, pondered for a moment, and nodded, "It's just killing!"

"Haha......"

Xuan Lao burst out laughing, his voice echoing through the space.

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a rough knock on the door.

Hearing the sound, Ye Han hurriedly withdrew his mind, wiped away the sweat, and got up to open the door.

An old man dressed in black with a white face stood at the door, saw Ye Han, and said coldly: "We are leaving, you brothers and sisters should go and serve Miss!"

Ye Han clenched his fists and said fiercely: "Come soon!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the bed, gently woke up Ye Chan, carried her behind him, and followed the old man all the way.

Soon, Ye Han followed the old man to the side of a large group of people.

A splendid car, carved dragon and phoenix, tall and spacious treasure chariot, parked on the side of the road, occupies the entire street, and supports thousands of people in front and behind.

This traveling battle is comparable to the emperor's guard of honor.

"Miss!"

As the old man shouted, the whole team became silent, and everyone was doing their own thing, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Qian Yue slowly appeared next to the treasure.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped.

"Smack!"

A black-clothed scar guard walked over, slapped Ye Han in the face, and roared angrily: "As a pest, I don't even know how to give Miss a footbreak!"

"Brother!"

Ye Chan trembled, tears welling up.

Ye Han put her down and said softly: "It's okay, as long as my brother doesn't die, everything still has a chance!"

After speaking, he followed the guards to the side of the treasure chariot.

"Get down!"

The Scar Guard stared at Ye Han and shouted.

Ye Han's arms and muscles flared up, and he stood stiff to the side, and now he understood, "Zhu Zhanu is a human stool!"

He has been bullied by his peers for as long as he can remember, but no one can make him submit, let alone trample him under his feet!

"Bang!"

The Scar Guard raised a kick and kicked hard at the crook of Ye Han's leg, trying to force him to lie down.

"Chang Tao retreat!"

Qian Yue looked at Chang Tao, her eyes were cold, "Go and bring that beggar named Xiaocao over!"

She paused, looked at Ye Han again, and said playfully: "If you don't want to be a pianu, then the beggar should be willing!"

"Giggle......

A series of sinister laughs followed.

Hearing this, Ye Han trembled, he could suffer humiliation, but he couldn't watch Ye Chan be humiliated!

In the eyes of everyone around, Ye Han crawled towards Bao Yuan, arched his back, and waited for Tianyue to step on it.

"Giggle......

Qian Yue smiled even more happily, stepped on Ye Han's back, and got on the treasure.

At this moment, she turned her head to look at the old man just now and smiled, "Uncle Fu, give that little beggar a carriage, don't die!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the old man bowed to Qian Yue and turned to leave.

As she sat down, the entire team began to move.

"Let's go!"

Chang Tao shouted loudly and walked at the front of the team.

Everyone didn't take a second look at Ye Han, in their eyes, Ye Han was just a plaything.

"Ye Han follow, this may not be your chance!"

Xuan Lao's voice sounded in Ye Han's mind.

Hearing this, Ye Han struggled to get up, and almost fell down again, "Elder Xuan, I won't give up!"

As he spoke, he glanced around, found a bamboo pole, and then limped to follow with both hands on the pole.

......

The convoy traveled for three days until it reached an inconspicuous hillside.

"Stop!"

With Chang Tao shouting, everyone stopped.

As usual, Ye Han was taken to the edge of the treasure and played the role of a punu.

Qian Yue lifted the curtain and stepped on Ye Han's back, her whole body was plain white, and there was no trace of arrogance on her face, only a trace of sadness.

She looked at the old man and asked softly, "Uncle Fu, are you ready?"

The old man lifted the bamboo basket covered by the cloth in his hand and nodded slightly.

Soon, Qian Yue and the old man went up the hill together.

A group of guards followed far behind, not daring to approach.

Ye Han seized the gap and quietly leaned over to the carriage carrying Ye Chan.

"Rub!"

He slipped in.

"Brother!"

Ye Chan originally wanted to shout, but when she saw the person clearly, she was overjoyed and hugged Ye Han.

"Good!"

Ye Han gently patted Ye Chan on the back, "Brother has no ability, I have wronged you, I ......"

Before Ye Han finished speaking, a slender little hand covered his lips.

Ye Chan said quietly: "It's not my brother, I'm already dead, with my brother here, Ye Chan is not afraid of anything!"

Hearing this, Ye Han was stunned and felt guilty in his heart.

It wasn't long before he secretly got out of the carriage, found a remote corner, and sat cross-legged.

Ye Han glanced at the guards patrolling in the distance, and the murderous intent flashed in his heart, he thought about escaping, but quickly dispelled this idea, because he was not alone, he didn't dare to take Ye Chan into danger.

"Ye Han, this is an opportunity!"

Xuan Lao's voice sounded in Ye Han's mind again.

Ye Han scratched and said puzzledly: "Elder Xuan said that he laughed, what chance can he have when he is a stepping stone for personal meat?"

"Stupid!"

Xuan Lao said three words angrily, "Fallen Demon Gate!"

Hearing this, Ye Han was stunned for a while, and suddenly stood up, "Yes, I have the help of Xuan Lao and entered the Fallen Demon Gate, can I still be a slave for the rest of my life!"

"Haha...... Figured it out?"

Xuan Lao smiled and said disdainfully: "A Tibetan Realm of Shan Yue can walk sideways in the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, what future can he have if he stays here?"

Ye Han glanced at the carriage carrying Ye Chan, and recalled the tragic past that happened before, his face was resolute, "Anyway, I can't run, so I'll go to the Demon Sect with them." ”

He paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Elder Xuan, I want to make everyone afraid of me!"

"Good!"

Xuan Lao is very happy, this kid is finally on the way.

An hour later, Qian Yue appeared in everyone's sight again in plain white, followed by Uncle Fu carrying an empty bamboo basket.

Ye Han found that there were two invisible tear stains on Qian Yue's face.

"Look at what!"

Chang Tao roared angrily, "Don't hurry over!"

Originally, Ye Han wanted to lie down again, as a pestle, but was kicked away by Qian Yue.

"Get out of here!"

Qian Yue roared, and a leap went directly to the treasure chariot.

Immediately, the whole team set off again.

Ye Han looked at Bao Yuan, his eyes were cloudy, a carp rolled, patted the dust on his body, and quietly followed.

In the following days, it was a hurry, a huge convoy, constantly moving towards the west, crossing mountains and mountains, as if walking on flat ground.

Twenty days later, the convoy came to a rolling mountain.

"It's finally back!"

She pulled out of her treasure and stretched her waist, with a smile on her face again.

Ye Han was beside the treasure chariot, stopped and looked, a pitch-black and tall quaint portal towered in front of everyone's eyes, and there was a gold plaque on a black background at the top, engraved with "Fallen Demon Gate". There are statues of evil beasts sitting on both sides, lifelike, their eyes are still moving, and behind the door is a dark fog, which seems to be real and illusory.

Ye Han was puzzled for a while, there was another word in front of the three words of this Fallen Demon Gate, but it was vague, as if it had been erased.

Soon, a cloud of black light shot out from the eyes of the evil beasts on both sides, enveloping everyone.

The black light flashed, and the convoy of thousands of people disappeared without a trace.

Dizzy for a while, when Ye Han opened his eyes, he was already in a huge square.

ps: Recently, a big event happened around me, a forty-year-old man killed three people, and it was also on the news, everyone, don't mess around, life is not easy, just watch it.