"Xueyun, I don’t think the name of villain is needed, do I?" Chen Han gently discussed with his wife.
"Hum!"
Xueyun glanced at Ying Long coldly, obviously with a somewhat threatening taste: "Spare you for my husband’s sake, and be careful of your head next time!"
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Chapter 491 Hallows have a spirit
Poor Ying Long just emerged from the seal, but tragically became the footman of Xueyun. To Chen Han’s surprise, if you know that you are impulsive with her, don’t avoid it? He wants to be a follower, perhaps even he doesn’t understand why he is willing to follow Xueyun, even if he is scolded every day.
A sadist.
A masochist.
Zhou Yu hit Huang Gai one wish and another wish. God knows what play they sang. He heard Ying Long say hundreds of years ago that he immediately went back to the celestial world after he untied the seal. In an instant, a few days passed, and he seemed to forget about going back to the celestial world at all, and waited on the snow clouds carefully all day long.
Often unprovoked is a big scold, the person who scolds is naturally very cool, and the person who is scolded has no resentment except fear and awe.
Because of the relationship between the snow clouds, Ying Long, who used to bite a boy, was like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw Chen Han. That was called a respectful one, and Chen Han himself was not used to it.
Whew!
The flying sword, dragging thousands of meters of time, was trampled by Chen Han. When the deep blue glow in the void has not faded, he has fallen into an abyss in the middle of the Chinese people.
Here, as a disciple of the Star-Picking Sword School, he went to Jianyuan, the first stop to fix the true.
The reversal of heaven and earth has greatly changed the environment of the whole planet, and the width and depth of Jianyuan have increased tenfold. The only thing that has not changed is that cold pool. Chen Han, standing next to the cold pool, took a few deep breaths to calm her mind, and waved her fairy power into a strong wind and rolled up a huge wind column.
Where the wind column passed, the pool water was swept into the air and sent to the ground hundreds of miles away. In a blink of an eye, there was no drop of water in the cold pool that was thousands of meters deep.
"Come back here before soaring, and collect your personal magic weapon. It’s useless to come here before, and it’s impossible to collect it if the strength is not enough."
"In addition, never be too ostentatious after soaring, and never expose the achievement method to anyone, otherwise it will lead to fatal disaster, remember to remember …"
The words of cheap master Junlong are still fresh in my memory, not to mention that after soaring, even though he has never told anyone about his cultivation methods over the years. Of course, it doesn’t include the distraction of Xuanyuan Huangdi, who is already familiar with it, and the descendants of the Wu nationality in the core areas of each fierce place, except that even the people around them don’t know.
Some secrets are likely to bring irresistible disasters to people with insufficient strength, in addition to satisfying temporary curiosity.
According to Junlong’s secret technique, his hands are constantly interwoven with a strange printing tactic, and the power of Yuan God is immediately extracted by the printing tactic here, forming a wonderful silver light pattern.
Booming …
The light lines stuck at his fingertips, but there was an indescribable traction, which resonated best with the unfathomable place of spiritual knowledge in the depths of the cold pool.
The earth trembled slightly to a regular pulse, and the rocks on the cliff of Jianyuan tumbled down in the pulse.
It’s like the sound of the old door being pushed open, which makes people groan and crack a long and narrow gap centered on the cold pool. At this moment, Chen Han didn’t know why it could be collected before it soared, because if you want to use the power of Yuan God to trigger the earlier ban, the power of Yuan God needed is at least the whole of the late Mahayana fix true.
Of course, for today’s him, the power of the yuan god is not worth mentioning.
Just then!
It seems that I heard a crisp crack in the ground fissure, and the area that resonated with the Yuan God broke away like a silver bottle.
Then, a bunch of purple and golden glow rose from the crack, but the speed was hard to capture even the cold spirit. That is, after the streamer rushed out of the crack, it came straight at Chen Han with incredible speed, and the sharp breath of streamer completely locked his body.
No matter the immortal power or the strength, even the illusory force of the Yuan God, it all became stagnant in an instant, and he just watched helplessly as a purple and golden combat knife flew in from the bottom up.
"Isn’t it? Is Master Cheap going to kill me? "
Chen cold face a bluish white, although he doesn’t think Junlong will harm him, but with the strong breath and speed of combating Dao, as long as it passes through the body, let his flesh be hard to resist the attack of six robberies and scattered immortals, and it will be wiped out in an instant, and he can feel the power of this combating Dao.
Fairy?
No!
He is almost certain that this combating Dao is not a magic weapon of fairy level, but an out-and-out super fairy magic weapon, that is, the legendary Hallows!
Suddenly, when the combat knives were only three inches away from his eyebrows, they changed from shocking flight to stillness.
The blade constantly sends out regular tremors, and the speed becomes extremely slow. It flies around Chen Han, who can’t say anything, and returns to the position in front of him. Then, there was no process of shedding blood to recognize the Lord, and the combating Dao directly turned into an elusive streamer and was forcibly integrated into his Yuan God.
At the same time, Chen Han recovered all his actions, and he could sense that there was one more thing out of thin air in Yuan God. Before he could see him clearly, there was a scratching noise in Yuan God.
Poof …
He couldn’t help but open his mouth and spit out a blood arrow. Dark golden brilliance flashed on the celestial spirit, and a pile of ground metal powder was scattered on the ground.
Impressively, it was he who personally refined the floating combat knives, which were completely destroyed by the odd purple-gold combat knives.
One mountain can’t accommodate two tigers!
Being spiritual, it is not allowed to have another magic weapon with the same function on the same host, and it is a magic weapon that is so much worse than itself.
Liu Yun’s combat knives, branded with a wisp of divine thoughts, were destroyed, and Chen Han was somewhat shocked. He shook his head with a wry smile: "Sure enough, the magic weapon has spirit, and his temper is not ordinary."
Mind move, purple glow on the right hand, he didn’t see the handle combating Dao.
The length is similar to that of Liu Yun combat knives, but the difference is the shape of the blade body.
It’s not like sabre, which is two fingers wide and narrows all the way up. It’s more like a machete in a costume TV. Instead, it grows wider and wider from the handle, and the position close to the tip of the knife suddenly converges, turning into a half crescent shape. The weight of the blade is about ten times that of the previous Liu Yun combating Dao.
This weight is still a little light for Chen Han now, but it feels much better than the previous Liu Yun combating Dao.
"Too light?"
"hmm."
"If you are dissatisfied, just say it. How can I know if you don’t tell me?"