War Emperor

He didn't expect that he had already chosen to retire, and that Lin Han was still so reluctant. He was a three-legged Golden Crow, a Xeon that was enough to change the color of countless prehistoric powerhouses.

It's a pity that Lin Han's avenue of killing is so powerful and boundless that he didn't have time to react at all. The killing of the avenue of killing came to the front, and with a thud, under the discolored expression of the three-legged Golden Crow, he was ruthless. The ground slashed on top of his huge body. The power of this blow was even more frightening. It was much more powerful than the previous shocking road. The three-legged Golden Crow suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the body was shrouded by the killing road. It gradually turned into pus and blood, and died in front of everyone.

silence! In the originally noisy world of flames, it became deadly silent in an instant. Countless people stared at this scene in astonishment, their bodies seemed to be struck by lightning, and they were stiff and unable to move.

Miss Miao'er, the scarlet monkey, was also extremely stunned. They didn't expect that Lin Han's way of killing was so terrifying, killing all the three-legged golden crows. exist.

Normally, even if they exerted their whole body strength, it was impossible for them to do any harm to the Three-legged Golden Crow. If Lin Han was able to defeat it and escape, he had already achieved a brilliant record. The slaughter of the Golden Crow is too shocking. He didn't even reach the third rank in the second rank of the quasi-sage. To achieve this step, I am afraid that from ancient times to the present, the years are long, and Lin Han is the only one.

Outside the mountain range, the first ancestor of the eldest grandson, the head of the Temple of Angels, and the head of the Temple of Corpse, also have stiff faces like old bark, and it is difficult to move at all. The peak combat power of the Three-legged Golden Crow is similar to them. That is to say, if If they were in a weak state, they might be killed by Lin Han.

Thinking of this, they can't help but feel a chill on their backs, reaching their heights. There are very few people who can control their lives in the prehistoric times. Even if there are, they are all of the same reputation. The unparalleled existence of Huangshi, dealing with such a strong man, as long as they are careful, there is almost no danger of falling.

As for Quasi-Saint 9th Rank, for them, like the creatures of the low-level world, to put it bluntly, even if they stand there and let these people use the most powerful means, it is difficult to affect them, even casually. Spread some blood energy, maybe it will be shocked to death.

The difference between the two cannot be measured by numbers at all.

However, Lin Han, a quasi-sacred second-ranking person, has the possibility of causing them to die in a particularly weak situation.

It was so appalling that they couldn't believe it.

It's almost impossible.

"What a terrifying prehistoric sword furnace!"

After a long while, the Sect Master of the Temple of Angels only took a deep breath, his face became extremely dignified, and he murmured in his heart and said to himself.

Very shaken in my heart.

Lin Han completely relied on the flood to cast the sword furnace, otherwise, no matter how bad the sky was, there would be no chance.

Relying on a sword-casting furnace in the wild, it is impossible to reverse life and life, and the impact on people is too great.

Like an incomparably small ant, holding an unparalleled artifact, he slaughtered a celestial dragon flying in the nine heavens, challenging people's imagination.

The master of the corpse hall and the first ancestor of the eldest grandson also nodded solemnly. Lin Han's performance today really taught them a great lesson. It seems that in the wild land, there is no absolute peace of mind, even if they practice to their level. When they are about to be invincible, as long as a subordinate is enough to defy the sky and pervert, there will still be no small threat to them.

Staring at the Honghuang Sword Casting Furnace, they couldn't help but feel envious of Lin Han.

This furnace is ancient and unparalleled, and many emperors, saints, including Hongjun Daozu have paid attention to it, and it really lives up to its reputation.

They all raised a touch of intense longing.

If they can get this thing, the future will be brighter, and it will no longer be an illusion to enter the holy realm or the realm of the emperor in the future. Maybe there are enough opportunities to comprehend the prehistoric sword furnace, and they can still have a relationship with Hongjun Daozu. higher capital.

Compete with Daozu Hongjun! This is a day when all living beings dare not even think about it, let alone them, even the Six Saints, I am afraid they would not dare to have such ambitions.

Daozu Hongjun is the first sanctified existence in the prehistoric wilderness. He has taken the lead and is the biggest winner of the prehistoric hegemony. His trump card means, blessing ability, and a random exposure are enough to make all living beings fear, you are welcome. It is said that Hongjun Daozu is the recognized master of Honghuang, and even the six saints were promoted by him, which is scary.

Daozu Hongjun is the "Heaven" in the true sense, and no one dares to defy him.

And having a sword-casting furnace in the wild, there will be a glimmer of hope in the future to compete with Hongjun Daozu, which will naturally make all living beings crazy.

In the prehistoric world, the weak eat the strong, who doesn't yearn for powerful power?

At this moment, their breathing couldn't help but become a little faster, and even the bottom of their eyes flashed a little scarlet color.

"It seems that this is the man of luck."

Zhenyuan Daxian also shook his head, sighed softly, and said softly.

He really recognized Lin Han's blessing, and it was precisely because he felt that he was very special when he saw Lin Han for the first time, so he would help Lin Han.

Seeing Lin Han glowing and hot now, there is a sense of relief in his heart.

If Lin Han really creates a legend in Honghuang later, his identity as a great immortal of Zhenyuan will also rise. I am afraid that when the Six Saints see him, they will bow their heads. Thinking of that scene, he can't help thinking in his heart. To smile forever.

Being oppressed by the Six Saints for so many years, a sullen fire has already risen in his heart. In Taoism, he does not have the purple qi, and he is destined to not become a saint. In addition, he is inherently holy and cannot take the road of the emperor. The Great Perfection is already his limit, and he will not be able to reach it in this lifetime.

Lin Han undoubtedly saw the hope that would make him detached.

He naturally liked Lin Han more and more, and he attached more importance to it than Qingfeng and Mingyue.

"Several Daoists, this flooded sword furnace is an opportunity for Lin Han. I hope you don't have crooked thoughts, otherwise be careful, it will bring disaster."

Then, Daxian Zhenyuan glanced lightly, the first ancestor of the eldest grandson, the lord of the temple of angels, and the lord of the corpse temple, seemed to see the greedy thoughts in their hearts, and their faces sank, and a powerful force overflowed from the old body. The fluctuations, he shouted in a deep voice.

There was a great air in his tone.

Although they are all in the quasi-sacred ninth rank, he is the great perfection of the quasi-sage ninth rank, and in the same period as the six saints, the first ancestor of the eldest grandson, the master of the temple of angels, the master of the corpse hall, and other great powers who entered the quasi-sacred ninth rank, are similar to him. There is no doubt that there is still a small gap.