Chapter 350 Who was used Next

"Xiao Yueer, have you forgotten your promise to me that day?"

Xiao Yueer's body trembled, "Lord, please let go of Brother Haoran. My cultivation is all yours, and I can take it away at any time."

"You are not qualified to negotiate with me!" There is no room for relaxation in the Lord's tone.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. This is not the first time he has heard this sound. He must have seen it before. How can he not be impressed by such a strong cultivation? Zhao Haoran was puzzled.

I only heard the sound and didn't see him. Under that shock, Brahma, who had a short life expectancy, still lost his life, and the pale golden stone fell into Zhao Haoran's hands.

The Japanese messenger prayed sincerely, "Lord, I..."

"Well, rubbish, there's no need to say. I still want Xiao Yueer's cultivation. I can't even solve such a weak person. What's the use of you?"

The Japanese messenger blushed, "Lord, wait a moment, I'll solve that boy immediately."

"No, you can retreat for the time being. I'll take care of this person myself."

"Yes!" The Japanese messenger shook his body and disappeared.

There was a violent shaking in the storage bag, and Zhao Haoran's face changed. This was the breath of the Linglong Sevenqiao Tower. What happened? How could he start to move by himself?

While thinking, a strong breath broke through the storage bags. These storage bags are made of extremely tough space materials. They have disappeared in the soul martial arts continent, and only got a lot on Huangmo Star.

If you want to break it from the outside, it is impossible not to have the cultivation of refining the soul into beads. As for breaking through from the inside, the strength required is even more profound.

The exquisite seven-qiao tower is extremely huge, and it seems that something wants to get out of trouble.

And the exquisite seven orifice pagoda is a rare treasure. Each floor has a unique space. How can such a magic weapon be destroyed so easily?

Gradually suppressed the resistance inside and reduced it back to its original state, but the rebels inside were very unconvinced. They fought hard with the Linglong Sevenqiao Tower, and the size kept changing between them, and each time the Linglong Sevenqiao Tower seemed to be more and more powerless, and the speed of the pressure gradually slowed down.

"Bold, if you want to destroy my treasure, no one will die!"

The voice of the Lord is like thunder. The aura of the space is immediately drained, and many creatures die without warning. This is because flowers and trees rely on a little aura to survive, and the lack of this moment makes them without the ability to maintain life.

His treasure, his treasure!

Zhao Haoran's eyes flowed with a frightening light. How could this be? How could it be him? He had not been in contact for a long time and had almost forgotten the existence of this person.

Zhao Haoran has been improving his strength, one of which is to deal with the fierce divine operator.

I didn't expect to meet him here today and become the mysterious master. So, he has been in the soul martial arts continent. Originally, he thought that this desolate continent should be the safest place, but there is still no way to get rid of the powerful divine operator.

It seems that Zhao Haoran's idea was guessed. The breath of the divine operator swept over Zhao Haoran's body, and the threat was obvious, which made people shiver involuntarily.

Attached to the power of the divine operator, the exquisite seven-qiao tower came to the spirit again and quickly suppressed the rebels inside.

The divine operator snorted coldly, "I want to see who it is!"

"Bum!" With a loud sound without warning, the exquisite seven orifice tower exploded, and the divine operator could not dodge. A virtual shadow in the air shook, and the whole world trembled with him.

That's the ghost of the divine operator, and he still has no body.

Zhao Haoran looked quietly. Even if it was a ghost, its strength was still destroyed. I don't know how many places he left a remnant of ghosts, and whether this one is the strongest is all a mystery.

"You..." The divine operator was furious. This was his strongest magic weapon. He didn't expect to be destroyed like this. It was really unbearable.

"God operator, I'm out."

Zhao Haoran stared at it, but it was Mr. Han. His breath was many times better than before he was sealed into the Linglong Seven Tower.

glanced at Zhao Haoran and smiled slightly, "I have to thank you, otherwise I can't get what the old dog left to myself smoothly, so I can get out. As long as I destroy the ghost of the god operator, the world will be mine, and his things will be mine."

The laughter is getting louder and louder, and it is crazy.

The divine operator stabilized and slowly calmed down. "My good apprentice, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your cultivation has risen."

Mr. Han narrowed his eyes and pretended to be surprised, "Isn't this a divine operator? Why didn't you be cut into flying ashes by the thunder?

"Hmm!" The divine operator said, "Don't think you can be on an equal footing with me when your cultivation rises. After all, you practice under my door. I know how many catties you have, destroyed my exquisite seven-qiao tower, and handed over all the contents to me. I don't blame the past."

"Do not think about it!" Mr. Han firmly refused, "I have been trapped in the tower for hundreds of years. Your divine operator has never regarded me as an apprentice. Only those seven people are your disciples. Unfortunately, I have lost my life for you. I survived. In those years, I wanted to survive for you. Fortunately, I found it in time, otherwise..."

The divine operator moved his intention and said coldly, "So what? The apprentice should not share the worries of the master. When he accepted you as an apprentice, he knew that he had a ghost in his heart. Unexpectedly, he also tampered with his feet at the critical moment of my disaster. He wanted to spare your life today, but he blamed himself, but he blamed me."

"Don't think I'm afraid of you. I have mastered the magic power in the Linglong Sevenqiao Tower. The cultivations you left have entered my body, which is also the cultivation of the soul saint. What can you do?"

"Real?" When the divine operator raised his hand, a black word was pressed down.

This is the killing spell. Zhao Haoran kills countless enemies with this magic power. Generally, soul people practice low-grade magic power, but the killing spell is almost the strongest of the low-grade magic power, and there is no disadvantage.

In the hands of the divine operator, there is not much difference in the size of the word extinction, but the breath of destruction is at least hundreds of times stronger.

This is the real killing spell, Zhao Haoran sighed in his heart.

"Yin and Yang return to the ruins!"

Mr. Han held his hands and circled gently. The magic power spread around him, and his face strangely turned half black and half white.

A yin and yang domain greeted it, smashed the word extinction, and at the same time flew over to the divine operator.

"How dare you practice this technique, Han Tuer, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Hahaha," Mr. Han laughed proudly, "What about Zhongpin magic power? I, Han, can still learn it at will. Although your killing spell is close to Zhongpin magic power, there is still a big gap with Zhongpin magic power. Let's die today."

The divine operator sneered and said, "I don't need to kill you. The stronger the magic power, the more powerful it is. Do you find that there is a feeling of powerlessness after every time you use it?"

Mr. Han's face changed, and it seemed that he was in the middle of the divine operator.

"I dare not practice easily. If you are willing to die, then I will fulfill you."

Mr. Han soon returned to normal. "No matter what you say is true or not, I will kill you first today, and I will have no regrets in my life."

"You don't have the magic power alone!"

The divine operator shouted, "Qiankun, turn!"

In an in an insh, he broke Mr. Han's yin and yang realm. Zhao Haoran felt a terrible pressure that almost crushed him. Fortunately, it was not aimed at him, otherwise this magic power might have killed him.

Chinese magic, it's terrible!

Mr. Han is not afraid at all. The cultivation of the two is equal, and the divine operator exists in the way of ghosts. Without the existence of flesh, he becomes extremely weak.

It can be said that it can be crossed at a touch. Once the magic power is rubbed, even if it does not die, it will be seriously injured.

"The universe, turn around again!"

The aura visible to the naked eye has turned into a ball. This Chinese magic power condenses everything, and the power of magic power constantly appears from the body of the divine operator, as if it is endless.

Mr. Han's head was slightly tilted, and something came out of his mouth, which was a needle-like object.

"Big! Big! Big!"

The needle-shaped object turned into a ten-foot thick stick in the blink of an eye, and the face of the divine operator was full of anger. This magic weapon was originally his, but now it fell into Mr. Han's hands, and it could not be pleasant to deal with him.

Beyond the heavenly magic weapon, it should be a stronger extreme magic weapon. The so-called extreme spirit means that the treasure has gone beyond the scope of aura and has the ability to accommodate the power of magic power, which is very powerful.

This long stick-like magic weapon goes straight through the sky, with a few large characters faintly written on it, weighing 108,000 pounds, which is called average.

Zhao Haoran took a breath of cold air. What is the concept of 1008,000 jin? I'm afraid that a towering mountain is not so heavy, and the material is even more elusive. It seems to be an ordinary iron weapon, but how can an iron weapon have such a wonderful effect?

It can be big or small, extremely spiritual magic weapon, and its power is unpredictable.

Mr. Han grabbed Jun's end and didn't need any urge. It was just a sweep, and the magic power of the divine operator began to be weakened and unsustainable.

"My magic weapon, I know more than you do."

The momentum on the divine operator is stronger. Unexpectedly, Mr. Han actually broke the exquisite seven orifice tower, which is also inextricably closely related to many magic weapons he has obtained.

"The last turn of the universe, the third turn!"

Zhaoran's six knowledges have been closed under the third turn of the universe, and they can't be seen or heard. The only idea is that if he meets a strong man who can display his magical powers, he can only escape.

The angry rebuke came to my ears, and I don't know how long it took. Zhao Haoran felt as long as tens of millions of years, but he knew that it should only be a moment.