Chapter 610 Nanling

At this time, the people outside the door came in, but looking at his disgusted expression, he should know that he was very disgusted with this extremely hot place.

He looked around and seemed to want to see if there was any disgusting place here, but it was empty, so he had to withdraw his eyes. He turned his eyes to the middle of the room and sat down cross-legged, full of indifference, and hummed, "Are you Yi Shuihan?"

Yi Han stood up directly from the ground, looked at the man, nodded and said, "It's me. I don't know why my brother is looking for me?"

"I heard that you have opened the existence of the spiritual root, but you are very embarrassed to be suppressed by the fairy. Today, it is true. The fairy is really powerful. Even the existence of the spiritual root can be pinched in the palm of your hand!"

The man nodded to Yi Han repeatedly, and a very hurtful word came out of his mouth.

Yi Han's frown is more than...

"Kid, you are so bold that you dare to hurt the south wind, one of the four winds of our immortals!! Brother Nanfeng now has a crushing fracture in his arms and can't heal. Brother Nanfeng's father, Lord Nanling, was very angry when he heard this. At this time, he is waiting for you in Nanling Hall. Come on, come with me!"

The man said with a sneer.

Nanling??

"Don't waste time and don't hesitate. Now that you have done it, you must be prepared to bear the consequences. Who can enter Putuohai?"

After saying that, the disciple walked out.

Yi Han was slightly stunned, and his footsteps were a little staggering.

If all his strength is still there, and his aura has not been sealed, he is completely fearless. As long as the other party is not as perverted as a fairy, no one can take him...

But now... Yi Han is already like this. If those people want to do to themselves later, how should they deal with it?

Yi Han's fist was tight, and his heart was upset. Now, the Canghuai soul-eating knife has been sealed, and Xiaohei can't take it out. He has nothing to save his life at all. How can he survive? I don't know if I can carry it this time.

"What are you still lingling about? Is it possible for Lord Nanling to come and invite you in person?

The disciple outside was impatient and shouted at the room.

Yi Han took a deep breath and no longer thought so much. In fact, all this was found by himself. Now that you have chosen this road, don't regret it and don't be afraid.

Yi Han went straight forward.

Seeing that Yi Han came out calmly, the disciple smiled gently, didn't say much, and walked forward again.

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Yi Han followed the disciple and went down to the fairy top. Along the way, Yi Han's mind has never calmed down and has been thinking.

Is it just going in like this?? If they want to kill themselves in it, what will they do to resist??

Nanling Hall is at the bottom of the top of the fairy spirit. Although it is not on the peak, it can't hide its style. Compared with the fairy hall, Nanling Hall is more like the place where important people in the sect live.

Here, white jade is a tile, and golden jade is a pillar. Before it gets close, it emits colorful streamer from afar. The whole hall is like a colorful sun, dazzling, but the color is not the only one...

Today, there seem to be a lot of people in Nanling Hall, and you can hear several elders talking loudly from afar.

The disciple saw Nanling Hall and walked over quickly. At the same time, he turned around and urged Yi Han: "The adults in Nanling Hall have arrived. Hurry up, boy!!"

"Do you make me anxious to reincarnated?"

Yi Han looked at the disciple, but his footsteps were not fast. Instead, he slowed down and said lightly.

"Reincarnation?" The disciple was slightly stunned, but turned to smile and said, "You boy, this metaphor is not bad. Lord Nanling is such a son as Mr. Nanfeng, who is originally a heart. You are so desperate. If you hurt Mr. Nanfeng, aren't you looking for his own way to die? This time, I'm afraid I won't die, and I have to be beaten to the point where I can't turn over!"

"Although I have something to do with Putuohai, the fairy is at least my master now. How dare he touch me?"

Yi Han said in a low voice.

"I dare not touch you?" As soon as the disciple heard this, he immediately sneered: "Kid, you think too high, don't you? Let me tell you the truth! The fairy's strength is unfathomable. You are not the first person she brought to open the spiritual root!!"

"I'm not the first one?" Hearing this, Yi Han's pupils suddenly gathered and enlarged.

What does this person mean by this?? Could it be... The fairy has also brought a lot of spiritual roots before?

"Although the fairy has a transcended status in my Putuo Sea!! Lord Nanling also wants to give her face, but it's not difficult not to kill you and let you suffer!! Boy, you will suffer later!"

"What is their strength? Can you tell me a big brother?" Yi Han thought about it and asked in a low voice.

"Lord Nanling has opened the spiritual root. Other adults have stepped into the full level for a long time. Not only that, their breath of cultivation is very unique..."

When the man said this, he suddenly turned around and became serious. He said, "Okay, boy, here we are. Hurry up and get in!"

Yi Han's doubts are even more confused. The breath of Putuohai people's cultivation does not seem to be simple! It's by no means as simple as gas... It seems that we have to investigate it carefully!

When he arrived at the Nanling Hall, the disciple went straight in.

Yi Han followed closely. Outside the Nanling Hall, there was a lot of prosperity, and the interior was naturally resplendent, which made people unable to open their eyes.

On both sides of the interior are already full of all kinds of people, including young and beautiful women, old people in late age, middle-aged people with mature temperament, or beautiful young women with charm, and even children. But at this moment, they are all sitting quietly in the chairs on both sides, and everyone's eyes are the same. Time is placed at the door, first the disciple, and then Yi Han.

At the top of Nanling Hall, a middle-aged man with a beard and luxurious clothes was staring at Yi Han coldly...

The middle-aged man had a big face, big eyes, bulging pupils, staring at Yi Han, put his hands on the armrest next to the chair, and his fingers were slightly clasped, as if he was exerting strength, and his face was full of evil, which was very shocking. It seems that the eyes can stab people to death. He was dressed in a purple-black luxurious robe, and a lot of strange formations were sealed on the robe. At a glance, it was seen that this robe was not a simple magic weapon.

Yi Han glanced at him and should understand that the man above was Lord Nanling.

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(These two chapters will be a little abusive, but they will come back later and will explode.)