Chapter 175 Plowing Comb
Horizontally and vertically, Su Han wrote slowly. Every time he wrote, his body trembled gently, and his face was paler, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.
Ky!
A big blood-red character slowly took shape, and the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be violent, rushing to the small tripod like a stormy wave, and there was a faint lightning and thunder in the sky, which was extremely frightening.
At this time, the blood coffin was also trembling gently, like some kind of beast in nature, meeting a natural nemesis. The blood in the coffin seemed to boil, emitting bubbles.
A blood-red cocoon gradually formed, like a layer of meat membrane, which looked extremely tough.
Seeing this scene, Su Han's pupils shrank slightly, and his hand moved a little faster. He sprayed blood, using blood as ink, and a word of death was completely formed!
buzz!
A strong fluctuation emerged from heaven and earth. In an instant, the golden light of the small tripod showed extremely strong power. At the same time, the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers appeared again on the tripod, vast and majestic.
Boom!
Under the control of the Taoist demon charm, the small tripod suddenly turned into a treasure tripod several feet high and severely suppressed the blood coffin.
"Ah!"
In the blood coffin, there was a sudden cry of extreme sadness, like the cry of a baby and the whining of a woman.
To be fair, Ning Hongluan in the blood coffin at this time is like a fetus in her mother's womb. However, her birth is not joy, but a witness of sin.
Su Han's decision is undoubtedly quite correct.
Before Ning Hongluan was fully "incubated", she was completely killed.
And once she is fully formed, she is born with extremely powerful and evil power, which can't be resisted by manpower at all.
Xiaoding and the blood coffin confront each other, and every minute passes.
The golden light and blood-red light are like two endless mansions, each occupying half of the space.
Su Han held a fairy stone in his hand and tried his best to absorb the pure spiritual power in the fairy stone to drive the small tripod.
There is already a large pool of powder on the ground.
In less than an hour, Su Han has used up nearly 100 fairy stones, which shows what kind of resistance he has encountered.
If it hadn't been for so many fairy stones, Su Han would have collapsed long ago.
With his current cultivation, it is a difficult thing to forcibly drive Xiaoding and evolve the magic charm of the road. It is so difficult that he may be sucked to dry at any time.
"I don't believe it!"
gritting his teeth, Su Han's heart was fierce, extracting the essence energy from the fairy stone more powerfully, and with his action, the meridians in his body were faintly cut-like pain.
The full spiritual power raged in the meridians, like a huge flood rushing through the not wide river. If it hadn't been for Su Han's strong foundation and the perfect golden elixir in his body, he would not have been able to withstand such destruction.
Under the pressure of Xiaoding, the blood coffin trembled more uneasily, and suddenly a green light shot out.
The crystal green light, with a strong vitality and vitality, is shrouded in this green light, and the snow around it is melting rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a gurgling clear stream.
And in that clear stream, it breeds vitality.
I don't know how many years the seeds have been buried in the ground, rooting and sprouting at a rapid speed, growing green leaves and fragrant flowers.
"Plough comb!"
Su Han seemed to have expected this scene for a long time. There was no panic in his eyes, and he still urged Xiaoding.
This plow comb is the most powerful magic weapon in Ning Hongluan's hands. It is the supreme treasure of the ancient school Hehuan Sect. It is said that it is cast from the heart of a vast ancient tree at the birth of the universe, and is born with eternal vitality.
In his previous life, when he was in the fairyland, it was with the power of this plow comb that Ning Hongluan could be promoted to the immortal emperor in a very short time, and was no less than the power of the old immortal emperor.
And she didn't know why she fell into the world. Naturally, this plow comb was brought here with her.
Probably, it is also because of the guard of this plow comb that Ning Hongluan can survive in such a strange way at this time.
The spiritual power of the plow comb flows slowly and gradually covers the surroundings. In this ice and snow, it creates a green world.
The flowers and green grass are fragrant, making people feel an extreme refreshing feeling.
This is the field of Ning Hongluan.
Or, it is the field formed by ploughing and combing itself.
In this field, Su Han is almost completely suppressed, and Ning Honglian's power is extremely strong. It is no exaggeration to say that she is a god in this field.
Su Han still did not panic at all.
The energy in the fairy stones was extracted into his palm, and he urged Xiaoding more crazily. The pure golden light abruptly created a space without green light around his body.
Su Han couldn't be more clear about the battle situation at this time.
Although the plough comb is powerful, it is ultimately just a treasure. There is no treasure controlled by the owner, but just a dead thing.
As long as you can completely suppress Ning Honglian, this plough comb is not a problem at all.
"Yi Yongchang!"
Gently spit out four words from his mouth, and a domineering breath suddenly appeared on Su Han's body, like a king who commanded everything, patrolling his territory.
At the same time, a personal figure suddenly appeared on the small tripod. Emperors, generals, ministers, mortals, all of which are lifelike, like a magnificent and majestic epic, severely suppressed on the blood coffin.
After the war with the ancestor of the Jihuo clan, he absorbed a lot of his incense power, and Su Han also controlled Xiaoding's attack more perfectly.
This is the power of humanity.
Heaven, tunnel, humanity, these are the three eternal avenues in the universe, three thousand avenues, and all kinds of magic, all of which originate from the three paths of heaven and earth.
Like the broken fist of the stars that Su Han learned before, it is the way of heaven.
And now, the attack he drives Xiaoding is humane.
Among the three paths of heaven and earth, although humanity is the weakest road, it is a mysterious one. People's hearts are unpredictable. Where there are people, there is vitality, creation, and as much as possible.
Under the suppression of this humanitarian power, the light of the blood coffin is shrinking rapidly, curling up into a very tight ball, making a more sad cry.
Su Han ignored her at all, but just suppressed and refined her fiercely!
Not only to eliminate the demons and make a break for the grudges of the previous life, but also to completely destroy Ning Hongluan and walk for heaven.
Although these four words are a little funny, not to mention in the fairyland where strength is respected, even on the earth, few monks take these four words to heart.
But since he had a small tripod, Su Han has a kind of understanding in his heart.
The way for heaven is also a process of self-cultivation.
In this process, I got a lot of exercise, my heart was clear, my thoughts were clear, and my merits were perfect.
Although it is not a direct benefit to cultivation, it has great benefits for the mental state of the whole person.
Under such suppression, Ning Hongluan finally couldn't hold on.
In that pure blood, it was gradually refined into a trace of black gas. Under the suppression of the golden light, it soon disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Su Han's eyes showed joy.
Ning Hongluan's soul is being purified little by little. In the end, it will always be completely purified and completely dissipated in the world.
......
On the other side of the snowy mountains.
At this time, three people were adjusting their breath in place, and their faces were extremely pale, without any blood, like zombies crawling out of the bottomless grave.
In fact, the three of them have just climbed out of the depths of the earth.
These three are the three elders of the Fang family.
Fang hates Tian, Fang Dayuan and Fang Mubai, in the battle with the Yunpo army, the three were forced to throw a real spirit from the fire in order to resist the palm of the Yunpo army.
Although it blocked the palm, the terrible anti-shock force, coupled with the restraint of the ice and snow, the three fell straight into a ground ice crack and did not climb out until yesterday.
Now the three people have suffered a lot of injuries, and even have some difficulties in moving, so they can only recover from their injuries in place first.
"What is that?"
Just as he was adjusting his breath, Fang Hentian suddenly felt a strong aura fluctuation from the sky. He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw the bright green sky, and immediately exclaimed.
The other two also opened their eyes and felt for a moment, with inexplicable emotions on their faces.
"Is it... that some kind of genius treasure was born?"
Fang Dayuan said with some trembling.
There is nothing else about such a spectacle except this explanation.
After all, the vitality and vitality in the green light can be felt clearly by three people. It is an extremely positive and peaceful energy, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
"Realally?" Fang Mubai also stood up and saw a surprise in his eyes.
Although it is a questionable tone, looking at his face, he is obviously very sure that the green light is definitely a treasure.
"Is it the movement caused by those demons outside the sky?" Fang Hetian asked again.
To be honest, after carrying the palm of the Yunpo Army, the shock in his heart had reached the extreme, just like a frightened bird, afraid that the man would appear again.
"It's not impossible."
Thinking of this possibility, the three of them were furipped again.
"Notify the ancestors." Fang Henshui sighed and said weakly.
And he didn't have time to take out the sound token. In the distant sky, a flame flew rapidly, as if it had cut through the distant void.
"It is the flame of the ancestor's message, and the ancestor may have sensed it." Fang Mubai sounded in surprise.
This transmission flame is a means that only a strong man at the level of martial arts can travel around the world with its purest idea, and can travel all over the continent in an instant.
Of course, this divine idea has no attack power and can only be used as a means of transmission.
The flame fell in front of the three people. In the flame, there was the figure of a bald old man, who was the ancestor of the polar fire.
"What happened in the snowy mountains? Why do I feel the awakening of great power? The ancestor of the Jihuozong asked seriously.