Chapter 176 It's Mine
"To return to the ancestors is a kind of energy with huge vitality, and we all feel that it is an extremely talented treasure." Fang Hantian said quickly and looked at the west.
The green light is still bright in the sky at this time, like a peak that covers the sky and the earth, and half of the sky is illuminated.
Immediately, he and the ancestor of the polar fire in the flame looked at each other and passed on the scene he saw.
After a moment, the flame suddenly shattered.
This divine idea of the ancestor of the Extreme Fire Sect is just a divine idea that has been emitted. Although he can talk to the three people, he can't see the scene in front of him at all.
When he sent out this divine thought, he had not seen the scene in the snowy mountains at this time.
And now, he sees it.
In the depths of the volcano in the depths of the polar fire sect, the ancestor of the polar fire jumped up, and the whole person was like a virtual shadow, penetrating the volcano without shackles and running towards the west.
At the first sight of the scene, he was completely sure that it was a plough comb!
It is recorded in the classics that tens of millions of years ago, the most powerful weapon in the hands of the Snow Mountain Godde!
Fang Wuji's heart was hot, and his excited eyes were full of fine sparks.
Li Tian comb was born again, which is definitely enough to move all the martial arts saints in the blood moon continent. You know, tens of millions of years ago, the snow mountain goddess relied on this plough sky comb, which can be said to have made a great reputation.
Moreover, at this time, Fang Wuji is not worried about danger at all.
He is 100% sure that the snow mountain goddess is either dead or has a great loss of cultivation. She is not the earth-shaking strong man before.
This reason is because of the mystery of Wu Sheng.
On this blood moon continent, there are 13 martial saints at this time. This number is doomed. If you want to have a new martial arts Christmas, unless the old martial arts saints fall.
Moreover, when every strong man achieves the martial saint, there will be visions between heaven and earth. The blood moon is in the sky for three days and nights, and no one is an exception.
And when every martial saint dies, it is blood rain in the sky, three days and three nights.
When the snow mountain goddess fell, there was a blood rain between heaven and earth, which was clearly recorded in the notes of the suzerains of the Extreme Fire Sect, and there will definitely be no falsehood.
Therefore, Fang Wuji can be 100% sure at this time that the goddess of the snow mountain at this time is definitely not Wu Sheng.
Even if she survived, she was just an outdated martial saint, and her cultivation was a great loss.
In fact, there have been such cases in the Blood Moon Continent.
A martial saint chose to blow himself up as a last resort, and kept his true spirit, was reborn in a baby's body, and came back to life.
Later, with the experience of his previous life and many treasures he left behind, he also cultivated to the level of half a martial arts saint, but the last step was too late to step out.
Without the fall of the old martial saint, the new martial saint cannot be born at all, which is the principle of the blood moon continent.
The fall and birth of every martial saint is accompanied by quite cruel storms, and there is a strong element of luck.
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The ancestor of the extreme fire flew rapidly, like a meteor, galloping in the sky.
At this time, in the area of the long-lasting sky, a green grassland, a young man in white looking up at the sky, opened his eyes leisurely.
This teenager is extremely handsome, with a white shirt without any dust. Walking on the street is definitely the existence that can make the big girl and little daughter-in-law scream.
There is an extremely light vertical line in the middle of his eyebrows, like a third eye.
Suddenly, the third eye in the middle of the eyebrow opened and shot out a deep light. In an instant, it crossed a long distance, as if to penetrate time and space.
A long distance, the teenager saw the green beam of light.
"Snow Mountain Godde? Plough and comb the sky?"
With an inexplicable smile on the corners of his mouth, he rose up and turned into a breeze and soared in the sky.
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To the south of the long life, there is a city with extremely strong folk customs, and even the tall walls are piled up with white bones, which looks extremely ferocious.
In the whole city, the streets are empty and the gates are closed, but there are 99 high walls in a ring in the center of the city.
The ring is nearly ten feet high. In each ring, there are two people fighting. Perhaps they have witnessed the years of fighting. Even the ring made of bluestone is purple-red stained with blood.
This is Sin City, the bloodiest and darkest city in the whole blood moon continent.
This is the paradise of the strong, but the hell of the weak.
But there are countless people flocking to it for no other reason, just because here, as long as your fists are hard enough and strong enough, you can have everything you want.
With countless years of accumulation and fighting, those who can survive in the Sin City are well-deserved strong men. Even if nothing else can do, they definitely have high achievements in life-saving.
In the center of the city, there is also a huge mansion.
Seven big characters on the door of the mansion, kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
Every word is written with blood, solidified, and at a glance, it makes people feel a murderous atmosphere.
And in this mansion, there are no pavilions, no wind and snow, but only a pool of blood.
To be precise, it is a blood lake.
The territory with a radius of nearly 100 feet is all made of blood, and I don't know how many people have been killed.
At the bottom of the blood pool, there is a man with a body of less than five feet, only half the height of a normal adult, with thin arms and thin legs, like a defiant ten-year-old boy.
He is a dwarf!
The dwarf slowly opened his eyes.
With a crash, he jumped out of the blood.
Standing above the blood lake, he looked up to the northwest, as if he had sensed something, grinning, revealing his white teeth.
After a while, he opened his mouth and sucked, and the blood in the whole blood lake was quickly sucked into his mouth at an extremely horrible speed.
In less than a dozen hours, the blood lake has completely dried up and the bottom can be seen.
With a satisfied hiccup, the dwarf flew into the air, turned into a blood-red light, and headed northwest quickly.
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At this time, Su Han was in the most difficult moment.
His battle with the blood coffin has reached its peak. Even though the red light of the blood coffin has been oppressed to the extreme, it is extremely condensed and turned into a fist-sized ball, which can no longer be damaged at all.
Even if Su Han stimulates Xiaoding's energy to the extreme, he can't damage it at all.
Su Han sighed slightly in his heart.
The power of this magic skill is really too great. If you are a fairyland at this time, even if you cross the disaster, you can rely on strong spiritual power to crush her to death.
But at this time, I am just Jin Dan.
It is quite good to achieve such a brilliant result.
One is to rely on the humane power of the small tripod, the other is to rely on the support of almost endless fairy stones, and the third is to make an immediate decision and try your best to draw this magic charm.
Su Han also knew in his heart that at this time, Ning Hongluan only had a slight remnant soul, and it was impossible to completely refine this remnant soul with his own strength.
However, after this seemingly calm but actually extremely thrilling war, Ning Honglian wants to pose a threat to herself again, which is almost impossible to complete.
Although her power is still there, her soul is worn out. Even if she can barely come back to life, most of her memory and mind will disappear.
Moreover, this disappearance is permanent and cannot be recovered at all.
Even if she is reborn by taking away and has a new life again, she can't remember what happened before, which is completely equivalent to another person.
Thinking of this, Su Han suddenly opened his mind.
He is not a perfectionist. Now that his goal has been achieved, even if he leaves this little tail, there is nothing to regret.
On the contrary, Ning Honglian's soul at this time, although her soul has been refined, the most essential energy collected by her magic skills still exists. Once her oppression disappears, she is estimated to become a madman who only knows how to kill.
However, this madman also has great power.
Think about it, the strong man in the bloody moon continent has a headache.
gritting his teeth, Su Han suddenly made a decision. Since I can't refine you, I will seal you, at least I can make you silent for a while.
As soon as his mind moved, Su Hanfei acted quickly.
Mentioning the only remaining spiritual power in his body, Su Han took out 99 fairy stones and quickly entered the blood coffin in a mysterious and orderly way, forming a perfect energy mask to completely wrap the blood coffin in it.
After finishing this, Su Han was completely relieved, took Xiaoding and walked to the other side.
There, there is a comb lying quietly.
The palm-long comb is green, as if it is carved from good jade. Five comb teeth, like five fingers of a human, contains strong vitality and vitality.
Su Han picked it up.
This is the Litian comb, the most powerful treasure in the hands of Ning Hongluan, and the treasure of the ancient Hehuan Sect.
Su Hanjing rubbed it quietly and felt a trace of the vicissitudes of history and a kind of joy from the bottom of his heart.
Acacia.
Acacia.
When Su Han was in the fairyland, he once heard that Hehuan Sect was the happiest and most peaceful sect in ancient times. This sect was composed of a happy couple, and the standard for recruiting disciples of Hehuan Sect was also very different from ordinary sects.
They only recruit couples, the most loyal and pure couples, regardless of qualifications and cultivation.
Qualification can be compensated by resources, and cultivation can be pointed out by the strong, and this heart is the most valuable.
It is said that the reason why this treasure is made into a comb is that the male patriarch of Hehuanzong combs his hair for his wife every morning.
Su Han feels romantic about such a story.
For a free fairy, if he can, he will definitely join the Hehuan Sect without hesitation. However, Su Han did not expect that the inheritance of this sect would fall into the hands of Ning Hongluan.
And now...
Su Han grinned, grabbed the comb, and urged the golden light of the small tripod. Under the suppression of the small tripod, he quickly removed the mark that originally belonged to Ning Hongluan in the comb.
"It's mine."