Chapter 1597
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"Master, why are you here?" Han Yu asked in surprise.
"Kill!" Black storm did not answer, a giant on the opposite side split in half, the other side's blood spurted, black storm is all over the body.
In the blood, Han Yu sensed a familiar breath, and the finger of God originated from the same vein.
"Is this the battlefield between the underworld and the heaven? Is this to destroy the descendants of heaven? " Looking at the masters coming and going, he went to heaven and earth. Han Yu's blood was boiling, and his fighting spirit was high in the sky.
"Although I'm not from the underworld, the descendants of Tianting can't be lightly spared and killed!" Han Yu's mind moved, and he flew into the battlefield, where the killing God appeared. It turned into a rainbow and penetrated the heads of 108 people one after another.
These people, all of them, are people with faint sacred light on their bodies. They are descendants of heaven.
"Shua!"
All of a sudden, a sword was chopped to Han Yu, and the void was chopped to pieces, as if it were the creation of heaven and earth. A wave of sacred pressure actually made Han Yu feel depressed.
Han Yu hit the sky with a fist, and the huge fist seal smashed the sword.
"Whoosh!" Killing God flies back and falls into Han Yu's hands. He stands in the air and looks at a young man in white at a distance.
This young man, dressed in white, not stained with fine dust and rich in spirit, is really a rare beautiful man. Light way: "you should not interfere." He's very comfortable with his magnetism.
"Although I am not from the underworld, your heavenly descendants have stretched out their hands too long!" Han Yu's cold way.
Han Yu couldn't bear the fact that the people in LingXiao Holy Land wanted to catch horned dragons and Phoenix.
"Kill!" Both of them drank a lot and fought together.
Han Yu's spear is like a dragon, sweeping the world, and his sword is like electricity. All of a sudden, there are eight wastelands.
This is a fight between the dragon and the tiger. The man is also the sage's early cultivation of turning into a star. His fighting power is not inferior to Han Yu. After ten thousand moves, Han Yu smashed his head with a dragon killing gun and killed him on the spot.
And Han Yu was injured in many places and almost fell.
"Boom..."
The holy blood boils and quickly heals Han Yu's injury.
"Take your life!" A roar, a middle-aged man killed, holding a gun, straight Huanglong.
"When!"
With the heavy impact, Han Yu was shocked to fly away. This is a martial saint in the early days of the star triple master.
"Roar..."
Han Yu thought, black dragon, white dragon, red dragon, blue dragon, orange dragon, blue dragon and other six dragon all rushed out, one with six dragons and the other fight together.
This war was even worse than the one just now. All six dragons were killed, and Han Yu's feet were cut off. Finally, he put out his sword to kill the other.
For a moment, a feeling of exhaustion swept through Han Yu's body. He was not in the peak state. He forced to use the sword of cutting off the sky to drain all the energy in his body, and he was in a state of collapse.
However, the war is not over yet. Two masters of Xingxing in the early days of wusheng attack Han Yu.
"Will Han Yu die here today?" Han Yu was palpitating.
All of a sudden, a chill came from his chest, which made Han Yu's confused head clear.
Han Yu was shocked and left the battlefield in a hurry. The two men chased to the edge of the battlefield with a look of surprise on their faces. They did not pursue again and killed in another direction.
"This battlefield is a reflection of a certain period of time, not real?" Han Yu startled.
But soon, he lost color again, because his injury, is real. If this is a scene reproduction of a certain period, it should be virtual. Han Yu will not be hurt.
"Is this battlefield in another time and space? Did I cross there just now Han Yu looked at the battlefield in a daze.
His injury is still there, which shows that the war just now is real. After he withdrew from the battlefield, the other side chased after him, and it was clearly not far away, and the other side also looked suspicious. The only explanation was that the battlefield and the bloody moon forest were not in the same space and probably not at the same time.
The holy land of Lingxiao has been destroyed by the old madman, and the descendants of Tianting have disappeared. How can the hell fight against the descendants of Tianting?
The battle between the Phoenix, the God of war, the man in black and the man of Thor far exceeds Han Yu's current strength. There should not be such a strong man in this world.
Han Yu thought more and more strange, this is a kind of space-time dislocation experience, this kind of experience, beyond common sense.
"If father and white tiger are also involved in this battlefield, I'm afraid..." Han Yu didn't dare to think about it. The intensity of the battle was unimaginable. Ordinary saints are small in this war.
Now the only thing that makes Han Yu feel a little relieved is that if the white tiger is dead, no matter what is separated, he should feel that maybe Han Zhan and Bai Hu have never entered the blood moon forest.
Han Yu left xueyueyou forest in a hurry. No matter how fierce the battlefield was, he did not look at it again.Han Yuchong bleeding moon you Lin, then empty a buttock sitting on the ground, quickly take out the medicinal materials refining treatment.
After more than half a month, Han Yu healed his wounds with endless refining and chemical herbs.
When he stood up, it was the evening. In the forest of blood moon, it became terrible again.
Han Yu took a look at the small animal tooth on his neck, and was secretly glad. This time, if not for the warning of small beast teeth, Han Yu would fall into an endless war and eventually fall.
Now want to come, still a burst of palpitation.
Han Yu turned to leave, and decided to go to other places to find their whereabouts.
On the way, Han Yu would ask questions whenever he met anyone. Finally, he found a clue three days later.
"The man and the woman in the picture had a conflict with the three masters of the sun moon cult yesterday. They fought together. Now they don't know where to fight." A woman looks at the portrait in Han Yu's hand, with a firm face.
"Where was yesterday?" Han Yu asked in a hurry.
The woman pointed to the north and said, "this is about 50000 kilometers away."
Han Yu thanks and goes across the void in a hurry. After five thousand kilometers of destruction, it was a great war.
Han Yu sensed the breath of Four Saints and rushed to follow the battlefield. He chased for tens of thousands of kilometers to the north. Suddenly, a terrible explosion came into Han Yu's ears.
In the distance above the sea, four streamers of light interweave together, and it turns out that three saints are besieging a saint.
Han Yumu shot two terrible beams of light, thousands of miles away, you can see the four men in the war. The besieged sage turned into a man of forty or fifty feet high, holding a hundred Zhang long sword in his hand, which swept all the heroes with one knife, shaking the Six Harmonies and eight wastelands.
The man had white temples and an angry face. In his left ear stood a woman in white, with a worried face. This woman, it is Zhao Yubing, and this giant man, who is not the Korean War?
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"Master, why are you here?" Han Yu asked in surprise.
"Kill!" Black storm did not answer, a giant on the opposite side split in half, the other side's blood spurted, black storm is all over the body.
In the blood, Han Yu sensed a familiar breath, and the finger of God originated from the same vein.
"Is this the battlefield between the underworld and the heaven? Is this to destroy the descendants of heaven? " Looking at the masters coming and going, he went to heaven and earth. Han Yu's blood was boiling, and his fighting spirit was high in the sky.
"Although I'm not from the underworld, the descendants of Tianting can't be lightly spared and killed!" Han Yu's mind moved, and he flew into the battlefield, where the killing God appeared. It turned into a rainbow and penetrated the heads of 108 people one after another.
These people, all of them, are people with faint sacred light on their bodies. They are descendants of heaven.
"Shua!"
All of a sudden, a sword was chopped to Han Yu, and the void was chopped to pieces, as if it were the creation of heaven and earth. A wave of sacred pressure actually made Han Yu feel depressed.
Han Yu hit the sky with a fist, and the huge fist seal smashed the sword.
"Whoosh!" Killing God flies back and falls into Han Yu's hands. He stands in the air and looks at a young man in white at a distance.
This young man, dressed in white, not stained with fine dust and rich in spirit, is really a rare beautiful man. Light way: "you should not interfere." He's very comfortable with his magnetism.
"Although I am not from the underworld, your heavenly descendants have stretched out their hands too long!" Han Yu's cold way.
Han Yu couldn't bear the fact that the people in LingXiao Holy Land wanted to catch horned dragons and Phoenix.
"Kill!" Both of them drank a lot and fought together.
Han Yu's spear is like a dragon, sweeping the world, and his sword is like electricity. All of a sudden, there are eight wastelands.
This is a fight between the dragon and the tiger. The man is also the sage's early cultivation of turning into a star. His fighting power is not inferior to Han Yu. After ten thousand moves, Han Yu smashed his head with a dragon killing gun and killed him on the spot.
And Han Yu was injured in many places and almost fell.
"Boom..."
The holy blood boils and quickly heals Han Yu's injury.
"Take your life!" A roar, a middle-aged man killed, holding a gun, straight Huanglong.
"When!"
With the heavy impact, Han Yu was shocked to fly away. This is a martial saint in the early days of the star triple master.
"Roar..."
Han Yu thought, black dragon, white dragon, red dragon, blue dragon, orange dragon, blue dragon and other six dragon all rushed out, one with six dragons and the other fight together.
This war was even worse than the one just now. All six dragons were killed, and Han Yu's feet were cut off. Finally, he put out his sword to kill the other.
For a moment, a feeling of exhaustion swept through Han Yu's body. He was not in the peak state. He forced to use the sword of cutting off the sky to drain all the energy in his body, and he was in a state of collapse.
However, the war is not over yet. Two masters of Xingxing in the early days of wusheng attack Han Yu.
"Will Han Yu die here today?" Han Yu was palpitating.
All of a sudden, a chill came from his chest, which made Han Yu's confused head clear.
Han Yu was shocked and left the battlefield in a hurry. The two men chased to the edge of the battlefield with a look of surprise on their faces. They did not pursue again and killed in another direction.
"This battlefield is a reflection of a certain period of time, not real?" Han Yu startled.
But soon, he lost color again, because his injury, is real. If this is a scene reproduction of a certain period, it should be virtual. Han Yu will not be hurt.
"Is this battlefield in another time and space? Did I cross there just now Han Yu looked at the battlefield in a daze.
His injury is still there, which shows that the war just now is real. After he withdrew from the battlefield, the other side chased after him, and it was clearly not far away, and the other side also looked suspicious. The only explanation was that the battlefield and the bloody moon forest were not in the same space and probably not at the same time.
The holy land of Lingxiao has been destroyed by the old madman, and the descendants of Tianting have disappeared. How can the hell fight against the descendants of Tianting?
The battle between the Phoenix, the God of war, the man in black and the man of Thor far exceeds Han Yu's current strength. There should not be such a strong man in this world.
Han Yu thought more and more strange, this is a kind of space-time dislocation experience, this kind of experience, beyond common sense.
"If father and white tiger are also involved in this battlefield, I'm afraid..." Han Yu didn't dare to think about it. The intensity of the battle was unimaginable. Ordinary saints are small in this war.
Now the only thing that makes Han Yu feel a little relieved is that if the white tiger is dead, no matter what is separated, he should feel that maybe Han Zhan and Bai Hu have never entered the blood moon forest.
Han Yu left xueyueyou forest in a hurry. No matter how fierce the battlefield was, he did not look at it again.Han Yuchong bleeding moon you Lin, then empty a buttock sitting on the ground, quickly take out the medicinal materials refining treatment.
After more than half a month, Han Yu healed his wounds with endless refining and chemical herbs.
When he stood up, it was the evening. In the forest of blood moon, it became terrible again.
Han Yu took a look at the small animal tooth on his neck, and was secretly glad. This time, if not for the warning of small beast teeth, Han Yu would fall into an endless war and eventually fall.
Now want to come, still a burst of palpitation.
Han Yu turned to leave, and decided to go to other places to find their whereabouts.
On the way, Han Yu would ask questions whenever he met anyone. Finally, he found a clue three days later.
"The man and the woman in the picture had a conflict with the three masters of the sun moon cult yesterday. They fought together. Now they don't know where to fight." A woman looks at the portrait in Han Yu's hand, with a firm face.
"Where was yesterday?" Han Yu asked in a hurry.
The woman pointed to the north and said, "this is about 50000 kilometers away."
Han Yu thanks and goes across the void in a hurry. After five thousand kilometers of destruction, it was a great war.
Han Yu sensed the breath of Four Saints and rushed to follow the battlefield. He chased for tens of thousands of kilometers to the north. Suddenly, a terrible explosion came into Han Yu's ears.
In the distance above the sea, four streamers of light interweave together, and it turns out that three saints are besieging a saint.
Han Yumu shot two terrible beams of light, thousands of miles away, you can see the four men in the war. The besieged sage turned into a man of forty or fifty feet high, holding a hundred Zhang long sword in his hand, which swept all the heroes with one knife, shaking the Six Harmonies and eight wastelands.
The man had white temples and an angry face. In his left ear stood a woman in white, with a worried face. This woman, it is Zhao Yubing, and this giant man, who is not the Korean War?
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"Master, why are you here?" Han Yu asked in surprise. "Kill!" Black storm did not answer, a giant on the opposite side split in half, the other side's blood spurted, black storm is all over the body. In the blood, Han Yu sensed a familiar breath, and the finger of God originated from the same vein. "Is this the battlefield between the underworld and the heaven? Is this to destroy the descendants of heaven? " Looking at the masters coming and going, he went to heaven and earth. Han Yu's blood was boiling, and his fighting spirit was high in the sky. "Although I'm not from the underworld, the descendants of Tianting can't be lightly spared and killed!" Han Yu's mind moved, and he flew into the battlefield, where the killing God appeared. It turned into a rainbow and penetrated the heads of 108 people one after another. These people, all of them, are people with faint sacred light on their bodies. They are descendants of heaven. "Shua!" All of a sudden, a sword was chopped to Han Yu, and the void was chopped to pieces, as if it were the creation of heaven and earth. A wave of sacred pressure actually made Han Yu feel depressed. Han Yu hit the sky with a fist, and the huge fist seal smashed the sword. "Whoosh!" Killing God flies back and falls into Han Yu's hands. He stands in the air and looks at a young man in white at a distance. This young man, dressed in white, not stained with fine dust and rich in spirit, is really a rare beautiful man. Light way: "you should not interfere." He's very comfortable with his magnetism. "Although I am not from the underworld, your heavenly descendants have stretched out their hands too long!" Han Yu's cold way. Han Yu couldn't bear the fact that the people in LingXiao Holy Land wanted to catch horned dragons and Phoenix. "Kill!" Both of them drank a lot and fought together. Han Yu's spear is like a dragon, sweeping the world, and his sword is like electricity. All of a sudden, there are eight wastelands. This is a fight between the dragon and the tiger. The man is also the sage's early cultivation of turning into a star. His fighting power is not inferior to Han Yu. After ten thousand moves, Han Yu smashed his head with a dragon killing gun and killed him on the spot. And Han Yu was injured in many places and almost fell. "Boom..." The holy blood boils and quickly heals Han Yu's injury. "Take your life!" A roar, a middle-aged man killed, holding a gun, straight Huanglong. "When!" With the heavy impact, Han Yu was shocked to fly away. This is a martial saint in the early days of the star triple master. "Roar..." Han Yu thought, black dragon, white dragon, red dragon, blue dragon, orange dragon, blue dragon and other six dragon all rushed out, one with six dragons and the other fight together. This war was even worse than the one just now. All six dragons were killed, and Han Yu's feet were cut off. Finally, he put out his sword to kill the other. For a moment, a feeling of exhaustion swept through Han Yu's body. He was not in the peak state. He forced to use the sword of cutting off the sky to drain all the energy in his body, and he was in a state of collapse. However, the war is not over yet. Two masters of Xingxing in the early days of wusheng attack Han Yu. "Will Han Yu die here today?" Han Yu was palpitating. All of a sudden, a chill came from his chest, which made Han Yu's confused head clear. Han Yu was shocked and left the battlefield in a hurry. The two men chased to the edge of the battlefield with a look of surprise on their faces. They did not pursue again and killed in another direction. "This battlefield is a reflection of a certain period of time, not real?" Han Yu startled. But soon, he lost color again, because his injury, is real. If this is a scene reproduction of a certain period, it should be virtual. Han Yu will not be hurt. "Is this battlefield in another time and space? Did I cross there just now Han Yu looked at the battlefield in a daze. His injury is still there, which shows that the war just now is real. After he withdrew from the battlefield, the other side chased after him, and it was clearly not far away, and the other side also looked suspicious. The only explanation was that the battlefield and the bloody moon forest were not in the same space and probably not at the same time. The holy land of Lingxiao has been destroyed by the old madman, and the descendants of Tianting have disappeared. How can the hell fight against the descendants of Tianting? The battle between the Phoenix, the God of war, the man in black and the man of Thor far exceeds Han Yu's current strength. There should not be such a strong man in this world. Han Yu thought more and more strange, this is a kind of space-time dislocation experience, this kind of experience, beyond common sense. "If father and white tiger are also involved in this battlefield, I'm afraid..." Han Yu didn't dare to think about it. The intensity of the battle was unimaginable. Ordinary saints are small in this war. Now the only thing that makes Han Yu feel a little relieved is that if the white tiger is dead, no matter what is separated, he should feel that maybe Han Zhan and Bai Hu have never entered the blood moon forest. Han Yu left xueyueyou forest in a hurry. No matter how fierce the battlefield was, he did not look at it again.Han Yuchong bleeding moon you Lin, then empty a buttock sitting on the ground, quickly take out the medicinal materials refining treatment. After more than half a month, Han Yu healed his wounds with endless refining and chemical herbs. When he stood up, it was the evening. In the forest of blood moon, it became terrible again. Han Yu took a look at the small animal tooth on his neck, and was secretly glad. This time, if not for the warning of small beast teeth, Han Yu would fall into an endless war and eventually fall. Now want to come, still a burst of palpitation. Han Yu turned to leave, and decided to go to other places to find their whereabouts. On the way, Han Yu would ask questions whenever he met anyone. Finally, he found a clue three days later. "The man and the woman in the picture had a conflict with the three masters of the sun moon cult yesterday. They fought together. Now they don't know where to fight." A woman looks at the portrait in Han Yu's hand, with a firm face. "Where was yesterday?" Han Yu asked in a hurry. The woman pointed to the north and said, "this is about 50000 kilometers away." Han Yu thanks and goes across the void in a hurry. After five thousand kilometers of destruction, it was a great war. Han Yu sensed the breath of Four Saints and rushed to follow the battlefield. He chased for tens of thousands of kilometers to the north. Suddenly, a terrible explosion came into Han Yu's ears. In the distance above the sea, four streamers of light interweave together, and it turns out that three saints are besieging a saint. Han Yumu shot two terrible beams of light, thousands of miles away, you can see the four men in the war. The besieged sage turned into a man of forty or fifty feet high, holding a hundred Zhang long sword in his hand, which swept all the heroes with one knife, shaking the Six Harmonies and eight wastelands. The man had white temples and an angry face. In his left ear stood a woman in white, with a worried face. This woman, it is Zhao Yubing, and this giant man, who is not the Korean War? www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
