Chapter 848
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Han Yu has seen many lanterns. Most of them look like this, but the black oil is the first time. The lamp oil of Changming lamp is usually the body oil refined from the body of high-grade monsters. A small drop can ensure that the lamp will not go out for hundreds of years. Its color is similar to that of ordinary lamp oil. Han Yu has never heard of this kind of black lamp oil, and he does not know what it is made of.
Han Yu went to the Changming lamp. The flame on the lamp was burning vigorously, but he could not feel the temperature. He picked up a branch from the ground and slowly extended it to the lamp.
As soon as the branch touched the flame, it burst into flames with a "hissing" sound. A flame ran up the branch and rushed to Han Yu. Very fast, like lightning.
Han Yu was so frightened that he threw away the branch and retreated quickly. As the branches fall, they burn to ashes in a flash.
"What a terrible flame!" Han Yu exclaimed. He had a feeling that if he was burned by the flame, he would be turned into fly ash in an instant. The power of this flame is not comparable to that of ordinary permanent lamps.
Yin Chang has been paying close attention to Han Yu. He is also shocked by the sudden change just now. He is full of curiosity about Changming lamp.
He also pointed to the sword, his fingertip spurted out a long sword awn, and slowly approached the Changming lamp.
"Hiss!"
The sword just touched the flame and burned instantly. A flame, as fast as lightning, rushed to Yin Chang.
Yin Chang was so scared that he quickly cut off the sword and quickly retreated. In an instant, the sword was burned to nothingness.
Seeing this scene, Han Yu took a cold breath and stepped away from the Changming lamp. The flame on the Changming lamp was too weird to touch.
Han Yu explored the Changming lamp with the power of his soul, but he could not find anything strange.
Han Yu began to wander around and explore the cemetery with the power of his soul. Yin Chang didn't care. His soul power was always locked in Han Yu, not afraid that Han Yu would escape.
After a long time, the four masters of King Wu came back and reported their harvest to Yin Chang.
They went far away and passed thousands of tombs, but they didn't go to the end of the cemetery. The cemetery seemed boundless. There's nothing to be counted except at the head of the grave.
After hearing this, Yin Chang put his heart down and decided to dig a tomb.
Yin Chang went to the side of the nearest tomb and began to carve the pattern of moving mountains. He wanted to move the tomb directly with the pattern. Yin Chang carved the array pattern very fast, even more than Han Yu.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
A string of patterns gushed out of Yin Chang's fingertips like water and fell to the tomb. At the moment of touching the tomb, it was suddenly bounced back.
"Eh?" Yin Chang was surprised and continued to carve array patterns. But as long as the array pattern touches the tomb, it will be bounced off.
The mountain moving array pattern, only when it enters the body of the moving object, can it exert its due strength. If it is bounced off, it can not be used.
Yin Chang stopped engraving array patterns, and a sword awn burst out from his fingertips and stabbed on the tomb.
"When!"
As soon as the sword touched the stone wall, the sound of metal hand over was heard. Yin Chang tried his best to shake the tomb.
Han Yu and the four masters of Wuwang Erzhong were all stunned. Yin Chang, the seventh king of Wu, was so powerful that he could not shake the tomb. How hard is the stone of the tomb?
Yin Chang used his energy to bombard a stone.
"Bang..."
A loud noise came out, and Yin Chang was so shocked that he snorted. He stepped backward a few steps, but the tomb was undamaged.
Yin Chang's face suddenly became a little dry and red, and felt very shameless. Especially when he saw Han Yu holding hands and watching the opera, he couldn't swallow his breath.
After standing firm, he quickly mobilizes his vitality, and blows to the tomb with a blast and a fist.
"Wanjun thunder force!"
Yin Chang's performance is a kind of high-level magic power of the Yellow level, which is used by the experts of seven levels of King Wu. He has the power of destroying the heaven and destroying the earth.
However, Han Yu didn't see the magic power of terror. Instead, Yin Chang suddenly snorted. His face became extremely pale, and he went backward and almost fell down.
"Well?" Han Yu's eyes widened, and Yin Chang was bitten back.
Yin Chang himself was stunned and puzzled. Wan Jun Lei Jin had already cultivated a great success, but he could come at his fingertips. This time, he failed, and was also bitten back.
Yin Chang didn't understand why. He thought whether he was too anxious and what went wrong?
He calmed himself down to a stable state and exerted his strength again.
Yin Chang hit the tomb with a fist from the air. He still did not show any magic power. He was still bitten back. His face turned white and he almost couldn't help a mouthful of blood gushing out.
"Is it because of the environment here?" Han Yu looked around. Yin Chang failed to show his magic power twice. It was very unusual.
Yin Chang also found some oddities. Here, the use of supernatural powers was restricted.
"I understand that to use the magic power, we need to hook the fragments of the road. Even the force of the void can't be used here. The fragments of the road should also be suppressed and can not be used, so we can't use the magic power."Han Yu sneered in his heart that he could not fly here. He could not even use his magic power, so he could not attack far away. It was the only place for him to escape.
However, Han Yu is not in a hurry. Now it is not a problem to escape. He will stay to see if Yin Chang can use any more means.
Yin Chang's face turned blue and white. Today, his face is almost lost. I want to dig a grave to have a look, but now I can't even pry a stone.
Yin Chang did not hesitate to take out his own magic weapon. It was a shining silver sabre. He made it with thunder, fire and poison. It cut iron like mud. If even it can't do anything about the tomb, it can only be defeated.
Yin Chang urged the sword with all his strength. The silver light was shining on the sword. Suddenly, a terrible pressure was released, forcing Han Yu and the four King Wu's men to retreat in a hurry.
As long as they can't be suppressed by terror.
Han Yu had to withdraw for three hundred Zhangs before he stopped, and a cold sweat was flowing from his forehead. King Wu's seven strong power is definitely not Han Yu can contend with. Obviously, Yin Chang is not the strongest.
Yin Chang held up his sword high, and with a burst of water, he fell.
"When!"
With a loud noise, he felt the eardrum ache even though Han Yu was far away.
Yin Chang's knife was high and his arms were numb.
Yin Chang sighed for a long time. The sword fell down and turned to leave. Even his own magic weapon could not break the stone. He had no other way.
"Click!" Yin Chang stepped out a few steps, and suddenly a light sound came from behind, which made his whole blood boil up in an instant.
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Han Yu has seen many lanterns. Most of them look like this, but the black oil is the first time. The lamp oil of Changming lamp is usually the body oil refined from the body of high-grade monsters. A small drop can ensure that the lamp will not go out for hundreds of years. Its color is similar to that of ordinary lamp oil. Han Yu has never heard of this kind of black lamp oil, and he does not know what it is made of.
Han Yu went to the Changming lamp. The flame on the lamp was burning vigorously, but he could not feel the temperature. He picked up a branch from the ground and slowly extended it to the lamp.
As soon as the branch touched the flame, it burst into flames with a "hissing" sound. A flame ran up the branch and rushed to Han Yu. Very fast, like lightning.
Han Yu was so frightened that he threw away the branch and retreated quickly. As the branches fall, they burn to ashes in a flash.
"What a terrible flame!" Han Yu exclaimed. He had a feeling that if he was burned by the flame, he would be turned into fly ash in an instant. The power of this flame is not comparable to that of ordinary permanent lamps.
Yin Chang has been paying close attention to Han Yu. He is also shocked by the sudden change just now. He is full of curiosity about Changming lamp.
He also pointed to the sword, his fingertip spurted out a long sword awn, and slowly approached the Changming lamp.
"Hiss!"
The sword just touched the flame and burned instantly. A flame, as fast as lightning, rushed to Yin Chang.
Yin Chang was so scared that he quickly cut off the sword and quickly retreated. In an instant, the sword was burned to nothingness.
Seeing this scene, Han Yu took a cold breath and stepped away from the Changming lamp. The flame on the Changming lamp was too weird to touch.
Han Yu explored the Changming lamp with the power of his soul, but he could not find anything strange.
Han Yu began to wander around and explore the cemetery with the power of his soul. Yin Chang didn't care. His soul power was always locked in Han Yu, not afraid that Han Yu would escape.
After a long time, the four masters of King Wu came back and reported their harvest to Yin Chang.
They went far away and passed thousands of tombs, but they didn't go to the end of the cemetery. The cemetery seemed boundless. There's nothing to be counted except at the head of the grave.
After hearing this, Yin Chang put his heart down and decided to dig a tomb.
Yin Chang went to the side of the nearest tomb and began to carve the pattern of moving mountains. He wanted to move the tomb directly with the pattern. Yin Chang carved the array pattern very fast, even more than Han Yu.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
A string of patterns gushed out of Yin Chang's fingertips like water and fell to the tomb. At the moment of touching the tomb, it was suddenly bounced back.
"Eh?" Yin Chang was surprised and continued to carve array patterns. But as long as the array pattern touches the tomb, it will be bounced off.
The mountain moving array pattern, only when it enters the body of the moving object, can it exert its due strength. If it is bounced off, it can not be used.
Yin Chang stopped engraving array patterns, and a sword awn burst out from his fingertips and stabbed on the tomb.
"When!"
As soon as the sword touched the stone wall, the sound of metal hand over was heard. Yin Chang tried his best to shake the tomb.
Han Yu and the four masters of Wuwang Erzhong were all stunned. Yin Chang, the seventh king of Wu, was so powerful that he could not shake the tomb. How hard is the stone of the tomb?
Yin Chang used his energy to bombard a stone.
"Bang..."
A loud noise came out, and Yin Chang was so shocked that he snorted. He stepped backward a few steps, but the tomb was undamaged.
Yin Chang's face suddenly became a little dry and red, and felt very shameless. Especially when he saw Han Yu holding hands and watching the opera, he couldn't swallow his breath.
After standing firm, he quickly mobilizes his vitality, and blows to the tomb with a blast and a fist.
"Wanjun thunder force!"
Yin Chang's performance is a kind of high-level magic power of the Yellow level, which is used by the experts of seven levels of King Wu. He has the power of destroying the heaven and destroying the earth.
However, Han Yu didn't see the magic power of terror. Instead, Yin Chang suddenly snorted. His face became extremely pale, and he went backward and almost fell down.
"Well?" Han Yu's eyes widened, and Yin Chang was bitten back.
Yin Chang himself was stunned and puzzled. Wan Jun Lei Jin had already cultivated a great success, but he could come at his fingertips. This time, he failed, and was also bitten back.
Yin Chang didn't understand why. He thought whether he was too anxious and what went wrong?
He calmed himself down to a stable state and exerted his strength again.
Yin Chang hit the tomb with a fist from the air. He still did not show any magic power. He was still bitten back. His face turned white and he almost couldn't help a mouthful of blood gushing out.
"Is it because of the environment here?" Han Yu looked around. Yin Chang failed to show his magic power twice. It was very unusual.
Yin Chang also found some oddities. Here, the use of supernatural powers was restricted.
"I understand that to use the magic power, we need to hook the fragments of the road. Even the force of the void can't be used here. The fragments of the road should also be suppressed and can not be used, so we can't use the magic power."Han Yu sneered in his heart that he could not fly here. He could not even use his magic power, so he could not attack far away. It was the only place for him to escape.
However, Han Yu is not in a hurry. Now it is not a problem to escape. He will stay to see if Yin Chang can use any more means.
Yin Chang's face turned blue and white. Today, his face is almost lost. I want to dig a grave to have a look, but now I can't even pry a stone.
Yin Chang did not hesitate to take out his own magic weapon. It was a shining silver sabre. He made it with thunder, fire and poison. It cut iron like mud. If even it can't do anything about the tomb, it can only be defeated.
Yin Chang urged the sword with all his strength. The silver light was shining on the sword. Suddenly, a terrible pressure was released, forcing Han Yu and the four King Wu's men to retreat in a hurry.
As long as they can't be suppressed by terror.
Han Yu had to withdraw for three hundred Zhangs before he stopped, and a cold sweat was flowing from his forehead. King Wu's seven strong power is definitely not Han Yu can contend with. Obviously, Yin Chang is not the strongest.
Yin Chang held up his sword high, and with a burst of water, he fell.
"When!"
With a loud noise, he felt the eardrum ache even though Han Yu was far away.
Yin Chang's knife was high and his arms were numb.
Yin Chang sighed for a long time. The sword fell down and turned to leave. Even his own magic weapon could not break the stone. He had no other way.
"Click!" Yin Chang stepped out a few steps, and suddenly a light sound came from behind, which made his whole blood boil up in an instant.
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Han Yu has seen many lanterns. Most of them look like this, but the black oil is the first time. The lamp oil of Changming lamp is usually the body oil refined from the body of high-grade monsters. A small drop can ensure that the lamp will not go out for hundreds of years. Its color is similar to that of ordinary lamp oil. Han Yu has never heard of this kind of black lamp oil, and he does not know what it is made of. Han Yu went to the Changming lamp. The flame on the lamp was burning vigorously, but he could not feel the temperature. He picked up a branch from the ground and slowly extended it to the lamp. As soon as the branch touched the flame, it burst into flames with a "hissing" sound. A flame ran up the branch and rushed to Han Yu. Very fast, like lightning. Han Yu was so frightened that he threw away the branch and retreated quickly. As the branches fall, they burn to ashes in a flash. "What a terrible flame!" Han Yu exclaimed. He had a feeling that if he was burned by the flame, he would be turned into fly ash in an instant. The power of this flame is not comparable to that of ordinary permanent lamps. Yin Chang has been paying close attention to Han Yu. He is also shocked by the sudden change just now. He is full of curiosity about Changming lamp. He also pointed to the sword, his fingertip spurted out a long sword awn, and slowly approached the Changming lamp. "Hiss!" The sword just touched the flame and burned instantly. A flame, as fast as lightning, rushed to Yin Chang. Yin Chang was so scared that he quickly cut off the sword and quickly retreated. In an instant, the sword was burned to nothingness. Seeing this scene, Han Yu took a cold breath and stepped away from the Changming lamp. The flame on the Changming lamp was too weird to touch. Han Yu explored the Changming lamp with the power of his soul, but he could not find anything strange. Han Yu began to wander around and explore the cemetery with the power of his soul. Yin Chang didn't care. His soul power was always locked in Han Yu, not afraid that Han Yu would escape. After a long time, the four masters of King Wu came back and reported their harvest to Yin Chang. They went far away and passed thousands of tombs, but they didn't go to the end of the cemetery. The cemetery seemed boundless. There's nothing to be counted except at the head of the grave. After hearing this, Yin Chang put his heart down and decided to dig a tomb. Yin Chang went to the side of the nearest tomb and began to carve the pattern of moving mountains. He wanted to move the tomb directly with the pattern. Yin Chang carved the array pattern very fast, even more than Han Yu. "Whoosh, whoosh..." A string of patterns gushed out of Yin Chang's fingertips like water and fell to the tomb. At the moment of touching the tomb, it was suddenly bounced back. "Eh?" Yin Chang was surprised and continued to carve array patterns. But as long as the array pattern touches the tomb, it will be bounced off. The mountain moving array pattern, only when it enters the body of the moving object, can it exert its due strength. If it is bounced off, it can not be used. Yin Chang stopped engraving array patterns, and a sword awn burst out from his fingertips and stabbed on the tomb. "When!" As soon as the sword touched the stone wall, the sound of metal hand over was heard. Yin Chang tried his best to shake the tomb. Han Yu and the four masters of Wuwang Erzhong were all stunned. Yin Chang, the seventh king of Wu, was so powerful that he could not shake the tomb. How hard is the stone of the tomb? Yin Chang used his energy to bombard a stone. "Bang..." A loud noise came out, and Yin Chang was so shocked that he snorted. He stepped backward a few steps, but the tomb was undamaged. Yin Chang's face suddenly became a little dry and red, and felt very shameless. Especially when he saw Han Yu holding hands and watching the opera, he couldn't swallow his breath. After standing firm, he quickly mobilizes his vitality, and blows to the tomb with a blast and a fist. "Wanjun thunder force!" Yin Chang's performance is a kind of high-level magic power of the Yellow level, which is used by the experts of seven levels of King Wu. He has the power of destroying the heaven and destroying the earth. However, Han Yu didn't see the magic power of terror. Instead, Yin Chang suddenly snorted. His face became extremely pale, and he went backward and almost fell down. "Well?" Han Yu's eyes widened, and Yin Chang was bitten back. Yin Chang himself was stunned and puzzled. Wan Jun Lei Jin had already cultivated a great success, but he could come at his fingertips. This time, he failed, and was also bitten back. Yin Chang didn't understand why. He thought whether he was too anxious and what went wrong? He calmed himself down to a stable state and exerted his strength again. Yin Chang hit the tomb with a fist from the air. He still did not show any magic power. He was still bitten back. His face turned white and he almost couldn't help a mouthful of blood gushing out. "Is it because of the environment here?" Han Yu looked around. Yin Chang failed to show his magic power twice. It was very unusual. Yin Chang also found some oddities. Here, the use of supernatural powers was restricted. "I understand that to use the magic power, we need to hook the fragments of the road. Even the force of the void can't be used here. The fragments of the road should also be suppressed and can not be used, so we can't use the magic power."Han Yu sneered in his heart that he could not fly here. He could not even use his magic power, so he could not attack far away. It was the only place for him to escape. However, Han Yu is not in a hurry. Now it is not a problem to escape. He will stay to see if Yin Chang can use any more means. Yin Chang's face turned blue and white. Today, his face is almost lost. I want to dig a grave to have a look, but now I can't even pry a stone. Yin Chang did not hesitate to take out his own magic weapon. It was a shining silver sabre. He made it with thunder, fire and poison. It cut iron like mud. If even it can't do anything about the tomb, it can only be defeated. Yin Chang urged the sword with all his strength. The silver light was shining on the sword. Suddenly, a terrible pressure was released, forcing Han Yu and the four King Wu's men to retreat in a hurry. As long as they can't be suppressed by terror. Han Yu had to withdraw for three hundred Zhangs before he stopped, and a cold sweat was flowing from his forehead. King Wu's seven strong power is definitely not Han Yu can contend with. Obviously, Yin Chang is not the strongest. Yin Chang held up his sword high, and with a burst of water, he fell. "When!" With a loud noise, he felt the eardrum ache even though Han Yu was far away. Yin Chang's knife was high and his arms were numb. Yin Chang sighed for a long time. The sword fell down and turned to leave. Even his own magic weapon could not break the stone. He had no other way. "Click!" Yin Chang stepped out a few steps, and suddenly a light sound came from behind, which made his whole blood boil up in an instant. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
