Chapter 450: The Dust Settles

d "Fuck!" Rong Huanxuan cursed from Sansheng's coffin.

He was really unlucky, first he was possessed by the god-level Shura Demon Emperor, and now he encountered a monster who had the memory of the gods, and Ling Han was also very likely to be related to the ancient times.

Yan Tianzhao didn't even bother, in his opinion Rong Huanxuan was naturally a little guy among the little guys, not worth mentioning at all. He looked at Ling Han and said, "Is my sincerity enough? Ling Han, how about this? I don't need you to give me the key, but I want to enter the Sagittarius Palace together and take one of the keys inside." thing."

Seeing Ling Han frowned, he immediately waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, this thing will have no effect on you at all!" He paused, and then said, "I can also kill the kid in the coffin for you Now, others can do nothing to the Sansheng coffin, but it doesn't work on me, I can pick him out!"

"Fuck!" Rong Huanxuan cursed again, and he would naturally sneer if someone else said that, but Yan Tianzhao has the memory of the gods, which is equivalent to the reincarnation of the gods, maybe there is a way to deal with the corpse coffin of the third life.

However, Ling Han smiled and said: "Don't do it!"

"Why!" Yan Tianzhao was frantic, he had already given in enough, but Ling Han still refused him.

Ling Han said: "The kid in the coffin, I can't kill him now, but I can take him out and kill him in a few years, so it's good to keep it as a reminder. As for the key...hehe, it's obviously me Yes, why should I give things to you? Besides, even a god is so caring, tsk tsk tsk, then I can't miss it!"

"You!" Yan Tianzhao was furious, jumped up immediately, and killed Ling Han.

Now that the talk has collapsed, only the underlings will see the truth.

"Then just look at the terrifying combat power of my peacock clan!" Yan Tianzhao snorted coldly, and when he swung his hands, they turned into wings, but they were hundreds of feet long, densely woven with veins, shining brightly, and extremely terrifying .

Ling Han unfolds the Mysterious Three Thousand, he doesn't need to accumulate enough strength, he only needs to shoot a hundred sword lights each time, smashing the wings that Yan Tianzhao hit, turning them into broken feathers all over the sky, and immediately turning them into one The veins quickly dimmed, returning to the space between heaven and earth.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Yan Tianzhao's expression became extremely evil, and his figure turned sharply, as if his whole body had turned into a huge peacock, with its feathers fluttering and murderous aura filling the sky.

Ling Han had no surprise or fear, he just unfolded the Mysterious Three Thousand Swords, and the Hundred Dao Swords radiated to the sky, which was enough to fight.

"Damn it, I'm no longer a peacock after all, so I can't use King Ming's secret technique to the extreme!" Yan Tianzhao roared angrily.

But the madness in his eyes did not decrease but increased, "Bring me my key!"

Boom, green flames were emitting from his whole body, distorting the space.

Ling Han immediately felt dizzy, "It's poisonous!" He said in his heart, quickly took out a piece of golden flower from the stone and swallowed it, and then looked at Huniu, fortunately, the little girl was far away and was not wrapped in flames.

It was just that after taking a piece of the golden flower in the stone, Ling Han only felt that his dizziness was slightly under control, but it still didn't get better. Obviously, the golden flower in the stone couldn't cure the fire poison, so he could only postpone it.

Hey, what kind of poison is this? Even the golden flower in the stone, which claims to be able to cure all poisons, can't do anything about it!

Ling Han's fighting spirit did not decrease but increased, he grasped the Mosheng sword, and said: "Yan Tianzhao, take my sword!" Boom, the Thunder Armor activated, forming a barrier, isolating the green fire.

At this moment, the corpse soldiers were useless, they were severely injured by Ling Han's Mysterious Three Thousands and Yan Tianzhao's Green Fire, the threat could be completely ignored. Therefore, Ling Han only needs to concentrate on dealing with Yan Tianzhao.

With a flick of his long sword, he activated the Xuanmiao Three Thousand Swords again. Immediately, the lights of the Thousand Swords fluttered, covering the sky and covering the earth.

Yan Tianzhao hastily spread his green wings and wrapped himself up. The sword light struck, raising the brilliance of the veins all over the sky, causing his figure to retreat continuously.

The sword light was being annihilated, and his wings protecting him were also being destroyed. When the sword light was reduced to two hundred, the green wings were also completely scattered. Puff puff puff, the sword light raged, and the blood rushed suddenly.

Ling Han was secretly startled, this guy really shouldn't be underestimated, if he hadn't pushed the sword energy from seven to nine, even Xuanmiao Sanqian would not be able to break through the opponent's defense.

Yan Tianzhao vomited blood while roaring, this time he was seriously injured.

But at this critical moment, bang, Sansheng's coffin opened, and Rong Huanxuan rushed out, slashing at Yan Tianzhao. This was the moment when Yan Tianzhao was at his weakest, and how could he have imagined that Rong Huanxuan still attacked him, and he was hit immediately.

Pfft, green blood splattered, and he was cut in two.

"You actually attacked me?" Yan Tianzhao couldn't believe it.

"Nonsense, you said that you can pick me out of the coffin of the three lives, and if I don't kill you, who will you kill?" Rong Huanxuan sneered. In comparison, at least he still has the power to protect himself in front of Ling Han, and Even if he didn't get the treasure in the Twelve Heavens Secret Realm, he didn't have any loss. It wasn't his in the first place, so naturally there would be no skin pain.

Yan Tianzhao was depressed, he didn't expect that the ants in his eyes would hit him hard one after another, but is he so easy to die? Both his upper and lower body moved, one ran with his legs, the other put his hands on the ground, and then his upper body jumped with his arms on the ground, overlapping with his lower body, as if they could be glued together.

"When the secret realm opens, I will definitely stop you, and you—" He first said to Ling Han, and then pointed to the corpse coffin of Sansheng, "Next time, I will definitely turn you into a corpse!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away. Boom, two green wings of light sprouted from behind. With a flick of his voice, he flew away through the air.

None of this?

Ling Han stood with his sword, and Yan Tianzhao could be regarded as the reincarnation of an ancient god. He mastered an astonishing amount of secret arts. He couldn't die even if he was cut in two. Will he have to blow his heart or head next time?

"Ling Han, don't be complacent, I will get a golden armored corpse, and I will take your life next time!" Rong Huanxuan also dropped a scene, obviously trying to get away.

"I know, I know, let's go." Ling Han said impatiently.

"You—" Rong Huanxuan snorted, he was very displeased with Ling Han's attitude, as if he was an insignificant person. He swore to make Ling Han regret it.

Boom, Sansheng's coffin slid, and Rong Huanxuan also walked away.

Ling Han fell into deep thought.

In Yan Tianzhao's situation, is he the reincarnation of the gods in his previous life, or is he still himself? Conversely, what kind of situation does he belong to? Is it just that the memory of the previous life has been transferred to the current body?

This made him a little dazed.

"Ling Han!" Hu Niu jumped over, took Ling Han's hand, immediately made Ling Han smile, and drove away the confusion in his heart.

He is him, neither the alchemy emperor of the previous life nor the useless boy of this life, but a community of the two, with both advantages and disadvantages, a living person.

That's enough.

"Let's go, let's go back!" Ling Han said with a smile.

"En!" Hu Niu nodded vigorously. c