Chapter 4585: The Tower Falls

What, what?

Cheng Feng couldn't help but froze.

"The quadrupole grass has been given to you, what else do you want?" He asked with suppressed anger.

Ling Han smiled: "It's strange, I just asked you to put down the quadrupole grass, but I didn't say that you can leave after putting it down."

This!

Cheng Feng immediately thought that he had given the same instructions to the five Taoists before, but now it was on his own head.

This retribution is too fast.

He gritted his teeth: "Then let's fight!"

Obviously, it is impossible for Ling Han to let him go, so he doesn't need to humiliate himself anymore.

He took the initiative to kill, hum, a battle drum floated above his head, with a bang, it sounded by itself.

"Hmm!" The five Taoists felt a pain in their chests, and immediately spurted blood wildly.

The war drum seemed to be beating on their hearts, and almost exploded their hearts.

And this was because Cheng Feng's main target was Ling Han, and they were just affected by the aftermath, otherwise, they would have died by now.

Hallows!

Ling Han built a regular defense in front of him, blocking the sound wave impact, but when the sound wave passed, this regular shield was immediately declared broken.

That was an attack from a holy weapon, how could it be so powerful?

But at this time, Cheng Feng took the opportunity... to turn around and leave.

He clearly realized that he would definitely not be able to kill Ling Han, so instead of entangled in taking risks, he might as well get away and leave.

Because he will be promoted to the holy position immediately, and Ling Han will be imprisoned for the rank of leader forever, so, he is so precious, why should he head-on with Ling Han, a piece of porcelain?

Even if he could win, but if he had to pay a huge price, he would choose to give up.

This is also the reason why he was willing to hand over the quadrupole grass. As the saying goes, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, so he doesn't want to fight Ling Han to the death.

Ling Han did not pursue,

Because Cheng Feng was not much inferior to him, and this place was very suitable for ambushes, he didn't want to take too many risks.

Forcibly snatching the quadrupole grass from the other party, isn't that enough?

"Thank you!" The five Taoists all said to Ling Han.

Ling Han nodded, turned and left.

After that, he didn't meet the emperor again. A month later, he reunited with Brother Hou and the others, and then went to the next place.

Before we have come far, we can see the tower of the saint's corpse towering into the sky, which is the best guide.

When they came to the fourth mass grave, they also made an appointment to meet under the corpse tower a month later.

I was looking for the elixir every day, time passed quickly, and a month passed in a flash.

Ling Han came to the tower of the saint's corpse, this time he was the first one, Brother Hou and the others hadn't arrived yet, because he was a day early.

He was sitting cross-legged, these days he had been immersed in the holy prestige, and he would have some insights, so he needed to sort it out.

After a while, someone arrived.

At first Ling Han thought it was Brother Hou and the three of them, but when he turned his head to look over, he saw that it was Jing Haoran.

"Old Tie, we meet again." Jing Haoran waved his hand with great enthusiasm.

Well, I don't seem to know you very well.

Ling Han sighed, this guy, like the big black dog, is of the low-mouthed type, and it's normal to be hacked to death because of his outspokenness one day.

His heart moved: "Old Tie, there is a very good deal, do you want to do it?"

"What business?" Jing Haoran asked immediately.

"I'll exchange high-level immortal energy with you for a low-priced one, one star difference, one for five, how about it?" Ling Han suggested.

hiss!

Jing Haoran took a deep breath, and immediately said: "Okay, old iron, you have mastered the method of refining low-level immortal energy into high-level immortal energy! Come on, how about selling this method to me?"

This guy is smart, and he guessed the truth based on this clue.

He is worthy of being the ruler of the Yuan World, and he must not be underestimated just because he speaks freely.

"Can you make alchemy?" Ling Han asked with a smile.

"Hey, are you underestimating me?" Jing Haoran grinned.

As the master of the Yuan world, which one has not lived for several epochs, whether it is alchemy, casting, or other heresy, he must have learned it all over the place.

Ling Han also smiled, it's one thing, but it's another thing to reach the standard.

As far as he knows, Ding Shu can also make alchemy, but he can only say that he can, and he doesn't have a particularly amazing talent.

"Okay, let's exchange 10,000 copies of Eight-Star Immortal Qi." He said loudly.

With so much immortal energy, it is enough for him to become a venerable and reach the peak of the Four Extremes Realm, so he doesn't need immortal energy in the future.

"Why don't you grab it!" Jing Haoran rolled his eyes wildly, isn't this a joke?

Not to mention that he couldn't provide 10,000 copies of Eight-Star Immortal Qi, even if all the emperors were willing to donate generously, it would not be enough.

"Then how many copies can you take out?" Ling Han smiled.

"Twenty copies at most." Jing Haoran countered.

"Hehe, why don't you go grab it?" Ling Han rolled his eyes, how could he be more shameless than him.

"Eight-star immortal energy is scarce, okay, besides, how much did you trick you last time?" Jing Haoran paused, "The big deal, I will add some seven-star immortal energy, six-star immortal energy and so on to make up enough. One hundred copies."

This guy, bargaining is really good.

Ling Han was about to speak, but he let out a "hmm" and looked towards the corpse tower.

The same is true for Jing Haoran, he sensed a strange movement.

"Hey, hey, don't you want to change into a dead body?" He murmured.

At this moment, the arm of a holy corpse suddenly moved.

Depend on!

"You crow's mouth!" Ling Han said.

Jing Haoran shrugged, blame me?

He chuckled: "How bad can it be?"

Boom, the entire tower of corpses trembled slightly, and one corpse after another fell from the top, and it seemed as if it was raining holy corpses, falling all over the sky.

"You say one more word, and I'll chop off your head!" Ling Han Mukai Haoran warned, this guy definitely has the ability to "follow words", but all of them are negative.

The Lord of the Yuan World is really weird, he has a halo of trouble, and Jing Haoran can always predict the worst.

In just a split second, the entire corpse pagoda collapsed, and the holy corpses were scattered all over the mass grave like rain.

The people below quickly dodged. Although the corpse of the fallen saint had been hung up long ago, it was a holy corpse after all. Who would dare to let it touch it? Dead through.

While dodging, everyone was also heading towards the saint's corpse tower, wanting to know what happened here.

One, two, three, more and more people came.

The corpse tower has not yet collapsed, leaving a "tower base".

what happened?

Everyone came here with such doubts.

Boom, at this moment, the only remaining base of the tower began to collapse, and when all the corpses of the saints rolled to the side, a large bronze coffin appeared underneath.