Chapter 217 Destruction

Hearing Han Xu's words, Zhuque curled her lips.

"What should we do with this relic?" Han Xu asked, after all, this is the body of Zhuque.

It is hard to imagine that this girl, who is much shorter than himself, has such a huge body.

Zhuque's strength in the past, how terrifying it must have reached.

King Wei and Wei Kuang were so powerful just by awakening the power of Zhuque's bloodline, let alone Zhuque's original body.

Han Xu was thinking, what kind of a prosperous era of cultivation was it in ancient times.

Zhuque also showed a tangled look on her face, but after just a short while, she said: "Since I have to rely on you to recover in the future, this broken body will be a little benefit to you as a reward."

Before Han Xu understood what she wanted to do, Zhuque turned into her original body and flapped her wings, flying higher and higher, becoming bigger and bigger.

The blazing Nanming Lihuo filled the entire sky.

Suddenly, Han Xu felt that this space was shrinking.

"She wants to refine the entire space!" Han Xu finally understood what Zhuque wanted to do, but he didn't know why she did it.

The earth was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the secret realm was refined by Zhuque. Han Xu was protected by Zhuque with Nanming Lihuo and stood in the dark void. In front of him, a drop of golden liquid appeared.

Zhuque turned into a human form and came to Han Xu. The drop of golden liquid floated on her palm.

"This is a drop of blood refined from my original body. It contains a layer of power at my peak. I give it to you."

"Give it to me? What do I need your blood for?" Han Xu always felt weird.

"It's very useful. This drop of blood can awaken the power of the Vermillion Bird bloodline. Don't underestimate the power of this bloodline. Our Vermillion Bird clan was originally a divine beast. After reaching adulthood, it can achieve the status of a god. After you refine the energy in this blood, you can awaken the bloodline."

"How old were you then?" Han Xu asked. If an adult Vermillion Bird can achieve the status of a god, then the Vermillion Bird in front of him is obviously not an adult.

"The lifespan of our divine beasts is very long. When I was alive, I was probably more than 300 years old, but if converted into human age, I would be about 16 or 17 years old."

"Do you have a name?"

"Of course I do. I remember it seems to be Zhu Weitong."

"Guan Tong Youwei, a good name." Han Xu said, but did not accept the drop of golden blood.

"Don't waste your time. Do you want it or not? If not, I'll throw it away. Anyway, this drop of blood is useless to me now." Zhu Weitong pouted and said, obviously a little impatient.

"Don't, it's such a waste. Actually, I just thought that I have a family member who wants to practice the fire attribute technique Wu Yang Li Huo Gong, so I wondered if I could give her this opportunity?" Han Xu said embarrassedly. This request was actually a bit excessive.

"Since it's given to you, you can do whatever you want with it." Zhu Weitong said. She was a little impressed by Han Xu's decision.

With Han Xu's realm, it is impossible not to see the preciousness of this drop of blood. It can be said that this is a great opportunity for anyone. If it were in those days, I don't know how many extraordinary and above strong people would fight for this drop of blood, but Han Xu gave it to others so easily.

"I don't know whether to say that you are affectionate or stupid." Zhuque complained, and asked Han Xu to take out a jade bottle, put the golden blood into it, and then put it into the storage gem on the belt.

"Thank you very much." Han Xu said sincerely, "Han Xu will definitely repay this friendship in the future."

"You can let me use your spiritual power to nourish me, and you destroyed the Wushen Cult. You are indebted to me."

Seeing that Han Xu still looked guilty, she continued: "If you really want to repay me, when you are strong enough in the future, help me kill the Wushen. It was the Wushen who killed my parents back then. Then he was seriously injured and was afraid that I would take revenge when I grew up, so he bewitched Bifang to attack me and then killed me."

"So that's how it is." Han Xu roughly understood what happened that year, but he didn't expect that Zhu Weitong's parents actually had the ability to severely injure the gods. It was really terrifying.

"My power is almost exhausted. Let me take you out first." After Zhu Weitong finished speaking, flames rose from Han Xu's feet and wrapped him. When the flames dissipated, Han Xu had returned to the outside of the Wushen Temple.

He could feel that there was a mini version of the Suzaku phantom in Zhu Weitong's sea of ​​consciousness, quietly sleeping in the encirclement of the Nanming Lihuo.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will help you revive." Han Xu muttered in his heart.

When you practice to a certain level, even if there is only a trace of consciousness left, there is a possibility of resurrection, not to mention that the Suzaku is a divine beast, and its vitality is extremely tenacious.

Not long after, a raging fire ignited on Wushen Mountain, and the flames soared into the sky. Even if you are a hundred miles away, you can see it clearly.

The fire soon burned to the Wushen Temple, and the entire Wushen Cult will be reduced to ashes in this fire.

The Suzaku Army walked out bathed in flames. Each of them carried a lot of things. Obviously, these were all spoils of war looted from the Wushen Cult.

When the deputy commander saw Han Xu, he stepped forward and said, "Commander Han, we have completed your orders."

"Okay, I'm done with my work. After today, there will be no Wushen Cult in the world." Han Xu used his spiritual power in the second half of the sentence, and every soldier of the Suzaku Army heard it.

Suddenly, thunderous cheers rang out all around, and every soldier of the Suzaku Army vented their inner excitement.

They are the most powerful warriors in the South Territory, and are the brave and invincible iron-blooded division. However, many people in the South Territory have only known to admire the Wushen Cult, but ignored the Suzaku Army.

So much so that when outsiders came to the South Territory, they only knew the Wushen Cult, but not the Suzaku Army.

This situation has always been a shame in the hearts of every soldier of the Suzaku Army. They have endured for many years, and now it broke out with such a great momentum that Han Xu felt sad.

After venting, Han Xu led the Suzaku Army away in the afterglow of the sunset.

After they left, in the void of Wushen Mountain, the figure of King Wei appeared from the clouds. He looked at Han Xu's back as he walked away, and his heart was full of relief.

"Junior sister, although I don't know what secrets Xu'er has, he is very strong, talented, and has a good character. Sometimes I really can't understand how he can manage himself so well when he grew up in such an environment where no one cares."

For so many years, King Wei has been accustomed to talking to Mu Yao in this way. Every major event in his life, such as taking a concubine, having a child, receiving information from Han Xu, etc., he would tell Mu Yao in this way, just like many years ago when the two were still practicing in the sect.

When Han Xu returned to Zhuque City, the news that the Wushen Sect had been wiped out had not yet spread. There was no one nearby, so it must have taken a few days for the news to come.

After taking a rest and eating something, Han Xu called Yingying.

"Yingying, how well have you mastered the formula of the Five Yang Lihuo Gong?"

"I have memorized it."

"It's very efficient. Since you have memorized it, there is no time to lose. Today, the young master will cleanse your tendons and marrow for you."

"Thank you, young master." Yingying said, feeling very excited.

"But before that, you have to do something with me."