Sign In To The Blood Of Ancestral Dragon

Chapter 328

Chapter 327 fellow daoist, you better put away your paws!

Master Gou and Master Ji Ascension’s strength is to absorb the spirit power of the strong.

The stronger the strength.

The Ascension for the two goods is also fiercer.

And looking at the red-robed old man on the altar at this time, Lord Gou and Lord Ji were almost dizzy with happiness.

This play should be.

Big make up.

After hearing Fang Han’s words, the two cargoes almost flowed out of their mouths, waiting for Fang Han to feed.

As for whether Fang Han is the opponent of the old man in red robe…

Does this need to be doubted?

at the same time.

Looking at Fang Han with a casual expression, looking at the dog and chicken, the old man in the red robe instantly felt something was wrong.

But immediately, he left this feeling behind.

What if something is wrong?

No matter anything in this world, strength is the respect.

And he is confident that he can sweep anyone in the lower realm, even if Celestial Immortals descends, once he recovers a bit from the trap, he is not his own opponent.

“Boy, are you looking for death?”

The red-robed old man looked at Fang Han jokingly.

He carried his hands behind his back, but didn’t immediately make a move.

Killing Fang Han is not important at all, what is important is the “Xianbao” that can enter the ban without hindrance.

Wait to get that stuff.

The sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide by the fish, and I feel refreshed.

Fang Han smiled slightly, and then took out the Precious Wooden Sword given by the fellow villager, and felt it. As expected, it was just right to break the evil.

At this moment, the ancestor of the wild sword outside began to twitch, and then shouted hoarsely, “Be careful senior, this is the treasure of the world gang, it is terrifying, it is said to be able to kill Celestial Immortals!”

The face of the ancestor of the wild sword changed slightly.

His eyes quickly fell on the wooden sword.

Then he twitched his eyes sharply.

dammit.

Is this blood slave playing an old man?

That’s it?

Can you cut Celestial Immortals?

Cut f*ck too!

This is a sword made of wood, and I deeply suspect that this is the kind of bushes on the roadside that can easily grab a lot of them.

The ancestor of Mad Sword suddenly became depressed.

When he looked at the expression of the old man in the red robe, he knew that he didn’t believe it. However, he didn’t believe it before, and then Fang Han was slapped in the face frantically and almost scared him.

Remind the red-robed old man, mainly because he was afraid that he would be slaughtered by a sword without paying attention to the red-robed old man.

after all.

He is controlled by the so-called blood mark.

Just about to remind again.

I heard Fang Han say lazily, “There are not many people here, so I won’t pretend to be compared with you, and honestly give my two demon pets a lot of money, and you can be considered dead…”

The voice just fell.

Evil-breaking activation.

Terrible, terrifying, and incomparable, like an inborn nemesis, as if the inevitable scourge descends, the light and fluttering Sword Qi throws out, and falls on his soul in the incredulous eyes of the red-robed old man.

As for resistance?

He was horrified to realize that his terrifying power that was extremely powerful and dominating the world could not be mentioned at all!

It’s like being reduced to ants all the time.

But sadly stood in front of Heavenly Dao.

Scourge sentenced to death!

Hum!

The void seemed to tremble, and after a while, the soul of the old man in the red robe cracked.

“Damn! What kind of sword is this? What kind of power is this? Damn…None beast, the old man remembers you. When the old man gets out of trouble and finds the heavens and worlds, he will also make you pay the price…”

The miserable howl resounded, and then disappeared.

The body of the red-robed old man is just a soul-dividing body.

There are nine ways.

The nine ways of dividing the soul were suppressed by the nine magic altars of the town.

As for the ontology.

It was suppressed in the depths of the ruins.

But one of his souls can contend with Celestial Immortals, enough to calculate the strength of his body!

It’s so powerful that it’s incredible!

Whizzing!

Gouye and Jiye quickly rushed to the town magic altar.

Ignoring the permanent state of the array ban, as Fang Han’s demon pet, they can also enjoy it.

Squinting their eyes frantically, Master Gou and Master Ji felt that the happiness of their lives had been accommodated at this time.

Fang Han put away the wooden sword and stepped out of the town magic altar.

outside.

The ancestor of the wild sword was pale as paper, and his heart was lingering. At that moment, he thought he was dead, but he did not expect that the old man in red had fallen, and he was still intact.

However.

Although not dead, the ancestor of the wild sword was extremely bitter, because Fang Han had come out.

Fang Han stared at the ancestor of the wild sword, and sneered, “Senior is really a good calculation. If it weren’t for the help of the town’s help, I am afraid that it is already a corpse at this moment?”

The ancestor of the wild sword ran wildly in cold sweat, which was frightened and trembled, “I…I can’t help myself…you…”

The voice just fell.

The ancestor of the wild sword turned around quickly, rushed into the passage, and escaped!

Fang Han squinted his eyes, but didn’t pursue it. This old thing was still useful.

After a long time.

Only then did Gouye and Jiye wake up and happily walked out of the Demon Altar to report the results to Fang Han.

“Master, Earth Immortals early stage, the dogs are not afraid anymore!”

“Let’s cooperate with Brother Dog, Earth Immortals middle stage has to flee!”

Fang Han smiled and said, “Yes, I look forward to the day when you surpass me.”

“How can it be!”

“The master is the best.”

The two guys are naturally flattering.

Fang Han rolled his eyes and walked in the passageway, “Let’s go, playing with them for so long, it’s time to get a wave.”

…

At this moment.

The three Sect powerhouses who came in a little later also discovered the nine-story pagoda, and their greed was rampant.

If these fairy treasures are obtained, even if it is only one-third, they can push a Sect to the top!

Under the ambitious, the three strong Sects began to scatter, looking for opportunities to test.

Naturally, the ancestors of the ancestors and Taiyi knew the news.

The atmosphere of the entire site changes, and the faces of the ancestors are very ugly, and the face of Tai is too devilish, and the face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

gradually.

Many trials have been discovered.

The powerhouses who found the test were busy humming.

And Fang Han, who had left the town magic altar, had already entered a large space at this time, his eyes gleaming.

In this large space, there are many powerful people. Fang Han glanced around, and he was surprised to find that they were all strange Practitioners.

It seems that Sect has sent a strong man in again.

This feeling is good.

It’s easy to fish in muddy waters.

Most Practitioners just glanced at Fang Han, then stopped looking, frowned and stared at the walls in front of them.

On the wall, lines are outlined.

It should contain some kind of information.

Fang Han simply stepped forward, found an unmanned wall, watched intently, and suddenly his consciousness seemed to be pulled into a void.

Seeing a figure that suddenly appeared, Fang Han suddenly smiled.

It turned out to be a test of understanding.

For him, who has the peak of perpetual state of understanding, this is a sub-question.

After a while, the wall in front of Fang Han suddenly began to shatter, and the lines on it gleamed, turned into streamers, and merged into his mind.

What he had just realized was a sword art, only the first form, but now it was all passed on to Fang Han.

Next second.

Fang Han felt cold eyes, falling on him.

Opening his eyes, Fang Han saw a token that seemed to be branded with Star, which was actually a qualification order.

The moment when he reached out and grabbed the token.

A cold voice resounded, “Fellow daoist, you better put away your paws, otherwise, I swear solemnly, you will regret…”