The fire python flying away in the air, the double sword stirring in the snake's mouth, was actually a double ultimate move towards the white tiger in the air!
Roar!
With a roar of tigers, Baihu's eyes shone fiercely, and his fur was rolled back in the violent wind, and he stepped on the rushing fire python!
boom! The fire was everywhere, and the fire python that rushed first was directly crushed by the white tiger in the air. The tiger's eyes glanced at the warrior who was dancing with two swords, his palms slapped towards him, and his whole body was pressed up!
Xu Han's figure retreated sharply, avoiding the air splashing from the air, and staring tightly at the bursting white tiger!
"Baihuhuang Shenyin can be said to be his strongest blow, but now I don't know what happened to that martial artist?" Xu Han looked at the dusty front and whispered in his mouth!
Cough cough cough...
A soft cough sounded, and Xu Han looked at it, but saw a figure staggering out in the dust!
Looking at the figure running out, Xu Han's eyes were full of astonishment. The martial artist with a dull look in his eyes and a pale face disappeared. What appeared in front of him was a pale old man with a terrifying breath all over his body. If it weren't for the familiar robe, Xu Han had to believe that the old man in front of him was the previous young warrior!
"Destroyed...destroyed!" The old man who walked out ignored Xu Han, looked at everything around him, muttered in his mouth, and a muddy tear was left along his cheeks.
The desolate land, the earth shrouded in black mist, the surrounding atmosphere is so familiar, yet so strange!
"Hate!" The old man shouted angrily against the gloomy sky, a mouthful of blood came out, his face turned pale.
Turning around and looking around, the whole body of the old man was trembling, and his face was full of sadness!
The powerful aura came out of the old man's body, Xu Han only felt a tyrannical aura sweeping over him, sweeping away from him, that feeling made Xu Han's heart trembled, and a bit of cold sweat was left on his back!
"Dead! All dead!" Feeling the numb and moving warriors, the old man murmured, his voice was full of sorrow!
The disciple of the past has now become such an appearance, who understands the grief in his heart.
At this moment, the warriors in the ruins were all looking at Xu Han's direction in amazement, but those warriors in the Profound Realm felt even more profound!
It was too strong, and the momentum made them feel terrified. Under the sweeping momentum, they didn't dare to move.
Although the old man in front of him didn't move, Xu Han didn't dare to move at all. The horrible aura just now was really heartbreaking, and it was many times stronger than that of the warrior in the Profound Realm.
Seeing this warrior walking out, Xu Han was full of doubts, why he suddenly became an old man!
"Why is he so sad?" Xu Han thought in his heart as he looked at the old man in front of him!
Feeling the huge palm prints in the mountains, the sadness on his face suddenly turned into a burst of anger. The old man stared frantically at the black mist around him, just about to move, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his pale face But a black gas flashed.
"Ah!" A loud shout exploded in the air, and the warriors in the entire space had already heard it, grief, and the deep sorrow that could not be removed instantly enveloped the hearts of all warriors!
"Are the huge sects dead?" The old man said in a low voice while looking at his dry, dark hands.
Listening to the old man's words, Xu Han suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with astonishment. Could this old man belong to this ruined sect
Xu Han's pupils instantly enlarged, as if he had seen something unbelievable, he looked at what the old man was wearing, and said in astonishment: "That robe!"
It turned out that this robe gave me a familiar feeling at the beginning. I thought it was a warrior I met in the city, but now I think of it, but it is the warrior who appeared in that picture, all wearing this kind of robe.
"Could it be that he is from that sect." Xu Han stammered.
Looking at the remains here, the ancient sect does not know where it was from today, but the person in front of him is the person of that sect. How long has it lived
Looking at the whispering old man in front of him, Xu Han thought in his heart, the relics, the relics are of course tens of thousands or even millions of years away from the present. How can it be
The entire sect person died, and he became like this, Xu Han couldn't help feeling pity for the old man in front of him.
Zongmen defeated the enemy, but was suddenly destroyed by a palm that suddenly appeared in the door, but when he woke up, he was completely different, and he became like this.
Those who want to come to the ruins to look like here are definitely not only the old man in front of them, there must be warriors who have survived at the time, but now they are also eroded by the black mist.
The sad old man looked down at Xu Han in front of him. The memory in his mind already knew that he became sober after the blow of the young man in front of him.
"Senior!" Xu Han said respectfully as he looked at the sad old man.
Although I don't know why this martial artist has become like this, it can be seen that he is sober and exudes such a powerful aura, Xu Han does not dare to take any action.
"Who taught you the martial arts just now?" The old man said softly while looking at the young man in front of him.
He was talking about the White Tiger Wild God Seal. Hearing the old man’s tone seemed to have seen that martial art, he couldn’t help thinking of the powerful figure in the Academy’s Martial Pavilion at the beginning. A trace of doubt flashed in Xu Han’s eyes, and he whispered: "In the Academy. Occasionally."
"Occasionally? Did he die too? It seems that a long time has passed." The old man whispered, his eyes full of sadness.
died? It should be said that the warrior who used the White Tiger Desolate Seal in the fantasy scene seemed to be very familiar with his expression.
"Sure enough, he is really an ancient person." Xu Han said in shock.
He didn't die for such a long time. Could it be that because of the black mist, Xu Han couldn't help but look at the surrounding black mist in his heart.
Suddenly, Xu Han suddenly covered himself with a tyrannical aura. He just wanted to make a move, but when he saw that he just swept back, he couldn't help but look at the old man in front of him in doubt.
"Hahaha
"The old man with a sad face suddenly laughed wildly, and his eyes looked at Xu Han in surprise.
Seeing the suddenly excited old man, Xu Han was full of doubts, could it be that he had discovered something
"Good, good! It seems you haven't got it yet!" The old man raised his head and looked at the sky, and said angrily, his voice was full of jubilation.
Looking at the weird old man in front of him, Xu Han's body was full of spiritual power, and a pair of eyes were staring at the old man on the opposite side. Spiritual energy was already surging out in the spirit sea.
"He has found a monument in the spirit sea." Xu Han was shocked.
In the picture outside the ruins, the giant hand of Qingtian came for the god stele to kill the entire sect. The strength of this old man is so terrifying, maybe something has appeared.
No one knew about the divine monument except the master who had long since died, and Xu Han couldn't help being shocked.
"Don't worry, since you got it, it's also God's will." The old man said softly while looking at Xu Han with a cautious look.
"Senior! I don't know what you are talking about!" Xu Han said in his mouth, without following the old man's words.
"Keep it well, if you don't have a certain strength, don't show it lightly, otherwise it will be a catastrophe." The old man looked at Xu Han who was on guard, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.
Xu Han did not speak, but quietly looked at the old man in front of him, but the alert in his heart still did not disappear.
The god monument is probably the object of this sect's sect. Now that I see it again, Xu Han can't guarantee that the old man in front of him will snatch it back.
"Senior! The okay boy will leave first." Xu Han arched his hand and said softly.
The strength of this old man can't be seen at all, the warrior who existed in ancient times, who knows how strong he is now.
"Cough???!" The old man let out a light cough, a red light flashed in his sober eyes, but a faint black air appeared on his face.
"I'm running out of time. Let me give you something. That's all that can help you. I hope you will live well in the future and avenge us." Feeling the black energy invading the whole body, the old man whispered.
In Xu Han's startled gaze, the old man tore off a piece of white jade from his neck, waved his hand, and threw it at Xu Han.
At the moment when Bai Yu left his hand, Xu Han clearly saw dark mists gathering along his chest toward his face, and a trace of pain flashed across the old man's face.
In the old man's red eyes, there was a hopeful look at Xu Han, and then his whole body disappeared in the wind, leaving only a faint word in the air: "Live well!"
Xu Han caught the white jade floating in the air with a right hand, but looked at the old man who had disappeared in astonishment.
Holding the jade, a sense of warmth spread all over his body, Xu Han felt sober in his mind, and the surrounding black mist was blown away a lot.
"Even dead?" Xu Han muttered as he watched the old man passing away with the wind. This result was beyond Xu Han's expectation.
When I thought about it in my mind, I understood that during such a long period of time, he must have been completely eroded by the black mist, and now his temporary sobriety seemed to have something to do with the jade in his hand.
I would rather dissipate in the air than become like that.
"Vengeance! Haha???" Xu Han muttered thinking of the old man's last words.
Compared with the terrifying giant hand, he is an ant-like existence, but when you think about the mysterious stele, or the silver tree and purple feather in his body, Xu Han is full of confidence.
The god monument is in his own hands, and he will definitely meet the mysterious giant hand in the future, but now he has to strengthen his own strength.
Looking at the warm jade in his hand, Xu Han swept away with a spirit of energy, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
Variety of mysterious spectrum! There is a martial art among the jade.
Xu Han's eyes swept away, and now it was the weapon transformation method used by the warrior, but among them, it was not only the long sword and the fire wheel transformation, but also all kinds of weapons.
"Good stuff!" Xu Han looked at the maps of the weapons, and said with joy.
"Brother! There is a baby!"
Xu Han, who was in surprise, was awakened by a voice in the distance, and immediately put away the jade in his hand.