The warrior in the realm of the wind jumped out, and it was already close to the monument in the sky. Then Wu Shang was anxious, and in the surprise gaze of the surrounding warriors, an arm suddenly stretched out in the air and directly blasted towards the realm of the wind. Musha.
Without the slightest spiritual power, it was just a simple arm and a punch that directly knocked the excited Randa Wind Realm powerhouse into the air.
The changes in front of him shocked the warriors in the field. Why did a warrior appear again? Could it be that he was also here to snatch that thing.
"Who are you?" The warrior who was blasted back with a punch, looked at Xu Han who appeared, had a trace of anger in his eyes, and yelled in a low voice, but there was a trace of consternation in his heart.
Wu Shang, who was dragged in the distance, also looked at Xu Han anxiously. Just now, he saw with his own eyes that the thing that was hanging around his neck was directly taken away by the warrior who appeared.
"You want to take my things and ask who am I?" Xu Han lowered his head slightly, looked at his hands now, and said softly.
The original innate Dao body is no longer there, and Xu Han feels that although this body still has the spirit sea in it, it does not have any attributes, and now it is relying on pure ** power.
"What? Looking for death!" The warrior looked at Xu Han, who was also in the realm of the wind in front of him.
They must think that Xu Han is a warrior who hides aside and seizes the opportunity to snatch it.
The miss just now was only because Xu Han's sudden appearance made him completely unprepared, otherwise he would not believe in Xu Han's same realm, and he could be repelled.
Xu Han smiled slightly at Wu Shang in the distance, looked at the rushing warrior with a grim face, a cold snort in his mouth, and his right fist suddenly blasted with a terrifying fist, but there was no reservation.
The first time he used it, Xu Han also wanted to know how strong this ** was.
"Wu Xiu?" Seeing Xu Han's fierce punch, a flash of surprise flashed in the Wu Zhe's eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.
Wu Xiu is a pure cultivator, this kind of cultivation method is extremely difficult, but if there is success, the strength is definitely a terrifying existence.
Putting away the contempt in his heart, the warrior let out a low drink, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand.
throat!
With the huge roar, Xu Han's stern fist blasted past the martial artist's horrified eyes, and the martial artist was blown away even with knives.
"This
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The warrior who flew back in the air paled in shock, looking at Xu Han who stood in the air, the color of surprise in his eyes was so different.
"Unexpectedly, ** is so strong!" Wu Shang whispered while sweeping the scene, his eyes filled with consternation.
"Damn! Leave that kid alone, this guy is a bit difficult." The warrior stopped, glanced at a few people in the distance, and shouted in a low voice.
Xu Han gently swept the rushing martial artist, stepped on his right foot, and shot up, rushing towards the martial artist with a pig liver-colored face.
With every bombardment, Xu Han clearly felt that his fist strength was above him, with a fierce evil spirit, but when he didn't burst out, he didn't realize it.
"It seems that this body is not simple." The two warriors in the realm of wind and thunder can also resist Xu Han one or two, and the warriors in the realm of thunder and fire dare not take Xu Han's fist at all.
The previous warrior in the realm of fire, with only a punch from Xu Han, slammed him on the ground, unable to get up on the spot, and now he is out of breath and inhaled less.
Xu Han didn't use the sacred stele in his body at all. Although many martial skills could not be used, the fighting style was quite different from the previous one, but it made Xu Han more comfortable.
However, within a while, several warriors were killed in Xu Han's hands, and the eyes of the rest were trembling.
"Who is this martial artist, who is actually so strong, and how could that heavy treasure be taken away by him so obediently, is it really owned by him?" The martial artist standing aside, looking at the scene in front of him, his mouth mumbled. Said the voice.
Wu Shang knew the magic of that thing, and it was so easy to take away something with such ability.
"Who on earth are you, dare to snatch things from me?" In the end, only the two warriors in the realm of the wind, looked at Xu Han with a relaxed look, and said in a stern voice.
He actually said that the divine monument was his own thing, if it hadn't been for Xu Han to know what happened, I'm afraid he would really have believed him.
Xu Han smiled slightly, looked at the two men with horrified expressions, and said softly, "Do you want it? I'll just give it to you."
Seeing Xu Han's weird expression, the two looked at each other, and there was a trace of horror in their eyes, and a huge stone slab suddenly slammed down in the sky in front of them.
boom!
The terrifying vigor swept down, and the war spirits in the hands of the two were directly shattered, swept across them with violent and fierce force.
Pouch!
The two men with blood in their mouths and shocked faces were swept away by Xu Han among the ruins in the distance.
So strong! It turns out that this is the original appearance of the thing.
This was the last thought in the two people's minds, and then they went black, but they couldn't see anything. How could the magical function of the god monument be known to many warriors.
call!
Xu Han let out a sigh of relief and looked at the two corpses on the ground. His eyes were full of astonishment. The power of the god monument was much stronger than before. It seemed that this body could wield the power of the god monument better.
Moreover, after escaping the god monument, Xu Han obviously felt that this physical body had absorbed a lot of energy in the cemetery, and the strength of the body was strengthening every minute and every second.
"Your name is Wu Shang, right? My name is Xu Han. I am glad to meet you." Looking at Wu Shang standing in the distance, Xu Han put away the monument in his hand, stepped forward slightly, and said with a light smile.
Wu Shang looked at the young man dressed in black, with deep eyes but a smile. His eyes were full of astonishment. They were nothing but a monument to his heart. After a while, Xu Han attacked the two warriors. killed.
"That thing?" A gloomy color flashed in Wu Shang's eyes, and he looked at Xu Han's mouth and said anxiously. It was something he really liked, and he didn't expect it to be transferred to other people's hands.
Seeing Wu Shang's expression, Xu Han had a trace of apology across his face, and said softly, "I have been taken care of during this time, that is my war spirit."
Wu Shang, who was still confused in his eyes, heard the words, his face was full of consternation. No wonder he couldn't refine that thing in the first place. Unexpectedly, it was the war spirit of the warrior in front of him, but his eyes were filled with loss.
"You've been in it all the time?" Wu Shang exclaimed, his eyes full of surprise. Although he was surprised that Xu Han was hiding in the war spirits, the world was already wonderful, but he didn't think much about it.
Xu Han didn't conceal it, looking at the boy in front of him, he whispered: "Yes!"
"Follow me, what do you want to do?" Wu Shang looked at the martial artist in the realm of the wind in front of him, with a trace of guard in his eyes, and whispered in his mouth.
With Xu Han’s current strength, coupled with the horror of the god monument, there is no need to follow him in the god tomb. Do you want to mix into this god tomb? You can use it twice at his age, it should be impossible. opportunity.
"There are many reasons. Generally speaking, I stayed in the battle spirit because of injuries." Xu Han looked relaxed, looking at the prudent young man in front of him, and said in his mouth.
Seeing Xu Han with a calm face, there was a slight hesitation in Wu Shang's eyes, but the alert in his heart was not at all relaxed.
The martial artist in front of him has obviously recovered his strength, and his cultivation spirit was absorbed, which is what the martial artist calls.
But now in the tomb of the gods, it was the thing that he relied on the most. It was his war spirit, but he didn't know if he would bring himself or not, otherwise he would not be able to go to the depths of the tomb.
As if seeing the entanglement in Wu Shang's heart, Xu Han smiled slightly and looked at the boy in front of him and said: "I am not familiar with this place, but how about I wait together?"
"Good good!"
Wu Shang was out of joy, looking at Xu Han with a solemn expression, full of surprise. After all, Xu Han's strength is much stronger than himself, and with the help of the divine monument, he can be alone. Now he is. I want to bring myself.
Xu Han's refreshment completely exceeded Wu Shang's expectations. After all, he was relatively speaking, he could be said to be a drag oil bottle, and Wu Shang knew his own situation in his heart.
"By the way! What is going on with this tomb of the gods?" Xu Han looked at Wu Shang beside him, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and said softly.
Wu Shang glanced at Xu Han with a weird look, and said cautiously: "No one knows about the tomb of the gods. It seems to have existed since ancient times. There are many powerful people buried in it, and basically every force has its ancestors buried in it."
"It's so strange! Who built it?" Xu Han's eyes were startled, and he whispered.
A trace of confusion flashed in Wu Shang's eyes, and he said softly: "I don't know, maybe only those ancient forces have records."
"That's it!" Xu Han, who was confused in his heart, didn't continue to ask. Obviously, it was common sense to ask. After all, Wu Shang's weird gaze just now made Xu Han see it clearly.
Although the two had been together for more than a year, they had very little real communication. For Xu Han, Wu Shang must be wary, but he did not speak too much and carefully observed the surrounding scenes.
It seems that as it continues to deepen, the cemetery is not so obvious, and there is no one at a distance of nearly a hundred miles.
Wu Shang was eager, but Xu Han didn't care. Without a cemetery, he could also absorb the faint energy in the air, and it seemed that there was no limit, and he was constantly absorbing it.
"There is a warrior ahead, shall we follow?" It seemed that the eagerness in Wu Shang's eyes appeared, Xu Han swept the gray sky in the distance, and said softly.
"it is good!"
Wu Shang also had no precise purpose in his heart. After all, it was the first time he came, but in order to walk with Xu Han, he didn't say clearly. Now that Xu Han speaks, there is no reason to disagree.
"Huh! There are so many people." Xu Han, who followed carefully, looked at the scene in the distance, his eyes full of consternation.
In the dense forest in front of him, there are almost a hundred warriors, all of them are in the realm of the three plagues, and they seem to be waiting for someone.