"For the sake of us being one, I'll let you choose how to die!" Bai Hu said, with a determined expression on Han Yu's face.
"Damn, what's going on? The incarnation is going to kill the body, which is reversible!" The rooster was stunned for three times, and suddenly shouted: "Baihu, don't deceive people too much, boss, I'll help you !"
The rooster took out the Soul Refining Cauldron and urged it with all his strength. The Soul Refining Cauldron exploded with terrifying might, smashing through the void and killing the White Tiger.
As the Sword of Judgment and the black coffin entered the cosmos, the pressure between heaven and earth was greatly reduced. As long as it was not within the scope of the terrifying power of Wuyashan, people could use their cultivation bases, and the magic weapon recovered its power.
The Soul Refining Cauldron smashed into the shrouded range of the terrifying force, and suddenly it was like a flame entering the sea, extinguished in an instant, and smashed to the ground with a bang.
"Shit!" The rooster turned pale in shock.
The white tiger spit out a piece of training, wrapped it in the soul-refining cauldron, and directly collected the soul-refining cauldron.
"Gah, you bloody white tiger, return my baby!" the rooster yelled.
Although he had heard of Wuyazi's name during the Wudi period and was in awe of him, but now that he has become an enemy, he is not afraid.
"Do not bother me!"
Han Yu shouted, the rooster and the old blacksmith came in, no doubt increasing casualties.
Han Yu stared straight at the white tiger and said, "If you kill me, you can naturally return to a free body, but you can never get rid of the limit of incarnation, and you will never be able to reach the peak of martial arts and become a powerhouse!"
Bai Hu sneered: "Even if you are alive, do you dare to guarantee that you will break through the realm of Emperor Wu?"
Han Yu naturally did not dare to guarantee, but at this time he was full of confidence and said, "At least there is a chance."
Bai Hu said: "Don't talk nonsense, since I want to kill you, I have already thought about the future path. Do you want to thank the world by yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
Han Yu stared at the white tiger coldly, and the suddenly silent body made a "rumbling" sound, like a tumbling flood, and every inch of the skin on the body was exuding mysterious light.
Both the rooster and the old blacksmith's eyes widened. The power of Wuya Mountain has become extremely terrifying now. As long as everyone is within the range of that power, their vitality is silent, and the magic weapon under the imperial soldiers is suppressed. Han Yu can still explode. Such terrifying power.
"Is it the "Ti Jing" of the Baili family?" Baihu curled his lips in disdain and said, "Even if you can exert your full strength, you are not my opponent."
Han Yu stared at the white tiger, suddenly, pointing it as a sword, and stabbed at the location of the Dantian point.
"laugh!"
Blood rushes.
"Haha..." Baihu raised his head and laughed, saying, "This is a smart choice."
"Boss, don't!" the rooster yelled.
"Don't mind me, don't come in!" Han Yu said in a low voice.
The old blacksmith held the cock. He knew Han Yu well, and he didn't think the arrogant Han Yu would choose to commit suicide.
Under Han Yu's repeated blows, a terrifying blood hole appeared in the dantian point.
The "Physical Sutra" was running fast, blood was flowing frantically, and the wound was slowly healing.
At this moment, the domineering of "Ti Jing" is undoubtedly revealed. Here, the cultivation base cannot be used, and the natal magic weapon cannot be taken out at will, and can only self-mutilate the body.
"Are you re-refining the natal magic weapon? It's not an imperial soldier, it's not valid for me." Bai Hu sneered, looking at Han Yu like a clown, but he wanted to see what tricks Han Yu could pull off.
Han Yu held the swallowing devil's gourd tightly in his right hand, and the speed of the "Tai Jing" reached the extreme.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the swallowing devil gourd exploded.
The terrifying air wave swept away, and Han Yu was shocked and flew out several miles before he stopped.
Swallowing the Devil's Gourd is Han Yu's natal magic weapon, and he blew up his natal magic weapon, killing him instantly.
However, a smile appeared on Han Yu's face. He succeeded!
From the swallowing gourd, a beautiful figure flew out. This was a beautiful woman wearing a long black cyan dress, and it was Qin Le.
Han Yu stood up and hurried towards Qin Le regardless of his injuries.
"Nima, do you want to have a fight with your old love Yunyu before you die? I despise you, but I will fulfill you!" Bai Hu didn't know what to say about Han Yu, and was even more grateful for his choice, and felt that he became Han Yu's Incarnation, is simply an insult.
Han Yu ignored Bai Hu and rushed over to hug Qin Le.
Not to mention that the white tiger despised Han Yu, even the rooster and the old blacksmith were dumbfounded.
Is this to say goodbye to the beloved woman before dying
"bang bang bang..."
The blood vessels in Han Yu's hands exploded, and blood poured on Qin Le's body like running water. Before long, Qin Le's whole body was dyed black by Han Yu's blood.
At this moment, a strange scene appeared, Qin Le's body actually began to devour Han Yu's blood on his own.
"Da Leiyin Tianmoqin, if you don't recover at this time, when will you wait!" Han Yu shouted.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from Qin Le's body, instantly driving away the terrifying power of Wuyashan. And this terrifying aura actually didn't cause any harm to Han Yu.
Han Yu's blood allowed him to have a brief connection with Qinzuo.
It's like an ordinary magic weapon dripping blood to recognize the master. Emperor soldiers cannot recognize their masters, but they can bring their relationship closer by pouring blood.
Without the suppression of the terrifying force, the vitality in Han Yu's body instantly boiled.
The "Ti Jing" and "Tai Shang Zhen Jing" are running at the same time, and the injury is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Han Yu's body sucked sharply, and the fragments of the swallowing devil's gourd scattered around, rushing towards him and entering his body.
Han Yu grabbed Qin Yue's wrist, and vitality poured into Qin Yue's body continuously.
"Imperial Soldier!" The white tiger suddenly changed color and couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.
Although the piano seat in Qinle's body is only half an imperial soldier, it is also an imperial soldier. No one pushed it, it was as silent as other weapons, but with the push, the horror of the imperial soldiers was revealed.
From Qinle's body, a light green brilliance burst out, the brilliance became more and more prosperous, and the breath became more and more terrifying. The blood light of Wuya Mountain was continuously driven to other places, and soon the sky above Han Yu turned pale green.
Han Yu stood up and grabbed Qin Le's wrist. Qin Le's body was like a weapon, floating above Han Yu, blocking all the pressure for Han Yu.
Han Yu walked towards the white tiger slowly, his eyes flashing with a flash of killing, and shouted, "Today I will clear the door and suppress you traitor."
Bai Hu gave a low snort and said sarcastically: "The people in the heavens hold the sword of judgment, and they can't kill me, just you?"