The woman snorted softly, the void collapsed, Han Yu coughed up blood, and fell out.
This made Han Yu's heart skip a beat, and he could seriously injure him with a light cough. At least this person was in the late stage of the gods, and he was a terrifying existence who was a leader.
Han Yu had no reservations, and the power of his soul surged out, covering the woman, but even so, the woman seemed to be covered with a veil, making Han Yu unable to see through.
"I still want to escape under my nose. It's really over my own power, and I'm not honest enough to invite him?" The woman looked down at Han Yu with a look of aloofness.
"What are you talking about, I don't understand!"
Han Yu pulled out the multicolored divine golden sword on his back with a backhand, and with a gentle force, the cloth wrapped around the sword shattered, revealing the multicolored divine golden sword.
"Huh? Why do you have this sword? What is your relationship with Jian Qixian?" the woman asked in surprise.
"I'm a disciple of Wanjianzong, what do you think I have to do with him?" Han Yu made a sloppy look.
Although the Five-colored Divine Golden Sword is very powerful, Han Yu still has no confidence in facing the woman. I hope that the identity of the disciple of Wanjianzong and the colorful divine golden sword can help him out of the crisis.
The woman's face slightly improved, and she said, "Since you are a disciple of Wan Jianzong, you don't even recognize this seat?"
Han Yu was taken aback, could this woman also belong to Wan Jianzong
Han Yu said: "I'm just an outer disciple who has just entered the school. I don't know the senior, and I don't know the senior's surname?"
The woman looked at Han Yu with a strange expression, and muttered to herself, "Strange, how could Lao Qi pass this sword to a new disciple from the outer sect."
"Old Seven?" Han Yu's heart was greatly moved. Could it be that the woman in front of him is a disciple of Wanjian Shenzun and a senior sister of Jian Qixian
Han Yu couldn't help taking a deep breath. The disciples of Wanjian Shenzun were all terrifying beings at the peak of the gods. They could blow him to death in one breath. No wonder even if he released the power of his soul, he couldn't see the other party. of depth.
Han Yu didn't dare to hide anything, and said, "Senior Qi, this sword is mine at Deadwood Cliff..."
Han Yu told the woman the cause and effect of getting the five-colored divine golden sword, and the woman's face was relieved when she heard it.
No longer entangled in the relationship between Han Yu and Jian Qixian, he asked: "Since you are a disciple of Wanjianzong, what are you doing with those corpses in Moling Mountain?"
Han Yu was speechless, why did he come back again
Why is this woman so concerned about the corpses here
Isn't she a disciple of Wanjian Shenzun? Shouldn't she hate Moling Mountain very much
Up to this point, Han Yu can no longer deal with the past without swallowing the jujube. Suddenly, a light flashed in his chest, and his mind was instantly relieved. He bowed his hands to the woman, and said firmly: "Senior Qi, after I get this sword, I want to. I made this sword sacrifice into my magic weapon, but after my many efforts, I couldn't help this sword, so I remembered that when this sword was unearthed, it devoured everything, and I speculated whether I could use its devouring power to Sacrifice it. So I thought of here, gather all the corpses, and then provide a steady stream of energy to the sword. As a result, those corpses were sucked dry by the sword, but I still can't help the sword!"
The woman stared sharply at Han Yu's eyes, as if she could see through Han Yu's body and asked, "Really?"
Han Yu said: "In front of seniors, never dare to lie!"
The woman's expression eased a little, and she asked, "Do you know why I want to trace the whereabouts of the corpse?"
Han Yu shook his head, he also wanted to know why. However, the woman's answer left Han Yu speechless.
"I don't know if it's normal," the woman said.
Han Yu was speechless, thinking what are you asking me for
The woman said: "Because you are a disciple of Wanjian Sect, and you are recognized by the Seven Immortals of Swords, this seat will exempt you from the death penalty. However, the death penalty can be forgiven, and the death penalty cannot be escaped. From now on, you will follow this seat and serve this seat. Ten thousand years, after ten thousand years, this seat will give you freedom!"
"Ah?" Han Yu suddenly changed color.
To serve her for 10,000 years, doesn't that mean that he will be a servant of a woman for 10,000 years
Han Yu didn't want to kill Han Yu.
"Hmph, others are begging to do things for this seat, but this seat is impatient? What is your expression?" The woman said a little unhappy.
"Senior, I just don't think I deserve to follow you around!" Han Yu cried, there was no way, in the face of such a strong man, he had to put away the arrogance of Emperor Swallowing Heaven.
"Whether you deserve this seat or not, stop talking nonsense and follow me!" After the woman finished speaking, she turned and flew towards the distant mountain.
Han Yu's hand holding the multicolored golden sword tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and in the end Han Yu reluctantly followed the woman.
A woman is a powerhouse at the pinnacle of the gods. Even if Han Yu exposes his identity and displays his strongest combat power, he will definitely not be a woman's opponent if he borrows the power of the five-colored divine golden sword.
Han Yu can only temporarily resign and look for opportunities.
Clouds lingered on the mountain in front, and the naked eye couldn't penetrate it. Han Yu entered it and realized that there was a huge illusion hidden here, definitely from the hands of a supernatural power-level unloader.
Passing through the illusion, the front is suddenly bright.
It looks like a towering mountain from a distance, but in reality it is a paradise of flowers and birds. Green mountains and green waters, lakes and palaces, complement each other and are amazingly crafted.
"How can there be such a beautiful place within the Demon Mountain?"
Even with Han Yu's knowledge, he was amazed by the scenery in front of him.
"This is the dojo of this seat!" The woman said rather proudly.
"Senior, I still don't know what to call you?" Han Yu asked.
In the poor mountains and bad waters of Moling Mountain, building such an outdoor peach garden made Han Yu even more curious about this woman.
"You can call me the master of this seat!" The woman said lightly.
"Master?" Han Yu felt bitter in his heart.
"It's just you and this seat. If this seat doesn't give you a place to go, you must not go there, or you will lose your life, but don't blame this seat. Well, that palace is rewarded to you, You can practice in the palace at ordinary times, I have something to tell you, come out again!" The woman pointed at a palace and said.
Although that palace was considered mighty and domineering, it was a world apart from the main palace. It shows the identity of Han Yu's servant.
After the woman finished speaking, she moved and disappeared without a trace.
Han Yu glanced at this paradise, except for being amazed, he couldn't see anything, Han Yu walked into the palace belonging to his "servant".
After entering the palace, Han Yu arranged a trapping formation, and then quietly contacted Jiang Zitong.
"Senior Sister Jiang, do you know how many disciples our Sect Master has?"
As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy will never end in a hundred battles. Han Yu doesn't even know who the other party is now. How to fight her can only be done after he finds out her identity and origin.