1637 Are You Really Not Afraid of Death?

"Debris moving?"

Han Xiao sighed in his heart, he guessed correctly, all these conspiracies may be related to this floating slaughter blood monument.

I was afraid that some ancient demons were trying to repair the Futu Blood Monument, so they deliberately threw out all kinds of treasures that existed in this ancient battlefield to attract a large number of Terran masters to come.

In the end, the humans who enter here will become sacrifices to the Futu Blood Monument.

Of course, all this is still Han Xiao's speculation, but he is sure that it is absolutely not far from ten.

After all, the people who came here, except for the secret of the Futu Blood Tablet from the mouth of the Purple Emperor, it was impossible for anyone else to know, only those ancient demons who survived the ancient era could inherit these memories.

After all, the Void Demon Venerable can breed the Void Demon Boy and the Void Witch in a special way, so it is not difficult to understand that the Floating Demon Venerable, who controls the Futu Blood Tablet, has similar means.

"In other words, inside this broken plane, there really are ancient demons?" Han Xiao frowned.

"Yes, yes, otherwise you think the Futu Blood Monument itself will be so smart? The magic weapon of the ancient demon clan, although it is amazingly powerful, is not a treasure, and it has such a smart weapon spirit as the emperor. The Purple Emperor looked proud.

"Okay, okay, stop bragging. Han Xiao rolled his eyes, at this juncture, he was still in the mood to brag about himself here, how big his heart was!

"Then you can sense it, this ancient demon clan, is it a void demon child?"

"No, the stench of the ancient demon clan is exactly the same, and ten percent of the emperor's strength has gone to ninety-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine, and there is only a trace of spiritual power left, where can I tell it. The Purple Emperor snorted lightly.

"Whether it's or not, you have to get there in time to stop that guy. Han Xiao frowned, secretly praying in his heart that Xiao Xian could wake up in time.

"Tell me, in which direction!"

"No, Han Xiao boy, you retreat now, this emperor can show you a way to leave!" The Purple Emperor said weakly: "Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

"Tell me, in which direction!" Han Xiao frowned.

The big husband has something to do and something not to do.

Now the only one who knows everything and can stop the conspiracy of the ancient demon clan is himself, if he doesn't act, will he wait for the catastrophe to come, and everyone will hug each other to die?

Han Xiao never thought of himself as a saint, but he chose to retreat in order to save his life.

"I'm afraid of you, the Northeast, the Northeast!"

The Purple Emperor sighed, and secretly sighed in his heart: This stinky boy is really exactly the same as the Evil Dragon Emperor, he is cynical on the surface, but in fact he is a good man.

"Hehe, thank you!" Han Xiao stretched out his hand and held the Purple Emperor in his palm, "You go back to the Quartet Qiankun Ding first." ”

"I want you to say it!" The Purple Emperor scorpion swept his tail, turned around, and suddenly turned back and stared at Han Xiao, "Han Xiao boy, are you really not afraid of death?" This emperor knows what you are planning, that little girl who was reincarnated by the Immortal Demon Dao may really be able to restrain that ancient demon clan, but if she really doesn't wake up, you'll be finished!"

"Then I'll take a big gamble. Han Xiao laughed loudly: "I've always been lucky!"

"Hmph, then I wish you good luck!" With a flash of purple light, the Purple Emperor retracted into the Quartet Qiankun Ding, it glanced at Han Xiao deeply, sighed lightly, and sighed secretly in his heart: Hey, when the Evil Dragon Emperor fought against the Heavenly Punishment Dao Spear, he also said the same, and as a result, he died......

The purple light dissipated, and Han Xiao stood up and walked out of the cave.

"It's time to go, there's not much time to delay. Han Xiao clenched his fists, and secretly prayed in his heart: I hope that before this, there will be no accidents for Wenya.

Taking a deep breath, Han Xiao swept towards the northeast, with the revenge of the public who was guarding the entrance of the cave, and swept away quickly.

He didn't know that Xuanyuan Wenya had also been moving in this direction, constantly advancing.

……

Thousands of miles in front of Han Xiao, in a depression, Xuanyuan Wenya was facing a life-and-death crisis.

Her opponents are two extreme third-stage powerhouses!

Xuanyuan Wenya has obtained some inheritance of the Immortal King in the holy land of the Immortal Saint Clan, which can be said to have been reborn, but with her current strength, at most, she is a powerhouse of the third stage of the limit on the other side.

When two of them join forces, it is very dangerous.

The two of them had obviously already tried the taste of the blood essence stone, some of them knew the taste of the marrow, their eyes were full of fanaticism, they stared at Xuanyuan and asked Ya, and laughed strangely, "Hand over the blood essence stone, hand over all your blood essence stones!"

Since Xuanyuan Wenya entered this ancient battlefield, she had always heard a voice in her mind inexplicably, guiding her towards the north, so she had not collected any blood essence stones at all.

Under the joint siege of those two extreme third-stage powerhouses, she narrowly escaped death several times, if it weren't for the fact that she had cultivated the Immortal King's "Divine Pattern Battle Body", she was afraid that she would have died at this moment.

"Heavenly Overlord Fist!"

Hit hard in the back, Xuanyuan Wenya spat out a mouthful of blood and attacked the long-bearded man directly opposite with one move.

The long-bearded man knew how powerful Xuanyuan Wenya was, and he didn't dare to slash it carelessly, and the sword flashed, rising into the sky, exuding an astonishing domineering intent.

Rumble!

The other person was outflanked from the side and punched out, with the power of opening the mountain and splitting the ground.

"Are you going to die here?"

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Xuanyuan Wenya smiled self-deprecatingly, and a figure flashed in his mind. I secretly asked in my heart: Where are you?

Assisting the long-bearded man from the side was a thin old man, and said in a sinister voice: "Don't resist, the two of us join forces, even if it is a master at the level of the Seven Great Princes, it will fall, although your strength is not much inferior to us alone, but it is absolutely impossible to turn the tables, die!"

……

"The energy fluctuations ahead...... It's not good, it's asking Ya to fight people!"

Hundreds of miles away, Han Xiao's speed suddenly accelerated, and he sensed Xuanyuan Wenya's aura.

From afar, Han Xiao saw a sunken piece of earth, with terrifying sword intent and fist intent lingering on it, which lasted for a long time, obviously, this sunken hole was the trace caused by the battle between the two sides.

He stared at it, and saw that a long-bearded swordsman and a lean old man were joining forces to attack Xuanyuan Wenya, these two people had the strength of the early stage of the limit three stages, and if they fought alone, Xuanyuan Wenya might not suffer, but when the two joined forces, it was not something that Xuanyuan Wenya could deal with.

"Look for death!"

The anger in Han Xiao's chest surged wildly, and he burst out of the burning silence, and slashed out with a sword, and the sword aura was like a rainbow.

"Who!" The thin old man reacted quickly and waved his palm to block the sword qi, but the impact on the sword qi still made him take dozens of steps backwards and shake non-stop.

Sou!

A few flickers, Han Xiao appeared next to Xuanyuan Wenya.

"Are you alright?" Seeing that Xuanyuan Wenya was seriously injured, he frowned.

A smile bloomed on Xuanyuan Wenya's face, and he shook his head and said, "It's okay, if you come one step later, I'll be fine." ”

After saying that, a mouthful of blood coughed up again, staining his clothes red.

(End of chapter)