Covering the sky and the sun, it seems that a golden sky is suppressed, presumably this is also the scene when the monkey was suppressed!

Thundered......

The earth shook and the mountains shook, the soil and rocks rolled, and the mountain peaks collapsed with a bang.

Yi Han had disappeared under the golden Buddha's palm.

When the Buddha's palm was raised, I saw a huge Buddha's palm print on the ground, which was vivid.

"Huh?"

Beneath the palm print, there was nothing but a puddle of blood.

Above the void, that face was puzzled again, he obviously saw that the other party was suppressed, but how could it not be, did he run away?

But looking back, how could a small ant who was still a god refining on the other side survive under his palm, and there was absolutely no place to bury him.

With deep doubts, there was another breath shock in the void, and it was not until a minute later that the other party seemed to have lost the trace of Yi Han, and then slowly disappeared.

The mountains were silent, everyone was still unconscious, and no one woke up.

Until half an hour later, someone woke up, only to feel sore, as if they had been ravaged again, that kind of sourness, absolutely unforgettable.

As the first person woke up, soon, everyone woke up one by one.

"What about people, what about people, why are they gone?"

When everyone woke up, they suddenly found that the immortals were gone, and the golden-bodied Arhat was gone.

"Shhh...... This is?"

The huge palm print in front of him came into the eyes of everyone, and at this moment, everyone's hearts were as if they had been punched hard by an iron fist, whether they were surging with blood or cardiac arrest.

"Palm print...... A huge palm print, oh my God, this ......" Someone looked at him in shock, unable to speak, this is a congenital master, he only feels that he is so small in front of this huge palm print.

"There's blood here!" someone had sharp eyes, and in the palm prints, he saw a cloud of blood, and the blood stains had not yet dried.

"It can't be the blood of an immortal, right?" said one in disbelief.

At this moment, everyone's eyes lit up, one by one, like hungry wolves, staring at the pool of blood, this is the blood of an immortal, if you can get a drop, it will definitely be more effective than any pill!

Swish!

Someone couldn't suppress the temptation in his heart, and took the lead and rushed towards the blood.

"The immortal blood is mine, get out of the way of Lao Tzu!" In the crowd, someone shouted angrily, this is a master, the lowest is also the innate realm, he rushed over, jumped directly into the palm print pit, and fought with everyone.

The person who jumped into the pit first suddenly laughed wildly, only to see a touch of blood red on his fingers, "Haha, fairy blood, I got blood......"

However, before the laughter could fall, a cold light flashed, followed by a scream, and the fingers fell and were cut off by someone.

"Stupid guy, I want this finger of yours, you have no opinion!" It was a man about forty years old, and he happened to be holding a bloody finger in his hand.

At the same time, in the big pit, they have been slaughtered, one by one, masters, strong people, at this time, where do they care about face and dignity, and some even lie directly on the ground, like dogs, stretching out their tongues to lick the blood on the ground.

The battle lasted for an hour before it came to an end, and at this time, the place where there was blood had been dug into the ground, leaving nothing behind.

"Haha, I've broken through, I've broken through the innate realm!" At this time, someone suddenly shouted, looking very excited.

Someone recognized that this person seemed to have just grabbed some dirt with fairy blood on it, and then when he saw this person, he swallowed the dirt directly into his stomach.

At this time, this person's breakthrough, isn't it because of the immortal blood, and it is the immortal blood that helps him break through the innate realm.

Many people who didn't grab the blood were red-eyed one by one, and a handful of mud with blood stains would make people break through the innate realm, so what would it be like if it was real immortal blood?

No matter how popular everyone was, the fairy blood was gone, and even the slag with the fairy blood was robbed clean.

Yan Wang and Fang Juntang stared at the big pit in front of them, Fang Cai and the two didn't make a move, not because they didn't want to, but they couldn't rush in at all, all the people present were masters, even Fang Juntang, a congenital powerhouse, didn't grab anything because he shot too late. The two looked at each other, then left at the same time.

When everyone was fighting, no one noticed that a hundred and ten meters away, a figure quietly appeared, putting away the decapitated corpse on the ground.

This person is Yi Han, but he is the fourth body, as for Yi Han himself, he is still underground.

Before, the huge Buddha palm was suppressed, Yi Han was locked, and with his last strength, he finally captured the monk's Yuan Shen, and at this time, the Buddha palm was suppressed.

As a result, Yi Han was suppressed below.

However, at this moment, the Jiusheng Stone exerted its anti-heaven effect, directly breaking through the blockade of the palm, and then taking this opportunity, Yi Han escaped into the ground.

Underground, one hundred and ten meters below, a figure was quietly falling into the soil, and around the figure, there were nine colors of light surging, like a cocoon of light.

Yi Han fell into a coma, this time it can be said that Yi Han was the most seriously injured in history, if it wasn't for the Jiusheng Stone breaking through the blockade at the critical moment, I was afraid that Yi Han would directly become a puddle of flesh.

Rao is like this, at this time, Yi Han's bones are also shattered all over his body, and the Yuan Shen is almost collapsed.

At this moment, another figure appeared. I saw the figure, his hands pinched, and then a nine-colored light flew out and landed in the palm of the man's hand.

"Close!"

The next moment, the figure that fell in the dirt disappeared.

Yandu, the royal palace.

King Yan was walking back and forth, his brows were like a taut rope, tight.

"How is it, is there any news, is there any news from the immortals?" a little eunuch walked in, and King Yan immediately asked.

"Your Majesty, there is no news for the time being!"

King Yan was disappointed, and said again: "Search, continue to search, if you don't find the immortals, you don't have to come back." ”

The Fang family's mansion was brightly lit, and I saw Fang Juntang sitting on the top, flanked by a group of masters of the Fang family.

"Family Master, is Shangxian really dead?"

Fang Juntang shook his head slowly, "I can't be sure yet, but one thing is certain, he must have been injured, it's a pity that he couldn't grab a drop of blood today!"

Thinking of this, Fang Juntang regretted it a lot, because today, in Yandu City, there are many people who have broken through, and these people, all of them, are soaring in strength because of taking immortal blood.

You must know that although Yi Han is only a cultivator who refines the gods and returns to the virtual realm, he has eaten countless divine medicines before, and many of them have not been fully absorbed, which also causes Yi Han itself to be like a treasure medicine, so the blood in his body naturally contains divinity.

"Are you looking for me?"

In the palace, in a study, King Yan was about to fall asleep, when suddenly a voice sounded in his ears, and the frightened King Yan almost screamed.

After thinking about it carefully, this voice was the voice of the immortals, and King Yan turned from surprise to joy, "The immortals ......"