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- If bitterness can be described by taste, then Linlong¡¯s current bitterness can be described by coptis.
Han Sanqian frowned strangely: "What do you mean?"
"Do you know who are buried here?" Linlong said with a bitter smile.
"I don't know." Han Sanqian shook his head.
"Let's talk about Cheng Yongshi first. Two hundred million years ago, there was no True God Family in the Everlasting Sea at that time, and Cheng Shiyong was one of the three true gods in the Bafang World. As for this Liang Han, he was a famous pioneer in the Bafang World. God, and Fujuntian, the third true god of Fujia.¡±
"And the following ones, they have great backgrounds. Each of them has been a famous figure in the Bafang world. Han Sanqian, is this the trash that that person calls?"
Linlong shook his head and smiled bitterly. Anyone here is a very important figure, and he is also a true god with a high reputation in the world of Bafang.
Han Sanqian also stood completely dumbfounded. He could not have imagined that the bunch of trash that the voice was talking about could actually be these big guys.
It¡¯s not that Han Sanqian is in trouble, or that they can¡¯t lift the knife, it¡¯s that Han Sanqian never expected it.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the world of the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book would be the place where so many true gods finally fell." Linlong said incredulously.
"Why are they here?" Han Sanqian asked.
"Perhaps, for them, becoming the true god of the Bafang World also means that they are invincible in the Bafang World. Therefore, the Bahuang Tianshu, something outside the world, may be their pursuit, but they did not expect that here, But it also became the place where their lives ended." Linlong shook his head and sighed.
"No wonder the true gods of the Bafang world always disappear without knowing it. Perhaps, even their families don't know why they suddenly disappeared."
Han Sanqian sighed.
But besides sighing for them, Han Sanqian's heart suddenly felt like a huge mountain was weighing on him.
How confident I was just now, now I feel so helpless and hesitant.
With so many big shots hanging here, what confidence does Han Sanqian have to get out of here? !
"Han Sanqian, I feel so cold." Linlong looked at Han Sanqian quietly and said.
Seeing the tombs of so many great gods, Linlong lost all confidence.
"I think so too." Han Sanqian was extremely embarrassed.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s the cold surrounding the tomb, or if there¡¯s a dragon in my heart.
After a while, Han Sanqian smiled softly: "Then I still have to play with it to the end."
Seeing Linlong's confusion, Han Sanqian smiled and said: "So many great gods are coming here. What does it mean? It means that the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book may not just record the names of the true gods. It must have something transcendent, so , will make them flock to you.¡±
"You are sure, but the problem is, they all died here, you" Linlong shook his head.
These ancient true gods are far more powerful than any of the current true gods, and even exaggeratedly, they can beat three of them one at a time, because the spiritual energy of the Bafang world has become thinner and thinner over thousands of years, and the further back, the harder it is to cultivate to a higher level. high level. Secondly, true gods are also divided into unknown ones and those with outstanding military exploits.
Especially for true gods such as Zhang Juntian, they are unparalleled war gods who can destroy the demon clan.
"Haha, it took them a long time to see it, and what about me? Nothing in this world can stop me, Han Sanqian." Han Sanqian smiled confidently.
No matter how difficult it is here, Han Sanqian will get out alive. There will never be a place for Han Sanqian in the grave here.
Because Su Yingxia and Nian'er are still waiting for him.
"Come on." Han Sanqian looked at the sky in the gap in the bamboo forest with confidence.
And almost at this moment, the mountain rain was about to come, the whole sky changed color, and black clouds rolled in. It was still bright just now, but now it was like day and night.
In the bamboo forest, it started to become dark and frighteningly dark.
At this moment, Han Sanqian heard the rustle of fallen leaves in the bamboo forest.
Han Sanqian took a closer look. In several graves, the tomb grass was swaying slightly, and the fallen leaves on the graves were moving. Then, ghost hands stretched out from the graves, grabbing the ground and dragging their own remains. The body slowly crawled out.
"Oops!" Linlong felt cold. These people crawling out of the graves are obviously the souls of the dead true gods. It is obviously very difficult to deal with them!
Han Sanqian has the same palmKhan, he has never fought against the True God and knows nothing about the True God's abilities. Although these are dead souls, Han Sanqian has no idea what kind of abilities they have or how much energy they have inherited during their lifetime. Know.
With the Pangu ax in his hand, Han Sanqian no longer cared so much and directly launched the attack.
In just a moment, Han Sanqian was in the bamboo forest, fighting with those ghosts.
A few minutes later, Han Sanqian's eyes suddenly moved, and he suddenly retracted his body. Then, with an incredible posture, he rushed to the top of the bamboo forest.
"Han Sanqian, what are you doing?" Linlong asked curiously.
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