Long time ago.

The Eternal Life Association has developed a medicine called the Blood of God.

This medicine is divided into three types: α, β, and γ. Alpha potion can improve combat effectiveness, β potion can prolong human lifespan, γ potion is the most magical. As long as the human brain is not destroyed, the death time will not exceed six.

It can be saved in an hour.

Wang Han watched helplessly as a dying person in front of him actually survived.

And the aura is even more violent than before.

There is no difference between this Damn and the Resurrection Magnetic Sword.

Looking back at the beginning, my sister Chi Yinan, who spoke in a coquettish voice, came back from the dead through this medicine.

Looking at it today, this potion is even stronger than before.

Not only can it make people live, but it is also a little more fucking stronger than just now.

Yamahonda Shin's face turned gloomy and glanced at Jie Zhaodi lying on the ground.

Then he turned his eyes on Wang Han.

"What are some more help now? Let me see it!"

Wang Han took a few steps back and swept the body of Bao Yuanwu in the distance.

Rub your feet.

Pick up a gun.

The warrior thought Wang Han was going to shoot at him.

Lift up the samurai sword and prepare to block the bullets!

Unexpectedly, Wang Han pretended to fire two shots and sent him over to Bao Yuanwu's body with bullets.

Bao Yuanwu's body was directly beaten into a sieve.

Yamahonda Mitsuki swept towards the direction where Wang Han shot. The light was not very bright at this moment, so I could only see a rough look through the moonlight.

"Take a corpse to vent your anger? This is not what you call people in the world! You don't talk about morality!"

"Shut up! How many of you little Bagas are there in morality? Are you worthy of saying the word morality?"

Yamahonda sneered.

"History is written by the winner! We will eventually be the winner, and history will be written by us. When we say that morality is ours, it must be ours!"

Wang Han gave Meng Bizhi a look. Meng Bizhi hugged Jie Zhaodi, and Wang Han put Baili Chunlei on Meng Bi's back and asked him to take him away first.

Baili Chunlei wanted to say something, but Wang Han decisively pushed him.

Wang Han looked into the distance.

Yamahonda Mitsuki held the pager and sent a message on the spot, "Inject the potion! The second team acted as planned!"

With the injection of the drug!

The opponent's combat power surged!

Luo Changge and his men gradually became weaker.

Yamahonda looked at Wang Han with a glossy face.

"Are there any other trump cards?"

A life-and-death situation!

Wang Han reached out and touched it in his pocket.

He took out a cigarette and lit one.

Then he took out his cell phone.

He took a cell phone and took a photo at the moon in the sky.

After thinking about it, I sent it to Su Qi.

Just as I was about to stuff my phone into my pocket, the phone vibrated.

Su Qi replied with a photo.

The gentle breeze blows across the face to tease the hair, with a messy beauty.

Wang Han smiled and stuffed his phone into his pocket.

The Qi bottle fell into his hands quietly.

There is also a terrifying Chaoyuan Realm Qi body hidden inside!

It's over here!

Then go crazy!

Vitality is achieved through hard work!

As long as you are alive!

Only then will everything be possible!

Yamahonda Hiroshi was not in a hurry at this time, and looked at Wang Han with a smile on his face.

"I heard that killing the son of destiny can plunder his luck! But there is also a legend that if you cannot kill the son of destiny, you will be cursed by God! You will never have a good end in your life! So I thought of a way to win!

You hurt yourself almost! Let’s pick the fruits again!”

Wang Han pinched the Qi bottle with his hands!

"Xiao Baga! Are you having a big dream!"

Just as he was about to take action, Yamahonda Hiroshi laughed coldly, "Look back!"

Wang Han swept his eyes.

I found that the group was escorting Qinghe, Taishu Tibetan Dian, Li Gousheng, Jie Zhaodi, who had fainted just now and Baili Chunlei.

The mania in Wang Han's eyes boiled directly.

far away!

Luo Changge and others saw that Wang Han was surrounded!

The others were brought out as threats and gathered here desperately.

Yamahonda glanced at him, and still had a confident smile on his face, "Friend, it's time to show up! Victory is right in front of him! There's no need to be undercover again!"

No one answered.

Yamahonda Mitsu frowned, cleared her throat and spoke again, "Friends, you can show up and enjoy the victory..."

Wang Han pointed at Bao Yuanwu not far away, "Your friend was just sieve!"

Yamahonda Hiroshi was stunned!

He stared at Wang Han with gloomy eyes, and then he realized why Wang Han inexplicably shot at a corpse.

The couple was afraid that they would resurrect Bao Yuanwu.

Luo Changge and others had already rushed towards this side.

"Stop!"

Yamahonda Hiroshi roared.

Luo Changge and everyone is still fighting!

Yamahonda Mitsuki took a knife and pushed it to the Taishen Teng, who was still in a coma, "I said! Stop!"

Luo Changge, Yue Hongzhuo, Qu Tongtian, and Shentu Lihuo in the fight then stopped.

All four of them were hung up.

Gasping heavily.

Yamahonda Hiroshi stared at Wang Han.

"Put yourself a palm! Hit hard! It will cause bleeding!"

Wang Han’s palm holds the Qi bottle.

The knife in Yamahonda Hiroshi suddenly pierced Uncle Tai's chest.

"I asked you to do it on yourself!!! Can't you hear it?"

Uncle Taizang Dian Ruanru fell to the ground.

Wang Han's eyes were bloodshot!

"Yamamoto! I'm your ancestor!"

The knife in Yamahonda Hiroshi once again pressed against Li Gousheng.

"I don't want to say it again! Don't say more! Say one more! I'll kill one more! Hit yourself! Pay attention to strength! It's not good to be too heavy, and it's not good to be too light! If you dare to beat yourself to death
To be continued...