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Chapter 97 Iron Sword

Fang Hui is extremely calm, just watching Han Ze so. 【】

Han Ze was injured, because the ancient corpse in that space was too horrible. Even if Han Ze was strong enough today, he still suffered a lot.

Han Ze has a terrible wound on his shoulders. He almost torn off Han Ze's entire arm. You can even see Han Ze's shoulder Bai Sen's bone.

Han Ze's dark blood water mixed with coal fluffs, it looked extremely embarrassed.

Moreover, the true gas in Han Ze is almost exhausted, and there is little physical strength. Instead of being other people, maybe he has already died in it, and it is impossible to live.

Han Ze couldn't think of it, in that space, it would actually be a corpse.

Although there is a pile of spiritual ore in that abyss, Han Ze has no strength to enter the abyss today.

On the side, Luo Yan was also ashamed, and almost only two black and white eyes could be recognized.

Even if Luo Yan's mind is firm enough, at this time, it is still shocked.

The experience of these days has subverted his perception of this world.

"Brother, what else is nonsense with this boy, just grabbing it." Fang Hao said, if it wasn't for his limbs, he had already rushed to kill Han Ze at this time.

"Shut your mouth!" Fang Hui whispered, a powerful momentum on his body exuded.

"How about deciding or deciding to die." Fang Hui looked at Han Ze. "I don't have time to spend more with you and give you one minute to decide. I know you are extraordinary, but now you, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body, in your body

Is there a little bit left? "

The dozen people behind Fang Hui were international mercenaries, and he brought back from abroad.

It was originally he found some of the spirit mines from it, but he didn't want Fang Hao to come here again to present the elders of the family.

This time he came to return the batch of spiritual minerals to Beijing.

"I decided to say." Han Ze didn't hesitate, and immediately said.

At this time, for Han Ze, it is really not suitable for fighting again. Now he needs enough rest to restore the true gas in his body.

"But you have to let this kid leave first, otherwise I wouldn't say anything." Han Ze said.

"Yes." Fang Hui replied.

Later, Fang Hui waved his hand and immediately stepped forward. The rope made of special materials tied Han Ze.

There are many practitioners and warriors in the Fang family. Naturally, they also know the horror of these characters.

Later, Fang Hui took a elixir to let Han Ze swallow.

"Before you say something, I am afraid that you must swallow this elixir." Fang Hui's hands were a pea -sized dark red elixir.

Han Ze didn't ask what elixir it was, and swallowed it very well.

boom!

The moment the elixir entered the abdomen, Han Ze felt a coolness in the sea of ​​Qi.

"Originally, it was the elixir that temporarily suppressed Qihai." Han Ze sneered.

Such a elixir may suppress the sea of ​​qi, but if you want to suppress Han Ze's qi sea, it is impossible.

Han Ze's current qi sea has dozens of times the size of the same level.

Fang Hui checked Han Ze's Qi Hai, and smiled: "Sure enough, Grandpa's elixir is very powerful, no matter what kind of qi sea can be sealed."

Fang Hao came over to drive the wheelchair, and the arm of the motion of the motion must be shot towards Han Ze.

"Stop it." Fang Hui glanced coldly, "Before I asked something, no one could move him."

At this time, Han Ze didn't want to talk more at this time, but just closed his eyes and started to slowly recover his true gas.

As soon as Fang Hui was drinking, Fang Hao had to stop and glared at Han Ze: "One day I will kill you."

Han Ze was as if he didn't hear, his complexion was as usual.

Then Fang Hui and others got on the car and took Han Ze away.

Luo Yan stood in place, almost covered with coal, and only two eyes could be distinguished. After the vehicle left for a moment, he flashed into the mountains and forests.

Han Ze was tied up by a rope made by special materials, placed in the car, and beside him, there was a mercenary with a gun on the left and right, the front pilot position in front, and the two mercenaries who drove.

At this time, Han Ze was empty and empty, without desire and no desire. When he was running the imperial tactics, he slowly returned to his true gas.

Although Han Ze's rings have some nine -level medicinal solution, which can be used to restore the true gas, he cannot use it now.

The speed of the car is not fast and did not enter the urban area. Instead, it stopped in a small manor outside the urban area.

Han Ze's consciousness swept away, and soon figured out the sentry of the post.

"Go in." In the manor, an iron door was opened, and a mercenary pushed Han Ze in.

In addition to a layer of plastic on the ground, this room is made of metal elsewhere, and Han Ze can feel that the entire house has been connected to high -voltage electricity.

Although Han Ze is not weak now, he can't touch such a high -voltage current. Obviously, this place is used to specifically detain the repair.

Entering this place, Han Ze is a bit free.

At this time, the true qi in Han Ze's body had returned to 30 %, but Han Ze knew that Fang Hui was also a master. These true gas was far from enough.

Subsequently, Han Ze took out a small bottle and nine medicines and took it down. While the aura recovered, took out the black iron sword and looked at it.

The iron sword has more than two feet long, the whole body is dark, and it has not been corroded. There are some small holes in the sword body, and the whole body is rusty.

But that's such a decaying sword, actually starting very heavy, with a lot of pounds.

Oh!

Han Ze's arm shook, and a roar came from the iron sword. If the dragon was groaning, it was extremely different.

"It seems that there are too many secrets on the earth." Han Ze whispered to himself, because Rao had seen countless magic soldiers and sharp blades. At this time, he couldn't determine the order of this broken sword.

"How can you be a weapon of a Taoist practitioner?" Han Ze said to himself, and felt a little incredible.

Because the birth of a Taoist practitioner requires a large amount of resources, even if the resources of the entire earth today are not enough, it is not enough to give birth to a practitioner like that.

According to the level of civilization on the source star, at least it must reach the constellation civilization, so that the conditions for the strong people to be born in the borders, because the strong on the Taoist realm may only be shot the horror of the planet.

And human beings on the planet are now extremely developed, but they are still in national civilization.

In national civilization, it is a planetary civilization, and then a star civilization, and then the constellation civilization.

On the earth, if no accidents have occurred, all practitioners will stop in the realm of God, because although Earth is a resource to cultivate the strong realm of the divine realm, the level of civilization is too low.

Breaking the realm of God, because there is no relevant method.

But for Han Ze, as long as there is enough cultivation resources, it is easy to enter the realm of higher than the god of Huahua.

In this case, there was a weapon of a co -Taoist strong on the earth, which really made Han Ze a bit puzzled, because even if the earth and the earth have a strong aura, it is impossible to give birth to the Taoist practitioners.

Then, then

Time passed one minute and one second, Han Ze's Qi Qi has returned to 80 %.

Boom!

At this moment, the thick iron door of the room was opened.

"Let's go, our boss wants to ask." The mercenary said in Huaxia and pointed at Han Ze with a re -gun.

It is very powerful to come back to the gun, and it is impossible for Han Ze's practice today. It is still impossible to resist.

Han Ze didn't say a lot, standing straight up.

Soon, Han Ze came to the backyard.

"Huh?" As soon as Han Ze stepped into the yard, he felt a very strong aura fluctuation.

Immediately, Han Ze turned his eyes towards a box not far away.

That box is carved by stone, and there are some strange lines engraved on it, which can seal most of the aura.

Beying next to the box, there is still an old man standing.

The old man wore a loose practice suit, and his hair had to be white, and his long hair was fixed with a bun.

At this moment he carried his hands and stood against Han Ze.

By the side of the old man, Fang Hui is also respectful.

"Say, say everything you experience in that mine." The old man spoke, his voice was bright, full of breath.

Han Ze smiled and said, "If I don't say it."

If Han Ze's true anger has not recovered, then he is definitely not the opponent of this old man, but now Han Ze has no scruples.

"Oh?" The old man slowly turned around and looked at Han Ze's eyes: "I admit that you can kill Fang Rongfang Gui, you really have a good strength, but in front of me, people like you also are also you like you.

It's just an ant. "

The old man was still carrying his hands, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

For more than a hundred years, now he only needs to go to the door to enter the realm of turning the god of God.

There are records in ancient books that the realm of God can carry the heavens and the earth, and go to the earth. From ancient times to the present, there are very few people who have reached this realm.

Originally, Fang Shang felt that he could not enter the realm of the god of God all his life, because entering the realm of the god of God, he needed to make breakthroughs in places with extremely strong aura, and transformed all the true qi into divine power.

And on the earth, you can't find that place at all.

But now, he was found to be a small half -square spirit mine. As long as he uses special means to inspire all the aura in the spirit ore, he is likely to enter the realm of the gods through those rich aura.

Han Ze looked at Fang Shangdao: "Is there a spirit mine in that box? I can't think of me running in vain, the Ling Mine is here."

Han Ze couldn't think of it. When he entered the mine, he almost lost his life. I saw some sesame -sized spirit mines, and now I have such a small half -square spirit mine in front of myself.

"Oh?" Fang Shang squinted slightly, and said: "Do you want this spirit mine too?"

Han Ze smiled and answered: "What do you think?"

"Presumably, you know what kind of existence you are talking about!" Fang Hui said, his body was really angry, and his cold killing intention spread.
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