() As soon as the man finished speaking, Shishan slapped him, spinning the man's body in the air, and then hit the stone pillar.

"Shua"

As soon as the man fell down, Shishan came in front of him, stretched out his hand and tore off his arm, then the other arm, and then the two legs.

Everyone couldn't bear to look at the talented person in Shishan. This thing was either a human being or a beast, a lion.

"Let him live and let him see his family being destroyed with his own eyes. We can't kill all the relatives, just his king. Does he think he is loyal to his king? I tell you, there are only eternal interests in this world.

"

"When your king surrenders, I will ask him to order your execution. All your relatives and friends will be punished for your stupidity today. Because of your choice, more people will bleed!" Han Hui's voice

It's very light, but it has a different kind of coldness that penetrates people's hearts.

"What are your options? This is your last chance!"

"I am willing to surrender!"

"I am willing to surrender!"

"This slave has met his master!"

??????

The remaining sixteen envoys knelt down one by one and bowed their heads to Han Hui.

"Very good, I will send people to follow you. Your task is very simple, which is to tell your king and ask him to gather his troops, and then we will set up a trap. You will lead your people into the trap and destroy the vitality of your kingdom in one fell swoop.

If you capture your king, the country will be in ruins, and the people of the province will not be able to survive due to successive wars.

The rest of the matter can be easily solved. Everyone is restrained by Han Hui, telling them not to leak what happened today.

Then, he opened the city gates and spread the word to the world in the name of the royal family. King Fengyu abdicated and was named King Anle, and the whole country honored the saint.

Han Hui's strategy is to kill many countries. These countries do not have emperors, and he is not the emperor, but is the actual ruler. In this way, he can accept the dragon energy in the void and follow the national master.

The operating methods are similar.

At the beginning, the king surrendered, which represented the withdrawal of the dragon energy. Han Hui could instantly feel the bulge, but the people in the world didn't know it yet, and the country had completely fallen, so Han Hui could not be regarded as the master of the country.

Since he couldn't absorb the dragon energy now, he went to stroll around the royal family's treasure house. What he wanted to see most was the Hell's Bell Flower.

"Yang Xiaotian, you are not bad. The Fengyu royal family is indeed rich. There are so many good things. I heard that you have the Hell's Bell Flower? Get it for me and let me take a look." Han Hui said to Yang Xiaotian who was accompanying him.

Yang Xiaotian said respectfully and modestly: "Master, thank you for your praise. I don't have anything good here. The Hell's Bell Flower is inside. I will get it for you right away!"

As he spoke, his body swayed and he entered the depths of the treasure house. Not long after, he walked out quickly holding an inky jade box.

"Master, here is the Hell Bell Flower, but the Hell Bell Flower is extremely poisonous. It is said that the most mysterious thing is its root, which can connect to the hell in the underworld and extract the death energy that destroys souls in the hell. People in the realm of life and death

If you smell this kind of smell, you will die immediately." Yang Xiaotian said.

Han Hui found the jade box, silently sensed the aura in it, and then said to Yang Xiaotian: "Where did you get the Hell's Bell Flower?"

"This is the owner of Xinglong Inn. It was originally given to the late emperor as a gift for the founding of Fengyu!" Yang Xiaotian replied respectfully.

"The owner of Xinglong Inn? Who is the owner of Xinglong Inn?" Han Hui asked.

"I don't know either. When Fengyu first established the country, this man had already opened Fengyu Inn in the royal capital. Now it is said that he is still alive and has unfathomable magical powers." Yang Xiaotian replied.

Han Hui nodded silently. This Fengyu Inn is indeed mysterious. It can move the hot springs and the maids inside have a large number of monks.

Of course he didn't want to provoke this mysterious existence now, so he practiced silently in the capital city, and obtained a total of hundreds of Pure Yang Pills from Linghu Ming and others.

This made Han Hui feel like he got rich overnight. He stored the elixirs in his small world and began to ripen large quantities of medicinal herbs. Over time, after each medicinal herb matured, it was refined into a foundation-building elixir.

Foundation-building monks were born one after another and began to devour the black substance in the fused lake without light. Although he was now able to ripen the medicinal materials much faster, he was even more unable to overdraw.

In the past, there were no monks in his body, and one Pure Yang Pill was enough to make up for it. Now, there are hundreds of millions of monks in his body, and ten Pure Yang Pills cannot make up for this overdraft.

However, if he does not overdraw, he will recover very quickly. After all, these people can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth. Although they are in the foundation building realm, they are almost edible.

Half a month later, Zhen Fengyu already knew that the real owner of Fengyu was Han Hui, the saint who ruled Xiliang and Shishan.

Now, this saint was going to rule Fengyu again. After all Fengyu people knew about this, Han Hui, who was sitting cross-legged in the depths of the palace, opened his eyes.

A huge amount of dragon energy descended from somewhere, and hundreds of millions of monks in Han Hui's body began to suck it in desperately. A giant dragon shrank and disappeared without sustaining it for long.

At the moment when the dragon disappeared, Han Hui saw a bald head appearing from the depths of nothingness, with a pair of eyes shining extremely brightly, as if to spy on himself.

"Gate to the Nine Lands!"

Han Hui shouted loudly, his body twisted, and turned into the shape of a portal. His body is now made up of particles, and it is integrated with the dream world.

He turned into the gate of the Nine Earths and hid under the Nine Earths. As if he had disappeared, he felt a hint of gloomy surprise in the bald man's eyes.

Then, all the images disappeared, and the gate of the Nine Lands, transformed by Han Hui, rotated, and the portal twisted layer by layer, transforming into Han Hui again.

"Is this a Buddha? I feel a strong Buddhist spirit in him, which is stronger than the tens of billions of people in me combined." There was a look of shock in Han Hui's eyes.

It's hard to say whether this bald man is a so-called Buddha, and he doesn't know what the definition of Buddha is, but this person should be a powerful Buddhist.

Being able to appear near Tianlong, use a pair of eyes to peer through the void, and feel the existence of Han Hui. If Han Hui hadn't been born from a fungus and understood the Gate of Nine Earths, he would have been doomed this time.

"It seems that I have to be more careful when absorbing dragon energy in the future. Do I have to drain a giant dragon every time I absorb dragon energy? Are these dragons real dragons?" Han Hui also had many questions in his mind.

After escaping from prying eyes, Han Hui had many guesses in his mind. In the mysterious place, the bald man who peeked at Han Hui had doubts in his eyes.

"Who is he? Is it an extraterrestrial demon who has come back to the world? It shouldn't be possible? The seal of the World Honored One has not been loosened at all. These heavenly dragons are the foundation for the master to unite the eight heavenly dragon realms. They are treated like this again and again.

How can I explain the theft to the master? No, I have to send someone to check it out!" The monk said, stroking his scalp.

"Iron Shoulder!" The monk's voice spread far away.

A monk with a strong build and especially broad shoulders stepped forward. There were clouds under his feet. He came to the monk and saluted respectfully: "Disciple Tiejian has seen the holy-eyed Arhat!"

This monk is an Arhat, not the Buddha Han Hui imagined!

"Iron shoulder, I want you to go out and see what changes have taken place in the world. Are there any people who practice the magic of swallowing demons? It is best to find some emperors. If you don't become an emperor, even if there are unparalleled demonic attacks, you will not be able to absorb them.

Dragon Qi!" Holy Eyed Arhat ordered.

"Disciple respects the decree of the law!" Tie Jian saluted again, turned around and stepped on the clouds, disappearing in a fluttery manner.

Han Hui didn't know that someone was checking him. He was holding two magic weapons in his hands. One of the two magic weapons was a moon-shaped jade plate, and the other was a small and exquisite mountain peak.

"These two magic weapons are very powerful. My sister has seen the restrictions on them. Let's crack them and see if they can be merged into one magic weapon!" Han Hui threw both magic weapons into his mouth and said this to the surprise of outsiders.

Extremely so.

Each magic weapon is an individual entity, how can it be fused into one?

However, Hanhui has the furnace of creation and the cauldron of eternity. The furnace of creation can refine all magic weapons, and the cauldron of eternity can engrave all restrictions. The most difficult thing is the will in the magic weapon. He plans to use the will of Xuanyuan Dao to exist in it.

.
Chapter completed!