Stealing the ghost hand from the front is extremely risky, but attacking from behind is risk-free!
Shortly after Xia Houchun left, Li Hanxue directly knocked down the desolate warrior and threw him into the holy king's space. He transformed into the desolate warrior and quietly waited for Xia Houchun's return.
Xia Houchun cautiously entered the ancestral mausoleum of the Dafan Ancient Clan, looking around for fear of being followed behind him. In fact, with his cultivation level, unless Long Lord, even a saint like Li Hanxue would not be able to quietly follow him behind his back.
be found.
Xia Houchun behaved like this simply because the ghost hand was too important to allow any mistakes.
He reached into the depths of the ancestral mausoleum and drilled a hundred feet deep into the cemetery. In a grotto filled with red light, there was a blue crystal disk with a black left hand inlaid in the center of the disk.
It is the treasure of the Dafan Ancient Clan!
Xia Houchun stared at the ghost hand with a cautious look on his face, "This thing is the treasure of my clan. That girl Gongsun Qing threatened me several times and tried to force me to hand over this thing, but I didn't give it to her."
Xia Houchun's eyes showed hatred, "Damn it! If it weren't for the Hongchen Sect, our Dafan Ancient Clan wouldn't have fallen to this point. It would be great if this thing could kill Gongsun Qing, eh..." Xia Houchun sighed.
With a cry, he knew that this was impossible. He could not take this risk. Even if the power of the ghost hand could kill Gongsun Qing, if one Gongsun Qing died, the Hongchen Sect would still have thousands of Gongsun Qings sent to Brahma.
They came to the secret realm to take over the Great Fangu Clan. The Great Fangu Clan has actually become a
In reality, the people have been reduced to the practice objects kept in captivity by the Hongchen Sect.
After Xia Houchun took out the ghost hand from the blue crystal disk, he quickly rushed to the Holy Land of Brahma.
"Clan leader!" When Xia Houchun was passing by Wuwei Mountain, he suddenly heard someone calling him.
When Xia Houchun saw that it was the wild warrior who reported the news, he couldn't help but be surprised, "Why are you still staying in Wuwei Mountain? Why don't you go back to the Holy Land?"
Li Hanxue looked up and did not see the ghost hand on Xia Houchun. He thought to himself, "This guy probably hid the ghost hand in the Holy Lord's space. That's all. When he goes to the Holy Land, in order to deal with the Five Sacred Lords, he will naturally use it."
Use ghost hands. Then I will take action again!"
Li Hanxue responded quickly: "Yes, patriarch!"
After Xia Houchun left, Li Hanxue hid her aura and rushed back to the Great Brahma Holy Land in front of Xia Houchun at a faster speed.
At this time, the Holy Monarch of the Five Mountains was still fighting fiercely with many holy monks. Dozens of holy monks united, and the Holy Monarch of the Five Mountains could not take much advantage for a while. However, after all, these holy monks were no match for the Holy Monarch of the Five Mountains. Gradually, one by one,
be disintegrated.
When Li Hanxue arrived, eleven holy monks had been beheaded by the Five Sacred Lords, resulting in heavy losses.
"Sir, you are back." The Holy Lord of the Five Mountains said while fighting, "Have you got the ghost hand?"
Li Hanxue said: "Not yet, but it will be soon. You continue to fight and don't stop."
"Yes, sir."
The Holy Monarch of the Five Mountains fought harder, and in the blink of an eye, three more holy monks were killed. The entire holy land was in chaos, the holy monks were killed, and all the believers and warriors in the holy land turned pale and let out weird screams.
For them, the holy monk is a kind of faith. Now that faith has collapsed, and faith has been wiped out like a chicken, how can they remain calm?
In the Holy Sacrifice Tower, the saints who were half-clothed and had been reduced to playthings for a long time had complicated expressions when they saw the saint monks being killed. Some of the saints showed a trace of joy on their faces, and this joy, accompanied by pain, turned into
Salty tears flowed down. These decades of imprisonment, decades of pain without seeing the light of day, and decades of torture day and night all ended with the sword of the Holy Lord of the Five Mountains. They seemed to gain something from it.
Reached liberation.
But this relief is only temporary.
Some saints clapped their hands and laughed like crazy, "Haha, die well, die well! Evil will be punished, God has finally opened his eyes, and you too will have this day! Hahaha..." There are also some saints,
But they looked like they were lost. It is true that the death of the holy monks was a great relief. But they had been accustomed to that kind of life, and the sudden end made them feel confused and uneasy. After the death of these holy monks,
, what will be their fate? She
They don't know, and no one knows.
Within a moment, two more holy monks died. So far, sixteen holy monks had been killed, and the Great Brahma Holy Land suffered heavy losses.
"Damn it! Where did this guy come from, the God of Plague! He is so powerful!" A holy monk was shocked and angry.
"If this continues, we will be slaughtered by him."
"Didn't you send someone to invite the clan leader? Why hasn't he come yet?"
"Stop!" he said to Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrived.
Xia Houchun flew from the sky. Seeing this, all the holy monks breathed a sigh of relief, "He's finally here!"
Xia Houchun quickly landed on the ground and stared at the Five Sacred Lords coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "How dare you kill my Holy Monk of the Holy Land? I can't spare you today!"
"Sir, is the ghost hand still in Xia Houchun's hand?" The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains hurriedly sent a message.
Li Hanxue said: "No, it's still on him."
The Holy Lord of the Five Mountains didn't know that the ghost hand had incredible power, so he had no fear in his heart. He glared at Xia Houchun and snorted coldly: "It's just you? Can you do it? Nearly a hundred saints in your holy land can't do anything to me. You're a piece of shit."
What can the old man do to me?"
"You wanton fanatic, let's see how I kill you!" Xia Houchun didn't talk nonsense, let alone test. After seeing more than ten holy monks die, there was no need to test.
He directly opened the Holy King's space, and the dark ghost hand was revealed.
Seeing this, all the saintly monks looked happy, "The patriarch has indeed taken out the treasure of the clan. With this dark left hand, this troublemaker will definitely die!"
"He killed more than ten of our companions and should have died long ago!"
"Clan leader, kill him!"
Xia Houchun's big hand reached into the Holy Lord's space and took out the ghost hand.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A bolt of snow-white sword light flashed forward and sank into Xia Houchun's wrist.
A heartbreaking pain came from his arm. Xia Houchun was shocked and saw that his left hand had fallen down together with the ghost hand.
"No!" Xia Houchun quickly grabbed the ghost hand with his right hand.
However, at this time, a black shadow flashed past and swept away the ghost hand directly in front of Xia Houchun.
The holy monks did not expect such a sudden change, and they were all stunned.
Xia Houchun did not expect that this person would be the wild warrior who reported the news.
"You are not from my clan, who are you? Give back the clan's treasures!" Xia Houchun yelled.
"Finally got it!" Li Hanxue was secretly happy. He could feel that this ghost hand still contained powerful power. Li Hanxue changed back to his original appearance and said with a smile: "Chief Xia, this is not possible. This thing falls into