Han’s Immortal Path

　　 Three months later, a certain azure sea area.

　　 Thousands of miles are cloudless, the sea breeze is gusting, and a group of white seagulls flies high in the sky.

　　 A blue light appeared in the sky, and it flew towards here quickly.

Not long after, the blue light stopped on a deserted island more than a hundred miles away. The blue light converged, revealing a three-foot-long blue flying boat. The surface of the blue flying boat was cyan light. Han Daoyuan and other six monks were standing on the blue flying boat. .

The terrain of the desert island is high in the south and low in the north. There is a lake of more than ten acres in the center. The vegetation on the island is dense, but there is no one inhabited.

　　 "It's here, it's finally here."

　　 Han Daoxian pointed to the desert island below, and said with some excitement.

　　 "Now that we are in the place, let's go down to hunt for treasures! Hope to find some treasures."

　　 A tall middle-aged man suggested, his tone of voice calm.

　　 Both sides have their own thoughts, and both hide their breath.

　　 Han Dao Jie Fa Jue pinched, the blue flying boat slowly landed, landing in a narrow valley.

There are a lot of weeds growing in the valley, and there is a three-foot-large hole not far away, and there are many green moss growing near the hole.

　　 Han Zhangxiang narrowed his eyes, looked towards the cave, released his divine consciousness and scanned the cave, but found nothing unusual.

A young woman in a red dress with ordinary facial features slapped the spirit beast bag, and two blood-colored giant scorpions flew out. The blood-colored giant scorpion had double wings on its back. The whole body was blood-colored, and the tail spines were golden. There were some golden lines on the back. These are two second-order low-grade spirit worms.

　　 The two blood-colored giant scorpions made a sharp neighing sound and flew into the cave, searching for their way.

　　 Han Daoxian sacrificed two puppies and rushed into the cave.

　　 After a while, two blood-colored giant scorpions flew out and flew to the young woman in the red dress.

　　 "It seems that there are no restrictions, we can go in."

　　 The tone of the young woman in the red dress was calm.

　　 Two puppy puppets rushed out of the cave and ran back to Han Daoxuan.

　　 Han Daoxian didn't say anything, and nodded to Han Zhangxiang.

　　 The six of them walked into the cave one after another. Han Daoxian and the man in red shirt walked in front, Han Zhangxiang and the middle-aged man walked in the middle, and Han Debiao and the young woman in red skirt walked in the back.

　　 The cave is dark and damp, and the stone walls are covered with moss.

　　 After walking for more than a hundred feet, a grotto of acres of acres appeared in front of them. The stone wall on the left side of the grotto had obvious cut marks with swords, and a large amount of rubble was scattered on the ground.

　　 "The prohibition is here."

　　 Han Daoxian pointed to the stone wall on the left and said, his eyes fiery.

The red-shirted man sacrificed three shining red flying knives and slashed them on the stone wall. There was a sound of "knock" metal collision. A soft yellow light emerged from the stone wall, and some yellow light could be seen on the surface of the yellow light. The runes, looming, are obviously forbidden.

　　 "Break the ban early, leave early!"

　　 The middle-aged man suggested, offering two shining yellow shorts, hitting the yellow light, and two muffled noises came out.

　　 Han Daoxian five people sacrificed magical weapons and attacked Huang Guang.

　　 The muffled sound of rain hitting the fence, the yellow light did not move.

　　 The young woman in the red dress frowned, and two blood-colored giant scorpions rushed forward, each spraying a blood-colored flame, hitting the yellow light, and a burst of blue smoke appeared.

　　 They attacked for a quarter of an hour, but the yellow light was still intact, which was beyond their expectation.

　　 "It seems that it won't work if you don't use powerful methods, Fellow Qin, don't keep your hands."

　　 Han Zhangxiang reminded, his tone was heavy.

　　 He flipped his hand and took out a long red shiny knife, and slashed it towards the void. After a red light flashed, a red knife gas of more than ten feet long flew out and slashed on the yellow light.

　　 He uses magical artifacts, but uses a lot of mana, which is quite powerful.

　　 rumbling!

　　 The ground shook the mountains, and the yellow light dimmed a lot.

　　 The middle-aged man stomped his right foot on the ground, and there was a muffled noise from the ground, and the ground suddenly tore apart. A yellow giant more than ten feet high broke out of the ground. The yellow giant’s water chestnuts were distinct and his eyes were dull.

　　 He offered a pair of shiny yellow copper hammers and threw them to the yellow giant.

　　 A dazzling yellow light appeared on the surface of the yellow giant human body. He held the yellow copper hammer and threw it towards the yellow light.

　　 "Doroto!"

　　 Han Zhangxiang and Han Debiao looked at each other, their eyes were full of incredible colors.

　　 They did not practice Qiantu Zhenyang Gong, but they had seen Han Changming perform this magical power with their own eyes.

　　 In this way, the middle-aged man is practicing "Dried Earth True Yang Gong", and he doesn't know what level of practice he has in his hands.

　　 "Dao Jie, Debiao, you should be careful, if this person is a pill monk, then it will be troublesome. The exercises he cultivates have a great advantage in fighting on land."

　　 Han Zhangxiang reminded Han Daoxuan and Han Debiao by sound transmission, with a solemn tone.

　　 Han Daoxian and Han Debiao nodded, without saying anything.

　　 After only hearing a loud noise, the yellow light shattered, and a simple stone room over a hundred meters large appeared in front of them, a stench came oncoming, and a human-shaped skeleton was located in the center of the stone room.

The walls of the 　　 stone chamber are pitted, with obvious signs of manual excavation.

The left hand of 　　 human-shaped skeleton has only four fingers, and there is a pair of shiny red spiritual boots on the feet. The surface of the spiritual boots is embroidered with a red flame pattern. The ribs on the left chest are broken, and it is obvious that he has suffered severe injuries during his lifetime.

　　 "Flying Fire Cloud Boots, this is the Zuohua Dongfu of Lihuo Sanren!"

　　 The young woman in the red dress was shocked and said aloud.

Lihuo Sanren is a well-known casual cultivator outside the sea. He obtained a flying magic weapon from the Funeral Ruins and drove it with all his strength. The ordinary Yuanying monks could not catch up. However, there has been no news about this number for ten years. I don’t know how to go. Where did it go, it turned out to be sitting down.

Han Zhangxiang frowned. He heard Han Changying mention that Lihuo Sanren provoked Tier 4 ice phoenix and his whereabouts are unknown. It seems that Lihuo Sanren escaped a catastrophe, but he was seriously injured and died here. I don’t know what Lihuo Sanren did. The matter provokes Tier 4 Ice Phoenix to chase and kill him.

　　 The middle-aged man appeared in front of the human skeleton with a lunge, and grabbed it with one hand towards the spirit boots.

　　 This is the magic weapon of Lihuo Sanren's fame, with this treasure in hand, few people below Yuan Ying can catch up with him.

　　 At this moment, a piercing sound came from behind. The yellow light on the middle-aged man's body was shining, and a thick yellow armor appeared next to him. It was the Qianyang treasure armor.

　　 There was a muffled sound, and the Qianyang Baojia was intact, but the middle-aged man was surprised to find that a cold and biting gas penetrated into his body, as if he was in a thousand-year-old ice cave, and he couldn't help but shiver.

　　 The middle-aged man and the young woman in the red skirt burst into a huge spiritual pressure, both of them are in the middle stage of the pill formation, and the middle-aged man's aura is stronger.

　　 Almost at the same time, Han Zhangxiang and Han Debiao also burst into a powerful spiritual pressure, and they no longer hide their cultivation.

　　 "Two fellow Taoists, those who see the treasures have a share, and we don't want more. As long as some property, the Flying Fire Cloud Boots belong to you, how about?"

　　Han Zhangxiang said politely, really fighting, they can't take much advantage, in the idea of ​​calming people, he only wants some money.

　　 "No problem, I don't know the names of the two Taoist friends? Who are they from?"

　　 The middle-aged man's tone was sincere, and he didn't take Han Debiao's sneak attack on him at all.

　　 Han Zhangxiang frowned slightly, and asked, "There is nothing to say about our origins. We were wrong just now. We only need a portion of the property, how about?"

　　 Naturally, he would not confess his origin, pretending to be a pill-forming monk from another sect, it is difficult to get through. Since the other party asks that, most of them have backing.

　　 Hearing this, the middle-aged man and the young woman in red dress became cold, Han Daoxuan took out the magical implement, his face was full of guard.

　　 At this moment, Han Daoxuan's body protection aura suddenly shattered, he felt a chill on his back, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

　　 A few palm-sized giant scarlet scorpions crawled on his back, and their tail stabs pierced into his body.

　　 "Patriarch, be careful..."

　　 Han Daoxian hadn't finished speaking, his body softened, and he fell uncontrollably toward the ground.

　　 Han Daoxian fell to the ground, his eyes widened, he has not yet died, and the experience of his life appeared in front of him like a horse watching a flower.

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　　 In a small courtyard with blue tiles, Han Zhangxiang is talking to Han Daoxuan and Han Daoxiu.

"Dao Yuan, Tao Xiu, our family has been at a disadvantage in confrontation with the Chen family many times. I intend to let you hang out. As the back of the family, the family will provide you with resources for cultivation on a regular basis. If conditions permit, it is better for you to be self-reliant. If I don’t want to, I can appoint other people to perform this task."

　　Han Zhangxiang said in a pleasant tone.

　　 Han Daoxiu and Han Daoxiu looked at each other, nodded at each other, and said in unison: "Patriarch, we are willing to feign death."

　　 "Well, after your suspended animation, the family will try to help you build the foundation. If our family is destroyed by the Chen family, you can gather the tribe and re-establish a Han family."

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　　 In the endless waters, there is a huge roar from time to time on a desert island.

　　 In an open area, three corpses were lying on the ground. Han Daoxiu and Han Daoxiu were sitting on the ground, their faces were pale and sweaty, and some fragments of magical artifacts were scattered on the ground.

　　 The immortal cultivation resources in the red algae waters are poor. They went to the Jinlong waters to make a living. The family sent people to give them immortal cultivation resources from time to time, but the family did not give them much cultivation resources. After all, there were hundreds of monks in the clan.

　　 "It's really dangerous, fortunately there are Tier 2 high-grade puppet beasts, otherwise this time it will be too bad for you."

　　 Han Daoxiu said breathlessly.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Leaving here, the family hasn't sent Xiuxian resources in a few years. I don't know if the tribe who transported the Xiuxian resources was killed or something happened within the clan. "

　　 Han Daoxian said solemnly.

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　　 In a three-story loft, Han Zhangxiang is chatting with Han Daoxian, and Han Daoxian is embarrassed.

"Patriarch, I know that this is not in compliance with the rules. I have practiced to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, and Changming has the pill formation in his hands. Can you tell him, give me, no, lend me the pill formation, I I must return him in the future."

　　 Han Daozhen's expression is disturbed, he can get to this point, in addition to the help of the family, he has also worked hard.

　　Han Zhangxiang was embarrassed. Han Changming had made a lot of contributions to the family. Han Daoxuan wandered around after entering the base building period. As a hidden power of the family, he lived a life of casual cultivator, without credit and hard work.

　　 "Let me talk to Changming, but you shouldn't report too much hope. Changming is willing to come up with the pill pill is a sentiment, and he is unwilling to take out the pill pill is his duty."

　　 Han Daoxian breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "No problem, please, patriarch."

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　　 In a secluded courtyard, Han Daoxian and Han Zhangxiang are sitting in the stone pavilion, and Han Daoxian's face is depressed.

　　 "Patriarch, I wasted two pill formations for nothing, I am afraid I can't return Changming a pill formation."

　　 Han Dao's mouth is full of bitterness.

　　 "If you fail, you will fail. Marry a wife and have children! Leave the incense stick, and if you are gone, I will take care of them for you."

　　 Han Zhangxiang began to persuade.

　　 Han Daoxian sighed and nodded.

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　　 In a hidden cave, Han Daoxuan attacked a yellowish stone wall with a short and fat man in a red shirt.

　　 "Ancient monk's cave house!"

　　 Han Daoxian's expression was excited, he really couldn't find any place to go through his iron shoes, because he had no hope for this, but he didn't expect to find an ancient monk's cave.

　　 Even if there is no hope of hitting the pill formation period and getting the property of the ancient monk, his wife and children can live better.

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　　 Han Daoxian's expression was in a daze, returning to reality.

　　 The four Han Zhangxiang had already fought, and the man in the red shirt during the foundation period was cut in half by Han Zhangxiang.

　　 After a loud noise, the entire stone chamber was split in half, a large amount of rubble rolled down, and a piece of rubble hit Han Daoxian, and Han Daoxian's eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

　　 In an open area, Han Zhangxiang held a short red blade with a cold expression.

　　Han Debiao is holding a broken spirit stick, and his fighting spirit is overwhelming.

　　 A whole yellow ape puppet was fighting with a three-foot-old blood-colored giant scorpion. The yellow light and the blood light blazed together, making an ear-piercing roar.

　　 "Quick battle, solve them."

　　 The middle-aged man said with a cold face, full of murderous expression.

He patted the yellow gourd around his waist~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The wind was violent, and a large piece of yellow gravel flew out of it. The yellow gravel turned into a yellow giant with a height of more than 20 feet. The watch was shining yellow.

　　 With a flick of his sleeve, a huge yellow axe flew out and landed on the yellow giant's hand.

　　 The yellow giant held the yellow giant axe, and the dazzling yellow light glowed on his body, and strode towards Han Zhangxiang. Every step the yellow giant took, the ground shook violently.

Han Zhangxiang waved the scarlet short knife in his hand. After a burst of sound of breaking through the air, dozens of red sword lights flew out and smashed the yellow giant's body. The yellow giant's watch was suddenly scarred, but soon, the yellow giant's watch lit up with a burst of yellow. After the light, the scar healed quickly, as if it had never appeared before.

　　 The young woman in the red dress held a red flag with a length of five feet in her hand, and shook it lightly. The billowing flames swept out and hit Han Debiao.

　　Han Debiao swung the spirit-breaking stick, smashing the flames to smash, the flames splashed all over, falling on the ground and blasting big pits.

　　 Tier 3 puppet beasts fight with Tier 3 spirit insects, regardless of top and bottom.

　　 For a time, the roar continued, and the air waves rolled.

　　Han Debiao was not in the early stage of the formation of alchemy. He was a little struggling to deal with the cultivators in the middle stage of the formation of alchemy.

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