Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1252

Tianchan and Han Yu have a very subtle connection. If Tianchan is in danger, he can send a signal for Han Yu to receive. The signal that Han Yu received just now was very strong, and Tian Chan should be in serious trouble.

Shuixian'er, Ma Su, Shui Ling'er, and Xiao Jiao were all with Tian Chan, and Han Yu could not calm down.

After leaving the palace, Han Yu summoned the white dragon, and the white dragon turned into a lightning bolt and headed southwest.

"I asked Gong Chaoyang to pick them up three days ago. Didn't Gong Chaoyang meet them?" Han Yu's mood was unusually heavy. He has too many enemies now, and they are very powerful.

Fortunately, judging from Han Yu's induction of the position of Tianchan, Tianchan is not too far away from Tianchan.

Half an hour later, Han Yu appeared among the wild mountains to the southwest of the Tianchan Sect, and accurately found the position of Tianchan. Tianchan was lying on the ground, actually dying. Narcissus and others are not here.

"Who did it?" Han Yu helped Tian Chan up, suddenly murderous in his heart.

The person who started it was extremely vicious, and it was actually a palm that shattered the eight meridians and internal organs of Tian Chan. Tian Chan is the cultivation base of the Wu King's pinnacle, and the method is extraordinary. The opponent can almost kill her with a palm, and the people she encounters may not be weaker than the Wu Huang Duo.

Han Yu hurriedly poured five drops of the Five Elements Spirit Rabbit's blood to Tian Chan, and Yun Gong helped her heal her injuries.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Tian Chan vomited a pool of pus and blood, and when he woke up, it was Han Yu, overjoyed.

"Master, hurry up, the three mistresses are in danger." Tian Chan grasped Han Yu's arm as if a drowning child caught a life-saving straw.

"Where are they?" Han Yu asked anxiously.

"I tried my best to block the enemy just now, and the three mistresses went north!" Tian Chan said, her current state is abnormally poor. If it weren't for the healing effects of the Five Elements Spirit Rabbit's blood, it would be difficult to keep her last breath.

"Don't worry about healing here, I'll save them!" Han Yu thought, the golden dragon appeared, staying here to accompany Tianchan, and he took the white dragon and hurried to the north.

"Master, be careful, the other party is a master of Wuhuang 2nd Layer!" Tian Chan's voice came from behind.

The anger in Han Yu's heart broke out, no matter who the opponent is, he must die!

Flying out of the Baili area, Han Yu saw the traces of the battle. There are blood stains in many places, including the third daughter and the little horn.

Han Yu flew more than five hundred miles away, and there was a roar from the north, which was Xiaojiao's roar.

"Quick!" Han Yu screamed, the white dragon not only performed the strongest void technique, but also displayed the ethereal steps.

"Boom!"

A petite body flew upside down, not very large, but broke the top of a ten thousand iceberg, and then smashed on the mountainside behind it to stop. It was the small horn.

"Naughty animal, you can catch it without holding your hands!" A middle-aged man stepped out into the air, walking in the courtyard with his hands on his back. Just now, he was the one who knocked his little horn away.

"Roar!" Xiaojiao stood up and roared in a low voice, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and most of the white blood hairs on his body were dyed red, with some golden light spots shining in the red.

It was injured not lightly, but with small eyes, it was not afraid.

"Ohhhhhhh..." Xiaojiao called out to the distance. Narcissus, Ma Su, and Shui Ling'er were already gathered there. Just now, each of the three of them had a palm, if it hadn't been given to them by Han Yu before. The blood of the Five Elements Spirit Rabbit, even if he is not dead at this time, I am afraid he will be unconscious.

Little Horn let them go.

How could the three women leave? Just after regaining some strength, they rushed to the sky and killed the middle-aged man.

"act recklessly!"

The middle-aged man slapped his left sleeve, and a strong wind hit the three women.

"Ah!"

Three screams came out, and the three women flew out and fell into the mountains, knowing their life or death.

"Roar!" Xiaojiao was furious and murderous.

"Cracking..."

The bones on the small horn made a crisp sound like fried beans, and the petite body began to rise in the storm. There was a constant roar in his mouth, with pain, anger and murderousness.

Soon, the small horn rose to a height of one hundred feet, three to four hundred feet long, and the mountain under its feet was directly crushed by it.

"Roar!"

With a loud roar, the sky was shaking, and the mountains, rocks, and vegetation within a radius of tens of miles were instantly turned into fly ash.

In Xiaojiao's eyes, a thick color of madness appeared.

"The worm shakes the tree, with your cultivation base, even if you burn your blood, you are not my opponent, let alone other methods, you don't have to do anything!"

The little horn is very powerful, but the middle-aged man dismisses it.

Although Little Horn is a descendant of the sacred beast, but the bloodline power recovery is only about 30%, and there is no strong combat power of the sacred beast.

The little horn growled and scolded the middle-aged man.

"Buzzing..."

Suddenly, a terrifying whirlwind formed around the little horn, and its golden head burst out with incomparable golden light, dyeing the entire sky golden, and the sun instantly eclipsed it.

The golden light on the head all converged on the golden horn, and the vitality in its body also suddenly converged on the horn. From its horns, a horrible demon aura is emitted, as if a peerless great demon is awakening, and in the demon aura, there is also an incomparable murderous aura. This murderous aura is so heavy that it is rare in the world and stronger than middle-aged Men have a feeling of hairiness.

"What magical power is this?" The middle-aged man became vigilant and stared at the little horn.

"puff……"

Suddenly, Xiaojiao vomited blood, and his aura began to drop rapidly.

"Although your supernatural powers are good, but your cultivation is not enough, you can only use them forcibly, you can only be backlashed and ask for trouble!" The middle-aged man relieved his mind and said as plain as water.

"Roar!" Xiaojiao yelled, refusing to admit defeat.

Don't look at it being cute and cute at ordinary times. It's still a greedy and lethargic little guy, but the pride in his bones is no worse than any one, and the heart is fierce, following Han Yu.

Knowing that it cannot be done, Xiaojiao is going to do it.

With a loud roar, Xiaojiao's momentum began to rise again. The blood in his mouth continued to trickle like flowing water, but the murderous aura on its body was like a volcanic eruption, out of control.

Is the cultivation base not enough? It doesn't care!

Finally, Xiaojiao's momentum climbed to a peak.

Suddenly the demon's aura rose to the sky, and the murderous aura spread.

The evil spirit and murderous spirit are intertwined to form a terrifying hurricane, which seems to be able to rush into the universe and the stars, crushing the sun, moon and stars.

The corners of Xiaojiao's mouth had a cold color.

"Huh!"

From its golden horn, a mysterious light rushed out. This mysterious light was intertwined with white and gold, with white accounting for two-thirds and gold accounting for one-third.

Xuan Guang rushed to the sky, forming a blade with a length of one hundred feet, and with the momentum of opening the world, he slashed towards the man.