Rebirth of the Huhuapi Shao

Chapter 678 Death is a relief

Hang Tian is very familiar with this feeling of trembling Jiuding. This is because there must be a Jiuding nearby.

The warship was too fast. When Hang Tian shouted and stopped, the Jiuding stopped shaking.

"Return at the normal speed and follow the original route." Hang Tian ordered anxiously.

Seeing Hang Tian's anxious face, Haruqi asked doubtfully: "Hang Tian, ​​what's wrong with you?"

"There's something vital nearby, and I need to get it out."[

The two Jiuding appeared in Hang Tian's hand, one with 'Zhe' written on the top and 'Soldier' ​​written on the bottom.

If what Qingxu Sanren said is true, only by gathering nine cauldrons can the power of its innate magic weapon be exerted. At this time, Hang Tian already has two. If he gets one more, he will have three.

Originally, Hang Tian never thought of getting nine, because these two were just coincidences, but now that the third one was discovered, Hang Tian's greed was also aroused, and it seemed that getting nine would be enough.

It's not impossible.

"stop!"

While Hang Tian was thinking, suddenly the Jiuding started to tremble again.

Hang Tian asked the intelligent man Tianhua to teleport him out. Standing on the desert, Hang Tian threw two Jiuding into the air, and the two cauldrons instantly went under the desert.

"Stay here and wait for me." Hang Tian shouted at the warship, and then followed Jiuding into the desert.

Hang Tian crawled under the desert like a field mouse, but Hang Tian's speed was much faster, because Hang Tian held a Jiuding in each hand, and the Jiuding took Hang Tian back and forth.

I don't know how long it took, but Hang Tian suddenly felt as if he had entered a bubble, and then appeared in front of a hall.

Hang Tian raised his head and glanced at the sky, only to see that the sand seemed to be blocked by something.

The main hall in front of me is very old, and even feels a little corrupted.

Hang Tian walked towards the main hall, stepping on the steps paved with stones, Hang Tian's clear footsteps could be heard, and when they entered the main hall, there were endless echoes, which looked very eerie.

The entire hall was pitch black, and it was difficult to see clearly at first glance. Due to the experience of taking the tripod twice, Hang Tian knew that there would be danger, so he walked cautiously towards the hall.

As I walked, the hall suddenly became as bright as day, and the entire dilapidated hall suddenly seemed brand new. A simple tripod floated in the center of the hall.

Hang Tian tentatively walked towards the cauldron. Just when he was about to approach the cauldron, suddenly a black shadow flashed past. Hang Tian felt as if he had been struck by lightning and his body flew backwards.

"You want to get Jiuding? I've been waiting for you here for a long time." The black shadow turned around, looked at Hang Tian and said with a sneer.

Hang Tian stood up and was suddenly shocked. The black figure was none other than the Lord of God.

"How did you know I would come here?" Hang Tian said, staring at the Lord with a gloomy face.

The Lord God looked at Hang Tian with a kind of pity, and said lightly: "Every move you make is under my eyes. If you get the other two Jiuding, of course you will look for other Jiuding. Just choose the location of one Jiuding

, it’s just a matter of time until you get wild double.”[

"What is your purpose? Why have you been monitoring me and not killing me?" Hang Tian's face was full of anger. He was fed up with the feeling of being played by others.

The God Lord suddenly smiled ferociously and said: "My purpose? You will know it when you die."

I saw the God Lord wave his hand, and a tangible hurricane swept towards Hang Tian.

Hang Tian held the Jiuding in his hand and smashed it directly towards the hurricane.

With a bang, the hurricane collapsed, and Hang Tian was knocked upside down again by the force of the counter-shock, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The same hurricane was used by Qingchen, and Hang Tian could easily break it. However, when used by the Lord of God, Hang Tian could only vomit blood from the shock.

The Lord of God suddenly disappeared on the spot and came to Hang Tian in an instant. Or rather, Hang Tian had an illusion that the Lord of God seemed to be in front of Hang Tian all the time, because he didn't feel any sign of the Lord of God moving at all.

I saw the god's right hand turning into a palm and slapping it towards Hang Tian.

Hang Tian did not hesitate and raised the cauldron in front of him.

Hang Tian knew that his strength was not even slightly different from that of the Divine Master. The one he could use at this time was Jiuding.

With a bang, Hang Tian suddenly felt that his whole body was shaking, and his internal organs seemed to be upside down. A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and a big crater appeared on the ground under Hang Tian's body, even under the Jiuding.

There is a handprint clearly printed on it.

Fear, Hang Tian can't remember when he felt this way. The strength of the God Lord is completely beyond what Hang Tian can imagine. At this time, the fear like a wild beast swallowed Hang Tian clean.

The God Lord raised his palm and slapped it again.

With a loud bang, Hang Tian felt that all the bones in his hands and arms were broken, and the Jiuding was knocked away by the god.

With a bang, the big crater beneath Hang Tian's body cracked again, as if the ground would collapse at any time.

Although Hang Tian had another big cauldron, Hang Tian's arms were completely fractured and he couldn't even lift the big cauldron.

A feeling of death spread into Hang Tian's mind. This feeling was familiar to Hang Tian. The sense of fear and death invaded and devoured Hang Tian, ​​leaving Hang Tian no longer able to muster any strength to resist.

"Your meager strength is not worth mentioning in front of me. I won't kill you. I just watch your struggle. It is a kind of entertainment for me. Now that I have had enough fun, do you still want to struggle? You

Are you struggling? Haha..." The God Lord stood on the edge of the pit and laughed at Hang Tian.

Hang Tian doesn't want to resist anymore. He is tired, really tired. He has been struggling so hard, but it's like the sea. He can't see the end at a glance. He doesn't know how long this struggle will last or when it will end. He has a wife.

Child, but he only enjoys family happiness very rarely. He has sacrificed too much happiness for survival. He feels like he is a survival machine. That feeling of fatigue has never disappeared from Hang Tian's body, even if it is rare.

After several family reunions, Hang Tian still has to be on tenterhooks.

Forget it, it's better to die like this. It's a kind of relief. Hang Tian actually laughed.

The voices and smiles of Qiqi, Wang Yitian, Xia Xue and Yin Zhiyan appeared in his mind, as well as his two lovely sons, Hang Yile and Hang Ruizhe, all smiling at Hang Tian.

It was as if Hang Tian had returned home at this time. Hang Tian, ​​who had seen through death, suddenly felt so relaxed. But at this moment, the picture in Hang Tian's mind suddenly changed. [

In a magnificent palace, a dark figure sat on the throne of the emperor. This dark figure was so terrifying, with a demonic aura exuding from his body. In front of the dark figure, seven people were kneeling and shaking.

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