Chapter 2862

Facing the threat of Han Changgong, Han Fei needs to make a rational choice. On the surface, after giving his body, he can still retain his divine personality. After re condensing his body, he can still live.

In fact, no matter how he chooses, Han Changgong will not let himself go.

Live, or do your best?

"Impossible!" After pondering for a moment, Han Fei's cold eyes twinkled and gave a loud and clear answer, "you can do whatever you have. The two marks are indeed integrated into the depths of the mud pill palace. I want to try the taste of dying. "

"No regrets?" After hearing Han Fei's choice, Han Changgong pretended to regret“ I have done my utmost to give you a chance to live, but you don't know how to cherish it. In order to enter the temple, I have operated for many years, so. I will never be soft hearted. If you are not Han family, I won't give you any chance at all. I advise you -- "

"Shut up!" Han Fei interrupted coldly, "Han Changgong, your performance is too much. I endure it again and again, and you should know enough. You don't want to kill me to get flesh. No one will say you're wrong. But is it disgusting for you to put gold on your face so many times? "

"Disgusting?" Han Changgong was not ashamed at all. "Why are you disgusted? I, Han Changgong, have always been open and aboveboard! "

"--" Han Fei was completely speechless. There are such shameless little Holy Land friars in the world.

Han Fei did not turn his head and looked straight ahead, waiting for Han Changgong to launch the slave word mark and spirit word mark.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, there was no reaction in the mud pill palace. Han Changgong stared at Han Fei, and Han Fei also stared at Han Changgong. They looked confused like quarrelling lovers, but they were angry and didn't want to open their mouth first to ask.

Strange!

Han Changgong is calm on the surface, but earth shaking in the heart. Chanting the slave word mark and spirit word mark several times, Han Fei sat there with his knees crossed, but he didn't respond at all.

Did you make a mistake?

In fact, it is not difficult to launch the force of imprint counterattack. However, Han Changgong tried three more times. Where is Han Fei still sitting calmly?

No!

Han Fei should cry with his head in his arms. However, Han Fei didn't look miserable in front of him.

Did Han Fei resist it?

"Han Fei, it's no use holding back! I forgot to tell you that after the slave word mark and spirit word mark were launched, the pain was still slight at first. However, in the twinkling of an eye, Kung Fu will be improved dozens or even hundreds of times! You regret it now. It's too late to kneel down and beg me. After all, we are all Han family. I also enlighten you. I will give you a chance! "

Looking at Han Changgong, Han Fei frowned slightly. Even, Han Fei is like asking each other. Are you ashamed?

do you have any pain?

A trace of pain?

Um! It seems a little! His eyes were round and stared at Han Changgong. He was really uncomfortable. As for the mud pill palace, it has been very calm so far. No tumbling pain, nothing happened.

Has Han Changgong launched the power of imprint counterattack?

But why don't I feel at all?

Strange!

"I can bear such a little pain!" Han Fei secretly bit his tongue. His facial expression was distorted, showing his clothes gnashing his teeth. He responded with a cold hum, "Han Changgong, the pain of slave word mark and spirit word mark will not make me yield!"

"Ha ha! Ha ha! "

Han Changgong was happy. After two strange smiles, he continued to chant the imprint formula.

As time went by, Han Fei took the time to restore the power of his mind. Xiaoqing in the divine space was unprecedentedly quiet and closed his eyes for cultivation. Run the secret formula to restore the power of mind.

However, it is too slow to restore the power of mind.

Han Changgong thought he was right and recited the seal formula. He stared at Han Fei strangely and was ready to rob the flesh at any time.

Han Fei can't fully restore the power of his mind, nor can he openly run the secret formula of heaven. In order to cooperate with Han Changgong in acting and confuse each other, Han Fei must wink and pretend to be in pain.

"Boom -"

"Boom -"

For a long time, no God has been involved in the white light channel. The sky wide white light column has weakened a bit, and even the highest position has been clearly visible.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth and was ready to take a risk.

Meditating on the way that other small spirit realm friars enter the channel, Qin Ming repeatedly weighed and prepared to rush into the white light channel quickly.

"Shua -"

Qin Ming has not taken action, west of the white light channel. There was a slight fluctuation of psychic power. A thin little Shenjing old man rushed into the white light channel, raised his hands, and 11 gods accurately fell to the round hole.

From flying to the white light channel to throwing out the divine personality, every action detail has reached the extreme.

"Fall - Fall -"

The thin old man silently recited, with a ferocious look on his guard. The eleven gods were infinitely close to the round hole. Those round holes have not been greedy for a long time, and the white light flashes. With a strong desire.

"Canopy -"

However, the next second, there was a sudden change.

When the deity in the northwest corner was about to fall into the round hole, it suddenly changed its direction and flew out of the white light channel. At the same time, the other ten gods fell into the round hole and roared. The round hole who failed to swallow the gods was angry.

A white pillar of light, like the letter of a poisonous snake, came and drowned the thin old man in an instant.

"Ah --"

Under the white light, the old man looked at the northwest corner reluctantly, trying to find the enemy who had ruined his good deeds through the white light.

Unfortunately, even if he saw it. Has lost its meaning. In the scream, the thin old man's vitality, body cracked, God twinkled and tried to escape. However, under the strong suction. Finally, it falls to the round hole that can devour time and space!

It's falling!

"Boom -"

"Boom -"

In the old man's storage ring, there are 22 divine figures, which also fall into the round hole. Previously, it weakened a lot of white light. After swallowing the thin old man, the white light increased several times.

It's just a moment.

Qin Ming clenched his hands. The palm position is full of cold sweat. If you were a little faster, the fallen friar might be yourself.

Terrible!

The white light channel is terrible!

Those small divine realm friars who secretly attack and plot are even more terrible. However, even so, some people still want to try. Qin Ming had not recovered from his horror, and another little god territory friar rushed to the white light channel like a moth to the fire.

A moment later, there was another howl!

Half an hour later, another friar of xiaoshenjing fell, and only 17 friars of xiaoshenjing remained around the white light channel.

"I'm Yanchun tower. I've entered the second and third floors of the altar. Now, we still have 17 people. As long as ten more people die, the remaining seven people can enter the second floor of the altar. Any of you, as long as you kill a friar in the little divine realm, I will help you enter the second floor of the altar! "

The sound of Yanchun building comes from the other side of the white light channel, which is opposite to Han Fei. Because of the influence of the white light channel, they can only rely on divine perception.

Hearing Yan chunlou's proposal, Han Fei's eyebrows moved slightly. With a look at Han Changgong, the latter's face changed.

Han Fei is still sitting intact. Han Changgong can't wait any longer. Bite your teeth, stand up, turn your hands, and a chessboard is quickly formed in front of him!

Fooled!

Slave word mark and spirit word mark have no effect on Han Fei.

Why?

Han Changgong had no time to think about it. Yan chunlou gave the condition that as long as you kill a monk in xiaoshenjing, you can ensure to enter the second floor of the altar.

This condition is very attractive.

However, Han Changgong still wants to grab Han Fei's body. Then, he quickly killed a monk in xiaoshenjing and lived with the help of Yanchun building.

"Tianji chessboard!"

Seeing the ancient pattern chessboard in front of Han Changgong, Han Fei understood everything. Old man Tianji and Taoist Earth Spirit were also arranged by Han Changgong. Tianji chessboard and Earth Spirit chessboard appeared in Shenwu continent. It was carefully arranged and designed by Han Changgong.

Before entering the fairy palace, I fought with the old man Tianji. After obtaining the Tianji chessboard, I was unconscious. When he woke up, he was already in the dark sea, and then entered the Qin family shennu garden and Shenling Pavilion.

After the body recovered from the injury, the Tianji chessboard disappeared. Zhen Cheng got the Earth Spirit chessboard and disappeared after entering the fairy palace.

The chessboard texture in front of Han Changgong shows the vicissitudes of tens of thousands of years. Han Fei has experienced this feeling. However, the chessboard in front of Han Changgong is different from the Tianji chessboard. Strictly speaking, this chessboard is not an entity, but an illusion.

"The secret of heaven!" After being a little stunned, Han Fei understood that Han Changgong not only had the soul of the divine chess board, but also knew the secret formula. The Tianji chessboard you get is just a table in vain, and the real Tianji chessboard and Earth Spirit chessboard are just positive and negative. The recitation of the secret of heaven can maximize the power of the secret of heaven chessboard.

Moreover, what makes Han Fei most desperate is not only the Tianji chessboard composed of the chess soul, but - Han Changgong is paying attention to the chessboard, pushing his hands forward slowly and rolling

finished!

Han Fei suddenly had a sad idea. He tried his best to reverse the sadness of the defeat!