Chapter 308

"Boss..."

Seeing Han Yun's look, Yuan Yue didn't understand that Han Yun had misunderstood. He stepped forward and Yuan Yue hurriedly said:

"Boss, I'm talking about your big red underpants..."

"That's a cow's underpants!"

Han Yun said coldly.

This product is really second. How could yuan Yue enter his underpants to practice? Even if he practices, it's his own little brother's practice!

"Boss, will you let me practice in my ox forced underpants..."

Yuan Yue looked at Han Yun and said with flattery.

"Go to practice in cow's underpants!"

Han Yun frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Although the cow forced underpants have reversed the time, the time inside is real!"

"If you practice in it for a thousand years, it's equivalent to you living for a thousand years. Zhanzong has a life span of two thousand years. If you can't break through zhanzun in two thousand years, you'll waste two thousand years in vain!"

"Waste two thousand years..."

Yuan Yue looked stiff and his eyes began to flash. For a moment, Yuan Yue suddenly clenched his teeth and said:

"If I can't break through Zhan Zun in 2000, what qualifications do I have to be the head of the God of death War Regiment!"

"Boss, just let me go in and practice!"

Yuan Yue looked firmly at Han yundao.

"Stupid!"

Han Yunleng drank.

No matter how good the time underpants are, they are just a time accelerator. To put it bluntly, they actually let you spend your life earlier.

As for cultivation!

Before Zhan Zong, it was natural that the cultivation in time pants was fast, because there was rich aura in time pants.

But after the state of zhanzong.

Martial arts cultivation is no longer based on war spirit, but more on understanding. If you spend a thousand years in your underpants, how can you be better than the outside world after going through all kinds of human forms!

"Boss, when the War Regiment is upgraded again, the brothers will all become zhanzong. Then I..."

Yuan Yue's face was full of a bitter smile.

The disciples of the death war regiment have been promoted from the early days of the war emperor to the war Pope, but he, Yuan Yue, has not made any progress!

"Yuan Yue, what is the purpose of my God of death battle group?"

Han Yun looked at Yuan Yue and asked in a deep voice.

"All the gods of death are brothers!"

Yuan Yue whispered.

"Since you are a brother, do you think the brothers of the God of death war regiment will despise your low cultivation?"

Han Yun looked at Yuan Yue and smiled.

"This..."

Yuan Yue blushed slightly and then said, "I think too much!"

"Go back. When the brothers become zhanzong, I will give you a surprise!"

Han Yun looked at Yuan Yue and smiled.

"Surprise!"

Yuan Yue's eyes brightened and he hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, boss. I will practice hard and let the brothers upgrade as soon as possible!"

Turn around, Yuan Yue left!

"Upgrade or not, it's under my control, but now there are no terrible enemies, and I don't need to upgrade immediately!"

"Last time, it was directly promoted to the peak of the war emperor. This time, it's better to accumulate it first!"

Han Yun smiled and sat down cross legged again.

Three days later!

Suddenly, an incomparably vast breath came from the ancient city desert, which made the whole ancient city of Xia tremble.

"It's really terrible that day!"

Looking at the crack thousands of feet outside the crazy sect, Han Yun couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva!

Special, too strong!

After the mission of the battle group was completed, Han Yun's death battle group finally got their first heaven level combo.

Sky level combo: big sky magic sword array!

At the cost of more than 300000 supernatural points, Han Yun once again replaced the imperial pintian magic sword of more than 1000 people with a holy order.

Although it's only the bottom of the holy order.

But compared with the emperor's heavenly magic sword, the heavenly magic sword of the holy order is terrible many times!

"Boss, what do you think of this move?"

Yuan Yue ran over with excitement on his face.

"Not bad!"

Han Yun was very satisfied.

Although the strength of the disciples of death battle group has not been improved, the overall strength has been increased several times!

"Boss, when will we fight in the ancient city of Xia state?"

Yuan Yue couldn't wait to ask.

"Soon!"

Han Yun opened his mouth and seemed to feel something. Han Yun's mouth suddenly raised a smile.

"Look, what's that?"

"Isn't that Lei Diao? There are many strong people on Lei Diao's back!"

"I remember, those are my disciples of Niubi Pavilion. Hahaha... I didn't expect that they have become the emperor of war!"

"Hahaha... That's my son, and my son has become the war emperor!"

……

Death battle group, instantly excited.

"Master..."

The voice of Lei Diao came and came in a flash. Lei Diao stopped over Kuang Zong and fell towards Kuang Zong.

"See you, Lord!"

Figure after figure, all kneel down!

"Very good!"

Han Yun's face was full of smiles. He counted carefully. There were exactly 3000 people!

"Young Lord, are these disciples of Niubi pavilion?"

Zhang Yue asked with a dull face.

In front of these 3000 people, they are all strong fighters, and even more than 200 zhanzong!

"Yes, these are all my Niubi Pavilion disciples!"

Han Yun said proudly.

After half a month's accumulation, under the action of time underpants, there are nearly 4000 zhanhuang and nearly 300 zhanzong in Niubi Pavilion!

Now Niubi Pavilion, even in Taihao City, is definitely a second-line force!

"So many war kings..."

Zhang Yue took a slight puff at the corner of his mouth.

He has been a little numb. When has the war emperor started to walk all over the ground!

"Oh, oh... Boss, Xiao Jin misses you so much!"

"And my little beaver..."

Xiaojin and Xiaoli rushed down from Lei Diao's back and looked at Han Yun. Xiaojin and Xiaoli's eyes were full of surprises.

"Xiao Jin... Xiao Li..."

Looking at the two monsters who first followed him, Han Yun was slightly excited on his face.

"Xiao Jin, have you reached the peak of zhanzong?"

Han Yunchao asked Xiao Jin.

"Uh huh!"

Xiao Jin nodded and said happily:

"I don't know what's going on. My cultivation speed is getting faster and faster!"

"Hum... Boss, I have reached level 8 zhanzong, and I can reach the peak of zhanzong in a few days!"

The little beaver looked at Xiao Jin and said with an unhappy face.

"The little beaver is also very powerful!"

Han Yun said with a smile.

"Hee hee... Thank you, boss!"

The little beaver looked happy.

"By the way, where's Jingjing?"

Seems to think of something, Han Yun suddenly asked.

"This..."

Hearing Han Yun's words, Xiao Jin and Xiao Li suddenly became a little hesitant.

"What happened?"

Han Yun frowned and asked.

"Sister Jingjing left Hancheng!"

Xiao Jin looks at Han yundao.

"What?"

Han Yun exclaimed, and then hurriedly asked, "where has Jingjing gone?"

"I don't know, but not long ago, I heard sister Jingjing say that something was calling her!"

Xiao Jin looks at Han yundao.

"Something is calling her?"

Han Yun's face was frozen and his eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

What is the thing that calls Jingjing?

"What else did Jingjing say?"

Han Yun asked in a deep voice.

"No!"

Xiao Jin shook his head and said!