Chapter 645

"Little master..."

Zhan Qu went to Han Yun's side. He saluted Han Yun slightly and said gratefully, "Zhan Qu, thank you for restoring our cultivation!"

"Restore cultivation?"

Han Yun recovered and thought of Zhan Qu's fist to kill nine Tianjing warriors. Han Yun couldn't calm down for a long time. He was a powerful Tianjing warrior.

So fragile!

"No problem!"

Han Yun waved and then seemed to think of something. Looking at the place where the three dark disciples disappeared, he frowned and said, "how many of them?"

"Don't worry, young Lord. Although Zhan Yu is a little naughty, they absolutely know the weight. These three disciples of the dark family are just ordinary three-tier warriors in the heaven. There are 11 Zhan Yu people. It's easy to kill them!"

Zhan Qu seemed to see the worry in Han Yun's eyes and said with a smile.

"Easy?"

Han Yun gave a slight meal, then smiled calmly and said, "you can feel this' sour milk 'slowly, which can not only restore you to the second floor of the heaven!"

"Not just restore to the second layer?"

Zhan Qu's eyes lit up, and then he couldn't help exclaiming, "what does the little Lord mean?"

"Practice well!"

Han Yun patted Zhan Qu on the shoulder. How could he only let Zhan Qu and others recover to the second floor with 10000 super God points of sour milk.

This cultivation was instantly raised to the second level.

That's just an instant effect. In the next three days, Zhan Qu's cultivation will slowly rise to the peak.

That is the peak of the third layer of heaven.

"Zhan Qu, thank you, young Lord!"

Zhan Qu was so excited that he knelt on the ground and trembled.

Full recovery.

This is a dream for Zhan Qu, who has been sealed for unknown years. Even if they come out, Zhan Qu and others want to recover.

It will take countless years.

But Zhan Qu didn't expect

I can recover to my peak state so soon.

"Get up..."

Han Yun grinned. What's special is a bottle of sour milk. As for this, as long as there is a supernatural point, he doesn't lack Han Yun!

"Thank you, young master..."

The excitement in Zhan Qu's eyes has not dissipated for a long time. For a martial artist who has been sealed for many years, no one can understand their desire for power.

"Han Yun..."

Just then, the Dark Lord and the three disciples of the demon family suddenly came over. The eyes of the Dark Lord were OK. The three disciples of the demon family looked at Han Yun.

It was full of fire.

Restore accomplishments?

What kind of medicine is this?

They are also the disciples who wake up from the deep sleep in the demon family. Each of them is also the strong one at the top of the heaven. If Han Yun can make them recover

"Hello, Dark Lord?"

Han Yun grinned. Of course, Han Yun knows the meaning in the eyes of several people, but this top-grade recovery medicine is a treasure. Han Yun can spend 10000 supernatural points to fight Qu.

But for the disciples of the demon family

Han Yun is not so kind!

"Han Yun, I don't know what elixir this is?"

The Dark Lord went to Han Yun and couldn't help asking.

She thought Han Yun said that restoring Zhan Qu's accomplishments was a joke, but she didn't think that since all this was true, it was under her eyes.

The accomplishments of Zhan Qu and others.

Start recovery.

"Is that what you're asking?"

Han Yun asked, pointing to the paper box left on the ground.

"That's right!"

The Dark Lord nodded. A demon disciple couldn't help picking it up and smelled the residual medicine smell on the paper box. The demon disciple was intoxicated on his face.

"It's called sour milk!"

Han Yun grinned and said smilingly.

"Yogurt?"

The Dark Lord frowned. The three demon disciples, including Zhan Qu, frowned. Don't tell them the name Han Yun said.

I haven't even heard of it!

"The little Lord is the little Lord. This sour milk is a high-grade product..."

Zhan Qu looked at Han Yun, who was holding the winning ticket next to him, and thought in his heart.

If Han Yun knew what Zhan Qu was thinking, he would definitely laugh crazy. What's the matter? When did sour milk get on? He didn't know how many years Han Yun had drunk it.

Never felt tall!

"Han Yun, do you still have this thing?"

The Dark Lord finally couldn't help but ask the north and South Korean cloud with expectant eyes.

"Anything else?"

Han Yun gave a little meal. It seemed that he had thought that the Dark Lord would ask like this. Han Yun looked at the Dark Lord and said with a smile: "it's too troublesome to refine this thing, even if it's me..."

"Only one bottle!"

"Only one bottle!"

The Dark Lord's body shook slightly, and his eyes couldn't help being filled with disappointment. His beautiful face made people pity. Even Han Yun's heart almost softened.

But thanks to Han Yun's determination.

Finally, don't turn your head at all.

You can't promise this!

For the demon clan, Han Yun has never been regarded as an ally. Between Han Yun and the Dark Lord, it is only a transaction at most.

"Really not?"

The Dark Lord asked again reluctantly.

"Really not!"

Han Yun repeated, then turned his head and said, "Zhan Qu, go and solve those people outside!"

"Young Lord, are you talking about those secular warriors?"

Hearing this, Zhan Qu asked in a low voice.

"That's right!"

Han Yun nodded. The people surrounded by the outside are really just secular warriors. Among these people, the most powerful is the peak of the land.

In the eyes of the strong in heaven.

The martial arts below heaven are all secular martial arts. Only the strong in heaven are above the secular.

"Yes, little Lord!"

Zhan Qu, Chao Han and Yun saluted slightly and disappeared in a flash. At will, for a moment, screams came and figures fell down

The whole Xuanyuan imperial city fell into a killing.

"Boss, we're back!"

A quarter of an hour later, Zhan Yu finally returned and saw the excited Zhan Yu. Han Yun didn't have to think about what would happen to the three dark family disciples!

"Boss, we left you one!"

Zhan Yuchao waved behind him. A disciple of the war clan threw a disciple of the dark clan in front of Han Yun like a dead dog.

"This is..."

Han Yun's eyes flashed. The dark family disciples lying in front of Han Yun were even more Korean Yun and the scolding man. Looking at the man, Han Yun and Korean Zhan Yu nodded with satisfaction and said, "well done!"

"Hey, hey..."

Zhan Yu smiled with a simple and honest smile, and then the north and South Korean clouds said with gratitude: "if it weren't for the little Lord's help, we would still..."

Several people looked at Han Yun with gratitude in their eyes.

If it hadn't been for Han Yun, the twelve of them would have left only twelve stone men in the end. Now if it hadn't been for Han Yun's help

I don't know how many years it will take to recover their accomplishments.

It can be said that Han Yun gave them everything. As for the original them, they have long disappeared in this heaven and earth with the twelve heaven God array of the war family.