Chapter 777

"It's worthy of being the fearsome nihilistic emperor. It's so powerful." The golden light on xiaojinren's body is also a little dim at this time. It can be seen that in order to resist Han Xuan's power, he uses all the Demon power in his body.

Far away!

"Ah, who is releasing the magic power? My old bone can't stand so much trouble." It was grandfather Wang Fugui who was talking.

"Nihilist, what do you want?" Tu Shanrong opened his eyes and looked in one direction.

"I didn't expect that after so long, you are still as strong." In front of Bai yuechu, Tu Shanhong looks in the same direction.

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"Master, please calm down!" This time, xiaojinren finally knows Han Xuan's strength and says in a hurry.

"Hum" cold hum, Han Xuan and the silent Jin Lingzi leave here.

Just as the figure just disappeared, Han Xuan's voice came into Jin Ren's ears.

"I won't interfere in the affairs of Bai yuechu, but if you are not good for him, I will turn your country upside down."

"Well, thank you, master." Arched hand, Han Xuan said to the void, then turned into a golden light, disappeared in the sky.

When Han Xuan comes to Bai yuechu, he is in a coma, and his ebony beaked beast is also removed.

"Master, you just now!" Tu Shanrong wants to talk but stops.

"It's OK. I moved my muscles." Han Xuan waved his hand. He can't tell the story that xiaojinren is here. After all, xiaojinren didn't mention it in the original book. There must be his reason.

"Oh, now we are going to see Tu Shan's most famous drama. Are you coming?" Han Xuan knows that the red moon chapter of fox demon world is about to start running.

"I won't go." Han Xuan shakes his head. He's not sure. If he goes there, does that guy dare to show up? If it's just because of the bustle that makes the origin of the world disappear, it's too late for Han Xuan to cry.

Looking at TU Shan Rong take away the comatose Bai yuechu, Han Xuan stops for a long time, and Shenzhi has explored those people all over.

"Ling'er, I'll take you to Tushan. You must be bored in the past five hundred years." More than ten minutes later, Han Xuan's gentle face is hard to believe that this is the long-known nihilistic emperor.

"Good!" As soon as Jin Lingzi's eyes shine, Han Xuan is right. In the 500 years since Han Xuan disappeared, Jin Lingzi has been depressed. If it wasn't for her not being human, she would have been separated from Han Xuan.

Taking Jin Lingzi to shuttle in the streets, there are two people's footprints in every corner of Tushan.

"Brother, here you are!" Sitting in a small pavilion, Jin Lingzi hands the sugar gourd to Han Xuan.

"Ling'er can eat by himself."

"No, no, brother!" Jin Lingzi is reluctant to give up, and Han Xuan will never give up if he doesn't take a bite.

"Good, brother!" In the end, Han Xuan still can't resist Jin Lingzi's coquetry and crams sugar gourd into his mouth.

"How many years, the memory of the past, as if in yesterday." Even if Han Xuan's cultivation is profound, he can't help it.

"Boom" just as Han Xuan was intoxicated with his childhood memories, the earth trembled, and this dilapidated Pavilion rattled“ Han Xuan looks into the distance as the "Ka" bamboo stick breaks off.

"What's the matter, brother?" Jin Lingzi is close to Han Xuan.

"North Mountain demon emperor. Here we are