Chapter 1886

If the bitterness can be described by taste, then the bitterness of Linlong can be described by Coptis chinensis.

Han Sanqian frowned strangely: "what do you mean?"

"Do you know who are buried here?" Lin long said with a bitter smile.

"I don't know." Han Sanqian shakes his head.

"Let's start with Cheng Yongshi. Two hundred million years ago, the immortal sea area at that time was not a real God family, and Cheng Shiyong was one of the three true gods in the world of eight directions. As for Liang Han, he was the famous God of opening up wasteland in the world, and the third true God of supporting the emperor and the family."

"There are also those who have a great future. Each of them was once a man of the day in all directions of the world. He is famous and famous. Is this the waste of that population?"

Lin long shakes his head and laughs bitterly. Any one of them is a very important person and a real God with high reputation in the world.

Han Sanqian also completely stay in place, he can not think that the voice of a group of waste, unexpectedly, these big men.

It's not that Han 3000 has gone with the wind, and it's not that they can't carry a knife. It's that Han 30 million can't think of it.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect that the world of eight wasteland heavenly books was the last place where so many real gods fell." Lin Long's incredible way.

"How could they be here?" Han 3000.

"Perhaps, to them, to be the true God of the eight worlds means that they are invincible in the eight directions world. Therefore, the things beyond the boundary of the eight kingdoms of heaven may be their pursuit, but they did not expect that here, it has also become the place where their lives end." Lin long shook his head and sighed.

"It's no wonder that the true gods of the eight sides of the world are always disappearing unconsciously. Perhaps, even their families don't know why they suddenly disappeared."

Han Sanqian sighed.

But in addition to sighing for them, Han's heart is suddenly like a mountain.

Just now, how confident the fans are, how helpless they are.

So many big men are hanging here. What confidence does Han 3000 have to get out of here?!

"Han Sanqian, I feel so cold." Lin long looks at Han 3000 Dao quietly.

Seeing the graves of so many great gods, Lin long had no confidence.

"I think so." Han Sanqian is extremely embarrassed.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.

I don't know whether it's cold around the tomb or the heart dragon with one dragon.

After a moment, Han 3000 gently smile: "then I have to play with it to the end."

Seeing Lin long puzzled, Han 3000 said with a smile: "so many great gods are coming here, what does it mean? It shows that the eight barren heavenly books may not only record the names of the true gods, but also have something transcendent, so that they can be attached to them. "

"You said yes, but the problem is, they all died here, you..." Lin long shook his head.

These ancient true gods are far more powerful than any of the real gods now. They can even exaggerate by one dozen to three, because the aura of the eight worlds has become thinner and thinner for thousands of years, and it is more difficult to cultivate them to a higher level. Secondly, the true God is also divided into the unknown and the famous.

In particular, Zhang Juntian and other real gods, it can be screen out the demon family of unparalleled God of war.

"Well, it took them a long time to see it, and me? In this world, nothing can stop me Han Sanqian smiles with confidence.

No matter how difficult it is here, Han Sanqian will go out alive. There will never be a place for him in the grave here.

Because Su Yingxia and nianer are still waiting for themselves.

"Come on." Han Sanqian looks at the sky in the bamboo forest with confidence.

Almost at this time, the rain was coming, the sky was full of clouds, and the sky was full of black clouds. It was only then that the sky was bright. Now it was like day and night.

In the bamboo forest, also began to deep hand, no finger, black extremely terrible.

At this time, Han 3000 heard the rustling sound of bamboo leaves.

Han Sanqian fixed his eyes and saw that in several tombs, the grave grass shook gently, and the leaves on the grave moved away. Then, a ghost hand stretched out from the grave, grasped the ground, and slowly crawled out with his remnant mole's body.

"No!" Lin Long's heart was cool. Those who climbed out of the tomb were obviously the dead souls of the real gods. It was obviously difficult to deal with them!

Han Sanqian's palms are also sweating. He has never dealt with the real God. He knows nothing about the power of the true God. Although these are all dead souls, Han Sanqian has no idea what kind of ability they have or how much energy they inherited before they were alive.

With the help of Pangu axe in his hand, Han 3000 took the lead in attacking regardless of so many.

Just for a moment, Han 3000 in the bamboo forest, with those ghosts hand in hand.

A few minutes later, Han Sanqian's eyes suddenly moved, and the whole person suddenly drew back. Then, he rushed to the top of the bamboo forest in a strange posture."Han Sanqian, what are you doing?" The magic road of Linlong.

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