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"At this speed, before dark, I can walk out of Requiem Valley and reach the independent space of the soul race, leading to the first small town outside of the world." Hun Han muttered to himself while looking at the map given by the elder of the soul race. Talking.

The entrance to the independent space of the soul clan, like the ancient clan, was also built on a vast lake.After leaving the lake, there is a dense small forest.The beasts in the forest have long been cleaned up by someone with a heart.This also made Kunhan not encounter any demon beasts after he left Qin Lan.

"I don't know what happened to Aunt Qin?"

In the eyes of the cold soul, there was a hint of worry, and he said in secret: "The black-robed man said that Aunt Qin has a semi-sacred cultivation base. Presumably, it is enough to deal with the black-robed people! But, what is it? Who wants to kill me?"

Hun Han is a crossing child, and his mind and body ages are very incompatible.No benefit, no harm.If you want to kill someone, you must have a motive.The question is, what is the motive of the other party?

Hun Han is the thirteen son of the Soul Clan Emperor, and the answer is obvious. The other party is directed at the Soul Clan Young Patriarch.Apart from this, Hunhan couldn't figure it out, what's the use of killing him!

"No, does the other party have a brain? Even though I have awakened the blood of the gods in their eyes, even if it is a period of fighting energy, my future achievements will not be bad. With my talent, I have the strength to compete for the soul race He’s the young patriarch. But my cheap father doesn’t treat me much at all."

Hun Han was puzzled. He used to be very low-key. Because he could not cultivate before, almost no one among the Soul Clan had come to him.If the opponent came to assassinate him not for the position of the young patriarch of the soul race, then, what is the purpose of the opponent!

If it is for the position of the young patriarch of the Soul Race, there is absolutely no need to kill him Soul Cold.After all, how indifferent the Soul Heaven Emperor is to the Soul Cold, everyone in the Soul Race is obvious to all.Killing the soul cold is totally unnecessary!

"It doesn't matter, go to Requiem Town first and wait for Aunt Qin to speak!"

Knowing the story line of Doupo, Hunhan seems to have the vision of God.Hun Han knew that after more than ten years, the vindictive continent had returned.In order to cultivate the emperor's young pill, the Soul Heaven Emperor sacrificed the hundreds of millions of descendants of the Soul Race.After that, in order to defeat Yan Emperor Xiao Yan, the Soul Heaven Emperor cruelly took many powerful Soul Clan sacrificial swords.

Hun Han, he didn't want to be the hapless one among them.With regard to the soul race, since it had already walked out of the independent space of the soul race, Kun Han was not stupid enough to participate in it.

As for the last tragic fate of the Emperor of Soul Heaven, the Emperor of Soul Heaven didn't treat him very much anyway. For the cheap old man, before leaving, Soul Heaven gave him three big beeps, and did not want to continue to intervene.Everything, let it go!

"Huh~ finally out of the forest."

Hun Han exhaled a long suffocation, standing at the entrance of the valley, a piece of green grass imprinted Hun Han's eyes.It's summer in this world.There are countless white Xiaorong chrysanthemums in the green grassland in front, and a few golden yellow flowers stand among them. Within 500 meters, butterflies dance lightly.Three kilometers away, one could faintly see the smoke formed by the firewood raised by the residents of Requiem Town.

"gorgeous!"

Hun Han licked the Zhuji lollipop in his hand and couldn't help but admire.

call out

Before Hun Han breathed a sigh of relief, a figure shot at him from the big tree behind him.

Bang

It happened suddenly, and it was the first fight again.Before Hun Han had any reaction, his body was affected by a terrifying force.A low-altitude parabola was left in the air, and it fell heavily fifty meters away.

puff

Hun Han spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked forward.I saw that the man was wearing a fiery red shirt, and he seemed to be only in his early twenties.At this time, he looked at Hun Han in surprise.It seemed that he hadn't expected that Kunhan could withstand his punch without dying.

The young man in the red shirt could not help but exclaimed, "Is this the horror of the ancient sacrament! It is clearly only the stage of fighting spirit, and he can withstand the punch of the master. Although, this punch is only for me. Used 30% of the strength."

Ancient Eucharist?

In this regard, Hun Han was puzzled!How come the soul clan people know themselves better than himself!

On the Doupa plane, Douzhe's cultivation base is divided into Douzhi Qi 1-9.After that, there are Fighters, Fighters, Dadoushi, Douling, Douwang, Douhuang, Douzong, Douzun, Dousheng, and the legendary Doudi.

Now, the soul cold is only the stage of fighting energy, and can withstand the punch of the big fighting master, even if it is only 30% of the strength of the opponent, it is enough to see the extraordinary difference of this barren ancient sacrament!

Hum

From the forest, there was a slight fluctuation faintly.From that Requiem Town, there are also a few black spots, stepping on the void, and rushing towards this side quickly.Come to think of it, the movement produced here has already attracted the attention of Qin Lan and the masters of the Soul Race lurking in Requiem Town.

Seeing this, the red shirt youth took out a long sword.The sword was as red as fire, and under the indoctrination of the opponent's grudge, it immediately soared into a raging fire.

The young man in the red shirt had sharp eyes and said proudly: "It seems that there is no time. Although I don't want to, but in the current situation, I still have to use this trick. This is really a shame to me!"

It is indeed a shame for a master to kill a six-year-old child who is only weak at the stage of fighting spirit.

"Success!"

Profound Stage Advanced Combat Skill·Burning Flame Slash

call out

With a wave of the hand of the young man in the red shirt, the flame in the sword shot out, forming a blade of light.Before the crimson sword light fell, the flowers and plants on the ground ten meters away from it quickly withered and turned black.

Bang

In the end, the sword fell straight down.The flame instantly swallowed the figure of Hun Han.When the fire dissipated, a long black line of horror, one hundred meters long and twenty meters wide, was left on the ground.

The flowers and plants on the ground had all been turned into ashes in the moment just now.In the field, there was no sign of Hun Han.A wisp of breeze blew, faintly, you can still smell the smell of rotten eggs produced by burning flesh.

Just at this time, the black spots that flew out of Requiem Town had already reached this space.

"You actually forced me to do two tricks, boy, you can be considered dead!" In the heart of the red shirt youth, he thought.

However, the young man in the red shirt didn't even dream of it. In an unknown place in the northwest of Doudi Continent, the space trembled for a while, and a six-year-old child in aqua blue robe was vomited out by the space.