God of Fishing

Han has to admit, these half-men are really proud. Even if they ended up beating themselves to death, they couldn't hide the fact that they were strong and unparalleled.

The woman reappeared and looked at Han Fei with a few eyes: "You have quite a few cards. If two of these half-men show up at the same time, I wonder if you can take care of them? ”

Han Fei sneered: “I know there are two more out there. But I'm afraid if I take out my real cards, I'll wipe you out. ”

The woman hummed, "Okay, that's it. Destroy the Snow Palace and wait for nature to leave. ”

Han Fei suddenly said: "No! I suddenly realized that I seemed to be being held away by you. I imagined, if I hadn't been the first to come in, maybe you'd have passed on the cleft, too? ”

Woman frowned: “Why did you say that? ”

Han Fei grinned grinningly: “The problem is that the people in your snow shrine are not really good people. You said that spiritual surgery could not be passed on and prevented from falling into the hands of those who were willing to test it. But I ran into two people in a row, and they were taking away others. And just outside, two and a half mermaids and a human being should have been taken hostage. How do you explain that? ”

"Because of my people at Snow Shrine, I never thought that humans would come back. If the Sea breaks into the Snow Shrine, of course I won't be welcome. ”

Han Fei smiled and walked straight to the cold ice throne, grabbing a spiritual fruit in his hand and biting it: “Speaking of which, it seems to make sense... So let me ask you something else, is Snow Shrine self-sealed? ”

The woman nodded: “Of course. ”

Han Fei: “Then I'm curious. If that were the case, Xuejin Palace would have fought the sea demon to death. But why do I see only half a mermaid's soul, but no human? ”

Han Fei sat on the ice and snow throne and lost a magic trick to himself. The Hopper stood on his side with an embroidered needle in his hand, like an iron guard.

Women: "At that time, most of the strong people in the Snow Shrine had left, and there were a handful of people left behind. But it was these people who resisted the waves and waves of shocks from the sea demons. The battle lasted for over three years before it ended with the seal of the Snow Shrine Palace. So, isn't it natural to have half a mermaid's soul? ”

Han Fei sneered: Do you really think I don't understand anything? Wouldn't there be any driving force to take down the Snow Shrine? You want a baby in the Snow Shrine. No baby, why did they hit your house?

But instead of asking immediately, Han suddenly asked, "What was that palace we were in? On the altar, what is it? You see, this time, he died so proud in Snow Palace. We're all human beings, and although we're in a different time, at least you're saving some good for humans. After all, we are still fighting the sea demon. ”

The woman whispered, “Didn't you see that on the altar? Actually, it's just one of my stamps. It's the power to seal the Snow Palace. Otherwise, why do you think Snow Shrine can be sealed? ”

Han Fei suddenly got up and stuffed the apple in his mouth: "Okay! So tell me, how did you destroy the Snow Palace? With this sadness of snow? Well, then you have to lend me some strength! ”

The woman shook her head: "No, I'll give you a break. Go to the altar and destroy the sealed formation... What are you doing? ”

But when the woman spoke, Han Fei suddenly grabbed Snow's grieving sword handle and drank: “Refine me. ”

The Hopper acted immediately and the embroidered needle became thicker and thicker… pressed directly against the sad sword body of the snow.

Meanwhile, there is a lot of spirituality in Han Fei, directly surrounding the sadness of snow, burning wildly.

The woman exclaims, “What are you doing? ”

Han Fei scolded. “I almost lied to you. You are not the master of the Xuejin Palace... the gourd, seal her completely. ”

Immediately, the demon pot appeared.

But I saw two canes and directly caught Frost's sorrow. At this moment, the woman was directly lost to the sword.

But Dinghai Qiaobao is Dinghai Qiaobao. At this moment, he struggles wildly to break free from the bondage of the Refining Demon Pot.

At that moment, the sword raged, cutting out countless cracks in Korean and African jackets.

However, Han did not do his best to pull the handle of the sword.

Fully open, embroidered needle to hold the sword body.

Refining the demon pot, pulled the sword body and dragged it into the pot. It is Dinghai Xuebao, and it is also difficult to get off. After all, it's just a sword. Besides, it's been a long time since I know how many years.

The woman screamed, "Why? ”

Korean non-full-body muscles burst, Wang Baxuan spell to the extreme, roaring: “Why? Why don't you count it yourself? The presence of the Young Soul is a belief, a guardian. You told me they hit the Snow Palace and they showed up? ”

“Just now, you twice disguised yourself as a human, trying to strike at me. Is that what you did to humans? ”

“The moment before, you put your name to the test of my strength, and you put in one of the strongest half-man fish, did you want to kill me? ”

“You mentioned the destruction of the Snow Shrine twice. I didn't ask you anything. You ruined your hair. You ruined it? ”

“Do you really think I believe in your ghost? I would have fucked you up if I hadn't tried to get you some useful information. ”

The evil pot is exploding with horrific power. Otherwise, I'm afraid Han Fei and Hopper can't help but grieve over the snow.

The woman was screaming, “What is this thing? How could it forcibly seal Dinghai's treasure? Let go of me... I said..."

Han Fei roared: “Late, I don't want to know when I know you're not the master of the Snow God Palace. If it weren't for the accident, you weren't human at all. You were a sea monster, right? ”

The corner of Han's mouth snapped up: “Why should the sea monster guard this place? Naturally there is a reason for their guardianship. I even suspect that this snow shrine is not made by humans at all. It's... it's marine in itself. ”

“Take it! ”

“Ah!”

Snow's sorrow was finally taken in by the fierce shock of the Refinery Kettle. Immediately thereafter, the spiritual energy in Han Fei was decreasing wildly, refining the spiritual stones in the heavens and the earth, one after the other began to break apart.

Spirit Springs are more like running water, turning into spiritual energy and disappearing into demonic pots.

The pot was spinning until it ran out of spiritual energy. Han Fei's tears are falling.

The seal is replaceable. It is not replacing itself. It is directly refining and digesting this sword spirit in the sorrow of the snow. The consequences are conceivable.

It takes hundreds of thousands of spiritual energy just to seal an ordinary 40 + levels of life. This is Dinghai's treasure! This woman has been serving as a sword spirit for endless years, she has not been able to extinguish it. You can see how strong this woman is!

At this point, the appliance consumption is not as simple as 12,000. It's a million, a million to disappear.

After a full fragrance time, the spiritual springs in the Korean non-refined heavens and earth have disappeared, and the spiritual stones have been broken by at least 80%, so the demon pot can only stabilize.

“Buzz!”

When the sadness of the snow was spit out, Han Fei felt only that his sword had turned blue. As if in a moment, the sword became gorgeous and pure.

Han Fei this time is called spitting blood to refine the treasure. Seeing that the woman had been refined, without saying a word, her palms were smeared on the sword.

“Hey! Refining! ”

However, when Han Fei's blood didn't go into the snow sadness, the blood in his body was suddenly drained in the blink of an eye. South Africa is not a bad estimate, but at least 20 percent of the blood was drawn.

“Shit, what's going on? ”

Han Fei hastily poured candle dragon blood into his mouth. Then, pull out a spiritual fruit and shove it inside yourself.

But I saw the blood on my palms, still flowing wildly out, sucked in by the sadness of the snow.

Han Fei was big at the time. I have not refined such super weapons as Dinghai Xebao. There is an embroidered needle, but it has never been refined and the embroidered needle does not refine itself.

But at this moment, the sorrow of this cream has been re-quenched by the Refinery Pot and turned into something truly powerless. The first thing Han Fei can't think of, of course, is refining.

But who knows? Would it be so difficult to refine a Dinghai Heibao?

Afterwards, Han Fei did not cry well. His strength plummeted by three points, and his blood and gas had been withdrawn by more than half.

Immediately, Han Fei dared not to be lazy in any way. He sat down directly and began practicing "Indestructible Body".

At this time, only by cultivating the indestructible body can it elicit a powerful resuscitation capacity of the indestructible body, constantly producing fresh blood. That way, you can't be sucked dry by the sadness of the snow.

At that time, Han Fei was almost wrapped up in thick spiritual groups. Lingo, directly, flies out dozens of sheets every few dozen breaths.

Han Fei uses the "Melting Spirit Scripture" to refine himself directly as a spiritual material. This is an impossible thing to do, and the horrific force needed to instigate the practice of "indestructible bodies" is not an ordinary means to do it.

Imagine that a few exercises won't destroy your body, only when you get it, you can quench it with spiritual energy.

And then what?

Candlestick Dragon Blood, Fish Fire, Nine Days Thunder, Ten Thousand Years of Big Red Shirt Tree Fire, Nintenfly's Lava Fire...

Only such forces can drive the rapid change of Indestructible Bodies wildly. Now, even if Han Fei survived the cultivation, he could barely sustain the initial development of the "Indestructible Body" regenerative capability.

After another incense.

Han Fei's skin is broken, his whole body is bleeding, yet Han Fei's eyebrows are wrinkled tightly: not enough, or not enough, what should we do?