I am Han Sanqian

The first thousand eighty eighty-five chapters

Pen Fu www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Han Sanyan Su Yingxia's latest chapter! "This ... this ... this is possible? You ... do you see me?" In the air, at this time, the sound was surprised.

"Is this difficult?" Han Sanyan smiled slightly.

"Is it difficult?" The air sound smiled and smiled: "Do you know the personal, how much time can I see me?"

"1726 years !!"

172 million? !

I heard this number, Han 3,000 suddenly frowned.

What is this concept? A year, even if it is just a few, one second is one year, and it can also be in the past eight decades! After Han Sanyan was shocked, there was a bit of a person with a sense of sympathy, actually spent 17 million years.

Seeing Han Sanyan's expression, half of the air: "Why do you look like this, although he is also a member of the waste, but must admit that he is already all the waste I met, the most Then there. "

Han Sanyan heard this, dismissed, although he didn't want to swear someone is a waste, but the people who spend so many times here are really smart: "Are you lifting me? After all, I am I only used it for an hour, is I am so strong? "

"One hour? From you, come in now, it is already almost a year, I really don't know where you are fascinating, but you can do privilege, because you are really the fastest." Air cold channel.

"I am coma is approaching for a year?" Han San Qi watched.

"Not bad."

Think about it, when you come in, the grass is green. Today, the grass is already yellow, it seems to have experienced the spring and autumn transition, and Han 3,000 is very shocked, it is not missing the congress of the competition. !

"I want to go out!" Han Sanyan urgency.

The sound sound suddenly smiled: "Go out? The last person used the 172 million to see me, then spent six hundred billion years from here, you think? So easy?"

"However, I am very interested in you. After all, you are much better than that help the waste! And, you still have the ancient ax and not destroyed, I want to see, what you are a selection, It is still a nameless. "The voice fell.

The sky suddenly flashed a spiritual light, followed, flying directly into the eyebrows of Han.

Han 3,000 was shocked, and vigilant looked at the air: "What did you do to me?"

"Why is it so nervous? You should be happy, this is the five-line god, in my world, the winner of playing games can be rewarded, this is what you deserve." The air smiled softly.

The voice fell, the world suddenly changed.

Han 3,000 is still a primitive world, the green onion into the sky, the cloudless blue sky, the green grass, the colors, the colors, mixed with a lot of colorful huge mushrooms.

On the far grassland, all kinds of Han Sanyan have never seen the beast.

"Three thousand, this place is good." Lin Long said at this time.

Han Sanyan also nodded, this place is really aura, it is a good place for cultivation. If you stay in this place, we will improve a lot.

"Oh, if you are in the eight-party world, I know that there is such a cultivation, it is estimated that my head is squeezed. I didn't expect, a book, there can be such a way." Han Sanyan smiled.

"Three thousand, it is the eight wilderness book, what is so strange." Stating this, Lin Long's eyes are very complicated.

As a high-grade god of the bifurcation of the eight parties, it is more like a small brother of the Eight-Party World. The Eight-Party World is a world. As a brother, it can naturally create his own world, this is not uncomfortable.

"Yes, what is the five lines of gods just mentioned?" Han 3,000.

Lin Long shakes his head: "It's something, no one knows it, and no one knows what kind of features and this matter, people have seen it, the legend of the only flow, It records all the names of all the true Gods in the world. "

Han Sanyan suddenly came: "That seems, I will be the first secret that I know it, and I am still alive."

Lin Long inexplicably looked at Han Sanyan: "I really don't know where you are confident, this is the eight wilderness book, you didn't hear it just said? Others spend billions of years to go out."

"You didn't listen to him? Those are waste, I am the only one who spent less than a year, I saw it existed." Han Sanyan confident. "

Han Sanyan is not a very floating person, but also does not brag, but this time, he is very confident because it is obvious that the gap between Han Sanyan and the previous people are too big.

One is only for a year, and the fastest has been used for more than 100 billion years. This gap is already very obvious.

Moreover, in any case, Han 3,000 must be left here.

Lin Long also nodded, this is not able to refute: "What should I do now?"

Han Sanyan looked up to the distance: "I don't know, take a look."

After that, Han San Qi took his feelings, walked in front of it, there was a far from the grassland, there was a dense forest, and there was an extraordinary difference with the ginseng tree here.

After a few minutes, Han Sanqi walked into this low grove.

The more you walk, the more the light is, and the trees around the week are gradually replaced by the bamboo forest of the shallots. The ground is full of bamboo leaves, people are walking, and they have the sound of Shasha.

Almost all the way, almost close, breeze between bamboo forests.

In the middle of the bamboo forest, more than a dozen soil bags, this time the bamboo forest is swayed, some sunshine is sprinkled, and Han Sanqi discovered that more than a dozen soil bag, it was the grave in the bamboo forest.

Han Sanqi brow wrinkled, how can there be a grave?

With this curious, Han Sanqi walked to the surface of the grave, it was about a dozen random and pile of graves, simple and incomparably, even under the masking of the bamboo leaves, it still took a few meters high.

All graves are roughly the same, the only difference may be the words engraved on the front of the top of the grave.

"Cheng Yong Shi Tomb."

"Liang Hanzhi Tomb."

Han Sanyan was free to read several tomb names, followed by a frown: "How can there so many graves here?"

At this time, Lin Long's voice rang, full of bitterness, full of : "Han 3,000, we may be miserable, the original, these waste, it turned out to be them."

"If they are all waste, then we ..."

When I said, Lin Long took the sound, there is no way to say it.

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