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Chapter 1166 The embroidery needle recognizes its master

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    Han Fei could feel the prayers from the ten thousand-year-old tree demon.

    If the demon plant channel hadn't suppressed its strength, Han Fei could almost confirm that this guy must be a difficult opponent, and his strength was at least at the explorer level.

    " However, if placed in the same realm, the strength of this ten thousand-year-old tree demon would pale in comparison.  It was just a face-to-face meeting, and Han Fei took him down.

    Han Feixiao looked at the leafless tree and said, "Uncle Tree, please wait a moment until I receive this product."

    The vicissitudes of the voice of the Leafless Tree said: "Why don't you go over now? I can open the passage."

    Han Fei said: "Don't rush, I still have a few things to do now."

    Han Fei was not in a hurry and sat down cross-legged not far away.  The first thing he took out was an embroidery needle.  This Dinghai rare treasure has not been recognized as its owner since it was obtained.

    Before, Han Fei felt that he was not strong enough to make him recognize his master.  But at this moment, his strength has reached the peak of law enforcement, and his body, energy and blood are comparable to those of an intermediate explorer. There is no reason why he still cannot recognize his master.

    At this moment, Han Fei could already see that less than half of the rust on the surface of the embroidery needle had peeled off.  Thinking about it, I should already be qualified to recognize the Lord.

    Of course, Han Fei didn't dare to be careless.

    After all, when he was refining Snow Sorrow, he almost killed half of his life.

    When taking out the embroidery needle, Han Fei also took out more than 2,000 spiritual fruits to prevent accidents.

    "Hi!"

    Han Fei opened his palm with snowy sorrow, clocking the time, and his blood flowed.

    Han Fei was a little surprised.  His own blood actually showed a faint golden glow.

    However, he didn't care so much. He held the embroidery needle and shouted: "We are old friends now. You have seen how my strength has grown. Isn't it too much to have a master? No surprise, Breakthrough Explorer  , it¡¯s just a matter of minutes. By then, even with the resources I have, I can reach the peak of the Explorer, do you believe it?"

    In his heart, the old turtle roared: "Suck you to death. You are just at the peak of law enforcement, and you want to easily conquer Dinghai's rare treasures? How can it be that simple?"

    As soon as the old turtle finished speaking, Han Fei was suddenly shaken, and blood from his body poured into the embroidery needle crazily.

    ¡°Zi Liu!¡±

    Within a few breaths, 20% of the blood essence was consumed.

    ¡°Damn it, I¡¯m at the peak of my law enforcement skills!¡±

    Han Fei¡¯s expression changed drastically.  The first reaction is that the embroidery needle is of a higher level than Snowmourne.  Otherwise, where could such a scene occur?

    ¡°Buzz!¡±

    The immortal body continued to activate, and more than a thousand spiritual fruits around Han Fei collapsed.  As long as it breeds vitality and stimulates vitality and blood, why am I afraid that I won't be able to hold a stick?

    "Kakaka!"

    I saw rust and cracks on the embroidery needle.

    The actual consumption is not as exaggerated as what the old turtle said.

    Of course Han Fei couldn't be sucked to death, so many spiritual fruits were not just for fun.

    It only took more than 30 seconds for the rust on the embroidery needle stick to crack, revealing its true stick body.  It was an exquisite long stick with bright black color, and the stick body was covered with formation textures.  Unfortunately, the carving is very fine and does not affect the feel at all.  The texture is dark golden and not very eye-catching.  This color cannot cover up the bright black color of the stick itself.

    When the embroidery needle appeared in its entirety, Han Fei was refreshed: It looks extraordinary!  I don¡¯t know if it can be compared to the Golden Cudgel?

    Hear the Leafless Tree say: "What a powerful weapon, much stronger than the branches of the ten thousand-year-old tree demon."

    The old turtle inside Han Fei also widened his eyes.  What it just said was nothing more than angry words.  Dinghai Yibao is strong, but a weapon is a weapon. No matter how strong it is, it won't be able to drain so much of Han Fei's blood in the blink of an eye!

    After all, this is just for recognizing the master, not for fighting yet.

    After burning the incense, Han Fei turned pale.  Thousands of spiritual fruits are not enough, and the vitality of the immortal body is about to be suppressed.

    ¡°Bang bang bang bang!¡±

    When another thousand spiritual fruits were shattered again, Han Feicai became energetic again, as if he had been injected with vitality.

    Half an hour later.

    Han Fei shattered thousands of spirit fruits again, and then felt the suction force drop suddenly, making the old turtle stunned for a moment.

    Dawuguai cursed in Han Fei's body: "Fish shit luck, fish shit luck. Where did you get this stick? It's a battle stick commonly used by kings."

    "Um?"

    Han Fei was shocked: "The embroidery needle used by the king?"

      Han Fei nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, not bad."

    While admiring, Han Fei seemed to understand something.

    The grade of the Dinghai exotic treasure is probably much higher than that of the first-class divine weapon.  The current state of the demon refining pot is obviously not enough to read the information of Dinghai's rare treasure.

    This means that the Demon Refining Pot must have other small vines scattered in various other places.  Anyway, Han Fei didn't believe that this was the limit of the Demon Refining Pot.

    Old Turtle said that the Dinghai Treasure is a king-level weapon.  The appearance of the third small vine can probably deduce something below the king.  Going further up, it may really be beyond the level that you can understand.

    After all, Han Fei has no idea how terrifying the king level is.

    Are the Beast King and the Son of God strong enough?  That's just a half-king, and it's the limit that he can only challenge two or three venerable peaks at the same time.

    Han Fei couldn't help but ask: "Oogway, how many peak sages can a strong man who has just entered the king's realm defeat?"

    The old turtle's voice was deep, and there was obviously some disdain in his tone: "How many? There is no comparison. No matter how useless the king is, casually killing seven or eight peak sages is just like playing. Even the kind that is extremely powerful  The venerable one cannot be the opponent of a king."

    "Hiss!"

    Han Fei was shocked: Sure enough, all the kings are just ants.  No wonder, I can't see the information about the embroidery needle. There is a huge gap between co-authors!

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