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Chapter 1627 The remnants of the Son of God

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    After hearing what the old turtle said, Han Fei was stunned for a long time and suddenly became happy.

    Co-author Lao Yuan is still scared at the bottom of his heart!  Now is a good time for him to hug his thighs.  Lao Yuan, such a shrewd turtle, finally knew how to seize the moment.

    From the old turtle's point of view, signing a master-servant contract with Han Fei is an extremely uncomfortable thing.  However, experiencing the catastrophe of Xue Fan once again proved Han Fei's luck.

    If the Blood Sea Divine Tree did not know Han Fei, if Han Fei did not arrange for someone to enter the Blood Sea Divine Tree City, if Han Fei did not obtain the Earth Veins Fountain by coincidence, if in the end the Son of God had to save Han Fei without sacrificing himself, if Han Fei did not die nine times  The Soul-Splitting Chapterall these ifs are the fundamental reason why Han Fei can survive this kind of catastrophe!

    Poor that Xue Fan, he can definitely be called a legend of an era.  No matter how talented he is, his level of resourcefulness will be resounding to all races in the sea.  As a result, Han Fei was killed.

    I¡¯m afraid that Xue Fan himself also considered that the Blood Sea Divine Tree would backfire, but he didn¡¯t expect Han Fei¡¯s influence on him to overcome the tribulation

    Even if the Blood Sea Divine Tree will bite back, he thinks he can withstand it.  In fact, the moment the Blood Sea Sacred Tree exposed its soul was the best moment for him to devour the Blood Sea Sacred Tree.

    But unfortunately, Han Fei has mastered the divine art of Apocalypse, and he will help the Son of God purify it at the expense of thousands of years of life.  This directly led to the failure of Xue Fan's parasitism, and he could only avoid the Apocalypse Divine Spell.

    In fact, from this incident, we can also see that the Apocalypse Avenue is stronger than the Parasitic Avenue.  At least, it is better than the parasitic avenue that Xue Fan can master now.

    At this moment, Han Fei smiled softly: "Old Yuan, you should have been like this a long time ago. There is no shame in the master-servant contract, and I will not really treat you as an old servant. In the future, maybe I can get your body back."  .If one day I become emperor and become a god, you simply don¡¯t want to make too much money.¡±

    The old turtle was speechless: "You should stop dreaming now Now that the emperor has decided, let's sign the contract Now, you have used up all the things that can be used to temper your body. In this territory, your tempering  Your body has reached its limit. It will be very difficult for you to improve it any further. You now need a truly powerful body refining technique."

    Han Fei looked at his body, which was cracked like tempered glass cracks, took a breath and said, "Isn't my body refining skills enough?"

    The old turtle snorted: "Two heavenly tribulations have tempered your bones to the limit that the Venerable Realm can almost bear. But you can still become stronger This shows that your immortal golden body, in a sense,  Said, you are still far from your limit. Although your bones can continue to become stronger, your physical body cannot bear it. As you go through the tribulation, this problem will only become more and more serious Do you want to become a king yourself?  When the time came, the flesh and blood disappeared completely, leaving only the skeleton?"

    Han Fei: "My body is strong enough to support this. After the tribulation, only the bones are left. What about others?"

    ??Old Turtle: "My body is not strong, but my coordination is high! Although your body is strong, you are not coordinated. Moreover, do you want to follow the path that is not the ultimate like most ordinary kings?"

    Han Fei shook his head repeatedly, squinted his eyes and said, "Then how do I get good physical refining skills?"

    Old Turtle: "It's time for you to leave this place. Shuimutian and Yinyangtian are a bigger cage. Except for the three kings, there is basically nothing that can improve you. Although I have the great body refining technique,  But that is the great art of my turtle clan, and you can¡¯t use it. You need to go to Thirty-Six Xuantian and find a stronger body refining art. And, from now on, you need to use all your strength to  The body is tempered.¡±

    Han Fei was shocked and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Before I leave, I still have something to do."

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    ¡°All contracts are a binding force based on the rules of the great road.

    It is said that in ancient times, many things could be restricted by contracts It was like borrowing money from others and letting God guarantee it.  If the person borrows money and fails to repay it, God will thunder down and kill the person.

    This is contractual restraint.

    There is no difference in the way the master-servant contract is signed, except that it is more binding on the servant.

    In other words, the old turtle fully possesses his own independent thoughts and actions, but he cannot bite back his master, attack his master, hold grudges, or secretly push his master into crisis.

    When the master dies, the servant dies.  The servant is dead, but the master is fine

    There is only so much content in the contract.

    In fact, if Han Fei and Lao Wugui only regard the contract as a bond of cooperation, just like a contract, there is nothing that Lao Wugui cannot accept.

    From the very beginning, what Old Turtle couldn¡¯t accept the most was that he, a dignified man, had become someone else¡¯s servant.Because the small tree couldn't get in at all, Han Fei felt great resistance.  Unlike when he brought the water fairy with him, Han Fei was not sure whether the divinity of the Son of God had been completely burned out?  Anyway, the price of being put into the refining world was too high, and Han Fei couldn't bear it.

    After finding the Son of God, Han Fei took another look at the vast land of 100,000 mountains, which is the original seaway of the Son of God: "Old Yuan, such a large space was buried like this?"

    The old turtle said: "Do you want to take it away?"

    Han Fei: "Can I take it away?"

    The old turtle pondered for a moment and said, "No."

    Han Fei was speechless: "That doesn't mean you didn't say anything?"

    The old turtle said: "Now the Son of God has just died, his soul has died, but the body is not completely dead. This sea of ??origin will slowly absorb the remaining power of the body. In the end, when there is no power available, he will  will reappear in the world by itself."

    Han Fei frowned: "How long will it take?"

    Old Turtle: "Not sure, it depends on the time when the Origin Sea collapses. But no matter how fast it is, it won't be possible within a few hundred years."

    Han Feidao: "After the death of the strong man, the Origin Sea will be useless at all?"

    Old Turtle: "The power of the original sea will return to heaven and earth. Heaven and earth will feed back to all races in the sea, how can it be useless?"

    Han Fei curled his lips: "Why don't we continue to conserve energy"

    Having found the remnants of the Son of God, Han Fei searched his origin sea again and made sure that there were no traces of the Blood Mortal. Then he cut open the void and went to the outside world.

    The third time he used the Navigation Omniscope, Han Fei still found the remnants of Xue Fan.  This guy is more than 50 miles underground, hiding in the broken sandy soil in a very remote area. There is a small vine about an inch long, with a red seed underneath.

    Han Fei crushed the thing to pieces without hesitation, leaving no residue behind.

    ??Perhaps, this red seed will regenerate into a different big red jujube plant.  However, he must not be merciful at this time to eradicate the grass and roots.  Otherwise, after a few years, if this mortal is given another chance, he might be able to make a huge difference.

    To be honest, Han Fei doesn't think Xue Fan's talent is that great, at least it's not as good as his own But does talent represent everything?  When it comes to strategy, even those whose talents are several levels higher than Xue Fan's will probably be abused by him.

    Isn¡¯t the Son of God the son of God?  In terms of talent, will the Son of God be inferior to Blood Mortal?  Han Fei didn't believe it.  But even the Son of God is obsessed with this mortal way.

    It can be seen that the path of spiritual practice is not entirely dependent on talent.

    At this moment, after Xue Fan's death was confirmed, Han Fei felt much more at ease.

    Looking around, Han Fei smiled and said, "Old Yuan, it's time for us to go out."

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