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    Of course, this is all nonsense.  Jiang Han¡¯s target is a drop of Ling Ximeng¡¯s hard work, which should be enough to detect the peculiarities of his physique.  But the problem is that heartfelt sacrifice is very important to a warrior, so it is impossible to do it directly!  "Take it by force?" Jiang Han's eyes flickered as he looked at Ling Ximeng, who was looking serious not far away. His thoughts were spinning rapidly, trying to come up with a good idea.  A moment later.  After Ling Ximeng confirmed that the rose-red liquid was not poisonous, she took a cautious sip.  The entrance is lubricated and cool, with a faint fragrance. My mind instantly becomes clear, and the anger in my chest gradually subsides.  Ling Ximeng¡¯s beautiful eyes lit up with a hint of surprise.  "How's it going? It's not poisonous, right?" Jiang Han's lazy voice sounded.  "If you have anything to do, tell me!" Ling Ximeng snorted coldly, turned over and put away the drink.  She still can¡¯t completely believe that this thing is not poisonous. It needs to be carefully tested. If it is poisonous, it must be forced out as soon as possible.  "This matter is a bit hard to talk about" Jiang Han coughed dryly.  "In that case, there's no need to say anything." Ling Ximeng said indifferently, "Come, let's see you off!" Wow.  Two guards rushed in and stood beside Jiang Han in an instant. One of them stretched out a hand and grabbed Jiang Han's arm.  "Did I allow you to touch me?" Jiang Han's eyes were slightly cold, and the dark ice flowed in his eyes. The temperature in the room dropped instantly, as if he was in an ice cellar.  ¡°Get away!¡± He yelled, shaking his hands, the two guards flew out instantly as if they were hit hard, smashing two big holes in the tent.  "You dare to take action?" Ling Ximeng's pretty eyes turned cold.  She was bathed in hazy brilliance, like a goddess coming to the world, with astonishing momentum.  "Suddenly I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you anymore." Jiang Han smiled.  He stepped towards Ling Ximeng, and each dark footprint sunk deeply into the ground.  The ice flowed, and in the blink of an eye the entire tent was covered.  "If you don't use the holy weapon, you are nothing!" Ling Ximengsu waved his hand, and slapped Jiang Han with his huge palm, which had a heart-stopping power.  "It seems that you have forgotten what happened in the secret realm of gods and demons. I will kill you like a bag!" Jiang Han used ruthless swordsmanship, and his whole body turned into a sword light.  Directly piercing the palm, he appeared in front of Ling Ximeng in the next moment, slashing towards her neck with an unrivaled edge.  "Ridiculous!" Ling Ximeng's beautiful eyes shot out with brilliance, shattering the sword light, and then flew back, sneering again and again, "If you were the one in the secret realm of gods and demons now, I would tie my hands and let you do whatever you want!" "  This is what you said." Jiang Han suddenly stopped, and the strong sword light on his body faded.  He stared at Ling Ximeng and smiled strangely.  In an instant, his temperament changed suddenly.  He became weathered and cold, and there was no trace of momentum in his body. However, Ling Ximeng's expression changed drastically in an instant.  "You this is impossible!" Ling Ximeng's voice was filled with incredulity, "How could you bring out that forbidden power from the secret realm of gods and demons!?" "Are you going to tie your own hands, or let me take action myself?  " Jiang Han's face was expressionless, his eyes ruthless and cold.  At this time, he seemed to be a different person, not only in terms of strength.  Even the temperament is like another completely different existence.  "Little friend, don't be too bullying." An indifferent voice suddenly sounded.  At the same time, an old man appeared in the house.  He has white hair, but his complexion is as rosy as that of a middle-aged man.  He stared at Jiang Han, suddenly shook his head and sighed, "Little friend, why do you need to overextend your potential like this?" Ling Ximeng was startled, and then a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.  "No wonder it's like thisJiang Han, you are really brave enough to bluff me in this way?" "Bluffing you?" Jiang Han's eyes were dead. He glanced at Ling Ximeng coldly, and suddenly stretched out his hand.  Come out with your right hand.  Ling Ximeng's pretty face suddenly changed. She felt a huge suction force, and her body was out of control. Although it was not as obvious as it was in the secret realm of gods and demons, it was not much weaker.  "Little friend, you have gone too far." The old man's eyes were sharp and he waved his sleeves to stop him.  "Sure." Jiang Han turned his head and stared at him, two whirlpools slowly rotating in his eyes. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The whole space was shaken. The old man's movements were sluggish for a moment, but they soon returned to normal. His pupils shrank,?Hide the shock.  At this time, Ling Ximeng was already in Jiang Han¡¯s hands.  Without any hesitation, Jiang Han stretched out his hand and pressed Ling Ximeng's chest softly Of course, he didn't have the heart to feel it well now, and took advantage of the fact that he still had the strength to directly take a drop of his heart's blood.  (Spirit Tribe) Introduction: A saint from the Spirit Tribe of the Tianwu Continent, she had a vision on the day she was born. The blazing sun coagulated blood, and evil spirits filled the sky.  This woman is originally a descendant of the gods, but she is possessed of demonic intentions. This is fate.  It can contain a spiritual fetus, be born as a god or demon, have unparalleled talents, can solve the situation of troubled times, and can also bring disaster to the world.  A string of information appeared in his mind. Jiang Han waved his hand and threw Ling Ximeng out before he could take a closer look.  "How sorry I am, but that bottle of spiritual liquid is very precious, just take it as compensation! Say goodbye!" Before he could finish his words, Jiang Han turned into a sword light and broke open the tent, speeding towards the sky.  This series of things all happened in an instant. The moment the strong Martial Saint was imprisoned, he was stunned and did not take action in time.  "My little friend, I'm afraid it's not good to leave like this, right? If word gets out, others will think that I didn't treat you well. How about staying and talking to me in peace?" The strong wind howled, and a loud voice came from behind.  , like Tianyin, sounded emotionless, but Jiang Han knew that the Martial Saint of the Spirit Tribe was already angry.  "I have something to do today, why don't we talk about it later?" Jiang Han responded loudly. His face was slightly pale. He had just temporarily possessed the power he had in the secret realm of gods and demons. He needed to exchange it for a holy treasure, and also  It will put a huge load on the physical body!  Suddenly, his expression changed, and he used a small movement technique to teleport forward a few feet.  A bolt of thunder and lightning fell where he was just now, causing ripples in the void.  Boom!  A sound of thunder sounded from the sky. Jiang Han suddenly raised his eyes and saw a majestic figure wrapped in thunder and lightning standing proudly among the clouds, like the Nine Heavens Thunder God, with a terrifying momentum.  "Junior, you dare to bully me, the Saint of the Spirit Clan, and you still want to leave?" It is obvious that this Martial Saint is a bad-tempered master. Thunder and lightning arrive first and sound comes later.  "Brother, you must have misunderstood!" Jiang Han yelled as he ran wildly, "Your saintess and I are in love with each other!" "You bastard, how dare you talk nonsense!" The brother who was playing with thunder has not yet responded, and then  There was a loud roar, and blazing flames ignited from the front, forming a huge wall of fire.  Jiang Han's pupils shrank, his figure stagnated, and then fell sharply.  However, the next moment, the ground rumbled and exploded, countless spikes surged out from the ground, and a thick and dull breath rushed up.  "Damn it, is it worth it for so many saints to go out to catch me, the King of Martial Arts?" Jiang Han almost vomited blood, and stopped abruptly from falling.  At this time, there were angry thunder above, thorns below, fire rain in front, and sharp wind behind Jiang Han sighed deeply. It seemed that he was really in trouble this time.  (To be continued)
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