President Bingshan's personal doctor

The insect king likes to be lively, so he couldn't wait, seeing that Su Han wanted to eat and drink, he simply took the stars and quicksand to play first.

"Don't run away,"

Su Han ordered, "I'll find you later."

"Row!"

The insect king disappeared in a flash.

"This kid."

Su Han shook his head helplessly, the insect king is like a child, like a little brother, there is really nothing he can do when he becomes naughty.

While eating, his consciousness penetrated into the soul ring.

His avatar is repairing the murloc spirit.

The tomb-slayer beast on one side was staring at it, and it was also merging with the original soul it had just found.

Seeing Su Han's consciousness come in, the tomb-suppressing beast opened its eyes.

"The Falling Demon Tower was more damaged than I imagined, and it almost completely collapsed."

So it can be seen how terrible that battle was.

Even the artifacts were shattered like this.

Just a little bit, the Demon Falling Tower may disappear completely, and there is no possibility of repairing it.

This is also luck.

In the battle back then, how many powerful masters fell, it can be said that it was a devastating disaster, just a falling demon tower, the tomb town beast thought it was nothing.

"Is it difficult to repair?"

Su Han asked.

"Other people will definitely not be able to repair it, but here I am, there is still a way, the big deal is to refine a new one."

Only the tomb-suppressing beast dares to say such words.

This is a divine tool, if you say refining, you can refine it.

Of course, that is also the current grave-slayer beast, and the tomb-slayer beast that has not recovered the core soul fragment dare not say this.

The difficulty of repairing artifacts is far greater than that of refining artifacts.

This is based on a very high understanding of refining weapons, otherwise it would be impossible.

Su Han looked at his clone and asked, "How long will it take?"

He wondered if he could get this done before he went home.

After all, it is impossible for the Tomb Slayer Beast to go back with him again.

It belongs to the cosmic sea.

Seemingly knowing why Su Han asked this question, the Tomb Slayer said calmly: "Don't worry, I will definitely fix it, and it will definitely be available when you need it."

It looked at Su Han, "If you haven't repaired it when you go home, I'll go back with you until it's repaired."

Su Han smiled: "I have no objection."

Where can he have an opinion?

now.

Su Han's avatar controls the black flame with both hands, and in front of him, there is a small demon-falling tower suspended.

It was the murloc incarnate.

He could still see the murloc's face. At this moment, the murloc closed his eyes without any consciousness, completely entering a mysterious state.

"The entire body of the Demon Falling Tower is made of the skeletons of the great monsters of the ancient times, the Merman Race."

"The merman race is a very powerful big monster. There are not many of them, and all of them are strong."

"At least they are at the supreme level. In ancient times, there were not many such big monsters, but they are all extinct now."

Hearing the explanation of the tomb-slayer beast, Su Han was shocked.

What kind of terrible era was the ancient times, where the supreme beings walked everywhere and the mighty people ran all over the streets?

But such an era, how could it fall.

The Tomb Slayer said that the wars of that era were completely different from those in the Spiritual Realm, not only at different levels, but also for different reasons.

This time, the tomb-slayer beast also didn't go into details. It seems to be a hidden thing, so it's hard to tell Su Han.

Su Han didn't ask either.

Just do the current thing well, and there is no need to worry about things that don't need to be worried.

"I'll leave it to you here, I have to go and see the insect king, lest this kid cause trouble."

After speaking, Su Han backed out.