War Emperor

"This is... Congenital Soulgrass!" Lin Han seemed to think of something, his body shook, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said with joy.

It is the Congenital Soulgrass, the must-have thing for Old Kui to repair the soul. At the bottom of the Great Black Cliff, he also promised the Old Kui to help him find the Congenital Soulgrass and recover from the injury in the Daxue Mountain.

I originally thought that Daxue Mountain was so huge that it was not so easy to find it. I never thought that I had just come here and saw one of the purposes of this trip, which made him feel a touch of joy.

"Innate soul grass, our luck is too good." Jin Xiao also laughed happily. Elder Kui is also a master of the Golden Ape Clan. If Elder Kui fully recovers, it will also have the strength of the Golden Ape Clan. Great effect. Now that he has the Congenital Soulweed, he undoubtedly sees great hope. By then, even if they face Huze, the Golden Ape Clan will have confidence.

"Haha, it was really our luck to encounter the Congenital Soulweed." But when Lin Han's figure moved and turned into a light, when he was about to pick the Congenital Soulweed, a wild laugh suddenly sounded, and then he continued. In another part of the Daxue Mountain, the devilish energy was rolling. A burly middle-aged man flew over the boundless devil cloud, with a great aura, like the birth of a great demon. There is an aura that everything in the world must surrender and worship. Sui Sui, with a stroke of the palm of his hand, he took the Congenital Soulweed in the palm of his hand and took it for use.

Everyone in the Golden Ape Clan couldn't help but look ugly, this innate soul grass, but they saw it first, this guy actually snatched their belongings.

"Moli, is it you?" Jin Xiao saw the middle-aged man's hand, and couldn't help passing a touch of brilliance in his eyes, and lost his voice.

This middle-aged man was exactly Moli, the patriarch of the Demon Flood Clan, one in the west, and he was also a fierce existence.

Lin Han suddenly thought of the evil spirits, his eyes turned, and he saw that behind this middle-aged man named Moli, there was a young man with extraordinary temperament, who was looking at him with a gloomy and vicious expression. Devil's vengeance.

Lin Han couldn't help but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. It was really Yuan Jia Lu Zhai. Here he saw his opponent's father, and also snatched his innate soul grass.

"That's right, it's me, Jin Xiao is embarrassed, I have also taken a fancy to this innate soul grass, I am afraid I will take it away, you won't have any opinions." Mo Li smiled and played with Jin Xiao.

Although he is not as famous as Huze in this western land, in fact, he does not often fight against the strengths of these races, but his true combat strength is that he does not fear anyone, so even if it is Jin Xiao, he He also looked down, because he knew that Jin Xiao should not be his opponent.

"Naturally have an opinion, let me put down the Innate Soul Grass." However, before Jin Xiao could speak, Lin Han's face sank, and he shouted in a cold voice. The powerful aura erupted in his body, like Volcanic eruptions are normal, causing many nearby snow-capped mountains to rumble, forming a large avalanche. Countless snow falls from the mountain, white mist is permeated, and the scene is scary.

Jin Xiao smiled faintly and didn't say a word, knowing that Lin Han's strength could be alone, and he didn't need to say much.

"Who is your kid, dare to interrupt here?" Mo Li frowned, a cold light flashed across his eyes, staring at Lin Han, a little angry.

What a courage, a young boy who is still nasty, dare to be so presumptuous to him. But what surprised him was that Lin Han actually had such a strong aura. You must know that there are extremely strong restrictions in Daxue Mountain, which can suppress a person's aura to a large extent, even if he wants to do this step, It is not easy.

Lin Han's strength really made him look at him.

"Hey, this kid is the future supreme Lin Han. He was the one who almost killed me." At this moment, Mo Wanchou walked up and sneered beside Moli.

"So he is Lin Han?" Hearing these words, behind Mo Wanchou, many members of the Demon Flood Clan were in an uproar. Demon Wan Chou was a very outstanding young patriarch of the Demon Flood Clan, even in Honghuang. In the West, the younger generation has few enemies. He was beaten to death for hundreds of years in later generations, and it caused a lot of shock in the clan. They never thought that this was the special human youth in the legend.

When I look at it now, it is indeed a bit extraordinary. The head is horny, the eyes are deep, the temperament is calm, and it gives people an unfathomable feeling.

Of course, in addition, there is still more chill in their eyes. A human being who beats their Demon Flood Clan Chief like that is undoubtedly a huge stain for their entire Demon Flood Clan. That incident came out at the time, but it was not allowed. Their Demon Flood Clan has become the laughing stock of some nearby races.

Now that they finally saw the suffering master, they naturally felt a great increase in coldness in their hearts, and they couldn't help but clenched their fists.

"Lin Han? Okay, okay, this patriarch is about to look for you. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really a help to me." Hearing Lin Han's name, Mo Li was also startled, and then he laughed loudly. , A black robe frantically agitated, her black hair fluttered, like a demon about to explode, making people stunned, and there is an impulse to vomit blood.

His eyes were as cold as a sword, and he said grimly: "It hurts my son, the devil has a vengeance, what do you think of this account?"

Boom!

The sound fell, and black lightning descended from the sky, as if the sky was showing off its power. It split the snowy mountains and exploded directly in many places. The mountains and rocks turned into ashes.

Moli's dark eyes, like old ghosts, were very frightening.

Although the evil spirits have been restored, the trauma they have caused to the source cannot be ignored.

It is almost impossible to reach a lofty state in the future.

He naturally hated Lin Han strongly.

After all, the devil's enemies are the hope of their Demon Jiao Clan.

Lin Han is equivalent to ruining the future of their Demon Flood Clan.

When speaking, strands of black gas have transpired from the majestic body, like strands of terrible black flame, covering the sky, making this world dark, like the end of the day, covering the endless earth, the mountains The cultivators all cast their horrified glances at this place, a burst of horror.

After all, the overall realm of Moli was about to complete in the late stage of the taboo. Although there is still a certain gap from the peak of the taboo, it is still very scary, and it is still impossible for Lin Han to deal with it.

"How to calculate?" However, Lin Han sneered, and a mockery flashed across his eyebrows.