War Emperor

The smile on the corner of Lin Han's mouth was full of drama.

He also understands that the little Taoist must know that fighting with him now will definitely not be worth it.

Therefore, he has some meaning to settle down on the little Taoist priest.

"It's extremely, it's extremely, I don't know what fellow Daoist Lin Han wants to do for the poor Daoist?"

The smile on the little Taoist priest's face froze slightly, and he raised a dry smile again.

When he spoke, a strange color flashed in the bottom of his eyes. If he had full confidence that he could take down Lin Han, he would naturally not talk so much nonsense to Lin Han. Unfortunately, the Qingping sword and Pangu on Lin Han's body Blood Qi, Kaitian Jiu Shi, Honghuang Casting Sword Furnace, and so on are all trump cards that are enough to shock Honghuang. It's too scary. Even if some of his hidden methods are very extraordinary, he doesn't want to really fight with Lin Han. Cheaper than others.

"Well, let's compensate for an 8 million-year-old medicine, and I'll write it off. How about that?"

Lin Han stroked his chin with his slender fingers, thought for a while, and smiled lightly at the little Taoist priest.

"What, eight million years old medicine?"

When the little Taoist heard this, his scalp exploded, his eyes widened, looking at Lin Han's expression, with the expression of your "lion's mouth", and said sharply: "Fellow Daoist, are you following me? Just kidding, eight million years old medicine, this is very precious and rare."

In the end, his face was a little bitter.

Such a treasure, even if some super strong people see it, they will be very excited.

If he just lost in vain, for him, it would really be equivalent to cutting flesh.

"This is already considered light. Normally when someone else robs me of my treasure, I will never show mercy. Think about it for yourself."

Lin Han's expression turned slightly gloomy, and he said coldly, as if he didn't want to talk to the little fat man.

When speaking, the muscles on the body were slightly mobilized, and the ten images of the gods floating in the sky all over the body exuded even more terrifying power, like ten invincible chaotic demon gods, who can suppress nine heavens and ten places, with incomparable majesty.

In this piece of land, countless stones are shivering, as if ants saw a giant dragon and wanted to surrender.

The little Taoist priest, every inch of fat on his body was shaking, he felt a particularly strong sense of oppression, he glanced at the ten pictures of the gods that illuminated the world, and deep in his heart, there was also a touch of regret. .

Lin Han's Ten Elephants Time and Space is indeed amazing. Even though he is very powerful among his peers, he still feels a little throbbing in the face of this magical power. For some reason, it gives him the feeling that these ten Like time and space, the blocked space, and the great world are all isolated to a certain extent, forming a self-contained realm, which means that it is separated from the jurisdiction of the heavens.

It's only a little bit, but it's still amazing.

Everyone knows that in the entire prehistoric, vast river of time, the one that really dominates the world and manages everything is the aloof and incomparably ethereal prehistoric way of heaven.

What kind of existence that is, no one knows.

Even if he is above the Six Sages and makes all living beings look up to him, Hongjun Daozu, who can't even see the back of his neck, is just a body in the way of heaven, incarnated as a spokesperson for the way of heaven.

There is still a certain gap between this and Heaven itself.

Therefore, the lofty status of the Dao of Heaven in the prehistoric times is unparalleled.

However, the space constructed by Lin Han has a hint of being out of the jurisdiction of the Great Desolate Heaven, which is indeed appalling.

Even some unparalleled powerhouses will definitely not be able to do this.

This is a disrespect to Heaven.

The strangeness of Lin Han's ten elephants in time and space can be seen.

At the moment, his throat rolled gently, and he could only grit his teeth secretly. This time, he was planted in Lin Han's hands. He was unlucky. He really didn't have much confidence. In Lin Han's hands, he had the upper hand. Entering the treasure house of martial arts, an 8 million-year-old medicine, although extremely precious, can also be obtained for his collection.

In the end, he only turned his palm and took out an old medicine that looked like ginseng, and handed it to Lin Han, his teeth were clenched a little, and he said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist, take it, this time I'm wrong. ."

Although he tried his best to be open-minded, anyone could hear that there was an extremely unhappy expression in his tone.

This old medicine was obtained by him when he went deep into a wasteland and experienced a lot of dangers before being guarded by a beast.

In order to get it, he also put a lot of money on him, and now he gave it to Lin Han for nothing. It was no less than cutting a piece of meat from him and giving it to the other party.

There was a slight smell of smoke on his head.

Naturally, Lin Han was not in the mood to pay attention. The little Taoist's thoughts were only focused on the 8 million-year-old medicine. He could only see that the old medicine was glowing, radiant, fragrant and fragrant, and there were many more. The light and rain fell, and just taking a sip would make the pores all over the body feel a little relaxed, and a look of joy appeared in Lin Han's eyes.

The 8 million-year-old medicine, although there is a big gap between it and the billion-year-old medicine given to him by the ancestor Qingxuan, is also a very precious treasure for the general prehistoric powerhouse. It is very difficult to get.

If you get some heavy cities with many creatures to auction, the price will also be a sky-high price.

To extort such a precious medicine from a little Taoist priest, Lin Han was naturally a little happy in his heart.

Immediately, with a stroke of his palm, he took the 8 million-year-old medicine and handed it to Miao'er, smiling, "Give it to you."

When Miao'er looked at the eight million-year-old medicine, her big eyes flashed with a hint of longing. For such a precious medicine, for the cultivators in the prehistoric era, almost no one could ignore it, and only then did she get Qing Xuan. Some of the inheritance of the ancestors are still a little weak. If there is this old medicine, if you fill it with one or two, she will gain even more from that shocking inheritance.

But this is the trophy that Lin Han got, she never thought that it would be given to herself.

At this moment, Lin Han actually wanted to give it to herself. A look of surprise appeared on her delicate and pretty face. She looked at Lin Han in astonishment, and stammered: "Give it to me." She pointed with her slender fingers. For herself, she was a little weird.

Such a precious medicine is enough to make some super strong people have red eyes, so Lin Han gave it to her, which surprised her too much.

"We're friends, it's not that big for me, so I'll give it to you."

Lin Han smiled casually and said softly.

As for Miao'er's situation, he can also see that he really needs an old medicine with a good age to supplement himself, so that the combat power will be better volatilized.

He will speak and ask the little Taoist priest.