War Emperor

"Let me try it." Mo Ling groaned for a while and said. Just in case, I have to try it naturally, if the seal on the broken bell is really unlocked, it would be a good thing.

As she said, she picked up the remnant clock and twisted her hands. Within her beautiful eyes, two groups of golden flames rose up immediately, and even her pupils turned golden, which was strange and terrifying.

The golden eyes of the eyes of the 40 years of skill are indeed extraordinary, and they are much stronger than the Situ Jin whom Lin Han had seen before.

Enveloped by the special power of the fire-eye golden pupil, a layer of misty brilliance also rises from the residual clock, like a seal, protecting the clock from the power of the former.

This is like forming a tug-of-war, where one side is breaking and the other is defending!

However, the seal on the remaining bell was not trivial. As time went on, Mo Ling did not succeed, and a little bit of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead, which was obviously very laborious.

Lin Han couldn't help but shook his head when he saw this. Although Mo Ling's fire-eyed and golden pupil's skill was considered very strong among his peers, he was still far from breaking the seal of this broken bell. If you look at it this way, it will fail sooner or later.

puff!

Sure enough, not long after Lin Han's thoughts fell, Mo Ling took a small rosy mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood. His face suddenly became pale, and his body softened like a deflated leather ball. .

"Sister, are you okay?" Murphy Yu said, changing color.

"It's okay, it's a pity, it's still a bit worse..." Mo Ling took out a pill from his arms and took it, his face became ruddy, and he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The fire-eyed golden pupil's skill required by this remnant clock is really strong, she still can't break it after ten years.

"Then this remnant clock came, isn't it all useless at all." Murphy Yu said with a bit of depression.

Mo Ling also sighed and nodded a little disappointed, obviously feeling a little helpless.

Just when they thought of it like this, a young laughter made the expressions on their faces stagnant.

"Miss, I...I have a way to open it."

"Do you have a way?" Murphy Yu looked at Lin Han who was talking, couldn't help but stunned, then sneered out, and said contemptuously: "Boy, are you taking the wrong medicine, the fiery eye of fifty years of skill? Do you know what this means? Even my sister can't do it, how can you open it."

Her sister is the jewel in the palm of the Mo family, and her sword-making skills are somewhat famous in the depths of the mainland.

An ordinary teenager who looks very downcast, dare to say that she will do what her sister can't do, she naturally feels like a fantasy.

"Are you really sure?" Mo Ling glanced at Lin Han, but couldn't help frowning.

For some reason, she had an intuition. This young man was very unusual, and her clear eyes occasionally flashed with a sense of maturity and wisdom that did not match her age.

In addition, a young man with a proper talent could tell at a glance that this shameless bell is a weapon of gods, and she also thinks that she is a teenager, maybe she is really sure.

"Of course, it's okay to help you untie the broken bell, but you have to promise me a request." Lin Han smiled lightly. He possesses the Eye of Deception, the magical pupil technique that even gods and demons were fiercely jealous of in the ancient years, which is not comparable to the fire-eyed golden pupil of ordinary swordsmiths.

So Mo Ling couldn't do it, but he might not.

"What's the requirement?" Mo Ling asked.

"The pill you took should be the precious "Pill of Pei Yuan"." Lin Han glanced at Mo Ling's arms and smiled.

Pei Yuan Dan, due to its scarce formula and extremely cumbersome and troublesome refining, even in the east of the central area, very few are sold. Only deep in the mainland, this kind of medicine is popular.

He is now shattered and his vitality is severely injured. This pill for pill cultivation is just right to recover his wounded body.

So when Mo Ling took out the pill, he thought about it.

"Yes, it is Pei Yuan Dan, do you want this?" Mo Ling nodded.

Lin Han nodded and said with a bitter smile that he had suffered some injuries and needed some Pei Yuan Dan to heal his injuries.

"Yes, if you can unlock the remnant bell, I will give you ten Pills of Pills for Pills, each of which has tremendous energy to restore. Ten Pills of Pills for Pills are enough for ten gods. The character has recovered from his injury, enough for you." Mo Ling nodded with a smile. From Lin Han's somewhat pale look, she had long seen that she had suffered internal injuries.

However, just as she thought of this, Lin Han shook her head and said something that surprised her.

"Ten are not enough. My injury is a bit special. It takes a hundred pill to recover."

"What, a hundred?" Murphyyu almost jumped up, pointed her finger at Lin Han's nose, annoyed: "Little pervert, what kind of injury have you suffered? You need so many yuan pills to recover, you simply Talk to the lion!"

A hundred pill of cultivation, even if a strong person in the heaven and human realm is injured, it is enough to recover.

Lin Han is only sixteen years old, and he doesn't seem to be very strong. How could he be injured at that level.

This is purely a wild asking price.

She didn't know that Lin Han's divine pill, that was the legendary imperial grade divine pill, wanted to recover, and it was more troublesome than normal people. It needed a hundred pill of cultivation, but it was normal.

Mo Ling also frowned. Even if the Mo family is a master swordsmith in the depths of the mainland, with a profound background, Pei Yuan Dan cannot be like sugar beans, just giving so many to others. This time she came out of the family, and Just brought more than one hundred Peiyuan Pills, if most of them were given to Lin Han, it really made her feel a little bit sad.

"Haha, Miss Mo Ling, this is a broken **** weapon. It must be familiar and heavy. You should know it. If the world is under the sky, just a hundred pill of cultivation can be exchanged for a broken god. I'm afraid I don't know how many people will sharpen their heads to change them." Lin Han smiled lightly.

The weapon of the gods is the top weapon in the entire Hongzhou mainland.

Even if this one is broken, the value is unimaginable, and one hundred pill of cultivation will be worthless.

"Okay, if you really do it, I can give you a hundred pill of cultivation." Mo Ling hesitated, nodded, and said.

In this crisis-ridden and fiercely competitive area, there can be one more broken **** weapon, which is too useful. Maybe because of this, he will get the Great Thousand Blood Inflammation Cloak.

"Little pervert, let the lion speak too much, if you can't, see how this lady punishes you." Murphyyu gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Han.

This kid is typically blackmailing.

Lin Han shrugged with a smile, ignored her at all, then took the half of the broken clock, and then, with a movement of his mind, the chaotic good fortune art in his body circulated, and in an instant a layer of demon was covered on his eyes. The strange cyan light, like two small cyan suns, is extremely flaming.

"Pupil technique?"

"Is he really not a swordsmith?" Murphy Yu saw the expression on his face freeze, as if he was struck by a thunderbolt.

Generally only swordsmiths can condense the pupil technique, and some magic pupil techniques may also be born without sticking to the fire eye golden pupil. In addition, Lin Hanshi just said that he has studied the sword making, so in her opinion, Lin Han may be a swordsman!

However, what shocked her was, what kind of eye is this? The fluctuations that emanated were much deeper than those of my sister's forty years of fire-eye golden pupil skills.

The elder sister's fire-eyed golden pupil, but it took a lot of precious medicinal materials in the family that she didn't know to get to that point. This kid was only sixteen years old, which made her feel a little incredible.

"This kind of pupil technique, I am afraid that only some swordsmiths can match it. Is he a swordsmith?" The middle-aged man was even more shocked.

At the age of sixteen, if he were really a master swordsmith, his talent would be too appalling.

Swordsmiths are also divided into six levels: low-level, intermediate-level, high-level, and six levels: master of swordsmith, king of swordsmith, and emperor of swordsmith.

There was only one Master Xu in the entire Hongzhou mainland as the King of Sword Casting. As for the emperor of sword-making, he hadn't heard of it for thousands of years. At that point, he was trained by the heavens, the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars, and his methods were unimaginable.

Their Mo family can become famous in the depths of the mainland, but there are a few clan elders of the top sword-making masters.

This is already the highest-level swordsmith in Hongzhou mainland.

Mo Ling is also known as a rare sword-making wizard for hundreds of years, and currently he has only reached the water grade of a high-level sword-making master!

Lin Han was only sixteen years old, and he had the aquatic products of Master Swordsmith. That would be appalling.

Mo Ling was also a little startled, and finally realized that this young man was not as simple as it seemed.

If the other party is really a 16-year-old swordsmith, the spread of this will probably shake the depths of the mainland.