Jiang Han stood in the void, and everything seemed to be transformed into purgatory.
No matter which direction he went, he would be doomed.
Four terrifying figures appeared beside him, each breath was different, some were explosive and some were indifferent.
Without exception, these breaths carried clear yet subtle murderous intent.
"They are both saints, but they are far different from the monster beast clan."
Jiang Han secretly thought in his heart that although the momentum of these four martial saints was similar to that of the monster beast clan martial saints he had seen, their temperaments were completely different.
In fact, he felt that the temperament of these four people was not as good as that of Yun Jiuxiao before.
"Jiang Han, you hurt the saint of our clan.
If you can't explain why today, don't blame me for bullying the weak and handing your uniform over to the human race."
The old man with an immortal spirit frowned.
This voice It's very familiar, it must be the first voice I heard.
"You seem to be very familiar with me" Jiang Han was slightly stunned.
The old man clearly knew his identity and that he was a "traitor of the human race", which made him speechless.
Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles.
Why don't they remember that they are the benefactors of their descendants?
But they know this kind of thing and still remember it so clearly.
"How can I not be familiar with Yun Jiuxiao's disciples?"
The old man sighed softly, and seemed to have a lot of interactions with Yun Jiuxiao.
"What nonsense?
Just take it back and see how the saint's injury is.
If it's serious, huh?"
The one who spoke was the Martial Saint who controlled thunder and lightning.
His whole body was surrounded by purple lightning, and there was an electric light in his eyes as he stared at Jiang Han coldly.
"I said, this uncle who plays with thunder, yes, he is talking about you."
Jiang Han is not happy anymore.
Do you really think he is easy to control?
If he had nothing to do before, but now with colorful peacock feathers and other things, even a martial saint can still fight.
"You took it back just as you said.
Wouldn't it be very shameful for me?"
Jiang Han's hand flashed with light.
Colorful peacock feathers and Sirius fangs appeared in his hands, "Come on, come on, at least I will die, and I will be able to help many people from the spirit tribe to support me, and I will not lose anything."
As he spoke, the colorful peacock feathers began to shine with dazzling rainbow light, which was extremely beautiful.
It's remarkable.
However, this is the color that represents death Colorful peacock feathers.
It took countless years for the Peacock Martial Saint to be conceived.
There are four opportunities to use it, and each time is equivalent to a single blow from the Peacock Martial Saint with all his strength.
Although these four demon clan martial saints can block this terrifying power, the aftermath alone is enough to destroy countless spiritual clans below.
There is also the Wolf's Fang.
Although it is not as powerful as the colorful peacock feathers, it has no restrictions on its use.
In other words, it is a treasure that can be used countless times.
"Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.
I am alone, and I am not afraid to tell you."
Jiang Han lazily held up the colorful peacock feather, "This thing can be used four times in total, and I have another treasure, which is also four times.
Dear saints, please think about it yourself."
"If you go to war regardless of everything, then I will naturally not survive.
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Of course, countless people of your Spiritual Tribe will be buried with you.
If you want revenge in the future, you can go to my master Yun Jiuxiao, or my cheap dad.
It is said that What is it called Ye Qianchou?"
Jiang Han suddenly remembered something, another blue light flashed across his hand, and the next moment there was a jade pendant.
"There is also this thing.
It should be called Wentian Jade.
I don't know if you have heard of it.
If I die, remember to take it to ask the Wentian Emperor Clan.
Maybe you can get some secrets."
After saying these nonsensical words, Jiang Han stood still, with an unknown smile on his face, and took out a blue bottle.
He took a pleasant sip, but his body was tense and ready to react at any moment.
"Wentian Jade" boom The thorns on the ground suddenly retracted, and the martial saint, who was exuding a thick aura, made a surprised sound.
He turned away his brilliance, revealing a yellowish face that looked middle-aged.
He stared at the Wentian Jade in Jiang Han's hand for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "Show me that jade pendant.
If it is really Wentian Jade, I can make the decision on this matter and will not pursue it any further."
"Second brother, what are you talking about?"
Uncle Wan Lei in the sky shouted angrily, "He" "Shut up" In front of Jiang Han, the blazing flames went out, and a red-robed figure stepped out with red beard and hair.
He spoke coldly and stopped the thunderous uncle.
"What he said just now is also what I meant."
Flame Martial Saint stared at Jiang Han, "If that is the real Wentian Jade, my spirit clan will never be your enemy from now on."
Jiang Han was stunned.
When he talked about Wentian Jade, it was actually just a temporary thought, because he had always been doubtful about this mysterious jade pendant.
After the system upgrade, many previously undetectable items can be detected, but this Wentian Jade is one of the few items that cannot detect information.
The reason why I spoke out was because I wanted to see if the Spirit Clan Martial Saint knew the origin of the Wentian Jade.
But what Jiang Han didn't expect was that it would cause such a big reaction.
"What exactly is Tianyu?"
He frowned and asked in confusion.
"you do not know" The Flame Martial Saint was slightly stunned, but then he seemed to have thought of something, "That's right.
With your cultivation level, you still can't touch this level."
Jiang Han rolled his eyes, "That's what you said."
"Yun Jiuxiao hasn't told you, so we shouldn't say anything else."
The heavy-breathing Martial Saint shook his head, "When the time comes, you will naturally know."
"It's this kind of cliche again.
It's really an idiotic cliché from idiotic novels."
Jiang Han curled his lips, raised his hand and threw Wentian Yu away. brush The Flame Martial Saint appeared directly next to Wentian Jade, stretched out his hand to grab it, and then observed it carefully.
For a moment, he nodded slightly towards the other martial saints.
"Aren't you afraid that we won't pay you back?"
the heavy-breathing Martial Saint said with a strange tone.
Byakuya shrugged.
Just kidding, it sounds like you don’t have to pay it back if you don’t want to.
My things are mine and you can get them without my permission.
"It seems that you are not worried at all."
Flame Martial Saint's eyes were blazing, like two small suns burning, "Jiang Han, although you are far from Yun Jiuxiao back then, you are worthy of being his disciple."
"Thank you for the compliment.
I've finished watching it.
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Can I go now?"
As he spoke, Jiang Han reached out casually, and the Wentian Jade that was tightly held in the Flame Martial Saint's hand suddenly trembled.
The next moment, it came out of his hand and fell straight into Jiang Han's hand.
In an instant, the pupils of several martial saints shrank, showing unconcealable shock and confusion.
"How is this possible?"
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