God of Fishing

What Han Fei has to admit is that these mermaids are really strong. Even if they were killed in the end, they couldn't hide the fact that they were overbearing.

The woman reappeared and looked at Han Fei a few times: "You have a lot of hole cards. If two such mermaids Tianjiao appear at the same time, I wonder if you can solve them?"

Han Fei sneered: "I know there are two outside. But I'm afraid that if I take out my real hole cards, I will even destroy you together."

The woman snorted: "Okay, that's it. The Snow Temple is ruined, so you can leave naturally."

Han Fei suddenly said, "Don't! I suddenly noticed that I seem to have been led by you. I thought about it. If it wasn't for me to come in first, maybe you would pass the Spirit Breaking Technique out?"

The woman frowned: "Why is that?"

Han Fei grinned sneer: "The people who have problems in your Snow Shrine are not really good people. You said that Soul Splitting cannot be passed on to prevent them from falling into the hands of those who are speculative. But I have encountered two people in a row and are trying to win Give up others. And just outside of this, there should be two halves and a human being taken away. How do you explain? "

Woman said: "Because of the people in my shrine, I never thought that humans would return again. If the sea people broke into the snow temple, of course I would not be polite."

Han Fei was laughing, walked directly to the Throne of Ice, grabbed a spiritual fruit in his hand, and bit it: "Speaking of which, it seems to make sense ... Then I change the question, Snow Temple is a self-seal. Is it? "

The woman nodded: "Of course."

Han Fei: "I'm curious then. If that's the case, Snow Shrine must have been a deadly battle with Siren. But why do I only see the mermaid soul but no human soul?"

Han Fei sat on the throne of ice and snow, and threw himself a healing technique. The overlord stood on his half, holding an embroidery needle, like an iron guard.

Woman: "At that time, most of the strongest members of the Snow Temple had left, and there were only a handful of people left. But it was these people who resisted the waves of sea monsters. This battle lasted for three years, Only ended with the Seal of the Snow Temple. So, isn't it natural to have a mermaid soul? "

Han Fei sneered: Do you really understand me? Can the centaur shed his life and attack the Snow Temple, would there be no driving force? You want to have no baby in Snow Shrine, why do people impact your family?

But Han Fei didn't ask it immediately, but suddenly asked, "What is the palace we were in before? What is it on the altar? Look at this time, so many arrogant people died in the Snow Temple. Everyone is a human. Although they are in different times, anyway, you also leave a little benefit to humans. After all, we are still fighting the Kraken. "

The woman said indifferently, "Don't you see it on that altar? Actually, it's just a mark of mine, which is the strength of the seal of Snow Temple. Otherwise, why do you think that Snow Temple can be sealed so far?"

Han Fei immediately got up and stuffed Lingguo into his mouth: "OK! Then tell me, how to destroy the Snow Temple? Can you use this snow sadness? Yes, then you must lend me some strength!"

The woman shook her head: "No, I will open the way for you. Go to the altar and destroy the seal to maintain the seal ... What are you doing?"

However, when the woman spoke, Han Fei suddenly grabbed the saddle of Snow's sorrow with both hands, and yelled, "Give me refining."

The overlord immediately acted, the embroidery needles became thicker and thicker ... directly pressed on the sad sword body of Snow.

At the same time, a large amount of aura appeared in Han Fei's body, directly covering the sorrow of snow, burning wildly.

The woman scolded, "What are you doing?"

Han Fei scolded him, "I almost lied to you. You are not the Lord of the Snow Temple ... Hulu, completely sealed her for me."

Immediately, the refining demon pot appeared.

But they saw two rattans, directly holding Frost's sorrow. At this moment, the woman was directly sunk into the sword.

But Dinghai Yibao is Dinghai Yibao. At this moment, he is struggling madly and wants to get rid of the **** of the demon pot.

At that moment, the sword gas raged and cut numerous cracks in Han Fei's uniform.

However, Han Fei tried his best to pull the hilt of his sword.

The overlord's body is fully open, holding the sword body with embroidery needles.

Refining the demon pot, grabbed the sword body, and dragged it into the pot. It is Dinghai Yibao, which is also difficult to disengage. After all, this is just a sword. Moreover, I have not been here for many years.

The woman screamed, "Why?"

Han Fei's whole body muscles swelled, and Wang Baxuan's curse was triggered to the extreme. He shouted, "Why? Why don't you have any points in your heart? The existence of the heroic spirit is faith and guardianship. You told me that people would hit Snow God Palace, and it would appear Anymore? "

"Just now, you pretended to be human twice and tried to hit me. Is this what you do to humans?"

"The moment before, you were so well-known to test my strength, and you put in the strongest mermaid, did you want to kill me?"

"You mentioned the destruction of Snow Temple twice. I didn't ask anything about it. You destroy a hair, you destroy it?"

"Why do you really believe that I believe your ghost? If not to set you up with useful information, you would have done it for you."

Horrifying power is erupting in the demon pot. Otherwise, as far as Han Fei and Bawang are concerned, I'm afraid I can't control the sadness of this snow.

The woman was screaming frantically: "What is this? How is it possible? How can it forcibly seal Dinghai Yibao? Let go of me ... I say ..."

Han Fei roared: "It's late, when I know you are not the Lord of the Snow Temple, Lao Tzu doesn't want to know. If nothing else happens, you are not a human at all, are you a Kraken?"

Han Fei's mouth evoked: "Why are the sea monsters guarding here? Naturally they have a reason to guard them. I even suspect that this snow shrine is not made by humans at all. It is ... it is the sea tribe itself."

"Give me!"

"what!"

Under the violent shaking of the demon pot, the sadness of the snow was finally taken in. Immediately afterwards, the aura in Han Fei's body was diminishing madly, and the spirit stones in the heaven and earth were refined, one by one, began to shatter.

The Lingquan is like flowing water, turning into aura, disappearing in the pot of refining monsters.

The refining demon pot is spinning until it runs out of thousands of auras. Han Fei's tears were falling.

The seal can be replaced. If you do not replace it, you will directly refine the sword spirit in the sorrow of Snow. The consequences can be imagined.

Just for more than 40 ordinary creatures to seal the spirit, it also takes hundreds of thousands of auras. This is Dinghai Yibao! This woman has acted as a sword spirit for endless years, so far she hasn't been able to wear away. It can be seen how strong this woman is!

At this moment, the consumption of artifacts is not as simple as 12,000. But one million, one million disappeared.

After a full incense time, the Lingquan in Han Fei's refining industry has disappeared completely, and the spirit stone has been broken at least 80%.

"Oh!"

When the sorrow of snow was spit out, Han Fei only felt that the blade became blue. As if all of a sudden, the sword became gorgeous and pure.

Han Fei can be described as vomiting blood and refining different treasures this time. Seeing that the woman had been refined, she said nothing, and wiped her palm on the sword.

"Hey! Refining!"

However, when Han Fei's blood fell into the sadness of the snow, in a blink of an eye, the blood in his body was emptied a lot. Han Fei's estimate is not light, but at least 20% of his blood was drawn.

"What's going on?"

Han Fei quickly poured candle dragon blood into his mouth. Then, he took out a handful of spiritual fruit and stuffed it into himself.

I saw the blood on my palm, still flowing madly, and sucked in by the sorrow of the snow.

Han Fei was big at the time. He has not refined such super weapons as Dinghai Yibao. There is an embroidery needle, but it has never been refined, and the embroidery needle does not refine itself.

But at this moment, the sorrow of this frost is re-tempered by the pot of demon monsters, and it becomes a true spiritless and unowned thing. The first thing Han Fei can think of, of course, is refining.

Can anyone know? How difficult is refining a Dinghai Yibao?

After a hundred breaths, Han Fei secretly barked. His strength plummeted by three points, and the blood and blood in his body had been drawn away more than half.

Immediately, Han Fei didn't dare to have any neglect, he sat down and began to practice "The Immortal Body".

At this time, only by practicing the immortal body, can the strong vitality and resuscitation ability of the immortal body be elicited, and fresh blood constantly produced. In this way, can not be drained by the sadness of the snow.

At that time ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Han Fei was almost wrapped in a thick Reiki light group. The spiritual fruit is to fly out dozens of pieces every few dozen breaths.

Using Fei Ling Jing, Han Fei directly treated himself as a spiritual material. This is a matter of no means. The terrorist force needed to urge the cultivation of "The Immortal Body" is not an ordinary method.

Imagine that you can't destroy the body a few times. Only when you first get it, you can temper it with aura.

and after?

Candle dragon blood, fish fire, nine days of thunder, tree fire of ten thousand years of red shirt, magma ground fire left by Ren Tianfei ...

Only these forces can drive the rapid change of Immortal. Now, even if Han Fei dies the practice, he can barely maintain the preliminary development of the regenerative capacity of "Immortal Body".

After another incense stick.

Han Fei's skin was cracked and blood was dripping from his body, but Han Fei's brows were frowned: not enough, or not enough, what should I do?

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