Here, the mountains collapsed, the waterfalls stopped flowing, and the surrounding trees and flowers were burned and turned black.【】

Under the pile of rocks, Moreau lay face down on the ground, with a broad sword stuck in his body.

On the broad sword, a chain of laws consisting of runes appeared vaguely.

This sword not only sealed Moro's meridians, but also sealed his divine sea and qi sea.

Han Ze appeared, and behind him were Zhang Baihua and Su Xinyao.

After seeing this, Han Ze felt helpless. He was the first to rush to the spot where Moro fell for the first time, but found that Moro's injuries had recovered.

And just when he was thinking about how to "gas" Moreau into the large formation he had set up, he saw a broad sword suddenly appear from the void, penetrated Moreau's body, and took him away.

"Brother Baihua, I originally planned to ask you to seduce this person into the formation, but now it seems that it doesn't have to be so troublesome." Han Ze touched his chin and said with a smile.

Zhang Baihua glanced sideways at Han Ze: "What is seduction? Why does this word sound so unpleasant to me?"

Han Ze chuckled and said, "None of this matters anymore!"

Then, Han Ze's eyes shone, as if he had discovered a treasure house, staring at Moreau on the ground.

"It's you!" Morrow's voice was cold.

Although all his magical powers are sealed, his powerful perception still exists.

"Unexpected?" Han Ze walked over and stood in front of the broad sword.

The broad sword is more than three meters long, and is completely black. It is unknown whether it is made of various metals. There is still a cold light flowing in the sunlight, and on the broad sword there is a vague chain of laws composed of runes.

This broad sword is part of Zhenkun's body and can definitely be regarded as a treasure.

"If you help me get out of trouble, I can put the grudge between you and me in the past!" Morrow's hair was disheveled, and there were some blood stains in his hair. The blood stains were like diamonds, shining brightly.

"Let bygones be bygones?" Han Ze said, "Do you think I have to do that?"

"Do you think that you can endanger my life if I am trapped?" Morrow's voice was cold.

"I really want to take your life, but with my current level of cultivation, I can't do that." Han Ze said calmly.

When Moro heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he would have been really afraid that Han Ze, a reverser, would have some special means to harm him.

"Brother Han, aren't we here to rob him? Why are we talking so much nonsense to him?" Zhang Baihua could no longer hold back any longer. She rolled up her sleeves and strode over.

You must know that Moro is a powerful person in the Ming Dao realm. In the eyes of earth cultivators in the past, he was almost the same as a god. He was extremely powerful and should not be blasphemed.

But now, Moreau was just lying on the ground, defenseless, letting anyone take what he wanted.

"You guys, what do you want to do?!" Morrow was tall and mighty, with a formidable aura, but his voice was trembling at the moment.

"What are you doing?" Han Ze raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Isn't it very clear? I'm robbing you!"

boom!

Then, Han Ze waved his hand and cleared away the boulder that was pressing down on Moreau. Soon, Moreau, who was stuck on the ground with a broad sword, appeared completely.

"Brother Han, a strong man in the Ming Dao realm is really a mobile treasure house as you said?" Zhang Baihua's eyes shone.

Although Morrow was lying on the ground and did not see Zhang Baihua's expression, his body could really feel Zhang Baihua's blazing gaze.

"How can it be fake?" Han Ze followed and wiped a unique-shaped bracelet from Moro's wrist, then used the Supreme Inscription to erase the restrictions on it, and threw it to Zhang Baihua: "Put your divine power into it and see.

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Zhang Baihua was a little excited. After taking the bracelet, she injected her divine power into it.

"Depend on!"

After seeing what was in the bracelet, Zhang Baihua was so excited that she almost jumped up.

"Purple blood ginseng, green cloud vine, earth spirit stone... so many treasures!" After Zhang Baihua explored the items in the bracelet, she was in disbelief: "I have only seen these things in ancient books privately collected by the old master.

And according to the Heavenly Master, they are all legendary things..."

In the bracelet, there are mountains of elixirs and strange stones.

"What a fuss!" Han Ze said lightly, and then wiped a white jade ring from Moro's finger.

The ring is completely white and crystal clear under the sunlight. If you look closely, you will find that there are many light green lines inside the ring, which are crisscrossed and extremely complicated.

Afterwards, Han Ze erased the restrictions on the ring and walked towards Su Xinyao.

"I haven't given you any gifts for so long, so I consider this white jade ring a gift for you!"

After saying that, Han Ze couldn't help but take Su Xinyao's hand and put the white jade ring on the other's index finger: "There are some basic information about the various races in the universe and a few cultivation secrets, but I think this

This guy's qualifications are too low, and he hasn't understood most of the things above, but you should be able to do it!"

Morrow, who was lying on the ground with the broad sword piercing his body, was trembling with anger after hearing this.

In the Ming Dao realm, only one existence can be born among trillions of living beings in a galaxy civilization, so talent is absolutely rare.

But now, Han Ze's talent at the Ming Dao realm seems to be worthless.

"Thank you!" Su Xinyao said in a low voice with slightly red cheeks.

Han Ze smiled, returned to Moro, squatted down and started groping.

"Brother Han, why do you need to do this kind of thing? Just let me do it!" Zhang Baihua was very happy.

Originally, he doubted Han Ze's words, but now it seems that this Ming Dao realm powerhouse is not a moving treasure house, but a big one!

However, Han Ze seemed not to have heard Zhang Baihua's words and was still groping for Moro: "Hey, why not?"

"Nothing?" Su Xinyao asked, a little confused.

On the side, Zhang Baihua pulled another belt from Moro's waist.

"Are you looking for a magic weapon to store spiritual minerals?" Morrow said, with ridicule in his voice.

"How do you know?" Han Ze frowned.

"With your body, if you only absorb the spiritual energy on this planet, you will probably be trapped in the realm of transformation for the rest of your life!" Moro said coldly: "How can you cultivate to the realm of returning to the virtual world without the help of spiritual mines?"

"You descendants also have a lot of spiritual minerals in their bodies. Otherwise, how could you dare to use your full strength? Once your divine power is exhausted, it will be difficult to replenish it, right?" Han Ze asked in return, stopping his search.

"Hmph!" Moro said coldly: "How can I be controlled by the spiritual mine like those people!"

Han Ze frowned, turned around, squatted down in front of Moro's head, and looked thoughtful.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Han Ze used his hands to lift up Moreau's head.

This is a resolute and majestic face, with a face as sharp as a knife, sharp eyebrows at the temples, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

However, at this time, the face had disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes, and looked very embarrassed.

"Not subject to the depletion of spiritual energy under the suppression of the great avenue of heaven and earth? In the past, when I was not a saint, I didn't dare to say that." Han Ze said lightly.

Then, Han Ze put his finger on Moro's forehead.

Han Ze's move made Morrow's heart shrink suddenly, and his eyes unconsciously showed horror and fear.

"As someone who is in the Ming Dao realm and also practices the Soldier Master Dao, you should have a decent weapon, right?" Han Ze said calmly.

Buzz!

Around Han Ze's fingers, one hundred and eight supreme inscriptions rotated, flowing with an inexplicable aura.

Moreau's powerful treasure body was cut into a crystal crack by Han Ze's fingers.

Then, Han Ze's palm penetrated into Moreau's head along this crack.

"You..." At this time, Moreau looked very painful, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

"Huh?" Han Ze showed a different look, and then said: "Sure enough, all the good things are here..."

As he said that, Han Ze's palm seemed to have grasped something, and he began to slowly pull it out!

Buzz!

In the palm of Han Ze's hand, golden light shone brightly, and a stove that was originally only the size of a peanut was blooming.

In that furnace, the spiritual energy was surging, which was extremely frightening.

"Hmph..." Han Ze sneered, and then put his hand into Moreau's head.

This time, Han Ze pulled out a bronze sword.

The killing aura on this sword was earth-shattering. If Han Ze hadn't used the Supreme Inscription to seal this world in advance, the killing aura on the bronze sword alone would have been enough to penetrate Zhang Baihua and Su Xinyao.

Then, Han Ze groped inside again, but found nothing more.

"You are... really poor!" Han Ze said: "You are the poorest person in the Ming Dao realm that I have robbed, and there is only such a little thing in the divine sea!"

"You have to die!" Moreau said with a pale face and gritted teeth.

"If you loot a Ming Dao realm, you will die a good death. Then I will be wiped out in ashes, and I will never recover!" Han Ze stood up.

In Han Ze's hand, the bronze sword kept trembling, breathing out killing energy, as if it was about to attack Han Ze.

Even if Han Ze used Supreme Text to suppress him, it would be of no avail.

when!
To be continued...