With this blue sea gilt flame, plus the Purple Cloud Dragon Royal Ginseng promised by Lie Wasabi, the only material needed for Ji Xiangtian is the last one.

If he finds the last kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure, and then finds a skilled alchemist to refine it into an elixir, Ji Xiangtian's physique will be greatly improved.

This time the harvest was quite fruitful, and a smile unconsciously appeared on Han Yang's face.

"Let's go, it's time to meet the real big shot!"

He took Xiao Jiu'er and the female priest and walked out of the desperate situation.

…

Outside the secret realm of quicksand.

A figure wrapped in a cloak slowly emerged.

"Cough cough cough..."

The figure under the cloak coughed violently.

The handkerchief covering his mouth was covered with blood.

"As expected of a strong man in the Three Realms of Dzogchen. Even with the skills given by Mr. Han, I still can't completely avoid his attack. My injuries are much more serious than imagined."

The old man under the cloak is the fifth spring and autumn.

In the secret realm of the Burial Sword, he almost died at the hands of Dongfang Wuyou, a powerful man in the Three Realms of Dongfang Clan.

Although he luckily escaped, he was still seriously injured.

Fortunately, the magic cloud step taught by Han Yang was extremely magical. Even though he was seriously injured, he was still able to throw Dongfang Wuyou away.

However, Fifth Spring and Autumn did not dare to be careless at all.

He knew very well in his heart that his life talisman was still in the hands of the God List Organization, and Dongfang Wuyou would soon track him down and hunt him down.

"I hope Mr. Han won't make a mistake."

In the fifth spring and autumn, we step towards the secret realm of quicksand.

In fact, he didn't understand why Han Yang asked him to come to the Quicksand Secret Realm?

Because of his destiny, he is no different from a guiding light.

As long as he appears somewhere, Dongfang Wuyou will be able to sense it quickly. With the speed of a strong man in the Three Realms of Great Perfection, it won't take long.

It will only take a day or two at most.

If he didn't have extreme trust in Han Yang, he would never come here.

Now, we can only bet that Han Yang has another trump card.

…

Kill the whole world.

"The situation...seems something is wrong."

Deputy Captain Jiu Yan looked into the depths of the desperate situation with a slightly strange look.

The group leader turned around in confusion.

Jiuyan said solemnly: "The idiots sent in to search reported back that the illusion of ancient remnant souls in the extremity realm seems to have...disappeared."

Several days have passed since Han Yang entered a desperate situation.

Han Yang still didn't show up.

The leader and deputy leader of the Fierce Fire Bandits began to wonder if they had fallen into it.

After all, desperate situations can pose a huge threat to both ninth-level experts.

So starting seven days ago, deputy captain Jiu Yan forced the pioneering group Wusheng who had come to join them to enter a desperate situation to explore Han Yang's traces.

Most of these people died in the illusion of ancient remnant souls.

But there are still a few who are lucky enough to survive a few attacks because of their own skills or secret treasure protection.

But no one could find Han Yang.

Just now, the Martial Saints of the Pioneer Regiment who were forced into a desperate situation were actually unscathed. After waiting for a long time, they did not wait for the cruel illusion attack to come.

"Disappeared?"

"Why did it disappear for no reason?"
Chapter completed!