Murder and heart-wrenching!

Although Han Yang did not kill them physically, their souls had been shattered by Han Yang's three swords.

Han Yang nodded with satisfaction and walked slowly towards Qiu Qingyun's body.

After exploding his orifice, he needed a lot of elixir.

As expected, those who were born in the Shang clan and had guardians were all wealthy.

Qiu Qingyun's medicine bag contains a thousand-year-level elixir and a medicine gourd, which contain about hundreds of thousand-year-level elixirs.

Without saying a word, Han Yang held the medicine gourd to his mouth and drank all the elixirs as if he were drinking.

Such a scene made those Duantian Pavilion warriors confirm Han Yang's inhuman thoughts.

Not to mention the Bone Forging Realm, even the Qi Gathering Realm, if you eat so many thousand-year-level elixirs at one time, your body will explode and die.

But Han Yang, except that his face turned a little rosy, there was nothing unusual about him.

"It's a pity, there are still too few..."

Han Yang sighed. With his current injury, this little elixir would be a drop in the bucket.

A gourd of thousand-year elixir and a gourd of ten thousand-year elixir could not even repair the first acupoint.

Rong Mingzhu noticed Han Yang's strangeness and couldn't help but said: "Actually, you don't have to be like this at all..."

She didn't understand why Han Yang was so desperate.

There was obviously the Yuan Dan Talisman given by the main sect, and even she and Zhou Tong were standing by to protect the law. There was no need to activate the forbidden technique and seriously injure the body.

Han Yang smiled and said nothing.
Chapter completed!