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Chapter 643 Welcome to the return of the son of hell!(1/2)

Not to mention Zuo Li, even Song Changsheng, who was caught by her, looked confused and couldn't understand Han Yang's actions.

Ouch!

Those lantern-like eyes suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the three of them felt a strong wind blowing against their faces.

There was nothing in front of him, but he could feel the fierce and unusual murderous aura.

Invisible!

Song Changsheng's expression suddenly changed.

Zheng!

Before he could respond, the sound of swords sounded.

puff!

Purple blood fills the void.

The pair of big lantern-like eyes opened again, but they had been split in two by the blade.

"Let's go."

Han Yang took back the knife and said calmly.

"..."

Zuo Li and Song Changsheng nodded like good babies.

Ouch!

Zheng!

Ouch!

Zheng!

It's like taking a leisurely stroll.

Whenever a monster appears, Han Yang will kill him with a knife.

These monsters are at least at the Yuan Dan level, and even have the strength of the Martial King level. As soon as they appear, they will become dead souls under the sword.

Han Yang, on the other hand, chewed a magical elixir from time to time without paying any attention to the consumption of his energy.

waste?

Doesn't exist!

Not to mention that there are still many elixirs in the Shen Ruins in the Najie, even the elixirs and elixirs collected in the Sword Making Villa are enough for him to survive in the endless abyss for thousands of years.

Zuo Li had never seen the world and still couldn't understand it. Song Changsheng was already dumbfounded.

In less than an hour, the elixir Han Yang swallowed was enough for a Yuandan realm warrior to reach the second or third level of the Martial King.

After swallowing so many elixirs alive, are you not afraid of violent backlash?

Song Changsheng found that his understanding of His Highness Han Yang was not deep enough at all.

How did he know that the Nine-turn Star Art practiced by Han Yang could transform even the dregs of medicine into the energy of the stars.

"The Endless Abyss... is indeed the place of three major opportunities."

Han Yang couldn't help but sigh.

In less than half a day after entering the abyss, he had already collected thirteen heaven-level elixirs and three treasure elixirs.

The combined gains are more than those in the Divine Ruins.

At this moment, Zuo Li stopped and spoke with a hint of guilt.

"Brother Han, the last nine times I have been, I have only been here. Going further down is a strange place for me."

The little girl seemed a little embarrassed, fearing that she would delay Han Yang's important event.

Han Yang smiled reassuringly, looked into the dark abyss without a trace of light, and said meaningfully: "Don't worry, someone will come to pick us up..."



The deepest part of the endless abyss is tens of thousands of miles underground.

"hiss……"

A monster that looks like a pangolin but has a human face roars in a special language.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch."

"Hey..."

A roar sounded from the many caves in the deepest part of the abyss.

Boom.

Boom.

Huge footsteps appeared.

Hula la.

A monster with goat horns, purple wings on its back, and a height of two feet walked out of the cave.

All those roaring monsters knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Ouch..."

The goat's horns looked up to the sky and roared, and purple light rose into the sky.

"Fifty thousand years have passed! The Son of Hell is finally born! Follow me and welcome the return of the Son of Hell!"

The wings were vibrating, and figures were emerging from the darkness all over the cave.

One statue.

Two statues.

Ten statues.

There are a total of thirteen humanoid monsters, exuding a strong smell of sulfur, surrounded by purple light, and the evil aura is overwhelming.

Some of them look like monsters with goat horns, while others are human beings with faces covered in scales and surrounded by large purple cocoons. They are almost the same as Zuo Li's grandfather.

Rumble.

The thirteen monster leaders soon disappeared...

Jie Jie Jie Jie.

On all sides, there were sounds of ghosts crying and howling.



The endless abyss, a very secret place somewhere.

A young man with a slightly bookish spirit slowly opened his eyes.

Buzz!

Two black lights shot out from his eyes.

It was obviously also black, but his gaze pierced the surrounding darkness and became the only color in the hundreds of feet of void.

"Is it Han Yang? Did I sense it wrong? How could the aura of the jade pendant I left for Qiaoqian years ago appear in the abyss?"

The young man's eyes flickered, as if he had doubts.

"My lord, do you need me to go and investigate?"

An old eunuch wearing a python robe walked out of the darkness and bowed in front of the young man.

The young man said indifferently: "Han Yang is crucial to my plan. Take him out of the endless abyss immediately. Be careful not to alarm the thirteen monarchs of the abyss."

The old eunuch bowed his head respectfully: "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely protect the young master's future husband."

As he spoke, the old eunuch's figure disappeared in a flash.

Looking at a mausoleum that was about to be opened in front of him, the young man's eyes were calm.

"Three days! In three more days, we can open the eighth mausoleum and get the eighth imperial weapon. The glory of Tianwu will eventually belong to me, the Han Dynasty... The day when my Han Dynasty will see the light of day again is not far away...

"

When the young man closed his eyes again, everything around him became silent again.

No one would have thought that there is a former dynasty mausoleum hidden in the dark world of the endless abyss.



Beyond the endless abyss.

Yao Lao, dressed in black, looked at an old man in front of him with a sinister look on his face: "Is this the guide you found?"
To be continued...
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