Han Sanqian smiled slightly.

"Aren't you dead? Why are you? Are you a human or a ghost?" Fu Mang couldn't help asking three times, his heart was like a storm.

"If it's a ghost, will you still have a drink?" Han Sanqian laughed softly and sat up from the ground: "Yingxia asked me to save you, do you want to go out?"

Fumang nodded, and this is true.

"How do you save me?" Fu Mang frowned, then smiled bitterly and said, "This lock is indestructible. With your Piaomiao Realm's cultivation level, it's like a fool's dream."

"Who told you about my Piaomiao Realm?" Han Sanqian smiled and walked to the Heavenly Prison: "I'm obviously in the Eight Desolations Realm, okay?"

A smile appeared gently on the corner of his mouth. The next second, Han Sanqian grabbed the big lock of the Tianzhuo in his hand. With a sudden energy flow, the indestructible shrinkage made a loud bang, and the outermost shackle suddenly opened.

"Eight Wilderness!" Fu Mang's eyes widened.

In the Eight Directions World, if Zhu Xie represents a master, then Bahuang is the master among the real masters of the Eight Directions World. After all, the true gods generally ignore everything, while Bahuang is basically the master of mortals in the Eight Directions World.

"Han Sanqian, I haven't seen you in just a few months, but your cultivation has reached the eight-descendant realm? Am I really not dreaming? Or are you kidding me?" Although Fu Mang was steady, he was obviously a little confused when he heard this.

After all, the Eight Desolations Realm is an unattainable dream for many people.

However, Fu Mang's eyes quickly dimmed: "But even if you are in the Eight Desolations Realm, what can you do? The innermost prison gate is made of ten thousand years of cold iron. It is impossible for the true god to destroy it with external force."

As Fu Mang said, when Han Sanqian tried to open the innermost cage, Han Sanqian found that no matter how big he made, the door was not affected at all.

"Don't waste your energy." Fu Mang smiled.

Han Sanqian didn't say anything and still tried to make a final attempt at the innermost cage.

Fu Mang sat down with a bored look, shook his head, and smiled bitterly: "By the way, why did you think of bringing a mask back? The people in the Fu family look down on you so much. Fu family is a crime today. You helped them and let their dog-like faces see your skills. Isn't it great to hit their faces?"

"Don't you know the mysterious man?" Han Sanqian smiled.

"Mysterious man? Haha, I heard Fuli tell me that a mysterious man would come out to kill all directions in the martial arts competition, and even broke the rules of the world in the eight directions for the first time. He broke into the tomb of the gods alone, and even the true god could not survive. He finally came out with the will of the gods." Speaking of the mysterious man, Fu Mang was so envious.

Although he was imprisoned here throughout his life, he always had a great background, so he has always been arrogant and never cared about many heroes in the world, but he admired that mysterious man very much.

After all, fighting against all the heroes and repelling the Lu family’s daughter is a feat in the world, and being able to escape from the tomb of God is even more ancient today. How can we not shock and admire you?

Fumang even thought, if the Fu family had such talents to help, why would it have fallen from the altar now?!

"It's just a pity that a hero of a generation is brave but not resourceful, and he was demoted by someone to cross the river." Fu Mang said with a wry smile.

"If he had been brave and resourceful, he would not have had his life to save you today." Han Sanqian replied.

Fu Mang smiled and replied subconsciously: "I don't know him, so how could he come to save me?"

Suddenly, Fu Mang was stunned: "Damn, Han Sanqian, you won't tell me, you are a mysterious person, right?"

Mask, yes, mask, legendary mysterious man wears a mask, and Han Sanqian also wears a mask!

However, the mysterious man was dead, so Fu Mang did not think about the mask for a second, but now Han Sanqian reminded him, his pupils suddenly opened wide.

"It's like a fake one." Han Sanqian nodded.

"Damn it?" Fu Mang couldn't help but be shocked to Biao's swearing, and suddenly stood up from the ground: "Are you fucking lying to me?"

"I, Han Sanqian, have never lie." Han Sanqian couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw his appearance.

"Lie to me as a puppy?"

Hearing this, Han Sanqian was obviously stunned, because he obviously did not expect Fu Mang to suddenly be so naive.

Fu Mang seemed to realize that he suddenly lost his composure because he was too surprised and smiled awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I... I'm just so excited. I... how could I have thought that the god who killed all directions would be you."

Han Sanqian smiled helplessly.

Suddenly, at this moment, Fu Mang laughed loudly, and then he lay on the ground with his butt, and his hands hit the ground hard.

Bang bang bang bang!

The entire ground made a sound due to the heavy blows of Fu Mang.
Chapter completed!