Zi Emperor was in a daze, and tears in his eyes slid down like a golden mountain. He cursed Han Yun with a hilarious and whispered: "Boy, you will bully women, go to die!"

Han Yun almost fell to the ground. He was the master of the Flower God Dock Dock, and at least at the fusion stage or above, he actually said such words. Han Yun didn't know whether to be proud or roll his eyes.

"Please, there are not many men who can bully an old witch like you, and acting cute is useless. Hand over the bottle immediately, otherwise you will continue to draw until you are even more pig's head!" Han Yun said coldly without any mercy, but his spiritual sense was always locked in Jiu Jian, making him dare not act rashly.

"I dare to call me an old witch again, I will die with you!" Zi Emperor said in a cold voice, his eyes becoming cold. Han Yun was stunned, and a rage came up, and he sneered: "I still dare to act arrogantly in front of my face, and call myself me!" His right hand was raised high, and the scent on his palm was hazy, obviously using spiritual power. If this slap, he might even knock out half of his teeth.

Zi Emperor stubbornly raised his swollen face and stared at Han Yun coldly. At this time, she seemed to have changed her body, exuding a faint power and awe-inspiring temperament. Although her cute pretty face was swollen, it still did not damage her high aura. Han Yun's hand stopped in the air, stared at Zi Emperor's eyes jokingly, and said sarcastically: "Sure enough, changing face is faster than turning a book, revealing his true form? Don't you plan to pretend to be pitiful or delicate?"

The Purple Emperor still said nothing, but just stared at Han Yun coldly. Although she was shorter than Han Yun, the look she looked at Han Yun gave people a feeling of looking down, not looking up. Han Yun didn't care, because this was the true face of the woman in front of her. She was used to being arrogant, being domineering, being used to being worshipped by others, and being used to being afraid of her. You can guess this from the awe of Hua Shenwu. She will not lower her identity and look up to you. As for the man she can look up to, the weakness and pitifulness she shows is all fake.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while, but Han Yun took the lead and said, "Get back the Spirit-Cultivation Purification Bottle, don't force me to do it myself!"

As he said that, he looked down at Zidi. At this time, Zidi's upper body was almost slashed, and the shoulders on both sides were like knife-cut, and his hands were wrapped around Han Yun's perverted right leg. The snow-white and delicate skin on his chest was like the best mutton fat jade, and the round and rolling ** squeezed against Han Yun's chest, bulging two hemispheres and a deep gully. Zidi still maintained a high momentum, staring at Han Yun coldly, tilting his slender pink neck like a proud queen. Han Yun frowned, and was about to give this woman another look, Zidi said coldly: "Let me go, let me go and return the Spirit-Creating Purification Bottle to you!"

Han Yun reached out and scraped Zidi's small nose and said, "Do you think you are still qualified to tell me about the conditions? Now, you also belong to me!"

A hint of anger flashed in the purple emperor's eyes and said coldly: "Han Yun, don't be too arrogant and force me to be impatient. At worst, I can't beat you up!" His tone was decisive and he had a majesty that could not be violated.

Han Yun's pupils shrank slightly. Although he didn't believe that this woman with great power and utilitarianism would choose to die together, but the deal of killing one thousand enemies and losing 800 on his own is still possible. This result is not what Han Yun wants to see. He is currently only temporarily subduing her with the "golden right leg" given by the Damo leg bone, but his actual cultivation is far from the other party. Not far away, there is a powerful demon clan staring at her. Han Yun took out a man's robe from the Naxu Ring, and draped it on her shoulder under the shocked gaze of Zidi. The right leg wrapped around Zidi was put away, and then he naturally put the robe on Zidi meticulously to cover the leaking spring light.

Zidi was stunned and let Han Yun help him put on his clothes. A strange feeling arose in his heart, and the high aura disappeared invisible. Han Yun looked up and down at Zidi. This blue-blue robe looked extremely fat when worn on Zidi, and it looked cowardly, but it had a unique cute charm. Zidi's cute white face had recovered, and she looked like a cute little quail. Even Han Yun couldn't help but be stunned, but he soon recovered. Han Yun had no favors for a woman who had once crushed her heart, even though she was as beautiful as a fairy. Han Yun glanced at Zidi, who was still dazed, and said coldly: "Return the bottle back now!"

The purple emperor came to his senses. A blush flashed across the face of the white jade porcelain-like baby, and his eyes flashed a little. Han Yun's eyes immediately narrowed into two dangerous slits and said coldly: "Don't think about playing tricks, I can let you go, and I can capture you again!"

The purple emperor glared at Han Yun with an expressionless face, and a light flashed in his hand, and he actually handed the black spiritual transformation bottle back to Han Yun. Han Yun also took it expressionlessly, but he clearly felt the strong fluctuation of the power on Jiu Jian. Han Yun's heart moved and turned his head to look at Jiu Jian who was standing several miles away. He saw the ugly guy's body surging with his demonic energy, staring at the black bottle in Han Yun's hand with one eye. The magic power was about to be released, as if he was about to take action.

Han Yun glanced at the Zi Emperor next to him, and saw that she was still standing next to her expressionlessly. The wide robe was blown by the wind and pressed against her body, outlining the convex curve of Linglong. Han Yun withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, and his figure flashed hundreds of meters in front of Jiu Jian, still looking solemn. However, when he smiled, all solemn and solemn dissipated. It seemed that he would not be a character who would help the old lady cross the road. Han Yun pointed to the black bottle on his right hand and asked, "Do you know this thing?"

Jiu Jian was slightly stunned, and at this time he also recognized that this guy was the man who burned one of his eyes blinded. He just didn't understand why he suddenly became so strong. He was as weak as an ant at that time, and there was no breath of old man Damo at that time. Jiu Jian stared at the black bottle in Han Yun's hand, and his breath became obviously heavy. His eyes were extremely complicated, with admiration, fear and greed. Han Yun frowned, gently cut his thumb with his right hand, and a drop of blood dripped into the bottle, and the black bottle turned into a hazy starlight and drilled into the heart of Han Yun's right hand.

Jiu Jian's aura grew several times. He stared at Han Yun's right hand tightly and said to himself: "It's the Holy Grail, it's really the Holy Grail..."

Han Yun's heart moved and said indifferently: "What Holy Grail?"

Jiu Jian suddenly raised his head, and a fierce murderous intent appeared in his blood-red eyes. He opened his mouth and said ferociously: "How did the Holy Grail of my demon clan fall into your hands? Have you been to the Demon Realm? Who is you, Old Man Damon?"

Han Yun was stunned by a series of questions from Jiu Jian. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I have never been to the demon world. As for Old Man Bodhidharma, I don't know this spiritual transformation bottle, how could it be the holy grail of your demon clan?"

Jiu Jian stared at Han Yun fiercely, as if thinking about the authenticity of what Han Yun said, shook his head and said, "I have never seen the real Holy Grail. The Holy Grail disappeared in the extremely distant era. No tribe has ever seen the real Holy Grail. It only has descriptions in the temple, and its appearance is the same as that bottle!"

Han Yun smiled and said, "Did you say that there is anything special about the Holy Grail?"

Jiu Jian showed a hint of awe on his face and said, "The Holy Grail can...!" Jiu Jian suddenly stopped as if he had thought of something. Han Yun shouted in secret, saying, "Is the Holy Grail able to melt the magic pills of your demon clan?"

Jiu Jian's demon body was shocked and stared at Han Yun in disbelief. Han Yun frowned slightly. Jiu Jian's "shock" was a little over, obviously pretending to be intentional. This guy didn't seem so stupid on the surface.
Chapter completed!