"The son!"

At this moment, a figure walked in from outside, it was the man in black who had brought Su Han here before.

"What's wrong?" Geng Jin asked.

"Gabriel has already spoken, he will participate in this duel." The black man said.

"Ok?"

Geng Jin was overjoyed: "Really here? That is to say, his cultivation level is still under the spirit realm? I was worried before that he has already broken through the spirit realm and cannot participate in this duel for the time being. That's great!"

The black man said again: "Gabriel obviously already knows the record of 100 billion. He publicly provokes that he is very contemptuous of 100 billion, and his main meaning is that 100 billion is qualified after winning 500 games. Let him shoot. Before that, he didn't bother to shoot any weak."

"Five hundred games?"

Su Han frowned and said with a wry smile: "Master Geng, I am afraid this is a bit difficult. Although my record is one hundred and four consecutive wins, the number of real shots is only six times. There are already very few people at war, so how can it be possible to win 500 games in a row?"

"give it to me!"

Geng Jin coldly snorted: "The people in the City of Chaos are desperadoes. For them, apart from the death order, resources are the most important thing. As long as they can come up with the resources that make their heart beat, it is you. No matter how strong they are, they will be willing to go up and try with you!"

Upon hearing this, Su Han's eyes brightened.

Use resources to lure others to the stage?

In this case, the benefits to yourself are also huge!

If Gengjin can put out more resources, then after he wins, he will also get more resources.

"Just go back and prepare."

Geng Jinchao Su Han hugged his fists: "You have already seen Gabriel's virtues. Before he returned, he publicly provoked. If I were you, I would not be able to bear it."

Su Han smiled and said, "It's fine, I promised Master Geng, I will definitely do it, and if I really can't, I will definitely return the item."

"A word is sure!" Geng Jin said solemnly.

Leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Su Han felt a little anxious.

He can't wait, he wants to put together the fragments of the ancestral witch catalog.

While the figure flickered, there were afterimages that appeared behind him.

And Su Han's deity has already entered the saint son Xumijie.

"Wow!"

With a big wave of his hand, all twelve fragments came in front of him.

Su Han swept his gaze, grabbed it, and then slowly pieced it together.

In the case of getting everything, only twelve yuan in total. Putting it together makes it much simpler.

After a while, the piece is finished.

Su Han could clearly see that the lines on the fragments, at this moment, lit up with a jet black light.

is like red and black blood flowing across the map.

With Su Han's piece together, these fragments were seamlessly connected, as if they had never been broken.

Finally, a complete catalog of the ancestor witch appeared in front of Su Han!

"Huh..."

Su Han took a deep breath.

The strength of his cultivation was surging in his palm, and then suddenly poured into the ancestral witch catalog.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the ancestor witch catalog, the light shines!

The black mist, boundless, instantly spreads the entire Saint Son's Xu Mijie.

Even if the saint son Xu Mijie is so big, it still seems to be too big to fit.

Those mists are getting more and more, and with the increase, they are gradually solidifying, as if they are about to turn into liquid.

Su Han looked up, shocked!

He couldn't feel any powerful breath from the mist.

But in front of these mists, he has a small, ant-like feeling!

This is not a question of cultivation, but a feeling that comes from the heart, is born with it, and seems to have been decided from the moment of birth.

Heavenly Dao has suppressed Su Han more than once in the form of Heavenly Tribulation, but in the face of Heavenly Tribulation, no matter how strong it is, Su Han has never felt this way!

Tiny, unable to resist, and unable to resist the idea!

And at this moment, those mists suddenly gathered towards the ancestral witch catalog.

soon, they all disappeared.

"Ok?"

Su Han grabbed the ancestral witch catalog and frowned.

What he saw clearly just now, the fog, seemed to be struggling hard to break through a certain restriction.

But in the end, I still didn't rush away, so I went back to the catalog of the ancestor witch.

"What do you mean?"

Su Han was confused: "Is the saint son Xumijie blocking it? Or my cultivation level is not enough? I can't find the location of the remnant soul of the ancestor witch for the time being? How did those routes disappear?"

Because of the previous black mist, the original route in the Ancestral Witch Catalogue has disappeared, as if it had all turned into mist.

Look again at this moment, this ancestral witch catalog is just a piece of ordinary parchment.

can also be said to be a wordless book.

"Damn it!"

After working hard for such a long time, he finally put it together completely, but there was no result, which made Su Han a little irritable.

"It should be that the cultivation base is not enough."

After calming down, Su Han secretly said in his heart: "This thing was only able to be opened after I infused it with the power of my cultivation base. It is equivalent to the power of my cultivation base. The black mist has no restrictions on it. I am afraid it is because My cultivation is not enough."

"Huh..."

lightly relieved ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Su Han collected the ancestral witch catalog, and then left the saint son Xumijie.

To be honest, he was very dissatisfied with this result.

If you really want to use the power of cultivation, then after you reach the Holy Realm and then the Domination Realm, even if it can be opened, what use is it?

is for the sake of that when he was weak, the remnant soul of the ancestor witch could help himself some!

For a moment, Su Han really had the urge to destroy it.

But he, after all, resisted it.

the next morning.

In the arena, it is still the same as before, with loud voices and loud shouts.

Su Han did not show up for two days, which made the other monks breathe a sigh of relief.

With the thought of fluke and the greedy for those resources, after all, there were still people who came to the arena again.

Of course, it's not just the true spirit.

There are also the virtual gods, and even the monks of the false gods have taken action.

But that level of battle, in this kind of place, really makes people extremely speechless.

is here to give the head away.

Really fierce battles are mostly in the realm of true gods.

At this moment, there is a figure standing in the arena.

This is an old man.

His cultivation base is only three-star realm. .

When looked up, he looked at the many resources and showed strong greed in his eyes.

There, but there are a few four-pin pill!