Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 390

The Treasure Garment specially made by Tianji Pavilion is made from the bark of a kind of plant. Advance into the abyss.

A total of one hundred and eight people were selected. Forty-nine people were dispatched by the three main sects. Each of these 49 people was armed with a spear and a short sword. Although it is not a treasure, it is a deadly weapon in a special environment that can suppress cultivation.

The reason why the three major sects did this was because they were afraid of disturbances among those who entered and that the scene could not be controlled. With weapons added to the body, and then escorted by the masters of Diwu Sanzhong, it is like ordinary people escorting mortals, not afraid of making waves.

"Senior, brother Han will be fine, right?" Liu Fei was already in a cold sweat and was deeply worried for Han Yu.

Mu Wantong looked at Han Yu tightly, his palms drenched with sweat. No one knows whether the clothes made by Tianji Pavilion will be effective, and she does not know what will happen next.

The principal of Tianji Pavilion glanced at Han Yu's back, a cruel look flashed in his eyes. The treasures of the Tianji Pavilion do have the effect of resisting the secret power, but Han Yu entered this time, don't think of it.

When they arrived at the boundary of the secret power coverage area, everyone began to become nervous, and the few leading people did not dare to step forward, and were directly kicked in by the people of the three major sects.

The others followed closely, watching nervously the situation of those who entered.

Only after entering the scope of the evil secret power, a huge force invisibly pressed on everyone, making the true energy in everyone's body instantly silent and unable to be used. This feeling is very bad for cultivators.

Han Yu tried to operate the Azure Dragon Art, and found that under this secret power, even the mind could not operate. What's even more frightening is that even if the Shenlong in Han Yu exhales his dragon energy spontaneously, he still can't resolve the effect of secret power.

"Sure enough!" Han Yu sighed secretly, even if it was the pressure of the Han Family Cemetery, Han Yu's dragon could resist, but he could not resist the secret power here.

Han Yu's soul power has been wandering around, paying attention to everyone's situation.

Everyone walked into a distance of about one hundred meters, and apart from being unable to use their vitality, there was no other uncomfortable reaction, and all were relieved.

"This clothes can really resist the secret power of evil, it's great, we don't have to die!" Everyone looked at each other and could see the joy on each other's faces.

Outside, many people also breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time praised the power of the Tianji Pavilion. Even the treasure that can resist the secret power of evil can be developed. It is worthy of being one of the most powerful and mysterious sects in Qinzhou.

Outsiders don’t know, it took more than five hundred years for Tianji Pavilion to develop clothes that resist the secret power of sin. After countless people’s painstaking efforts, it has achieved today’s results.

However, Han Yu was not as happy as everyone. Although Tianji Pavilion's clothes had the effect of resisting the secret power of evil, they did not resist all of them. Others are weak and can't detect it, but Han Yu can clearly feel that everyone's blood origin qi is being quickly consumed, and the secret power of sin is directly cutting people's blood origin.

The origin of blood is the source of life for a human being. When the origin of blood is consumed, it means that life has come to an end.

A master of Soul Martial Arts Level 5 or above can live at least about 150 years old, but with the current bloodline and original energy consumption rate, most people will probably reach the end of their lives within ten days.

In contrast, Han Yu’s bloodline origin consumes too much slower, because Qi Tianjia also has the effect of resisting some of the secret power, and Han Yu is an invincible system, the blood origin is strong, and the consumption rate here is almost the same. Triple the outside. In other words, you can live for one hundred and fifty years outside, and Han Yu can live for at least fifty years inside.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, so Han Yu wouldn't have much problem even if he stayed within the range of his secret power for a month or two.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a whip hit Han Yu heavily.

"What's the point, go!" The middle-aged man behind him looked at Han Yu viciously. This person was from Tianji Pavilion.

"What are you doing, Xiaoye is not a prisoner, but a hero who dedicated himself to the righteousness of the human race. Do you dare to be disrespectful to Xiaoye and be careful that the world drowns you with saliva!" Han Yu angered. Although the strength of Diwu Yizhong was suppressed, the power of the physical body should not be underestimated. This whip made Han Yu's back aching.

This is also why Han Yu is wearing a full sky armor. If he is an ordinary person, he will definitely be smashed, showing that the man is unkind.

A look of astonishment flashed in the man's eyes. His whip was full of power. He thought that Han Yu would feel better, but Han Yu didn't change his face. Leng snorted: "Yes, you are a hero, but the hero also has to be obedient, let me go."

Han Yu clenched his fists and followed the front team.

After climbing over thirteen mountains, they came to a valley. Everyone stopped, rested, and drank water. Everyone hasn't realized that their life span is being quietly taken away, and their mood is completely relaxed, talking and laughing, and proud of being able to venture into the abyss of evil this time, blowing them like no one has come before.

"Han Yu, bring some water for the uncle!" Zhu Yan, the middle-aged man from Tianji Pavilion, sat on a smooth stone, looking like an old **** was there, and he really regarded himself as an uncle.

"The water is flowing here, you don't have long legs!" Han Yu responded coldly, Zhu Yan always troubled him all the way, obviously because he didn't want Han Yu to get better.

"Are you looking for death? The uncle asked you to hold water to save you face!" Zhu Yan's face sank and winked at the man next to him.

The man came to Han Yu with his spear, pointed at Han Yu and said, "Hurry up, or don't blame me for being rude to you."

Han Yu gritted his teeth and finally endured it and went over to fill the water.

The others were watching, and couldn't help but gather together to whisper.

"Why the people of Tianji Pavilion always look at this Han Yu not pleasing to the eye? What is going on?" asked one person puzzled.

"You don't know, this Han Yu is the person Tianji Pavilion has been chasing and killing."

"Ah? Is he the Han Yu who broke Zhuge Lingtian's arm?"

"It's him. When you come in this time, the people from Tianji Pavilion will definitely not let him go. Now is just the beginning of torture. When we go next, we should stay away from him and don't be treated by the people from Tianji Pavilion. Han Yu's companion was killed by man."

Han Yu walked over and handed the water bag to Zhu Hao. Zhu Hao took the water bag Shiran and glared at Han Yu and cursed: "What do you look at, give the uncle thump his leg!"

Han Yu didn't care, turned around and left.

"Damn, let's die!" Zhu Ha drew the long whip from his waist and drew it directly at Han Yu's head. It didn't have any effect on Han Yu's back before. He thought it was the treasure of Tianji Pavilion that helped Han Yu to block it, so this time he directly drew his face with no foreign objects to resist.

Han Yu raised his hand, grabbed Zhu Yan's long whip, turned around abruptly, a flash of hostility flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "I think you are the one who is looking for death!"