Chapter 825: Well prepared
"Nian'er, etc. shouldn't really be slandering, but there are some misunderstandings in it. Let this matter go, if there is another time, it will definitely be severely punished!"
Bai Ruozhu looked at the Wu Zun of the Great Immortal Dynasty, and said lightly, one sentence gave the matter qualitatively.
Every Wuzun was quite convinced, and the sacred place in his heart, the supreme dragon girl who was very likely to be promoted to walk in the realm of Wuzun, already showed the atmosphere of walking!
Not long after, the five Dingfeng Stones in Su Han's hand were sold out one by one.
With the addition of the previous two million spirit coins, he again has seven million spirit coins.
Some scattered spirit coins were left behind, and the rest were filled into the system by Su Han.
From the time when Emperor Long Shengman cast a blood curse on him, Su Han knew that he was about to face a death catastrophe.
No one knows whether his undead body can save his life in the Temple of Death.
In this case, some preparations must be made before entering the Temple of Death.
"With my current strength of the soul, ten seventh-rank Huishen pills can supplement the soul to the peak state.
At the critical moment, there may not be time to swallow these ten recovery pills.
Then replace it with the eighth grade Huishen Pill. "
Among the pill categories, the eighth-rank Huishen Pill costs 2 million Divine Emperor Coins, and the price is twenty times higher than the seventh-rank Huishen Pill.
But its effect is more than ten times stronger than Seven-Rank Huishen Pill!
If one goes down, the power of the soul can be restored!
Su Han directly bought five spares.
If the soul is consumed too much, it will damage the origin, and the origin has a great relationship with the restoring power of the undead body, so ensuring the fullness of the soul is the first key!
On the market, eight-rank Huishen Pill is much rarer than seventh-rank Huishen Pill, and even many martial artists may be unheard of.
After all, it takes only the golden body of Faxiang to be eligible to swallow the level, and there is no need for ordinary Wu Zun to use the eighth grade Huishen Pill.
Su Han's five Eight-Rank Huishen Pills cost 10 million Divine Emperor Coins, equivalent to 1 million Spirit Coins!
No martial artist who is at the peak of concentration can have his wealth!
Seeing Su Han sitting near the gate of the Death Temple, closing their eyes and thinking, they didn't dare to step forward and interrupt.
The supreme Tianjiao from all the holy places gathered together to discuss the matter of entering the Temple of Heavenly Mystery. As for Wu Zun from other states, they are currently competing for the last few places.
"Junior Sister Shao, you must be very careful when you enter the Temple of Heavenly Mystery this time."
Zhao Wuji walked to Shao Yuqing's side with a concerned expression on his face.
"Thank you Brother Zhao for reminding."
Shao Yuqing nodded slightly, but his eyes fell unconsciously on Su Han who was not far away, with a flash of worry in his eyes.
She still didn't understand why Su Han planned to go to the Temple of Death. This is not a multiple-choice question, it is really a proposition to send.
Once inside, his life is gone.
But as a walking person, you can even become the leader of a faction in the future, and you will be promoted to the golden body. A great future is waiting. Why should you take the initiative to go to such a place where there is no life?
"Does it contain what he is looking for?"
A hint of doubt flashed in Shao Yuqing's eyes.
She couldn't hear even the few words that Zhao Wuji said later, and when she recovered, her face suddenly showed doubts:
"Brother Zhao, what did you just say?"
"I... Forget it, you are careful."
Zhao Wuji was silent for a few breaths and walked aside.
Shao Yuqing didn't care too much. In the direction she couldn't see, Zhao Wuji stared at Su Han in the distance with an extremely hateful look.
When someone looked at him, the hatred in his eyes suddenly disappeared, returning to his normal appearance.
"Eight-Rank Return to God Pill is available, but Great Qi Return Pill only has seventh grade..."
Su Han pondered for a moment, opened the pill classification, and kept searching for the pill that could instantly replenish the qi from the eight products.
After a cup of tea.
Su Han found an 8-Rank Qi-Returning Pill, but when he looked at the price, he dispelled the idea of buying it.
Honestly, I bought a hundred big return pills and put them in the storage compartment.
Thirty million **** emperor coins just disappeared.
Forty million is left.
"It's a pity, it would be good if this **** emperor coin is a **** crystal, strengthen the purple magic pupil once, and enter the temple of death more sure."
Su Han sighed.
He didn't expect the use of these 40 million for a while, so he kept it, and waited for the death temple to react according to the situation.
About an hour later.
The quota for entering the Tianji Temple is finally determined.
There are thirty people in the six holy places, thirty-four top powers, and thirty-six people come from various sub-tops, and even sub-tops are not even considered powers.
This is the case in Tianshan Valley.
Tianshan Valley was born in Wuzhou and had such a small relationship with the Evergreen Holy Land that it got the place to enter the mountain.
However, the Valley Lord of the Tianshan Valley is only the golden body of the Two Tribulations, and the spirit beast Biqing is also the two Tribulations.
Originally, they couldn't get a place, but now countless similar forces looked at Shao Yuqing and others with jealous eyes, secretly saying that they were lucky and got walking help to speak, and this was only a place.
One day passed quickly.
The aura that enveloped the two temples gradually returned.
Rumbling--
The gates of the two temples were opened almost at the same time.
A faint yellow light radiated from the Temple of Heavenly Mystery, while the Temple of Death was almost enveloped by black air, and nothing could be seen inside.
"Finally opened!"
Huangze was a little excited, and looked at Su Han for the first time, with a hint of warning in his eyes.
"Is he really going to the Temple of Death?"
The people who got the spot lined up neatly, preparing to enter the Temple of Heavenly Mystery. Before that, they subconsciously looked at Su Han who was slowly getting up.
"Lin Walking, since you are about to enter the Temple of Death, the spirit coins on your body may not be useful. Instead of wasting them in the Temple of Death, how about giving them to you?"
A voice suddenly sounded.
Su Han turned and looked at the thirteenth prince, who looked at Su Han with a slight smile on his face.
Deception mask-flash hidden!
Su Han disappeared in place.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of the thirteen princes.
The smile on his face was still hanging, as if he hadn't reacted yet.
Eight-rank martial arts-lion green lotus seal!
It's like a lion roaring.
The terrifying metallic aura rushed into the thirteenth prince's body like a broken bamboo, and with a slap, the thirteenth prince's head was slapped into the chest by Su Han.
The terrifying force even made it penetrate his own crotch, smashed into the snow and disappeared.
The headless corpse was beaten up, shaken twice, and fell to the ground with a pop.
Until this time, Bai Ruozhu and others reacted with a look of astonishment on his face, looking at Su Han.
"Thirteen princes!"
The face of Wu Zun of the Lingshen Dynasty was shocked. At this time, Su Han had already turned and walked towards the Death Temple.
