Chapter 2265 He is destined to die in my hands!

Outside the Dan Tower.

Gu Han and Mo Huaiyuan were side by side, and the distance between them was maintained within ten feet.

Just arrived outside.

Gu Han saw a group of alchemists, either in groups or alone, standing in every corner looking at him, their eyes full of awe, gratitude, and joy.

"Mr. Mo."

Gu Han was startled: "They are..."

"It's time they heard from the front line."

Mo Huaiyuan smiled and said with emotion: "Little brother, do you know that since the arrival of the gods and the disaster of the Xuan Realm, our Xuan Realm monks... have never had such a great victory as today. They all want to take a look at my Xuan Realm." What does the world’s great benefactor look like?”

"Mo Lao Mo is overly praised."

Gu Han shook his head and said, "We just defended a city."

"For us."

Mo Huaiyuan sighed: "To defend a city is to hold on to hope."

While talking.

He waved his hand.

All the alchemists immediately understood what he meant, bowed deeply to Gu Han, and silently retreated to their alchemy rooms.

"senior."

Gu Han frowned and said, "Why don't you let them have a rest?"

He could tell.

These alchemists have exhausted their endless efforts, their foundations have been completely destroyed, the erysipelas has entered their bodies and is hard to get rid of, and they may die at any time.

"Elixirs are never enough."

Mo Huaiyuan shook his head and sighed: "The war on the front line may start again at any time. Our Dan Pagoda is responsible for the supply of elixirs to all the monks on the front line. If we refine one more elixir, one less person may die on the front line. We don't dare to neglect it." …”

While talking.

He looked up at the sky, a trace of yearning flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"Speak of it."

"I haven't left the Danta for seventy years..."

The words are not finished yet.

A trace of black air appeared between his brows, and he suddenly coughed violently. His waist became more stooped and his face became older.

Gu Han frowned.

The erysipelas in Mo Huaiyuan's body is ten times more than that of those alchemy masters, and it is constantly eroding the opponent's vitality and longevity, and... this poison is not accumulated in a short period of time, it has completely integrated with its master.

Logically speaking.

With Mo Huaiyuan's cultivation level, he would have been unable to bear it for a long time, but now...

"Mr. Mo."

"You won't last long if you continue like this."

"Put...ahem, don't worry."

Mo Huaiyuan waved his hand, tremblingly took out a pill bottle from his sleeve, stuffed a scarlet pill into his mouth, suppressed the erysipelas, and said softly: "I can still hold on."

"The sergeants on the front line need me."

He laughed at himself: "How can I dare to die? Where can I die? If it were possible... I would still want to live for millions of years!"

Gu Han was speechless.

He turned his eyes to the pill bottle in the other person's hand and sighed secretly.

No need to guess.

This elixir must be as vicious as the Jue Ming Dan and the Marrow Extracting Pill.

"Ashamed!"

Seeing Gu Han staring at the elixir bottle, Mo Huaiyuan smiled bitterly: "My elixir talent is far inferior to that of my senior brother. After spending half my life, I can only figure out these vicious and harmful things, but... this is really a helpless move. "

"Drinking poison to quench thirst is an act of suicide."

"Can……"

He sighed: "Without this cup after cup of poisonous wine, how could my Xuanjie survive to this day?"

"Little brother."

Turning his eyes, he looked into the distance and said quietly: "Do you know how big my mysterious world was originally?"

"It's big."

Gu Han answered truthfully.

The mysterious world is indeed very big.

According to his preliminary inference, the vast territory of the Mysterious Realm is almost as vast as some super large areas in later generations.

otherwise.

There will be no innate spiritual treasure like Xuan Zi Qi, let alone an extremely powerful person like Xuan Sheng!

"Yeah, it's big."

There was a trace of sadness in Mo Huaiyuan's voice: "But now, only this city is left, and there are only a few hundred thousand living creatures!"

"Little brother……"

Speaking of which.

A trace of hesitation suddenly flashed in his eyes, "I...I have a merciless request."

Gu Han was startled.

He could see that although Mo Huaiyuan was an alchemist, he was bold and determined, and he should not show such an expression.

"Mr. Mo, please tell me if you have anything to say."

"When you leave..."

Mo Huaiyuan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Can...can you take some of the sparks of hope from my mysterious world and send them...far away?"

His cultivation level is low.

But it is also clear that if Gu Han can break the divine power of Lord Jiumo, he will definitely be able to break the divine power blockade set up by the other party in the mysterious world. It will not be too difficult to leave.

"Chengfeng has an upright temperament."

"I won't say these words to you, but...those children, we don't dare to let them take the death pill, and we don't dare to let them come into contact with the front line. They...they are the last hope of my Xuanjie, and they are also the people of my Xuanjie. The final inheritance is the final foundation of my mysterious world..."

"Dozens..."

"No!"

He stared at Gu Han, becoming more and more excited as he spoke, and begged: "A dozen people are enough... If the little brother finds it troublesome, just take one person away, just one person!"

"If little brother agrees..."

Speaking of which.

He bowed his head to Gu Han and begged: "I, a monk in the Xuan Realm and a creature in the Xuan Realm, will live forever and remember the great kindness of my little brother!!"

Gu Han was a little moved.

he does not know.

What kind of belief drives this dying old man to put down his self-esteem, his figure, and everything else to seek for himself.

But he knew.

This must be the reason why the other party had been struggling to hold on until now and refused to die!

"Mr. Mo, you are too serious."

With a sigh, he lifted the other party up gently, and said faintly: "I, in fact, am not ready to leave."

What?

Mo Huaiyuan was stunned.

"Or rather, I am not leaving now."

Gu Han said softly: "Even if you want to leave, you have to wait... until you kill Lord Jiumo!"

At this time.

He had already figured it out.

After he came to the Xuan Realm, the long river of time did not limit his cultivation. It was not because Su Yun's power played a role, but because in the dark, this period of history in the Xuan Realm had his participation, just like the last time he and Feng Xiao destroyed the Mingquan Sect together!

Opposite.

Mo Huaiyuan finally reacted.

"Little brother."

He trembled and said: "What you said... is it true?"

"Of course."

Gu Han smiled: "Besides, even if I want to leave, I am afraid I can't leave."

In the consciousness space.

The warning of the small sword never stopped, as if silently telling him a fact.

The crisis is far from being eliminated!

From the moment he descended, his fate was tightly bound to the Xuan Realm. They would rise and fall together!

"Little brother!"

Mo Huaiyuan was surprised, happy, and worried: "How confident are you? The strength of the Jiumo God... Don't be careless!"