Fantasy: Storytelling Covers the Sky, the Saint Falls in Love

Chapter 167

Looking at the Purple Palace in front of him, Han Lian had all kinds of thoughts that could not be expressed in words.

Yes, because the Purple Palace can be transformed into stars when cultivated to the extreme, Han Lian had a sudden impulse and made his own Purple Palace look almost like the Blue Star.

The only difference is that the vitality is too strong, and there is no desert, wilderness, etc., which is somewhat different from the appearance of the Blue Star when he traveled through it.

Everywhere he went was filled with vitality.

But it is also true that the blue sky of the Blue Star is rare, and all his childhood impressions are almost vague. If it is really exactly the same as the Blue Star, I am afraid he has suffered many injuries.

But these are not within his consideration.

If one day, his Purple Palace can also be transformed into stars to embellish the sky, then in the future, there are fellow travelers who traveled from the Blue Star. After discovering his"Blue Star", I don't know what kind of mood they will be.

But think about it carefully, there should be more than just a"Damn it", right?

He thought of this with some evil taste, and was in a good mood for a while.

With a thought, his aura dropped little by little from the state of Nirvana, and in the blink of an eye, he became like an ordinary person.

His spiritual thoughts flowed through the surroundings, and he found that not a single barbarian monk came to congratulate him, and there was a strange look on his face.

This shouldn't be the case. The three tribes all have their own customs. Although they are not similar, they all have grand banquets after they are promoted to Nirvana.

Now he is among the barbarians, and he has not concealed his own aura.

He has successfully passed the tribulation and become a great Nirvana master. The barbarians should come to congratulate him, right?

A hint of doubt flashed through Han Lian's mind, but he didn't think much about it.

At this time, the black-backed golden-winged roc saw that Han Lian had successfully passed the tribulation, and it cried happily, and between the flapping of its wings, it was already in front of Han Lian.

Its body turned into half a foot, as small as a falcon. It looked at Han Lian with an obedient expression, and said dryly:

"Congratulations to the master for his advancement to a higher realm. May he have a life of plenty, no worries about food and clothing, and many wives and concubines....."

"It's done, it's done. Where did you learn these random words? Why are you using them randomly?"

Han Lian smiled and waved his hand. Looking at his innocent expression, he felt quite happy.

Suddenly, he remembered the demon pill he had obtained from the Sword Ancestor. He took it out from the system warehouse, flicked his finger, and dropped it to his side.

"This is something I got recently, as a reward for you."

When the black-backed golden-winged roc saw the demon pill, his eyes lit up.

Even though he couldn't eat any more now, he quickly swallowed it whole.

Maybe he ate too much, or maybe the demon pill was too strong.

After swallowing the demon pill, his eyelids began to fight, and he fell asleep with his head tilted.

Han Lian couldn't help laughing and crying when he saw this.

He raised his hand and held one of its wings. The power of the void circulated around his body, and he rushed towards the direction of his old nest, Dongling Mansion.

Originally, he brought the black-backed golden-winged roc with him, one to protect the way, and the other to save himself from going back. Hurry up.

That's good, the other party was sleeping so soundly, he was a little reluctant to wake him up.

But one's own family knows one's own business.

Han Lian saw him in this state, and vaguely knew the reason.

This black-backed golden-winged roc might have reached the opportunity of promotion. When he thinks about it again, his realm should be at the fifth realm of the Dao Palace, right?

This thought flashed through Han Lian's mind, and then he didn't think about it anymore, and buried his head in his own way.

When he approached the border of Dongling Mansion, Han Lian's figure gradually slowed down.

He escaped in the air with the light of escape flowing, and suddenly... , he vaguely sensed some energy.

When he came back to his senses, he heard some sounds of breaking through the air.

Looking up in the direction of the sound, he saw a figure rushing towards him from dozens of miles away, full of murderous intent.

Seeing this, Han Lian couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Because he sensed the breath of Nirvana from that person, which was not concealed at all, and it was obviously coming for him.

Although he didn't know the other party's reason, Han Lian was never a person who was afraid of things. He always believed in"when the enemy comes, the general will stop him, and when the water comes, the earth will cover it."

If you encounter something, whether it is to solve the problem or to solve the person, , are all good methods.

However, for the Nirvana of the human race, he would not act easily unless it was absolutely necessary. He thought in his heart that he would first see why the other party came, and then he put the black-backed golden-winged roc into his sleeve, stood with his hands behind his back, and waited quietly for the figure to approach.

When it was a hundred feet away from Han Lian, it also stopped. It turned out to be a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a wild face.

When he saw that it was indeed Han Lian's figure, his eyes lit up, with a hint of hatred in them, and then he chuckled and laughed.

"Han Lian, if it is really you, it would be fine if you did not leave the Dongling Mansion, but you should never, ever leave the Dongling Mansion!"

Han Lian was a little confused when he heard these words, and asked:"I don't know who you are, do I have any grudge against you?"

The middle-aged man's facial features were almost distorted when he heard Han Lian's words.

He looked at Han Lian, his murderous intent was already strong to the extreme, and he roared:"Listen carefully, storyteller, I am the Great Mad Sand Lord Mo He!

You humiliated my disciple in public, and even said something to put me in the ranks of the evil monks!

Everything I have is ruined because of your words...."

"..."

Who was he? It turned out to be this guy. Thinking about it carefully, I must have had a grudge with him. If he wanted to seek revenge on me, there would be no problem.

Han Lian listened to the other party chattering non-stop, still cursing and accusing him, and sneered.

"Tell me, is there any arrangement in what Han said?

As for turning you into a strange demon monk,....What you do,���The behavior is that of a demonic monk!"

"you...！"

After hearing Han Lian's words, Kuangsha Dazun was stunned. He held his breath for a long time but didn't say anything.

He looked at Han Lian with murderous intent in his eyes and shouted

"There is no point in saying more!

Storyteller, everyone knows that your own strength is just so-so, and you can have your current reputation only because of your great formation.

Today I have caught you, dare you not use the great formation to fight me to the death!"

Although the news of Yan Beidao has begun to spread, because this person has been hunted by the Tiancha Guards, he dare not inquire too much about the news.

In addition, for various reasons, the news in his hands is half a beat slower than before, and it is still at the stage where Han Lian was promoted to Zifu and named Tongtian.

In his opinion, the reason why Tongtian was given to the other party was just because of his own signature Tongtian Pavilion.

Even if the other party is not bad in Zifu realm...He is a great and famous Nirvana Master. Would he be afraid of his mere Purple Palace?