Chapter 1781 (1/2)

A moment later, in the mansion, the middle-aged man led dozens of people in black, in the dark, all the way to the east to quickly chase.

Worry free village.

The village head's dead soul is completely black and blue, without the shackles of purgatory. Looking at the peach in front of him, he frowns faintly.

”Elder, there is no difference between the dead and the walking dead. Even if you can stop the purgatory formation for a while, he is just like dementia.” Xu Hai shouts with great pain.

Qin Qingfeng shook his head: ”there is something that the village head has not explained. I believe his will will will never disappear like most people. There must be instinct in him. Three thousand, activate Pan Gu's axe. ”

Han Sanqian nodded. Even though the battle just now made the energy in his body start to run wild, which was very dangerous, Han Sanqian still did not hesitate to fight to death, because he knew that this might be the only chance for him to know how to use Pangu axe.

Lost, will never come again!

He is not greedy for the power of Pangu axe, but he wants to save Su Yingxia!

So, for Su Yingxia, what about death?

”Get up!” Han Sanqian clenched his teeth and yelled angrily. He forced the force. The energy anti Buddha gasoline was like fire, and instantly became more active. Just for a moment, Han Sanqian felt that his anti Buddha was about to be directly exploded by the energy.

But even so, Han 3000 still gritted his teeth, and his forehead, the golden light gradually rising, more and more bright.

Standing in front of Han 3000, the village head's pale face was illuminated by the golden light. Almost at the same time, countless pictures flashed wildly in his mind.

”Pangu axe! Pangu axe! It's... It's Pangu axe. It's the secret of worry free. It's the top of snow mountain. It's the secret of Pangu! Worry free secret, the top of the snow mountain, the secret of Pangu!

All of a sudden, the village head's eyes were wide open and his mouth was even more excited.

”Meijiao, Meijiao, Meijiao, you... On you, aoyi with Pangu axe, you want to live, live!”

Almost at this time, the yellow light on Han 3000's forehead suddenly scattered, and then the whole person choked his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed directly in the air. After several meters, he hit the ground heavily.

Without the golden light, the village head's eyes suddenly lost consciousness, which is almost the same as he just came out.

Qin Qingfeng anxious want to pull up Han 3000, but Han 3000 hand away, he is not willing to try again.

Seeing this, Qin Qingfeng quickly stopped him: ”there's no need to ask any more, and there's nothing to ask. Xu Hai is right. His soul has been tormented by the purgatory battle. He can tell some key information, which is his only belief.”

And these are all things carved in the bones of the village head's dead soul. I'm afraid only Han Sanliang's ancient axe seal, which is more important than life for the village head's life, can stimulate him to express what he has hidden in his heart.