Chapter 515: The fifth grade 9 fire seed! (1/2)
Su Shengming suddenly choked up and did not dare to speak any more.
If the other party really goes to the bloodless ancestor, I am afraid it will cause even greater disaster!
”Scared? You seem to have a guilty conscience.
Who told you that I can only practice in Xuantianfang, without the management right of Xuantianfang?
Isn't it... the ancestor of Wenxuan? ”
Su Han smiled.
”you!”
Su Shengming stared at Su Han angrily, the cultivation base of the Soul Gathering Realm in his body was fluctuating.
In his eyes, the opponent is like an ant, which can be split into pieces with a slap and turned into meat!
Unfortunately, let alone him, even Su Wenxuan did not have the guts to kill Su Han.
If anyone in the Su family can't die at this moment, apart from the golden ancestors, I'm afraid it is Su Han!
”Enough, do you really choose to make this a big deal?”
Su Wenxuan looked at Su Han lightly.
”It's not that I'm going to make a big mess, and Uncle Wen'an is here to comment?
I went to Xuantianfang, and the sixth-order and seventh-order savage monsters were not there. Is this still called Xuantianfang?
Xuantianfang is so famous, isn't it because of these wild monsters to accompany you? ”
Su Han looked at Su Wen'an.
”I don't know about this. It turns out that the sixth-order and seventh-order brutal demon were all taken away?”
Su Wenan spoke slowly and looked at Su Wenxuan.
”These are the slave prints of those wild monsters. If you are free, go to the big room and pick it up by yourself.”
Su Wenxuan was silent for a few breaths, waved his hand, and the seven slave seals flew in front of Su Han, floating in the air.
Su Han could feel the extremely vicious energy contained in these seven slave marks, as if a giant beast roared.
Six of the auras will be weaker, and one of the auras is very strong, it should be the seventh-order wild monster.
Su Shengming's eyes suddenly showed a hint of mockery.
Su Han's expression moved, he didn't take these slave marks, but smiled and said, ”Ancestor Wenxuan, the slave mark has your mark on it? Can it be eliminated?”
”Why?”
Su Wenxuan looked at Su Han mockingly.
Su Wen'an glanced away, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: ”Su Han, the imprint on this can only be eliminated by the golden body.”
Dharma statue?
Zuo Xunxiao was startled slightly, no wonder Su Shengming's eyes were taunting, which meant that Su Han had taken these slave marks and couldn't take away those wild monsters.
”System, can you eliminate the branding on it?”
Su Han said suddenly in his heart.
”can.”
The system prompt sounds.
”That's it.”
Su Han waved his hand, put the slave seal into the storage compartment, and said with a smile to Su Wenxuan: ”I don't have to worry about the branding aura, I would like to thank the ancestor Wenxuan.”
Su Wenxuan frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect Su Han to take away the slave marks even though he knew that these slave marks were not working.
But it doesn't matter, a sneer flashes in his eyes, and the other party will come to him sooner or later.
”Uncle Wen'an, there is nothing else to do, so let's leave first.”
Su Han held his fist towards Su Wen'an.
”Go ahead.”
Su Wenan smiled and waved.
Su Wenxuan suddenly raised his hand and said, ”Hold on.”
”Uncle Wenxuan, what can I ask?”
”Do you know how to refine Mutian armor?”
Su Wenxuan said lightly.
”I don't understand.”
Su Han smiled and waved his hand, without stopping, just like that, leaving the hall with Zuo Xunxiao swaggering.