Chapter 828： Throne of Death (2/2)

He survived in this death temple where no one could walk out, according to his estimation.

When the deadline for the death temple expired and he was about to disappear, he could leave.

”Even if I can't find anything in it, as long as I stay on this throne, I can guarantee my immortality. The task given by Emperor Long Shengman is considered complete.”

Su Leng laughed.

But the next moment, he seemed to have discovered something and immediately looked inside himself.

About half an hour later.

Su Han looked up strangely.

The blood curse cast by Emperor Long Shengman...

Disappeared!

It disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed!

”The death in the Temple of Death, even the blood curse under the Emperor of Heaven can be wiped out? Then I am really not in vain?”

Su Han couldn't help laughing twice. This was an unexpected joy. Without the blood curse of Emperor Long Shengman, his life was under his control again!

at the same time.

The Emperor Long Shengman who was far away in the Northern Territory suddenly raised his head and looked shiningly towards the direction of the mountain.

”The blood curse is gone, the power of the Death Temple is really above the emperor!”

He can conclude that Su Han has already set foot in the Death Temple.

His blood curse was shot by the rest of the world himself, and it is impossible to lift it! Only the power above the emperor can do it!

”Since I have entered the Temple of Death, if I am not dead, maybe I can really get some opportunities to help me ascend to the fairy world...”

Emperor Long Shengman muttered to himself, and then his lips moved slightly. Not long after, Lord Hei walked into the room, came to him, clasped his fist and said:

”What's your order?”

”You, go to the sacred mountain immediately. If Su Han can walk out alive, take him to see me as soon as possible. During this period, he should not be allowed to have any contact with anyone.”

Emperor Long Shengman said lightly.

Lord Black was slightly startled.

Let him go to the mountain?

After a few breaths of silence, Lord Black nodded slightly, ”Subordinates obey.”

After Lord Black left, Emperor Long Shengman showed a faint smile in his eyes.

”I'm really looking forward to...”

Temple of Death.

Su Han's state has gradually recovered to its peak.

Although it cost 70 million Emperor's Coins this time, he survived somehow, and the loss was not great.

At that time, if there weren't those God-Returning Pills and Great Qi-Returning Pills, even if luck was good, the Undead Eucharist would explode with the power of restoration at the end, his origin might have been greatly damaged as a result, and he would fall into the same predicament as last time.

This is a sacred mountain, if the cultivation base is lost for a short time, it will be much more dangerous than when I was in the Shanhe Sword Sect!

”This throne should be some kind of magic soldier, right?”

Su Han stretched out his hand and gently stroked the simple lines on the armrest. The next moment, a blaze spewed out from his palm, and in an instant, a raging fire ignited on the entire throne!

Su Han's calculations are simple.

If it is really a magic weapon, he will refine it, so it doesn't matter even if the Taiyin Sword is discarded!

An hour later.

The flames continued to burn, but Su Han found that he couldn't refine it at all.

At the beginning, even if it was the dementing bell of the ninth-order magic weapon, Su Han could refine it, and the magic weapon without the imprint of the master would not resist the power of external refinement.

”Isn't it a magic weapon?” Su Han frowned slightly.