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What's even more shocking is that Yang Xuan also made it clear that he wanted to grab the blood of the gods, and he would not hesitate to offend the ancient god Han family.

"Such a bold junior, but it's not that easy to get divine blood."

On a high-rise building, the black-robed old man shook his head. Even he, the middle-ranking Immortal King, didn't dare to risk himself at this moment. Yang Xuan would go away in vain, he would only die in vain.

On the other hand, it was a pity that Yang Xuan's death had to be buried with him even with the Great Wilderness Secret.

"Miscellaneous, I'm going to kill you and wash your entire Lin family!"

Han Daosheng roared, his expression ferocious and angry, he couldn't bear the burning of the sun god fire, and he really didn't dare to test the fire with himself.

However, he was very unwilling to watch Yang Xuan go to snatch the blood of God, and he couldn't help but retreat to Han Wuji's side and ordered: "Go and capture him for me, and I will crush him to ashes with my own hands."

"Young Master, don't be impatient, he can't refine the blood of God, not only can't refine it, but he will pay a heavy price for it."

Han Wuji hesitated for a while, but he still did not choose to do it. After all, there was a Buddhist emperor behind Yang Xuan. If he really took action against Yang Xuan, Xuanling Buddha Emperor would never forgive him.

Buddhists pay attention to cause and effect, and do what they say. Since Emperor Xuanling promised to protect Yang Xuan for a hundred years, he would never sit and watch Yang Xuan be killed.

However, if Yang Xuan died in the Sun God Fire, it would have nothing to do with others.

Thinking of this, Han Wuji couldn't help sneering again, "The Sun God Fire is thousands of times more terrifying than the Sun True Fire. This child is dead, and it is impossible for him to survive."

"But……"

Han Daosheng hesitated to speak, his eyes were fluctuating, and he always felt very uneasy in his heart. Yang Xuan is not a fool. He knew he was going to die, would he still be strong?

"Old man, even if you want to stop me now, it's too late. This drop of divine blood, I, Lin Feng, will decide, haha."

Yang Xuan laughed loudly, and stepped on the divine flame, step by step to the divine bird.

"Not dead, how did he do it!? This is impossible!"

"It is the law of fire. He has mastered the law of fire, and his physical resilience is extremely tyrannical. Even the divine flame of divine blood can cause him negligible damage."

Looking at Yang Xuan, who was submerged in the divine flame, and watching him fly safely in front of the divine bird, the crowd was already stunned.

At this moment, even Han Wuji couldn't keep his composure any longer, and said with an ugly face: "It's the old man who miscalculated. I didn't expect that this child not only mastered the law of fire, but also his physical body is so strong."

"What's the use of talking about this now, you quickly kill him for me, I want him to die."

Han Daosheng shouted, the cooked duck was about to fly away, how could he not be angry? How not to hurry?

"No, with the old slave's cultivation, he can withstand the burning of the Sun God Fire."

Han Wuji shook his head, if he wasn't injured, he might be able to go up and take a risk.

"Damn, it seems that I can only use the order of the gods."

Han Daosheng cursed and quickly took out the decree of the gods. Now, he has no other choice but to ask the gods for help. As long as the immortal emperor of the gods comes, then Yang Xuanzhen will refine the divine blood, and Han Daosheng wants him to give it to him. Spit it out.

"Young master, wait a minute, this son may not succeed. The power of divine blood is extraordinary. With his cultivation, even if he understands the law of fire, he may not be able to refine it."

Han Wuji said.

"Okay, let's just wait."

Han Daosheng gritted his teeth, and he didn't want to use the decree of the gods unless he had to. This was his life-saving trump card. Once used, it would have to be taken back by the mountain.

There are only a few decrees of the gods in total, and every disciple of the mountain cannot ask for them. Even a god like him can only use it once in a lifetime.