Chapter 420 Mysterious Man Hantian

"Is this the Northern Territory? It really is a cursed area, and the spiritual energy is leaking out every second."

At the junction of the Northern Territory and the Central Territory, a pale young man sitting on a sedan chair whispered.

He was only about twenty-three or four-year-old, and he was extremely thin and seemed to be covered in scabies.

The open-air sedan chair he sat in was also very large. The entire sedan chair was about five meters long and wide, and the material was extremely precious. In the center of the sedan chair was a white jade seat.

If anyone saw the four people who carried the sedan chair for him, they would be extremely shocked by the origin of this sick and weak man, because all the four sedan chairmen were strong King Wu.

To use King Wu as the bearer, even the royal family of the dynasty did not have such a skill, what a pomp.

In addition to the sick and weak man sitting on the sedan chair, there was also a pretty girl in green clothes about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although this girl looks very young, her cultivation is not weak at all, and she has also reached the realm of Martial King.

"Son, I found something interesting!"

Just as the sedan chair was slowly moving forward, an equally young blue-haired man gently landed on the sedan chair. This was another Martial King.

The blue-haired man's sword eyebrows and star eyes, dressed in a white robe, made his temperament even more extraordinary.

Of course, the most attractive thing is his long, dreamy ice-blue hair.

He carried a slender long sword on his back, and did not choose to put the sword in the storage ring, which was somewhat similar to Six Swordsman Slave.

This blue-haired man was holding a slumped young man in dark red armor.

This young man's cultivation is not bad, he has already reached Martial Commander, but unfortunately it is not enough to see in front of these people.

"Lan Yao, why are you catching some strangers so casually again? Are you itchy again?"

Watching the blue-haired man catch a little scoundrel, the girl in green beside the sick and weak youth said fiercely.

Perhaps because of the frequent education, seeing the green-clothed girl get angry, the blue demon subconsciously shrank his head.

It is hard to imagine that such a man with extraordinary temperament will be reprimanded by a yellow-haired girl.

The sick and weak young man sitting in the seat gave a helpless smile to the two who were bickering, and then asked, "Lan Yao, what's the matter with this guy?"

He really couldn't see anything special about this young man who was captured by the blue demon.

Seeing the sick and weak young man make a move for him, Lan Yao heaved a sigh of relief, and then replied, "This guy is not special, but the things on him..."

While speaking, he took out the sheepskin scroll he got from the young Wushuai from the storage ring.

If Xiao Chen was here, he would definitely recognize this sheepskin roll, because it was very similar to the one he auctioned at Lingyun Trading Company a long time ago.

And this young man was the former top master of Xianglong Kingdom, Dark Dragon.

When Xiao Chen destroyed the Xianglong Kingdom, he obeyed the arrangement of the Emperor of the Xianglong Kingdom, escaped from the imperial capital of the Xianglong Kingdom, and took this scroll of sheepskin with him.

After escaping from the imperial capital, he wanted to follow the instructions of the old emperor of the Xianglong Kingdom to find several other scrolls of sheepskin and dig out the secrets hidden in them.

However, after a long journey, he finally came to the edge of the Northern Territory. When he was about to step into the legendary Dynasty Central Territory, he unfortunately fell into the hands of this blue-haired young man, which made him collapse directly.

The sick and weak young man took the parchment roll and looked at it carefully. For a long time, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He put away the sheepskin roll, handed it to the blue demon again, and then said to the dark dragon in a gentle voice: "Can you tell me the origin of this sheepskin roll?"

Dark Dragon instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he raised his head and saw the sincerity in the young man's eyes, he couldn't help but replied, "This is given to me by my majesty."

Hearing Dark Dragon's answer, the sick and weak young man nodded, as if he was not worried that Dark Dragon would lie.

Then he said to the girl in green: "Xing'er, give him a Duerdan, it's a compensation for him!"

The green-clothed girl named Xing'er hurriedly took out a dark-golden pill from the storage ring, and handed it to Anlong: "This is the eighth-grade pill, Du'erdan, which can improve a person's aptitude. After taking it, you will In the future, you can at least cultivate to the realm of King Wu."

The dark dragon, who was secretly distressed in order to answer the question of the sick and weak youth, now heard the words of the girl named Xing'er, and his heart suddenly burst into ecstasy.

Not to mention how precious the eighth-grade pills are, he had heard of the power of King Wu.

If you can cultivate to the Martial King Realm, you will definitely be able to avenge the emperor, which is much more reliable than collecting sheepskin scrolls to find treasures, and then becoming stronger.

Immediately, the dark dragon knelt down and buckled his head and said, "Thank you for the medicine, thank you for the medicine!"

The sick and weak young man smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I took advantage of you. Now you can leave, Lan Yao, send this young man for me."

"Don't dare, I'll go by myself!"

Dark Dragon carefully put away the medicine pill, and then quickly left the terrifying sedan chair.

"Son, what is this!"

After Dark Dragon left, Xing'er curiously looked at the parchment scroll in the hands of the sick and weak youth.

The blue demon also had the same expression.

The sick and weak youth did not answer, but took out a palm-sized pure white jade pendant from the storage ring, and then chanted the incantation in a low voice.

After a while, the jade pendant emitted an extremely dazzling light, like the scorching sun at noon.

"Han Tian, ​​what's the matter with me?"

When the dazzling light dissipated, a kind voice suddenly sounded in the wilderness.

Then Xing'er and Lan Yao saw that a sickly young man named Han Tian had a half-length phantom over three feet tall on the jade pendant in his hand.

This is a middle-aged man of about forty years old. The stubble on the corner of his mouth makes his temperament look a little decadent, but the detached and peaceful temperament revealed on his mature face is hard to ignore.

"I have seen Master!"

The phantom of the middle-aged man was fully revealed, and Xing'er and Lan Yao hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

"Chan, I found something!"

Compared to Xing'er and Lan Yao's respect, Han Tian's attitude was much more peaceful.

He sat on the chair without moving, looked at the shadow of the middle-aged man named Can, and said calmly.

In his hand, he also shook the parchment roll.

Seeing the sheepskin scroll, Can's eyes in the phantom froze for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Then he actually took out a jug, took a sip, and said, "The inheritance left by Emperor Luo Sheng is a good thing! You can look it up when it's all right."

Han Tian smiled flatly and said: "Chan, I heard that among those who surrounded and suppressed you, there was this Emperor Luo Sheng, don't you hate him?"

The jug in Can's hand paused for a while, and then he smiled casually: "It's just an old thing, Emperor Luo Sheng is a figure, and he is much stronger than the other hypocrites of the right way."

Han Tian didn't talk about this topic again, he put away the sheepskin scroll and asked, "I've already arrived in the Northern Territory. If there is anything I need to do, I can help you."

Can's phantom was stunned for a moment, then took another sip of wine and said, "The matter of sealing the entrance to the underworld is enough for you to be busy. There are quite a few Martial Kings participating this time. You should take care of yourself!"

Han Tian gave a wry smile and said, "Every time the entrance to the underworld appears in the world, it is inevitable that there will be a bloody storm. I hope the situation will be better this time!"

"If there's nothing else, I'll go first!"

Seemingly losing interest in talking, Can said something light and fluttering, and his phantom slowly dissipated.

It's just that when his phantom disappeared completely, a faint voice echoed in the wilderness.

"Help me pay attention to the little emperor of Da Zhou, help him if necessary, and don't let him be killed."

Fifth!