"You are right to say that. Our master is of course a very powerful person, no doubt. Would you say that he will surpass our previous master?" The northern **** suddenly said at this time.

"That's hard to tell. Our last master was killed by the black hole man. You don't know how scared I was when I saw the black hole man." Hearing this, the Western God of Bliss Also said with a faint look in his eyes.

He once wanted to cultivate a very powerful technique by himself, even at the cost of all the resources of other azimuth gods, in order to improve his cultivation level as soon as possible, and wanted to find the black hole man.

But after fighting against his current master this time, he realized how unrealistic he was. Even though he had owned the spring pot for so long, he couldn't surpass the current Conferred God cultivation base.

Appearing a little incompetent and furious, so the Western God of Bliss began to go astray, and the terrifying technique was cultivated. This was undoubtedly a desperate risk.

So the appearance of Han Chen gave everyone hope and at the same time gave him a sense of self-liberation.

"Do you think our master's black mist has anything to do with the black hole people?" The northern **** couldn't help but think of something, so he was happy to share it and said.

"It must be related, but I don't know whether they are cooperative or confrontational. But I think the confrontation is greater, otherwise he won't include us in it, right?"

The Western God of Bliss glanced around to confirm safety and said seriously.

"It's true, I also think he and the black hole man are not the same people." The northern **** said quietly.

At this moment, the Northern God noticed that Han Chen's brows were tightly furrowed, and blue smoke began to come out of his body. He looked like he was going to be crazy, and his whole body was constantly covered by a strange energy. Squeezing, it looks very painful.

"Ah, Master, what's the matter with you? You wake up soon!" At this time, the Northern God couldn't help crying.

"No, stop first. I am afraid that the situation is not as bad as we thought. Since the owner has become like this at this time, it is obvious that he has realized the critical moment. If we wake him up at this time, only I'm afraid that his perception will be scrapped this time."

The Western God of Bliss is very sensible and said that at first glance, this situation means that he has reached a critical moment.

I just don't know what secret method Han Chen has realized, or he has realized the cultivation of the Conferred Gods. There is such a momentum at this moment, which really makes them all feel scared.

"But..." Hearing what the Western God of Bliss said, the Northern God still looked at Han Chen very worried.

The power of Han Chen's body was still fluctuating, as if the undercurrent in the sea was surging, and the secret silver water began to be emitted from that body. I don't know where this water came from.

"Ah, this is the biggest secret of the Muse Spring Pot, the Mithril Water! How did it appear to our Master? Has his body touched the spring pot?" At this time, the Northern God looked stunned.

Mithril Water, the full name is Mithril Spirit Spring Water, is the spring water that flows from the spring pot to that. These spring waters can deepen my own understanding of those cultivation bases, make my own perceptions more effective, and increase it dozens of times. have.

These are also things that so-called people flock to, but not all ordinary people can get it.

Such things are very scary and very powerful.

The Western God of Bliss and others wanted to get it all their lives, but there was still no way to get it through the spring pot.

But this time, they unexpectedly led out from a spring pot that had only come here once.

Mithril Water!

Can meet the unforgettable!

It was actually given here!

The northern god's eyes were about to jump out, really envious of others. They have never had a chance to get things in their lives, but the legendary Muse once said that there will be Mithril Water, but it was called the tears of the Muse at the time.

What happened to this? The Western Gods of Bliss and the Northern Gods looked at each other, they both left Han Chen's side far away, and didn't dare to go up and disturb Han Chen easily.

Immediately after Han Chen, there was a louder voice from the upstart, as if he was playing drums in his body.

Boom boom boom.

After the mithril water entered, the drumming sounds in Han Chen's body turned into thunder. In a daze, the sky flashed with thunder, and a huge golden thunder and lightning dragon descended from the sky, fell on top of Han Chen's head, and hovered. On Han Chen's head.

Han Chen seemed to have a premonition!

When Han Chen had been cultivating the Black Golden Dragon Flying Dancing just now, he suddenly realized that his Black Golden Dragon Flying Dancing seemed to be restricted by something, and he couldn't really complete his cultivation.

But at this moment, he was already facing a sexual breakdown in his body, and he could die at any time. In this way, Han Chen felt even more scared. That kind of power is like a shadow, and it is really impossible to resist.

The meridians of the whole body began to vibrate with the drumming in the body, and even some of the meridians had been shattered during the drumming, and all of them broke into fragments.

"Is this the price for gaining more powerful energy?"

Han Chen thought about it, and finally gritted his teeth and endured it.

Because he really felt it, it was the last step.

But no matter how much he does, this last step is unable to cross the past.

He felt that he had never been able to guide the black and gold dragon into his sharp shot, and he had been unable to complete the dragon dance.

Moreover, once the black gold dragon was brought over, thunder was constantly thundering in his body, which should be the huge thunder of the Shenlong, so that Han Chen's body would be more broken.

However, Han Chen was in a state of desperation, and after introducing the black gold dragon many times, his body was constantly shattering and was about to collapse.

As for the feeling of collapse, Han Chen had already sensed it when he received the Fire of Qinglian again.

It just felt like this now, but there was no Qinglian Fire to moisturize one's blood!

no!

Can't crash!

But at this moment, Han Chen suddenly felt a sober sensation on top of his head pouring into his body. It was a very strange feeling.

When that special sense of pure heart poured in, the body quickly swelled in this sense.