Chapter 1047 Storage Bag for the Void Refining Stage

Deng Cang's screams were endless.

Shu Han listened to the sound of gnawing and Deng Cang's screams, and couldn't help but glance at the Qinglian King, thinking that this guy really held a grudge!

King Qinglian casually threw Deng Cang's storage bag to Shu Han and said: "This kind of garbage cannot be caught in my eyes, so I gave it to you. When I take you out of the death row, you can run away quickly. , if the next battle affects you even slightly, you will die, and I will not have time to protect you by then. "

Shu Han held Deng Cang's storage bag, feeling ups and downs in his heart.

Are you giving the storage bag to the peak cultivator of Void Refining just as you say?

Good guy!

Although King Qinglian holds a grudge, he is so generous in his actions!

Of course Shu Han accepted it generously.

"Thank you, King Qinglian!"

"It's easy to talk, and we have to cooperate in the future."

After a few words, King Qinglian led Shu Han all the way to break through the defense. The guards and prisoners who mutated along the way seemed to see God, making way for King Qinglian.

Shu Han followed Qinglian King to the door of Lianhua Death Cell and watched Qinglian King pick up a ball of blood and smear it on Shu Han's face.

"Bah, bah, bah...what are you doing! What are you doing!"

"Don't move, just pretend to be cool!"

"What are you pretending to be?"

Immediately after King Qinglian waved his hand, the entire Lianhua Death Cell's crazy jailers and prisoners rushed out of the Death Cell like locusts, flying in the air and swooping in all directions of the imperial capital.

When Shu Han saw this scene, he immediately understood.

OK! This works!

He cupped his hands and said, "Junior wishes seniors a safe journey out of trouble. Goodbye!"

After that, Shu Han blended into the crazy jailers and prisoners.

Since Shu Han carried the essence and blood of King Qinglian, those crazy people completely regarded him as a similar person and were completely uninterested.

Just when Shu Han was mixed in the crowd and preparing to flee, groups of imperial city guards arrived belatedly. They formed a tight team, like a net, trying to trap these crazy monks.

Because the scene was too chaotic, Shu Han was at home in this environment. He easily broke through the surrounding area in the chaos and escaped from Lianhua Death Cell.

At this time, King Qinglian and his entourage also casually blasted away a group of imperial city guards who came to block them, and quickly flew away outside the Xuanlian Emperor's capital.

At this time, Chen Qingle, who was standing on a tall tower in the distance and watching, was so shocked that she couldn't even close her jaw.

He absolutely could not believe that the so-called impregnable Lotus Death Cell was completely breached in less than two-quarters of an hour, and that the Imperial City Guards were defeated by the prisoners and jailers who came out.

After being bitten by the crazy prisoners and jailers, many imperial city guards twisted uncontrollably in mid-air, and then joined their ranks and began to attack their own people crazily.

Chen Qingle was shocked and asked: "Master, you planned this all by yourself?"

Shu Han smiled and said: "Then you really think highly of me. Being a teacher is just going along with the flow. This scene has been planned for a long time. If it were not for being a teacher, this scene would happen sooner or later in the imperial capital."

Chen Qingle felt a little excited and a little timid at the same time.

He watched the crazy people spreading rapidly from a distance, and couldn't help but swallowed and asked: "Master, if it spreads like this, the entire imperial capital will be captured! Is this the method of King Qinglian? It's terrible. !”

Shu Han shook his head: "The imperial capital has been captured? How can you, as a prince, underestimate your royal methods? King Qinglian is indeed terrifying, but a riot of this scale is not enough. These people will be suppressed soon, Qing Le You have to know that a team without a general, no matter how fierce and powerful it is, is just a bunch of rabble."

Chen Qingle looked at the screams spreading in the distance and said weakly: "But... a lot of people will die..."

Shu Han listened and pointed to Chen Qingle's chest: "The core of the team lies in the people who lead them. I can help you win the throne, but I can't help you secure the throne. After you inherit the throne, you must Facing a group of cunning ministers and dealing with complex interest groups, you are not courageous enough. Once you sit on the throne, you will not be a superior emperor, but a puppet in the hands of others. Do you want to be a puppet? "

"Of course not!"

Shu Han said: "If you don't want to, you have to be cruel. Watch carefully! See how King Qinglian caused this situation, and see how your father handled this situation. Dead people? People have died in all dynasties. Some things should be avoided. If it doesn’t work, you have to learn to accept it.”

"Yes! Master!"

Rescuing King Qinglian undoubtedly gave Chen Qingle a huge boost in ascending to the throne. However, King Qinglian is like a double-sided sword. How he treats his enemies now will determine how he treats Chen Qingle in the future.

After Chen Qingle succeeds to the throne, Shu Han will completely stay away from this continent.

After all, in the master-disciple battle, Shu Han had to arm Chen Qingle psychologically first, so that he could have a chance to get rid of his puppet status under King Qinglian.

During the conversation, Shu Han's clone escaped from the melee and rushed up to the tower.

Without saying a word, the clone flew directly into the Changyuan Taoist Tower in Shu Han's sleeve.

Shu Han sent out a total of three clones. The other two had all been transformed into weak water in the poisonous pool. Only this clone survived.

This clone returned, carrying three important treasures, each of which made Shu Han's heart flutter.

The first is Shu Han's goal for this trip, the blood essence and blood of King Qinglian.

King Qinglian was also generous, saying that he was used to having his blood drawn, and then gave Shu Han a small bottle of blood, enough for Shu Han to greet all the other princes, and there was still some left.

The second treasure was the storage bag of Deng Cang, a peak cultivator of the Refining Void Realm. His storage bag was like a big treasure, waiting for Shu Han to discover. There must be countless rare treasures!

The third treasure was in Shu Han's body. As soon as Shu Han's clone entered the Changyuan Asking Tower, he couldn't wait to vomit a large pool of green liquid.

This highly toxic fluid could not be contained in Shu Han's storage bag at all, and it would directly burn through the storage bag, so Shu Han had to swallow it into his stomach and bring it out despite the stench.

"Damn it! I'm so sick! It's just poison, why do you have to make it smell rotten!"

The Supreme Lord who was being tortured by the Heavenly Fire in Changyuan Asking Tower saw Shu Han vomiting a large pool of green liquid. He didn't know why and couldn't help laughing: "Shu Han, you thief! You must have been poisoned in the spirit world! Hahaha, you deserved it for torturing me for so long! You have to die!"

Shu Han glanced at the Supreme Lord who was roaring in the Heavenly Fire, and immediately picked up a small handful of the poisonous liquid and came to the Supreme Lord.

"Since the Supreme Lord is so interested, I'll give you some too?"

"No, no, no!"

"Come on! Drink some! Don't be polite!"

"No!"

"Take it away! Take it away from me!"

Gurgle gurgle!

A small handful of the poisonous liquid poured into the throat of the Supreme Lord, and the Supreme Lord immediately let out a howl that was a thousand times more miserable than being burned by the Heavenly Fire.