Others can't see it, but how could Su Han not see it!

That was constantly rolling and emerging from his memory. For so many years, every passage of scripture, even every character, seemed to be engraved in his blood.

It's so familiar.

At this moment, among the different iron chains, it seems that the scroll of the ground is divided into, and at this moment it is on these iron chains!

Su Han stood there motionless, his eyes, like the most sophisticated scanner in the world, carefully recording the scriptures on the iron chains.

In my mind, even the "Linzi Jue" scriptures were constantly rolling, instantly improving Su Han's perception ability and allowing him to have a stronger memory.

He kept confirming and remembering, and the light in his eyes became stronger and stronger!

Li Zhengyang and others who were standing aside were completely confused.

They didn't know what happened to Su Han, but they just saw the excitement and excitement on his face, as if he was not facing the fierce ghost in the evil tower, but the good thing he had dreamed of.

No one dared to disturb Su Han, and he didn't even dare to say a word, so he could only stand there quietly and wait.

The wind was howling, becoming more fierce, and the iron chains became even more violent. Su Han's eyes turned rapidly, constantly capturing the scriptures, and remembering every character in his heart!

In addition to the scriptures in the scroll of the earth, Su Han was even more serious about those scriptures that he had never seen before. His eyes had turned red and his breathing became rapid.

"Mr. Su..."

Tie Cannon was a little worried. Su Han had been standing there for two hours, but his eyes had not moved at all.

He was like a statue, standing there, without any movement or a trace of it.

Three hours passed, the sky gradually faded, but the wind became more violent, as if some wild beast was roaring and roaring!

Li Zhengyang and others couldn't help frowning.

"Master, the things in the evil-suppressing tower seem to have started again..." Xu Rong couldn't help speaking, feeling a cold breath emanating, and he was a little afraid.

"It's okay, Master Su is here." Li Zhengyang paused and glanced at Su Han.

The three disciples were all a little scared. Su Han had been standing there for a long time and was still motionless. Could something happen?

Or is he already been given the things in the Evil-Suppressing Tower?

After all...even a master like Chen Xiaotian was seriously injured and almost lost his life.

Their eyes looked at Su Han with some suspicion and even more worried, thinking that if something happened to Su Han, the Hongmen would definitely turn the entire Shushan!

Four hours later, Su Han was still standing there.

Now, even the iron cannon and the nigger couldn't help but worry.

They followed Su Han for a long time, knowing Su Han's strength very well, but today was too strange. Su Han stood there, motionless for four hours, allowing the strong wind and terrible pressure to continue to bombard him without realizing it.

If they were them, they would probably have been unable to bear it and retreated.

But Su Han stood there, no matter how strong the wind was or how cold the breath was, it would have no effect at all!

"Nigga, I'm a little worried!" Tiepao's face was solemn, and he could feel it. As the sky gradually sinks, the evil-suppressing tower seemed to be moving and began to emit a palpitations.

It’s hard to tell what it is, but it just makes people feel panicked, even... fearful.

He turned his head to look at Master Li Zhengyang and others, and found that even Li Zhengyang's face turned slightly pale, and the three disciples had already stood behind Li Zhengyang.

Obviously, they couldn't bear the cold breath.

Tiepao thought for a moment in his heart, and was about to call Su Han, confirming that he was fine, Su Han spoke first.

He looked up, glanced at the evil tower, and sneered: "Why, are you impatient to live?"
Chapter completed!