Ling Han stretched out his finger, and the three black air seemed to have been pulled, and suddenly got into it from the tip of his finger.

For a moment, Ling Han's eyes flashed with countless symbols. The road appeared in front of him, but it seemed that it was different from any of the rules he had established, which made him feel a lot, but also a little insane.

He has mastered a means out of thin air, which can attack the spirit of his opponent and cause terrible damage.

It turns out that Xiao hero's spirit attack skill is like this.

Ling Han has a feeling, even a desire, that is to kill more people, the means he mastered will become more and more powerful, even the nine Immortal King can kill, let the other party become a walking corpse.

He was shocked. If he was controlled by this impulse, would he still be himself?

However, the desire for strength is so strong that he can not restrain his impulse.

He took a deep breath. It's no wonder that the evil spirits of the three heroes of Xiao have been affected, because this conforms to the deepest desire of Every warrior, that is, to be strong.

Isn't killing a normal thing for the people in Xianwang cemetery? They are killing all the time without being affected by this. What's the harm of killing more?

When Ling Han enters the immortal residence, he wants to get rid of the influence of this killing emotion.

As soon as he entered the fairy center, Ling Han could not help feeling relaxed.

"It seems that the whole environment is affecting me, but the black smell is more obvious."

"Fairy ware can effectively isolate this influence, so it will be much easier for me to enter here."

"That's why I'm not affected."

Ling Han sits in a sitting posture and unfolds the Sutra of immortality to keep his mind empty.

I am me, not moved by foreign things.

More than ten days later, Ling Han stood up. He condensed water vapor and turned into a mirror. He looked at his eyes in the mirror carefully. He was gentle and peaceful, without a trace of anger.

"It should be resolved, but the whole environment will still have an impact. I can't stay outside for a long time, otherwise I will lose myself step by step. This is an imperceptible influence, which takes advantage of people's desire to be powerful and erodes step by step. "

"It's just that I can't use the psycho impact technique after dissolving the blackness. It seems that the blackness is still the source of strength."

"The barren moon What on earth does he want to do? "

Ling Han decided not to leave for the time being. First, he wanted to see what the outcome would be. Second, he wanted the Xianjin, which was not a small sum.

Knowing that xiankeju can isolate Xiao Yingxiong from their pursuit, he acts for a while and enters the center of Xianke, just to dissolve the influence of the environment on him.

Ling Han is like an outsider. He has seen countless battles, turning this place into a real cemetery, burying a large number of fairy kings.

In a flash, it was more than ten years later. Ling Han almost turned the big tombs around the periphery and took away all the gold. The power of the magic sword was greatly improved.

At this point, he looked at the center of the area.

Huang Yue brought almost all the nine immortals into this place. Now do they get the so-called treasure here? Or is it that the desolate moon has buried a great conspiracy, and all the people have been put to the pit?

"First attack the five Heaven, and then enter a probe. Only when I reach the height of the five Heaven, can I cope with the pursuit of the nine heaven Immortal King."

Ling Han is going to attack wuchongtian, but he finds that he can't find a breakthrough point because he has been suppressed for too long. After a few months, the immortal trees in his body show no signs of blooming and fruiting.

The more pressure he is under, the more motivated he is, and the stronger his sense of war is. But now he is too comfortable to break through.

"I need a war."

He wants to attract the three heroes of Xiao. If there is another war, he should be able to use this to arouse the fighting spirit and attack wuchongtian.

But when he didn't want to meet Xiao Yingxiong and them, they would always appear like ghosts. But when he wanted to lead them to appear, they seemed to have evaporated and disappeared.

"Have they entered the final zone?"

Ling Han looks at the fog. The visibility here is still very poor. At most, he can see the place two miles away.

"Then go in!"

Ling Han changed his mind. He wanted to break through the five fold sky before entering the final area, but now he needs to enter ahead of time, otherwise he has no chance to break through the five fold sky.

He strode along, and the fog spread out in front of him, which was strange, just two miles away.

After walking for a few days, the front suddenly opened up, showing a big mountain.

No, it's not a mountain. It's a big grave. It's a tombstone. It's written with four words: Tomb of Yuan Dynasty.

This is the tomb of Yuan Dynasty.

Here, the fog is finally completely dispersed, you can clearly see the shape of the whole grave, there are a lot of glory in the rise, emitting a pressure beyond the rules.Is this a celestial tomb?

There is no access to the tomb, but now it has been blasted out of a gap. It is believed that it was done by the nine immortal kings such as Huang Yue. Even if there is pressure from heaven, tens of thousands of nine immortal kings will be able to survive and turn over when they are alive, let alone the dead one.

However, under the pressure of the faint breath of heaven, the king of immortals under the five levels of heaven was not qualified to enter the tomb, and could only wander outside.

Battles are breaking out, killing people constantly, but also making others stronger.

Ling Han glanced, as long as his eyes could reach, he found that everyone's eyes were covered with a layer of black light, sending out the breath of making people cold.

"A delicious little fellow!" Ling Han in the observation, he was also found that a woman swaying her beautiful buttocks came to him, extremely charming, although there is a black light in her eyes, but let her increase a bit of the temptation of the monster.

She waved the fragrance, went to Ling Han San Zhang, still did not stop, the face hung with a intoxicating smile.

Brush, a cold light flash, she suddenly hand.

She is obviously charming, but the weapon is a big sword with a length of three feet, which is swung by her and chopped at Ling Han's head.

Whew, the sword is roaring and the runes are shining one by one.

Ling Han felt sharp pain in his head.

It's disgusting.

Ling Han frowned, and the woman was just the king of four immortals. Judging from her fighting power, she was only the emperor's talent, but she could make him feel tingling. That mysterious means was amazing.

He did not show mercy, a blow out, bang, the woman was immediately blasted into slag by him.

There is a wisp of black gas rising, toward the ice cold floating in the past.

"Mine!"

"Mine!"

"Get out of here!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen people rushed out to grab the black gas, as if they were crazy.

Ling Leng hum, with two fists, bang, bang, these people were all beaten up by him.

Every dead person, there is a black gas rising, more than a dozen black gas fluttering, are toward the cold.

"Go away!" Ling Han has a big drink. He doesn't need this kind of thing. It's not his own strength. Even if he is powerful, he will abandon his shoes.

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