Chapter 417: Looking for sparring
Ling Han only left a small piece of black stone, and the others all took the small tower to repair itself. Then, for a moment, the whole black stone became a fly ash, and the chaotic origin inside has been extracted by the small tower.
He couldn't help but think that if the Shura Emperor entered the Black Tower, then if he got the super-large chaotic source stone to do the body, it would be an instant to be ashes!
Ling Han did not immediately go to the red rainbow ice grass, he still only has seven layers of Linghai, have to wait, and then go to the nine levels of Linghai.
If I go there now, I just sit and wait, which is not the temper.
Therefore, he and Hu Niu walked in the forest, there are still many elixir here, since there is time to do not look for it? The harvest was good, but within a few days, the magic gas also dissipated in 7788. More and more people poured into this area, and the income of Ling Han also plummeted.
He touched his chin, but decided not to waste time, so he carved it in the tree and wrote: "Ding Ergou, come to chase your little master!"
This sentence is naturally said to Ding Yuan Xin, he also wants to use the other hand to sharpen himself, let himself break into the nine layers of Linghai as soon as possible.
He walked all the way, all the way, I believe that the ability of Ding Yuan Xin should be able to follow and find himself. And Hu Niu has a kind of learning, and it is also carved in the tree, just don’t look at her growing pink and jade, but the words that can be engraved are twisted and twisted, and she is proud of her small buttocks. There is no shame in chaos.
Just a day passed, and sure enough, Ding Yuan Xin chased.
"I have to admit that you are really a big dog!" he said coldly, his eyes burning with anger, the young man killed his brother. Now I dare to take the initiative to provoke, I really want to mad at him.
"Generally, the world is second." Ling Han laughed.
"Generally, the world is the first." Hu Niu is not modest, patted a small chest.
"You!" Ding Yuan Xin roared, his body shape saved to Ling Han and Hu Niu killed the past. The gods shine, and he is arched to have a god.
Ling Han haha laughed, picking the sword to attack, suddenly, eight swords and swords.
Seeing this scene, Ding Yuan heart naturally furious, the other party is relying on his pressure to enter the realm of eight swords, he thought of this, he was angry. Did this kid taste the sweetness and want to use him as a sharpening stone.
However, he stared at the magic sword. He only knew that this was a very high-level spirit. He had a kind of heart-throbing movement, but later he saw that the sword could harden the three dead bodies. Everyone, including him, naturally knows that the magic sword is more than six or even seven.
Who is not jealous?
"This sword. Return to me!" He snorted and shot.
Ling Han went all out. Strike back to Ding Yuan Xin, but the gap between the two people is too big, he was quickly scarred, and the bones are now out.
Fortunately, the immortality of Tianjing is too strong, and always keeps his vitality in an astonishingly strong state. Until the blood was too much, even the eyes began to spend, Ling Han began to flee.
While running, he took out ginseng and other tonics and smashed it, and recovered with immortality. And the war and retreat, not a runaway like a defeat.
In this battle, he tried his best, but after three days, he reached the limit and had to hide in the Black Tower. At this point, he could barely see a piece of good meat. Even if there was a flow of immortality, the speed of injury could be far greater than the speed of recovery, and he would step into the death line with one foot.
He quickly ran a drop of immortality and recovered himself. Soon, flesh and blood reborn, he completely recovered.
After licking a few medicinal herbs that helped to cultivate, he pinched a few hundred yuan crystals. Suddenly, the endless force wrapped him, and he absorbed it greedily, and he rose to the ground.
This cultivation is actually two days and two nights. When he finished his cultivation, he has quietly entered the eighth floor of Linghai.
"Very good, this training is good, I am afraid that after another month, I can not only reach the nine layers of Linghai, but even rush to the top of the nine layers!" Ling Han murmured, not afraid of this being Ding Yuanxin listened How bad it is.
"Go, find a sparring." Ling Han continued to keep the words, Hu Niu was smiling and helping to leave a message, so that her unspeakable handwriting harmed the forest.
Two days later, Ding Yuan Xin really chased it.
"Eight layers of Linghai!" After a glance at Ling Han's body, Ding Yuan Xin suddenly exclaimed, the eyes must be pulled out. He was anxious, this kid really regarded himself as a sparring, not only honed his eighth sword, but now he has entered the eighth floor of Linghai.
If you continue to accompany this kid, will the other party move into the nine levels of Linghai at such a horrible speed, or even... directly across the Shentai!
He is really a little scared. Ling Han’s combat power is too enchanting. Maybe he will be qualified to fight against him when he enters Shentai. This personally promotes a deadly opponent. What makes him feel good?
But this kid killed his brother, can he let it go?
Kill, you must kill, at least now the strength of this kid is far worse than him!
- Ding Yuan Xin This is not knowing the cold and the black tower, there is a layer of final protection in life, otherwise he must turn around and leave. Just like Yu Rong and Xuan Ping, people can finally hide in the three corpses, and at least they will almost kill themselves when they shoot a palm.
"Can you dare to fight with me?" Ding Yuan Xin will be the way.
"You are sick in your brain, I am only eight layers of Linghai, you are the nine floors of Shentai, I am fighting with you, idiot!" Ling Han shook his head, but he took the initiative to attack, the magic sword began, the sword is like a rainbow, " You will be my sparring!"
"Your sister!" Ding Yuan Xin was very angry, greeted the cold and violent attack, he was able to kill Ling Han a few times before, so he still has confidence in himself, as long as Ling Han The luck is a little bit so bad, he will be able to kill each other.
Unfortunately, he is always so bad.
After three more days of fighting, Ling Han entered the Black Tower again in a state of near death. After urging a drop of true liquid, he directly fainted. After he woke up, he quickly began to practice again.
The progress is obvious, he came to the middle of the eighth floor, and even more rare is that this time infinitely close to death, let him have a deeper understanding of life and death.
Life and death, this is a confrontation, but the end of life is death, the end of death is also life, infinite loop, there is Taiji. This is in line with the avenue, it is the birth of a student, a lifetime of two.
Order and chaos, life and death, light and darkness, these opposites and cycles can be traced back to the source. It’s just that Ling Han’s current realm is too low. He only touches it, but he can’t understand it.
He put this touch on the kendo and made clear the path he was going to take.
Jianqi, Jianmang, everyone can repair, but the sword heart is different, this is a kind of deep, need to have their own way.
In the past life, the Swordsman took the road of the king, and a sword came out. The whole world had to be in front of him. The sunset is the road to unrequited love, the sun that is the source of life, he can not hesitate to fall down.
What is the path he is going to take? (To be continued.)