True self, Ninth shape!

Ling Han was very satisfied. This trip to dark cloud hell was very satisfactory. If he practiced outside, even with the support of pills, he would not have rushed to such a height without the support of pills for more than 1000 years.

Moreover, even the golden generation can only look up to the ninth shape.

Of course, there may be a golden generation who is very low-key, but it is secret when they break into the ninth form, so as not to be targeted. Attacking emperor's road is not only a competition of talents and opportunities, but also an important IQ.

Now, Ling Han doesn't need to take care of this. He can have a good time.

"Anyway, I've been working hard here for so many years, and it's not too bad for a few more years." Ling Han continued to refine the source stone, "rush to the end of the ninth shape."

This is another year's time.

After consuming a lot of source stones, he rushed to the end of the ninth form.

"Hiss, I didn't expect to consume the source stone like this. Now there is only half left."

Ling Han sighed and counted the time. He has been here for almost nine years.

"To break through the great realm, it must be carried out in the outside world. With perfect principles, the foundation of Taoism can be built perfectly." He murmured, "besides, I feel that I have already touched the ceiling. If I want to impact the tenth shape, it will not be a complete retreat."

"There is still a year to go. How should I spend it?"

"Back to the city of death?"

Ling Han's heart moved. After Emperor Han entered the city, he was determined to be highly trained and provocative. Should such people be taught a lesson?

Of course, he can't just go in like this, disappear for eight years, and then suddenly appear, and his accomplishments are greatly increased. Isn't this telling the five great masters that he stole the source stone storehouse?

No matter what, he can change his appearance. With the existence of soul derivation, it is difficult for the venerable to find his disguise.

OK, go to the city of death to see what's going on.

Ling Han's mind moved and his appearance changed. He strode out of the forest and went against the river. A few days later, the city of death was in sight.

Back again.

Ling Han smiles and finds the gate of the city.

After he registered his information, he entered the city and then went to the dark sand ground to sign up.

He also specially learned about the situation. Han Di had already become the invincible God of war in the real world, but somehow, he never broke into the spirit realm.

Ling Han speculates that Han Di should be aiming at attacking the eighth form. If he does not achieve this goal, he will not easily break through Hualing.

After all, it's easy for him to break through the spirit, but if he doesn't reach the eighth shape, what qualifications can he have to compete with the golden generation for the throne?

Eight years later, I don't know how many people have come in here. At least half of them have already died. Most of the rest are living a miserable life. Only a few of them are very nourishing and their accomplishments have made great progress.

Wudao is always pyramid shaped. There are only a few who can really surpass others.

Ling Han didn't find out Ding Shu's news. He didn't know where he had gone. Maybe he was still practicing hard. After all, Ding Shu's state was weaker than Ling Han's. Therefore, it must take him longer to reach the end of the ninth form.

For Ding Shu can reach the ninth shape, Ling Han of course is positive attitude, if the yuan world Master can not even do this, it is really ha ha.

As for the five venerable men, although they did not tear their faces to fight, they were constantly rubbing against each other, and their subordinates clashed day and night.

Ling Han naturally won't care, he found an inn to stay, waiting for the notice of the dark sand field.

In just one day, he was informed that he was ready to fight.

In the afternoon of the match, Ling Han went out to fight. His opponent was a real fourth figure. Naturally, he didn't look at him and was defeated by him. However, Ling Han didn't kill him. He just used a little bit of strength.

He looked arrogant and said, "where is Emperor Han? Can you dare to fight?"

Of course, it is impossible for Han Di to show up. Ling Han just wants to make such a sound. If Han Di would take the initiative to fight, it would be the best.

However, Han Di has already established an invincible reputation in the dark battlefield, and Ling Han's provocation naturally just makes him sneer and despise at all.

Ling Han doesn't care. As long as he wins more games, sooner or later, he and Han Di will encounter and have a war.

He continued to participate in the war, and the number of winning games in a row expanded rapidly, winning 10 and 100 victories.

Although his winning streak is far from comparable to Han Di's, it is already the second in the whole dark battlefield, which makes the public excited and hopes that Ling Han will fight with Han Di to see if Ling Han can shake Han Di's unbeaten record.

The dark battlefield quickly responded by sending notices to Ling Han and Han Di to arrange for their first World War. The time was set two days later.

Finally, it's the day.

Ling Han looked at the notice in his hand. Eight years ago, Emperor Han wanted to challenge him. Now it is the opposite. But this war still happened.Two days later, Ling Han came to the dark sand field.

He finally met Han Di, the leader of the silver generation.

He was very handsome, slender, with thick black hair and soft light. Behind him was the shadow of a big fish, as if he were breathing.

Every time the big fish breathes, the energy of the surrounding world is absorbed. It's amazing.

He was surrounded by miqingdie, zuwa'an and other top second generation ancestors, dazzling.

It seems that the emperor's identity gave him a lot of points, even zuwa'an and they were all around him.

Also, as long as you want to leave the dark cloud hell, who can pass the imperial clan?

Han Di didn't put on too much airs. He talked and laughed with zuwa'an. After all, this was the territory of others, and even the emperor's family couldn't come in.

He seems extremely relaxed. After all, in his opinion, he has reached the top of his true self. Only if he has the quality of the golden generation, can he surpass him. But is there still a golden generation in the true self?

The lowest cultivation has reached seven changes of spirit!

This opponent, ha ha, although he has won a lot of games in a row, he is not enough to see in front of him.

After a while, the battle was finally about to begin.

The players from both sides entered the arena. This time, the dark battlefield still attached great importance to clearing the other battle areas, so that Ling Han and Han Di could fight freely.

When the Han Emperor entered the stadium, suddenly, the audience issued a tsunami like cheers.

It has been a long time since I saw the hand of Han di. As long as someone met Han Di before, he would admit defeat immediately. Since Ling Han dared to take the initiative to challenge, I believe he would not be so counselled.

The Han emperor is the hands behind his back, slowly pace into the sand, a pair of random incomparable appearance.

For him, it was just a passing scene.

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