Chapter 4289

Speaking of this, Wan Yulong and other four people all nodded.

Yes, Han Di is not the original Lin Yun. He is too much stronger.

My seventh shape has broken the limit three times. Ordinary people even dare not imagine. How can such existence lose?

"Well, it can only be said that Huang Tian's brain is broken."

"I'm so crazy. I think that one move against Emperor Han will be able to compete."

The five top second ancestors reached a consensus that Ling Han was totally ignorant of the height of heaven and earth, rather than having the strength to fight against the emperor.

The dark battlefield soon passed the request of Ling han to change the ordinary arena war into a life and death battle.

In this way, only one of them can leave alive.

"What a fool you are Han Di showed a sneer.

"Ha ha." Ling Han didn't pay attention.

Han Di was not interested in speaking any more. He rushed out to kill Ling Han and seize the emperor's Sutra.

Boom, the power of the seventh form is released. He has been here for so many years, and he must have reached the end of the seventh shape early. The endless force is rolling and moving. It is so horrible.

Ling Han waved his fist and hit Han Di in the past.

Bang!

Two people to spell a record, both body shape is a flash, backward backward.

"Eh?" Han Di was surprised, which was beyond his expectation. Could Ling Han's strength compete with him?

But he immediately became arrogant, so what?

"I didn't expect that you had made such great progress in your accomplishments after you disappeared for a few years," he said

In any case, he was not afraid of Ling Han's repentance.

With a faint smile, Emperor Han should have guessed his identity.

"There are so many things you can't think of."

Han Di killed him again. His hands were like axes, and his hands were like axes. With one palm, he split out. The energy interweaved with rules, and turned into a pair of immortal axes, and he cut them toward Ling Han.

Ling Han turned his hands into fists and bombarded them again and again. Every immortal axe was smashed by him.

The two showed their magic powers, and the battle was fierce.

All of them are gods and spirits. I didn't expect that Ling Han was so strong that he could fight with Emperor Han.

"Whoa, who is this yellow sky?" In the box, Wan Yulong five people are also very shocked.

In the past few years, they have broken through the spirit realm one after another. With a higher vision, we can see clearly that Emperor Han has definitely played all the fighting power of the seventh peak.

In other words, the "yellow sky" should also be the seventh peak.

God!

At this time, they were completely unsure, no longer convinced that Han Di would win.

War, Ling Han and Han Di, you come and go, extremely fierce.

However, this kind of intense is only relative to Han Di and the audience. Ling Han's cultivation has already surpassed the seventh form. He did not do his best at all. He just wanted to see the unique skills of the Han family.

"I can't belittle you." Han di lenglengleng said, suddenly a palm shot, bang, the power is incredibly increased by a large section.

Bang, a blow down, Ling Han was immediately dismissed.

"Can't you think of it?" Han Di showed a proud look and slowly took back his hand. "I'm not the seventh shape, but My eighth shape

Hearing this, the whole stand was silent.

What, Han Di actually broke through, not the seventh shape, but the eighth shape!

God, my God, is this the emperor and the silver generation?

This is the real limit.

"Ha ha!" Mi Qing butterfly excitedly jumped up, "this is my Han Di!"

Wan Yulong four people did not refute whether Han Di was her or not. They were still in shock. Han Di actually broke through the eighth shape, which was really amazing.

"Now I am not weaker than the golden generation." Emperor Han said with pride that every day he fought bloody battles here, and even he would often go into the forest to fight those terrible monsters. Finally, he took a step towards the supreme heaven.

"But you are proud to be able to force me to use the power of the eighth form."

Ling Han surprised, this guy actually broke through the eighth shape?

Sure enough, the emperor can't underestimate it.

"Well, congratulations." He gave a faint smile.

Why, how could such a reaction happen?

Han Di is a little puzzled. He is the eighth shape, even the golden generation. It can be said that it is the strongest level of the real world. The ninth shape only exists in the legend, just like the Arabian Nights.

But why is Ling Han so indifferent?

No matter what, killing people, searching for souls, seizing the emperor's scriptures.

Han Di quickly put aside his doubts. He didn't need to know the answer. He just needed to believe in his own strength.

Whew, he killed it again, and the power of the eighth form burst out completely."Die!" He pushed forward the terrible attack and went towards Linghan.

Ling Han didn't mean to give in and responded with a fist.

Bang!

The two of them hit each other, and people exclaimed that an incredible scene appeared, and Emperor Han was actually sent out by Sheng Sheng Zhen.

Shit!

People are eager to wipe their eyes, they must have a fancy, how can it be so?

Han Di's body fell to the ground. He folded and stood firm. His face was shocked and puzzled.

How could it be?

Is the power of Ling Han still above him?

"How can you get to the eighth shape too?" Han Di cried out, he can't believe it, and he won't believe it.

Ling Han smile: "you can all repair to the eighth shape, why can't I?"

Can you compare with me?

Han Di cried in his heart, he is the emperor, silver generation, favored by heaven, born almost standing on the finishing line, who can win him?

He hate to look at Ling Han, behind that big fish's virtual shadow gradually become solid, strange big do not know geometry.

"Swallow heaven skill!" With a big drink, the big fish also wagged its tail and swam towards Ling Han. The big mouth opened and immediately produced infinite suction.

Ling Han's recognition of the sea is light, as if the soul is to be pulled out.

Eh?

This is an attack on the soul. If his body and soul are separated, the flesh body without soul is an empty shell. Without the protection of the body, the soul is naturally fragile.

Ling Han hummed, and the nine true selves in the sea bloomed together to stabilize the soul.

Han Di frowned, which was his innate awakening magic power. Even the golden generation had to suffer a little loss when they were caught off guard. Unexpectedly, they didn't even ask for a bargain here in Linghan.

He roared, the big fish actually gave birth to a pair of wings.

Kunpeng!

Kunpeng spreads his wings and swallows Linghan again. The effect of pulling away the soul becomes ton by ton.

But how about this? The nine true selves sit down and know the sea is calm.

You know, Ling Han is not eight shaped, but nine shaped.

"What else?" Ling Han smiles.

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