Ling Han doesn't care what others say.

He rushed into the camp of the ghost, killing.

What can he be afraid of now?

Boom!

He was on a rampage and had no rivals at all.

Before, when he was a venerable, he could almost sweep the ghost. He was just a ghost soldier. Now that he has become a saint, he has a strong natural war spirit and wants to fight with the skeleton Saint soldier.

Yu Zilu had no interest in the first World War.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He was extremely casual, sometimes punching, sometimes kicking, and sometimes using the evil spirit to attack. But in any case, he would kill thousands of ghosts with one blow.

This is completely crushed, and even the Yin sage is afraid to go forward.

No need to destroy the energy. Ling Han now kills Yin Sheng just like playing.

In the past, he used to shoot a gun to change a place, for fear of being targeted by the underworld, and set up a net to surround him. Now, he is completely fearless.

No matter who you come to, it's a big deal. I'll tear a gap with the emperor's troops, and I can leave with ease.

For seven days in a row, he wiped out more than a dozen nearby star regions, leaving no more than half a ghost. In a more distant place, more than a dozen Yin saints looked at him coldly and were shocked in their empty eyes.

They have never seen such combat power.

Ling Han looked at these Yin saints and said, "why do you want to invade the sun? Who can tell me the reason? I can spare him from death!"

Although his mind was so powerful that it could easily spread the name of each God in his body.

The ghost has no substance, just a soul.

All of them were cold and completely unmoved.

"In that case, you will take your orders." Ling Han stepped out one step, and the Phoenix wings spread out into the sky, and the two flame wings covered the sky and the earth. They were even bigger than the star field. With a slight vibration, he had already appeared in front of all the Yin saints.

Nima, how fast!

These Yin saints were shocked. Before Ling Han swept across the eight wastelands, they had never used such speed, which made them extremely passive.

Bang!

Ling Han's fist power turned into a light, which was aimed at a Yin saint. The eight star rule of 25 rules was integrated into it. This did not use the power of belief. Otherwise, the ultimate power of Ling Han was 30 eight star rules.

It can be said that even if the ancient emperors reached the nine star saints, then using the power of faith would be equal to Ling Han in the number of rules.

Under the condition of the same realm, who is not the part who is trampled on by Ling Han?

Unless they are the masters of the yuan world such as Ding Shu, they must be more evil than the ancient emperors. However, they are only two or three small levels higher than Ling Han. They have no absolute leading advantage and are still not Ling Han's opponents.

It can be said that Ling Han is the most powerful sage in the world today, which is worthy of the name, without exaggeration at all.

He had fought with bare fists, and the speed was too fast to describe. The Yin Saint had no time to dodge, so he had to fight against him.

However, his resistance is like a mantis in the way of a car, which is meaningless at all.

A flash of light burst out, and the light fist rolled over, and the Yin Saint immediately turned gray.

Ling Han felt that heaven and earth had rewarded him, which slightly improved his life origin.

Now, even the reward for killing Yin Sheng is so meager?

Ling Han shook his head, but even so, it could not affect his determination to kill the ghost.

Now that he has become a saint, he will kill the ghosts, if they have the courage and the heart.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He gave his fist at will, but his fist light was like a meteor, which was too fast to describe. He forced Yin Sheng to be hard and hard, and the end result was that he was blasted to death.

This is the power of the strongest sage.

All the saints were afraid, so they turned around and ran away.

Saints are hard to kill, because they can't beat and run, which is also applicable to Yin saints.

However, don't forget that Ling Han has mastered the fastest body method in the world.

As soon as the wings of fire vibrate, he has caught up with a Yin saint. A blow has passed. Bang, this Yin shengdun is blasted.

What kind of saint is a scum in front of him.

If there is still star net at this time, and someone carries out Star live broadcast, the whole world will be a sensation.

It's too strong. Is this really a saint?

If you want to kill saints, you can kill them. It's the emperor to be.

However, the speed of the saints is really fast, even if they are not as good as Ling Han. However, due to such a delay, other Yin saints have already escaped, and they don't know where to start.

It doesn't matter.

Ling Han continued to advance and sweep.

After recovering hundreds of star regions, he came to a dying sun.

The first step in the transformation of the sun into the underworld is to extinguish the sun. If Ling Han wants to revive the sun, the first step is to rekindle the sun.This is the fire of life.

"Burn it for me." Ling Han injects strength into the sun, but the sun is dead and dead with no sign of rekindling.

Yeah?

Ling Han snorted and ran the fire again. This time, it was different. There were lines of light on the surface of the sun, as if the magma was flowing under it.

Boom, the whole sun suddenly burst into flames, blooming endless light in the Dark Universe.

Ling Han smiles, although it seems like a lonely lamp in the endless darkness, it is a lamp full of hope, like a totem.

This marked the first step in his recovery of the sun.

"If I leave, the underworld will surely come back and extinguish the sun."

"So!"

Ling Han smiles and walks into the sun.

If the sun explodes, even the saints must retreat. If they are directly hit, they will not die.

However, just into the sun, it is small.

He made the arrangements, then came out and went on to rekindle the other suns.

As long as the sun burns, each star region will slowly come back to life, and darkness It's going to fade.

One, two, three, more and more sun light up, so that the stars are no longer dark.

Suddenly, Ling Han felt a terrible breath approaching.

He stopped and looked into the dark starry sky.

Only for a moment, he had stopped in front of Ling Han's body. His body was made up of white bones, which was full of terror.

Skeleton Paladin!

Finally, the underworld offered their strongest means.

Ling Han faintly smiles, good, the skeleton Saint soldier finally comes.

Boom!

The skeleton Saint soldier does not have any emotion, and will not force a few words. As soon as he comes up, he will direct his hand and press it out with one hand. The breath of terror boils and blows towards Ling Han.

This is the holy instrument, and it is not one, but the superposition of hundreds of sacred vessels. How terrible?

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