Chapter 87

"Brother Han, I've made you a friend far away. Let's go and have a drink!"

Far away, he put away the Bodhi fruit and pulled Han Yun to leave.

"Drink!"

Han Yun is also in a good mood.

They put their shoulders together a little, as if they were old friends who had been reunited for a long time. They walked up Xuantian peak together.

"Master Han!"

Han Yungang just took two steps when three figures suddenly came after him.

"Who are they?"

Looking at the people in front of him, the white fat man asked curiously.

"Cough... This is my Han family disciple!"

Looking at Bai pangzi's face, Han Yun certainly knows what Bai pangzi thinks.

Three war divisions came to participate in the list of the sons of heaven in the northern region. They simply didn't know what they were living!

The three were looked at from afar and were at a loss.

"You can't participate in the list of the sons of heaven in the northern regions. Grandpa asked you to come here. I'm afraid it's just for you to have a long experience. Well, first go to Xuantian city and find a place to settle down. When I meet Grandpa, I'll ask him to find you!"

Han Yun looked at the three and said softly.

"Uh huh!"

The three lowered their heads and blushed.

Especially remembering the heroic words of Li Yu at the beginning, the three only felt a burst of hot. The north and South Korean clouds arched their hands, and the three quickly disappeared in front of Han Yun.

"Brother Han, you Han's disciple is too weak!"

The white fat man looked at Han Yun and said softly.

"Alas..."

Han Yun could only sigh when he heard Bai pangzi's words.

White fat man's sentence is not to despise the Han family in Hancheng, but a fact.

Han Cheng, a disciple of the Han family, is really too weak.

Grandpa is the strong man of war king, which was originally a good opportunity for the Han family to develop, but because of the emergence of Han Feng, the resources of the Han family were basically given to Han Feng.

In this way, although the Han family has a Han style, other disciples are worse and worse than other forces.

"Let's go and have a drink!"

Without explaining to Bai pangzi, Han Yun walked up the Xuantian peak.

As Han Yun left, the people around him dispersed quickly. There was only one figure, looking at the direction Han Yun left from a distance.

"Han Yun, I'm waiting for you!"

His mouth was talking to himself, and a terrible anger broke out from the boy.

If Han Yun were here, Han Yun would definitely recognize that he was the last one in the list of the sons of heaven in the northern regions he met in Han Cheng.

Kun Yi.

Kun Yi now is definitely different from Kun Yi a month ago.

Zhan Ling's peak cultivation, combined with the terrible smell of blood, general Zhan Ling takes a detour when he sees Kun Yi.

On Xuantian peak, beside a huge cliff, two figures secretly rushed up.

Walking behind the white fat man, Han Yun was speechless in his heart.

The white fat man found such a remote path up the mountain. A quarter of an hour later, they finally came to the cliff.

"Come on, brother Han, you and I are like old friends at first sight. Don't get drunk today at the end of the world!"

Bai pangzi didn't know where to take out a jar of wine and directly untied the inkpad. A pure and strong fragrance began to spread on the cliff.

"Xuantianya?"

Han Yun gave a slight meal and then looked a little heavy.

Today, it seems to be the third day. Meigu fairy asked herself to go to the appointment in three days. So, will Qi Luo come to xuantianya today?

"Brother Han, come and drink!"

The white fat man took out two big bowls and poured out two bowls. He did it first.

Looking at Han Yun in a daze, Bai Pang directly handed Han Yun a bowl of wine.

"Dry!"

Han Yun drank it all in one gulp.

"Hahaha... Well, I didn't expect brother han to have such a drinking capacity. Come on, come on, have another bowl!"

The white fat man laughed heartily.

But the next moment, the white fat man's smile froze on his face.

"Cough..."

Han Yun only felt that the whole throat seemed to be stuck with a pepper. A hot feeling madly invaded Han Yun's mind, making Han Yun a little floating.

"What about Xuantian sect? What about seven star sect? I, Han Yun, must stand on the peak of Xuanling mainland!"

Standing on Xuantian peak, Han Yun suddenly screamed.

A pleasant feeling rose from Han Yun's heart, as if something had been unloaded. Han Yun only felt that his whole body was very relaxed.

The cultivation originally located at the peak of the level 5 division suddenly entered the level 6 division.

At the same time, Han Yun's mental strength suddenly soared.

A prompt sound sounded in Han Yun's mind.

"Didi..."

"Player Han Yun's mental strength has exceeded 5000. Whether to upgrade to level 3 soul warrior!"

"Mental strength broke 5000?"

Han Yun was slightly happy, and then hurriedly said, "check the surrounding environment. Is it suitable for upgrading?"

"Detection needs to consume 100 achievement points! Do you agree to pay?"

"Pay!"

"After detection, the surrounding environment is suitable! Do you want to upgrade?"

"Upgrade!"

"Didi..."

"System prompt: it's a little uncomfortable to upgrade to level 3 soul warrior. Please get ready, player Han Yun. The countdown to upgrade is 10, 9, 8..."

"Upgrade started!"

"Hum!"

Han Yun groaned. His body with a big bowl suddenly shook and trembled. A cold sweat came out of Han Yun's head.

"Brother Han..."

The white fat man was surprised.

"It's all right. I want to break through my cultivation. Please brother Yuantian protect the Dharma for me!"

Han Yun quickly sat down cross legged and kept his mind.

Han Yun's knowledge of the sea rolled wildly. Bursts of tearing came. Han Yun only felt that the whole soul seemed to be torn apart.

I don't know how long it's been.

"Didi..."

"Congratulations to player Han Yun on completing the upgrade of level 3 soul warrior and obtaining a primary soul skill!"

"Soul skill?"

Han Yun was slightly stunned, and then hurried to his personal page. The column of spiritual power has now become a level 3 soul warrior, and the spiritual power has also become 533310000.

Click on the backpack.

In the last grid, Han Yun finally found the so-called primary soul skill.

Soul skill: Vertigo

Grade: primary.

Active: has Vertigo effect on soul masters below level 4. The effect is weakened according to the level. You can vertigo for one second at the same level.

Only passive: it can resist the Vertigo effect of other soul masters, and can offset the Vertigo effect of soul masters beyond their own realm once.

The introduction of soul skills appeared in Han Yun's mind.

The more you look, the more happy Han Yun's face is.

From the time of awakening the soul warrior, Han Yun has felt the difference of the soul warrior, but Han Yun didn't expect to be so rebellious.

Dizzy for a second.

Although there is only one second, there are too many things that can be done in this second.

A master's fight is fatal if he is distracted, let alone dizzy for a second. If he cooperates properly, even Zhan Wang and Han Yun have a chance to kill inversely!

"Does player Han Yun learn vertigo?"

"Learn!"

Without thinking about it, Han Yun agreed directly.

"Didi..."

"Congratulations to player Han Yun on completing the study of soul skill vertigo, consuming achievement point 2000."

"Two thousand?"

Han Yun grinned, but for a moment, his face was calm again.

What about 2000 achievement points?

Such a soul skill against the sky, let alone 2000 achievement points, even 10000, Han Yun must learn!