How could Yi Hanqi let such an excellent place go? Lao He once said that a man with a crazy obsession can breed his own Canghuai weapon in seven days. Here, 100 hours is no more than an hour outside.
In other words, one hour outside is more than 4 days here. Then, I can completely complete the cultivation of Canghuai Black Iron here.
This is almost the time and shortcut given by God. To practice here, although the pain experienced is the same, there is a huge gap in time.
For the rest of the time, Yi Han has been immersed here, not only leveling up, but also training on energy and skills.
These trainings, with one exception, are all for one purpose, the improvement of strength.
I don’t know how much time Jing Ya spends training here every day.[
In this way, after crazy killing for who knows how long, the level gradually increased. The experience of the monsters here was extremely high. Yi Han was promoted to level 81 before he felt tired. Similarly, after the upgrade, the monsters also changed and their levels increased.
It has increased a little, but the strength is different from before, but the experience has increased a lot.
This massive amount of experience is probably equivalent to the experience of a boss outside.
Xiao Hei's strength has not increased much. Yi Han is not sure how strong it is. It may be around level 150.
Feeling that the Canghuai Black Iron in his heart seemed to be throbbing a little, Yi Han couldn't help but feel happy.
After successive battles, this feeling became stronger and stronger, and Yi Han knew that the Canghuai Artifact Spirit was completely fed by him.
He stopped leveling, turned off the leveling training, and sat cross-legged on the ground alone. In his mind, he began to imagine the appearance and performance of the weapon he needed according to what was recorded in the "Weapon Raising Technique".
The mind cannot be calm, and the energy cannot be at peace. What is needed is obsession.
If there is no obsession, the mind cannot reach the point of madness, then Canghuai Xuantie cannot understand the obsession in his heart.
Thinking of this, Yi Han began to think about everything, all the situations without powerful magic weapons.
What kind of desolation will the unarmed ant feel when facing a strong person?
What kind of desire will a being who longs for power burst out when facing heaven and earth?
In that endless world, how to use the means that reach the heaven and the earth to completely divide everything.
In the ethereal world of immortals, do those extremely powerful gods really deserve to be admired?
The longing in my heart, the longing for powerful magical weapons, and the longing for powerful strength are like rushing rivers, which can no longer be stopped. They begin to soar, agitate, and boil in the heart. Canghuai Xuantie cannot help but tremble slightly.
The attacks hit Yi Han's heart again and again, as if they were trying to melt into his heart.
Yi Han gritted his teeth and still didn't stop.
It seems that the blood can never feed Canghuai Black Iron enough. It has already become as red as the heart, even beating.
The tendons all over Yi Han's body began to bulge, and bursts of blue pigment stretched the skin extremely high, making it look horribly tight.
Canghuai Xuantie continued to attack, and the bloody hole in his heart became bigger and bigger, the flesh and blood was rubbed away, and the hideous internal organs were revealed.
Suddenly.[
Something seemed to explode in his head, and an illusory shadow instantly panted from his brain toward his heart.
"ah"
Yi Han opened his eyes suddenly, supported the ground with his hands, and roared like a beast in a low voice.
"What's going on? Why is there such a powerful demonic nature?"
Yi Han roared in pain and tried his best to question.
Unfortunately, no one could tell him the answer.
Roar!
Xiao Hei on the side roared in a low voice, his red eyes staring closely at the Canghuai Xuantie on Yi Han's chest, and suddenly
A vague figure different from Yi Han popped out of Canghuai Black Iron. He stood quietly next to Yi Han who was prostrate on the ground, with an expression on his face, but at some point, a peerless magic weapon appeared in his hand.
The divine weapon is a dagger blade, Youhanbi, with a blood groove on the blood blade. It does not have a too gorgeous appearance, but it has the ability to kill people with its full strength. It kills completely for the purpose of killing. The blood blade is covered with
There are more than two hundred tiny formations that are only the size of rice grains, with sharp edges and seven-color luster.
Seven "colors" of luster? This is the luster that can only be produced by heaven-level magic weapons.
How can we develop strength without experiencing setbacks, hardships, and pain? Only by hard work can we become steel.
Xiao Hei looked at the blurry figure warily and roared in a low voice, only to see the blurry figure holding the peerless magic weapon high and slashing towards Yi Han's head with an expression on his face.
Yi Han seemed to sense the danger. He raised his head suddenly, only to see a pair of eyes full of murderous intent and full of demonic "nature" staring at the blurry figure!
Roar!
Xiao Hei didn't hesitate at all and rushed towards the blurry figure. It turned into a wisp of black smoke and instantly enveloped the unsuspecting blurry figure. When the substantial body appeared, it had already killed the blurry figure.
entangled together.
Seeing this scene, Yi Han stood up with all his strength, pulled out the magic fang dagger, and slashed hard at the wrist of the blurry figure.
Poof!
The vague figure didn't seem to have much strength, or perhaps he didn't resist at all.
When the knife went down, his palm broke instantly, and the hand holding the dagger fell off.
"ah"
Yi Han let out a deep roar.[
The hand holding the Demon Fang Dagger couldn't help but loosen its grip.
Pain! Heartbreaking pain! Heartbreaking pain came from my right wrist.
It seemed that the knife just struck was not on the blurry figure in front of him that was entangled by Xiao Hei, but on his own body.
Yi Han gritted his teeth tightly, and a large amount of sweat kept dripping from his cheeks.
"Could this blurry figure in front of me be him??" At this moment, Yi Han suddenly thought of what Lao He said. When using the "Weapon Raising Technique" to refine a weapon, Canghuai Black Iron formed a weapon spirit.
It's very possible to control yourself.
But why, when you cut him, it seemed like you were cutting yourself?
Forget it, I can't control that much anymore.
The severe pain and sudden demonic nature left him no time to think. After his brain activated the last command, he suddenly picked up the peerless magic weapon on the ground. Without thinking, he struck hard at the heart of the blurry figure in front of him.
He stabbed hard.
The moment the dagger blade pierced her skin, Yi Han felt his heart hurt. Then his eyes went dark, his consciousness closed instantly, and he fell over.
Boom!
Yi Han's body suddenly fell to the ground, and the blurry figure tightly wrapped around Xiao Hei instantly collapsed.
Xiao Hei's body slowly hovered on the ground. It looked at Yi Han quietly, its red eyes twinkling.