Then, Lin Han clenched his fists, and his whole spirit resonated with the heaven and earth. He rose up from the ground, as if he had turned into a shooting star, and violently waved his fists to fight with the guard.
Finally, after a fierce collision, the defender's bones could not withstand the overbearing force. They cracked and flew backwards.
His chest collapsed, and large mouthfuls of black liquid spilled from the corners of his mouth. His breath was extremely weak, and he lay on the ground, dying.
"I remember you, kid. You can't escape my grasp. One day, I will tear you to pieces with my own hands."
The guard stared at Lin Han's back with hatred and said in a hateful voice.
Lin Han shrugged, turned around and left without caring.
This trial.
It's on the third floor of the Tower of the Dead.
Inside, he encountered all kinds of undead, some were weak, some were strong, and some were spiritual.
Although Lin Han is just a mortal, he has practiced the Hongmeng Divine Refining Art, and his physique has long surpassed that of ordinary people, so the undead cannot pose a threat to him.
So he quickly passed through the third level.
Entered the fourth floor of the Tower of the Dead.
As soon as he stepped into the fourth floor of the Tower of the Undead, Lin Han heard a burst of sonorous sword chants.
In the central area of the fourth floor of the Tower of the Undead, densely packed swords were suspended. Each sword was crystal clear and shone with an icy cold light.
If you look carefully, you can even notice a special wave rippling out from above, as if there is life.
"Is this the weapons tomb?"
Lin Han's eyes were filled with surprise.
He had heard someone say that the Weapons Tomb was used when the Tower of the Dead was built in the past. Many weapons were buried here, and there were even holy weapons left by our ancestors, which were priceless.
However, the owner of the Tower of the Dead did not take it away.
It is said that these things require specific conditions, or "keys".
"Could it be them?"
Lin Han looked forward. There was a stone platform in front of him. There was a metal box placed on it, about the size of a palm. It was dark, rusty, and full of traces of time.
Next to it, there was a broken sharp blade.
"Is the key next to it?"
Lin Han frowned. It seemed that it was not easy to get this broken blade.
After all, it was inserted near the metal box, so it must have some mysterious forbidden protection, otherwise it would have been taken away long ago.
Suddenly, a violent roar came from the distance. Lin Han looked up and saw that some broken weapons originally in the fourth layer of space were flying into the air.
"What's going on?"
Lin Han was startled, and then he realized that these weapons should be waiting in line, and whoever wins can take these weapons away.
After a brief stagnation, those broken weapons seemed to be resurrected, turning into sharp swords and heading towards Lin Han to kill.
Every sharp sword contains a vast evil spirit.
If it had been anyone else, even a strong man in the Soul Palace realm, I'm afraid he would have been torn apart by these fierce attacks.
But Lin Han was happy and unafraid. His skin was blooming with dazzling brilliance, and a touch of golden glow flowed from his body, as if it were made of gold, as if he had turned into a golden Buddha.
Finally, Lin Han shouted loudly, his aura surged, his hands stretched out, turned into big hands covering the sky, and struck down hard, and some sharp swords were caught in his palms.
Those sharp swords struggled for a few minutes, then became quiet, trembling in Lin Han's palm, as if they had surrendered.
"This kid..."
The undead were all dumbfounded.
The weapon that he had worked hard to refine for hundreds of years was destroyed in the blink of an eye.
What's more, they felt a sense of awe from those weapons, which sent shivers down their spines.
"It seems that if you want to enter the fifth level, you must defeat these weapons."
Lin Han smiled lightly and walked over.
A group of weapons, as if knowing that Lin Han was going to deal with him, all flew towards him, and combined in the void to form a huge sword, twenty meters long, condensed from endless sword light, and
With a frightening cold light.
"kill!"
Lin Han shouted deeply, his whole body was golden, and he punched out, like a sun burning.
With a loud noise, Lin Han's fist collided with the weapons. In an instant, the void boiled, and the weapons were shattered.
At the same time, Lin Han couldn't help but stepped back several steps, his mouth split open, and streaks of bright red blood flowed out.
"What a powerful force!"
Lin Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself.
This long sword made of weapons was able to withstand his fist, which proved that it was much stronger than ordinary holy weapons.
"Humph, come again!"
However, Lin Han did not lose confidence because of this. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit and pounced again. His punch was like a dragon coming out of the sea, and like a comet flying across the sky, it hit the sword fiercely.
The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded throughout the fourth floor of the Tower of the Dead.
Lin Han's speed was extremely fast, like a ghost. Every attack landed on one point of the long sword. Every time, the long sword would break into a deep ravine, and even the sword body would be cracked.
"Good opportunity!"
When again, a gap appeared in the long sword, Lin Han's eyes flashed with joy, his body instantly rushed over, and he kicked the long sword.
The long sword exploded instantly, with pieces flying all over the sky, and a terrifying aftermath spread. Lin Han's face turned pale, he took a few steps back, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth.
But a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Because among the ruins, there was a shining silver key, spinning and trembling slightly, indicating its existence.
Lin Han reached out and held the silver key in his hand.
In an instant, a strange wave spread along his arm, and a circle of golden ripples spread, shattering all the scattered corpses and flesh around him, revealing a ring inside.
The ring was round in shape, with some complicated runes engraved on it. At first glance, it had a vicissitude and ancient flavor.
"Soul King Ring!"
Lin Han was surprised that this was actually a genuine high-end storage ring.
"There are also some elixirs here. It seems that these were left behind after the death of this undead."
Lin Han cleaned up and collected the elixirs.
These elixirs were all at least eighth or ninth grade, and there were even many rare and precious medicinal materials, which even surprised Lin Han.
"These elixirs can be used to refine a good batch of elixirs to increase one's power."
Lin Han was delighted. With these pills, he might be able to break through to the ninth level of the out-of-body realm with the help of the pills here.
At this moment, a strange wave swept over, causing Lin Han's heart to flutter.
"Oops, is there any danger in this Tower of the Dead?"