Fifteen thousand years later, Ling Han cultivated the sixth branch of the soul. Twenty-two thousand years later, he cultivated the seventh branch of the soul.
In the Black Tower, the flow of time is 100,000 times faster than in the outside world!
What surprised Ling Han was that for those with five or more souls, no special carrier was needed to accommodate the split souls, and there was no natural disaster coming, as if this realm did not exist.
But Ling Han really felt that after each breakthrough, his strength soared a lot.
But no matter how powerful he became, he always felt that he was still far away from the Immortal Mansion, and this barrier could not be broken.
It seems that only by reaching the ninth level of soul can a qualitative change be achieved.
Thirty thousand years later, Ling Han cultivated the eighth divided soul.
There is only one left.
Ling Han continued to practice, but the last level was unexpectedly difficult to break through.
One hundred thousand years, three hundred thousand years, one million years... Ling Han is still practicing hard and is completely stuck at this level.
"No, it seems that this cannot be broken through through hard work alone."
Ling Han pondered: "There must be an opportunity."
"Great joy, great sadness, anger, and fighting spirit may all help me break through this threshold."
"By the way, that idiot must still be guarding outside. Let's play with him again."
Ling Han came out of the black tower, and just for a moment, he heard a long laugh, and a spear came suddenly, as if breaking the space, and instantly stabbed his chest.
Lin Xuan, he did not leave as expected, he has been staying here.
A million years have passed in the Black Tower, and only ten years have passed in the outside world. For the First Secret Emperor, waiting for this little time is naturally trivial.
"Do you think you can deceive me?" Lin Xuan sneered. This kid is also very patient. He has been hiding for more than ten years. Unfortunately, his patience is even better!
For a treasure belonging to the Immortal King of the Nine Heavens, he would have the patience to wait for a billion years, let alone ten years.
The most important thing for immortals is time.
Ling Han laughed and raised his fist to greet him.
puff!
A flash of blood flashed on his fist. Even with his physical strength, he could not match the destructive power of the Immortal Mansion. A layer of skin was cut open, blood flew out, and the person was knocked away.
However, Lin Xuan was shocked.
Ling Han's strength has actually become countless times stronger. Although he still has not reached the level of the Immortal Mansion, it seems to be just a little short of it.
How is that possible!
No matter how weak the Immortal Palace is, it can suppress the strongest Heavenly Soul. This is an eternal truth, but Ling Han seems to have a tendency to break this truth.
If you can improve your strength by seclusion for ten years, what about another ten years or a hundred years of seclusion?
Isn't he going to rebel?
Impossible! Impossible!
He comforted himself in his heart that the Immortal Mansion could definitely suppress the Heavenly Soul, and he was also the First Secret Emperor, two levels stronger than the ordinary First Secret of the Immortal Mansion, and there was absolutely no way he could be overturned by Ling Han.
"I will never tolerate you!" He was filled with murderous intent. This kid is too evil. Even if he can't break the iron law of martial arts, what if the opponent breaks through to the Immortal Mansion?
Fortunately, there is no secret realm of the Immortal Mansion here, otherwise he would really have to worry.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ling Han had no distracting thoughts, but was filled with fighting spirit to fight with Lin Xuan.
This battle lasted for three months. Ling Han entered the Black Tower only when he was so scarred that he could no longer fight.
"Ah" Lin Xuan roared to the sky, and was about to kill Ling Hanzhen, but the other party used some means to disappear again, making him fall short and making him so angry that he was about to explode.
But what can he do? Keep waiting!
In the black tower, Ling Han was recovering from his injuries while recalling the battle, making his fighting spirit boil.
He doesn't have any great joys or sorrows now, and it's impossible for a scum like Lin Xuan to make him resentful, so he has no choice but to burn his will to fight.
After half a year in the black tower, Ling Han came out and attacked Lin Xuan without saying a word.
The outside world had only passed for a while, so before Lin Xuan's butt felt warm, he saw Ling Han attacking him with vigor and vigor.
Depend on!
Lin Xuan had no choice but to fight back immediately and started fighting with Ling Han.
The duration of this battle was much shorter, only a month, and Ling Han withdrew his troops and entered the Black Tower. Although this battle was short, it was more intense, and Ling Han's injuries were no less severe than before.
He recuperated for another three months, and then appeared again to have sex with Lin Xuan.
Fighting, cultivating, fighting, cultivating, he just kept cycling like this.
Ling Han had a black tower, and he had enough time to rest due to the accelerated time flow, but Lin Xuan was different. He had just fought with Ling Han, and before he could take a breath, the opponent came again.
The constant repetition of this not only made him feel tired, but also made him feel unspeakable annoyance.
At this moment, Ling Han's fighting spirit also reached its peak.
This time he entered the black tower and began a long period of retreat.
Exactly one hundred thousand years later, Ling Han suddenly opened his eyes. Nine avenues were entwined around his body, exuding a supreme aura.
With nine points of soul completion, he has almost reached unprecedented heights.
He is now equivalent to the first secret of the Immortal Mansion!
Ling Han stood up and let out a long laugh. He was now equivalent to the First Secret, so when he truly breaks into the Immortal Realm, he can at least suppress the ordinary Fourth Secret!
Nine points of soul, it is difficult to come up with one in several epochs. If you are not so awesome, how can you be worthy of so many sources of heaven and earth in Ling Han's body?
"Just use that stupid fork to test the knife!" This time, Ling Han took the Queen, Huniu and the four girls out of the Black Tower. Now that he was absolutely sure to suppress Lin Xuan, he was naturally not afraid of letting the four girls come out.
Besides, there used to be a powerful deity here, and I believe even the divine will of Immortal King Lingyue could not touch it.
"Ling Han!" Lin Xuan shouted loudly. He was furious and his eyes were red. "Do you dare to fight me openly?"
Ling Han laughed loudly: "Is there something wrong with your brain? How many times have I fought with you openly?"
Lin Xuan was also overwhelmed by anger. Indeed, Ling Han had come out to fight with him every time before, confronting him head-on, as if he was no weaker than him, but in the end he would run away. Can such a coward's behavior be considered upright?
He glanced at the Queen and the others, looking very puzzled. What do you mean? You actually recruited people from the space artifact. What kind of trick is this?
Ling Han snapped his fingers: "After fighting for so long, it should come to an end."
"Are you planning to come and die?" Lin Xuan sneered. Naturally, he would not believe Ling Han's words. This guy must have been fighting for a while and then disappeared.
"You should keep this to yourself!" Ling Han took action, and with a bang, nine souls were exerted within his body, instilling terrifying power into him and causing a qualitative change in his combat power.
Boom, this blow made Feng Yun eclipse.
"What!" Lin Xuan was shocked, Ling Han's attack truly possessed the power of an immortal.
He quickly moved his spear to meet him, and the tip of the spear collided with Ling Han's fist. He felt a terrible force coming, causing him to retreat involuntarily. He took a full 137 steps back before stopping.
Come down.
For a strong man like him, one step back is several miles away. What is the concept of one hundred and thirty-seven steps?
On the other hand, Ling Han only took one hundred and six steps back.