Ling Han retracted his fist, pretending that nothing had happened, and continued walking forward.
For a moment, no one in Longyu Palace dared to come out to stop him.
Everyone was still in a state of intense shock, unable to recover at all.
Split the soul to kill the Immortal Mansion, and it was done in one move? Damn it!
It wasn't until Ling Han had walked nearly twenty steps that those people finally came to their senses and saw a strong man blocking Ling Han's way again.
This time I went straight to a third secret.
If the first secretaries were killed instantly, then the second secretaries would probably be in trouble as well. The third secretaries were still safe, and the only strongest person left here in Longyu Palace was the third secretaries.
If he doesn't go up, there won't be anyone stronger who can go up.
His name is Zhao Zhen, and he is a veteran immortal man who has been in this realm for more than 700 billion years. He was originally a casual cultivator, but was later recruited by Sui Yuanliang, and has since become the third hall master of Longyu Palace.
The master of the first hall is, of course, Sui Yuanliang, and the master of the second hall is a powerful Four Secret master named Tang Tao.
"Send your name!" Zhao Zhen shouted. Ling Han's performance was so outrageous that he had to respond with awe and did not dare to think that the other party was in the Soul-Split Realm, although Ling Han was indeed a Soul-Split.
Ling Han glanced at him and punched him again.
Boom, this punch is still domineering.
Zhao Zhen roared, took out a green sword, and slashed towards Quan Jin.
Bang!
The light of the knife touched his fist, and with a bang, endless brilliance burst out. Zhao Zhen maintained the posture of wielding the knife, but his body was pushed back by the overbearing force, shoveling out two pieces on the long street.
Deep scars come.
He retreated nine hundred feet in a row, almost to the edge of the other side of the town, and then stopped. He felt that his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the handle of the knife.
Everyone in Longyu Palace was startled for a moment, and then suddenly burst into earth-shattering cheers.
Finally, a strong man appeared and blocked Ling Han.
Phew, they all breathed a sigh of relief, almost thinking that Ling Han could defy the heavens infinitely and slaughter all the immortals.
"Wow!" Zhao Zhen suddenly vomited blood. He could no longer hold the long knife in his hands, and it fell to the ground. His hands trembled violently. All he saw was a bloody patch on his hand. It was broken by the shock, so it didn't matter.
But the blood spitting out of his mouth was scary, and it was all pieces of minced meat.
Those were fragments of his internal organs, shattered by the force of the punch.
He couldn't control this vomiting of blood anymore. He kept coughing up blood and spitting out more and more organ fragments, as if he wanted to vomit all his internal organs and lungs.
The reason why he was so seriously injured was because Ling Han used the Killing Rules, which was inspired by the origin of heaven and earth.
A grass, originally extremely ordinary, has withstood the previous generation's killing rules. From now on, it is extraordinary. When it is raised, it can shake the sky, move the earth, and cut down the stars. Zhao Zhen is just an ordinary third secret, how can he compete with such a grass?
Ominous?
After vomiting blood for hundreds of times, Zhao Zhen suddenly jumped forward and fell to the ground, his breath completely gone.
Dead, still dead.
Although Zhao Zhen seemed to have blocked Ling Han's blow, he eventually died from this blow.
Hiss, one strike killed the strong man of the Three Secrets, but it was just a small Heavenly Soul. How can one accept this?
However, this is also Ling Han's limit. The ordinary three secrets are the limit of what he can kill instantly. If he still wants to kill stronger ones instantly, he must use his ultimate move, Origin Collision.
But others don't know this, and the horror in their hearts has reached the extreme. Where is the limit of this Heavenly Soul Realm, or is there no limit?
Ling Han finally stopped and said, "Shuangshuang, where were you hiding before?"
"A cellar in Xinliu Manor." Chen Shuangshuang said quickly.
"Take me there."
"good."
Everyone in Longyu Palace could only watch helplessly as Ling Han and the others left, but they did not dare to take action at all. Even Zhao Zhen was killed instantly with one move. So what if they swarmed up, they would just die.
Xinliu Manor is the largest building in the town and belongs to the Wenren family, and the Wenren family is the "rich family" in the town. The so-called rich family, the strongest one is only in the Creation realm.
When they entered the Xinliu Manor, they were immediately blocked by the Wen family. However, this was naturally a mantis mantis, but Ling Han did not make a heavy move. The moment he showed his momentum, they all fell down.
"We have been hiding in the cellar these days and no one has discovered us." Chen Shuangshuang said proudly.
This is of course, the two of them were killed four times. If they deliberately concealed their traces, how could Xinliu Manor discover their existence?
They arrived at the place, but the cellar door was open and there was no one inside.
Ling Han was naturally prepared for this. Long Yudian was conducting a large-scale search throughout the town. Of course, Ling Jianxue had to find another hiding place, otherwise he would be found sooner or later.
Ling Han planned to use the rules of time to trace back, and it would be good to get even a little bit of useful clues.
He activated the origin of time, and immediately, time began to trace back.
A young man appeared out of thin air, as real as if he was right in front of him.
This is Ling Jianxue.
Ling Han couldn't help but stretched out his hand, but his palm passed directly through Ling Jianxue's body. There was no way, this was just an image of the past.
This young man was somewhat similar to Ling Han, but more like Helian Xunxue. He was lying on the ground with a very bad look on his face.
The scene remained unchanged, but suddenly, another young man entered the cellar. Ling Jianxue immediately showed a solemn expression and suddenly moved violently. The man stepped back, but he was no match for Ling Jianxue.
Still, he was taken down with one move.
Ling Jianxue turned around, rushed out of the cellar, and soon disappeared.
Hey, who is this person?
Ling Han waved his hand, his consciousness was all-encompassing, and his Yuanli turned into tentacles, grabbing the people who heard about him one after another.
"Who told me who this person is?" Ling Han stopped the picture and stopped at the scene when another young man came out.
"Back, sir, this person is Wen Renyue, my main disciple." A middle-aged man said.
"Sir, hasn't the master of your palace already gone after the traitor with the great elder?" An old man spoke and asked Ling Han.
Ling Han frowned, what was going on.
"Speak clearly."
…
On the other side, outside the town, is a small dense forest.
Ling Jianxue and Wen Renyue hid in a long dead tree. They held their breaths as someone was searching not far away.
"Why do you want to help me?" Ling Jianxue asked through voice transmission with his spiritual consciousness. If the other party hadn't informed him, he would have been stuck in Wenren's house in time, and would have been captured or died fighting.
"Because I need your help." Wen Renyue also used spiritual voice transmission to answer. He is a cultivation base in the mountains and rivers realm, so spiritual voice transmission is naturally trivial.
Ling Jianxue was surprised and said: "I'm like this now, what do you think I can do to help you?"
"I need your support to let my brother ascend to the position of head of the family." Wen Renyue said.
Ling Jianxue was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood: "You know my identity!"
"Yes, I eavesdropped on the conversations of several Longyu Palace members and found out that you are a disciple of Tiansheng Palace." Wen Renyue did not hide anything.